Wow!!!
Check back a few days later and look what happened!!!
First, I'll give more details about the event:
1. My son attends a public school.
2. The "team buidling" field trip was paid for with student fundraiding and parent fees. Checks were made out to the high school.
3. The location was a third party camp. The instruction was given by camp employees (possibly volunteers, not sure).
4. The camp had a religous theme, with crosses and other Christian ornaments in the buildings and on the courses, including a place called the "Jesus and Me Tree".
5. The camp instuctors are the ones who read from the Bible, and led a vocal prayer at the meal (not nearly as non-denominational a prayer as Seniorjudge's). This was done without any offer to students to leave the room.
Second, my personal reaction to the event:
This is beyond the beyond for me. This was not the singing of a traditional hymn, or students with an extra chromosome at the flagpole or football game.
The was advocacy of a particular brand of Christiantity. It occurred during school hours, as part of a cirriculum class, with a captive audience. This is way down the slippery slope.
Personally, I would prefer school employees quake with fear at the idea of the air conditioner humming too piously. That's how I remember it.
Third, my reaction to some of the posts in this thread:
Even some of you who think this was ridculous or wrong don't see the problem as my son didn't suffer any damage. No, my family's atheism is secure back to the 19th century, so that's not an issue. But I don't think that was ever the standard. It's not about damage; it's not about the possibility of a majority who are not bothered by it. It's about advocacy. This place with the "Jesus and Me Tree" is advocating a certain brand of a certain religion, and charging for the privilidge students who are in a public school class. The possiblility of just this is the cause of the opposition to, and I think the cause of the original prohibition of religious activity in public schools.
As for what I'll do. Complain, yes. Beyond that, I'm still digesting my thoughts and feelings. Looking back up the slope, it seems much of the soap's dried and I do have a grappling hook.