Thursday, July 15, 2010

What Teachers Make..

The dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing life.

One man, a CEO, decided to explain the problem with education. He argued,
"What's a kid going to learn from someone who decided his best option in
life was to become a teacher?"

He reminded the other dinner guests what they say about teachers: "Those
who can, do. Those who can't, teach."

To stress his point he said to another guest;
"You're a teacher, Bonnie. Be honest. What do you make?"

Bonnie, who had a reputation for honesty and frankness replied, "You want
to know what I make?

(She paused for a second, then began...)

"Well, I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could.

I make a C+ feel like the Congressional Medal of Honor.

I make kids sit through 40 minutes of class time when their parents can't
make them sit for 5 without an IPod, Game Cube or movie rental.

You want to know what I make?" (She paused again and looked at each and
every person at the table.)

''I make kids wonder.

I make them question.

I make them apologize and mean it.

I make them have respect and take responsibility for their actions.

I teach them to write and then I make them write. Keyboarding isn't

I make them read, read, read.

I make them show all their work in math. They use their God given brain,
not the man-made calculator.

I make my students from other countries learn everything they need to know
in English while preserving their unique cultural identity.

I make my classroom a place where all my students feel safe.

I make my students stand, placing their hand over their heart to say the
Pledge of Allegiance to the Flag, One Nation Under God, because we live in
the United States of America.

Finally, I make them understand that if they use the gifts they were
work hard, and follow their hearts, they can succeed in life."

(Bonnie paused one last time and then continued.)

"Then, when people try to judge me by what I make, with me knowing money
isn't everything, I can hold my head up high and pay no attention because
they are ignorant.... You want to know what I make?


What do you make Mr. CEO?"

His jaw dropped, he went silent.

Monday, July 05, 2010


maybe without even knowing exactly what home looks like or where it might be, there's a mysterious draw. maybe the point of continuing to move through life and death was to find it

Saturday, July 03, 2010

shallow waters

thou shall wander in shallow waters

for here u can not drown

and henceforth forgo the wonders of what the deep can offer

n i stick to what i've said

we are all the same. despite everything that make us different, we are ultimately the same.

Thursday, July 01, 2010

selfish confession

sometimes i wish u wld disappear

then i wld forget that u ever existed

that day wldnt come

and i wldn't have to deal with u and what came after u

i am selfish

i don't like cleaning up after ur shit

if u think u r carrying the burden of 2

den i'm carryin both ur burden n a whole lot of crap that comes with ur stupid secrets and lies.

Carry on my wayward son

Carry on my wayward son,
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

if life was a journey
what is it that we really want at the end of it?
to seek to be known that u once lived
or to know what it was to live

because i don't weep when you leave