Daily Prompt; The New School
You get to redesign school as we know it from the…
You get to redesign school as we know it from the ground up. Will you do away with reading, writing, and arithmetic? What skills and knowledge will your school focus on imparting to young minds?
Photographers, artists, poets: show us SKILLED.
Unfortunately in the ending year of 2013, I would have to take away the basics that we learned as a child from being long courses of all year to cutting them in half. The reason being is there is too many other things that youngsters need to be learning.
You see, there are many brilliant and outstanding youth today, but there are also many lost souls, tossed from house to house. Some have never been taught manners, respect or how to love another human being for just simply being human.
Today when we mention love, somewhere sex has been connected to that, and what was once a beautiful way to show someone special how much you loved them; now it has turned into a nasty, pornographic, giggling at the computer screen side-show.
Some youth go strictly after the weak, fragile and lonely ones. They never learned that word respect. Just because they know how to possibly spell it, doesn’t mean they know the definition of it.
Then there is youth who are working so very hard with one or even more part-time jobs, striving to help pay their college education fees. But then there are others who don’t understand the dollar. Some never get that the real way to get money is to work. There are those who believe the cheating way to get money is to rob.
I guess drugs have been around for years. I know they were present when I was in high school. But for me, there was pretty much the fear of God placed in me by my parents that I better never get into drugs.
Now it seems the key is to continually keep finding cheap ways to get thrills. But this has a price included, which may have the word death in it.
So for me, there would still be reading, writing and arithmetic, but I would include at least half the year if not a little more balancing checkbooks. Budgeting classes would be almost as high of a priority as reading. Learning what percentages to save back from a paycheck in order to buy groceries, pay rents, gas, food and clothing. Training for work would not only include college prep classes. It would also include the regular jobs, how to look and represent yourself for a check-out job, or maybe a restaurant job. How to act and work in order to move up in the job.
Another class would be called, The You Inside. This class would be all about how to respect yourself. Teaching youth that they are worthy of existing here on earth. This classroom would have many mirrors in it, full length mirrors. Students would have to stand in front of them and look at themselves repeating positive and motivational sentences that refer to themselves as a person.
I feel today there is much lacking in the learning department. A lot of this is learned in the very young years, but when the home life is not the best or even suitable, many children are not taught that they have the right to be who they want.
In my area, schools are taught to preach about college. Not everyone is going to college. So many youth don’t even know what they want, but it pays the bills for these colleges getting all types in. But the drop out rates are pretty staggering.
So let’s get involved with each and every student. Let’s make sure that the poor as well as the wealthy kids are receiving a chance to be someone they are proud of, no matter what or where they came from. After all, we all started with nothing in the beginning. We all came here the same way. We all arrived with a clean slate. I say, let’s help every single human get the best chance in school to be the best they can be, no matter what.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us LEARNING.
This is one of the most difficult areas in my learning days. When I was in college, I would do the same thing as others. Highlight in my books, take notes, try to get involved with answers and questions.
I would go home in the evenings and stick my nose in the books. Ignoring everything in the house, seeing only black and white and yellow highlights. I made good grades. In fact I usually got straight A’s, but wow, did I have to cram and put most of my waking hours into those grades.
When I got divorced I bought a computer desk. I lugged it to the car and hoisted it into the trunk. I drove home. Huffed and puffed carrying it into the house.
I laid every board out, every screw and bolt. I got the needed tools. All was in place. Next I read the directions. Then I reread the directions.
I looked at the photos and then read the words again. I glanced at the pieces. I started remembering back to when I was in college and I learned I was not a learner by lectures, writing notes, cramming or anything else.
I was a hand’s on learner. I learned by doing. I tossed the paper aside and pulled up my big girl pants and one by one I put the desk together. It was like putting puzzles together as a kid.
Trying a piece that looked like it may fit. Maybe having to exchange it for another piece. It took me probably twice as long as my ex would have taken, but hey, I did it. Soon I was smiling, so proud that I had a computer desk. Standing firm and strong, my computer sitting atop. I sat down and rubbed my hands along the nice, smooth wood and began typing.
I Am Blessed Today
I am being on the lazy side today since I had the biggest part of my work done yesterday. Besides,…
I am being on the lazy side today since I had the biggest part of my work done yesterday. Besides, my sides hurt from moving furniture yesterday. Oh to be getting older.
Well not to side track, I was reading comments and I stumbled across a remark stating I had yet been given another award. I thought to myself, wow, cool, awesome. This made my day brighter.
And then I looked up at the window and the rain had left and the sun was shining. Thank-you God for this joy you have allowed me to have today.
http://inspirationalgem.wordpress.com is who honored me with the Liebster Award. I get so excited over these awards. I don’t care how many times I receive the same one or even a new one. It is a thank-you from a friend who thinks my words and thoughts are worth reading.
I remember telling my parents that when I grew up and moved out there would be no more rules. Sad to say as soon as I moved out I learned new rules about being a grown up and they weren’t the rules of my kind parents.
And the same goes for this award, rules, what can I say? I have to follow the rules or get the ruler. LOL
Here are the rules:
Each nominee must link back the person who nominated them.
Answer the 10 questions which are given to you by the nominator.
Nominate 10 other bloggers for this award (
Create 10 questions for your nominees to answer.
Let the nominees know that they have been nominated by going to their blog and notifying them.
Oh goodie, I get to think up some more questions.
1.If you could visit anywhere in the world for only one day, where would it be and why?
2.What is your favorite scent?
3. What is your best memory of Christmas?
4. Were you ever scared at Halloween?
5.Are you under, over or at five feet tall?
6.How many languages do you speak?
7. Have you ever told a lie in order not to hurt anyone?
8. What would you do if on Christmas morning, instead of Santa coming down your chimney, it was me?
9. When do you start buying or preparing for Christmas?
10. What is your custom for Thanksgiving?
Here are the questions I was asked to answer.
1.What are a few things that inspire you to be the best you?
People with a compassion for others and life
Tell about one thing you find to be beautiful that many/most people seem to see as ugly.
Big, gaudy, shiny costume jewelry.
3. To you, what constitutes true friendship?
Trust and commitment
4. What is one painful experience you previously endured that you now see as a blessing?
Finally getting the confidence to file for a divorce. I put up with so much bull for so many years. Freedom from any kind of abuse is beautiful and a real blessing.
5. What is your favorite book? Or one of them?
I have one favorite book. I may have more, but I don’t have time to read. It is called Black Like Me.
6. What is one song that can be considered one of your life theme songs? One that describes you, your life in general, or your outlook on something.
7. What are three quotes that inspire you somehow?
A. Don’t ever look back, you already walked that moment.
B. You are never alone, God is with you.
C. Live like this is your last day.
8. Do you have a Philosophy of life that you consciously try to live by? If so, briefly explain the basics of it.
23 years ago when I decided to become a Caregiver, my philosophy was to treat my patients the way I will want to be treated when I grow old.
9. What accomplishment of yours are you most proud of?
A. I have three beautiful children
B. I have made it to the age I am today
C. I can write what I can’t express through my mouth and you understand
10.Which one of your senses (see, hear, taste, feel/touch, smell) do you think would be the most difficult to live without?
Feel/touch, with this I can be blind but touch your warmth
To not see I can yet feel
To not taste I can be fed
To not smell I still can be led.
Hunt FOR Truth
Mona Gustafson Affinito
Daily Prompt; Reading Material
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How do you pick…
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How do you pick what blogs or books to read? What’s the one thing that will get you to pick up a book or click on a link every single time?
Photographers, artists, poets: show us CHOICES.
Reality, give me anything to read that is real, and I will do it. Happy, sad, tearful, laughter, history, culture, romance(sometimes) and I will read it. Yep, these photos are all things that interest me. If I see it, I will read it. I am pretty simple aren’t I?
Write about something that happened over the weekend as thought it’s the top story on your local paper.
Photographers, artists, poets show us something from your WEEKEND.
Someone leaked my news I spoke of during the weekend. Normally I would be upset that a confidence was broken, but this was good news for me. I walked out to the edge of the drive way in my pink house coat and fluffy bunny slippers and picked up Saturday’s newspaper.
Well if the biggest smile ever didn’t get slapped across my face. For an instant I thought I was going to faint, but thought seconds about it and declined the inner offer. The old fart that lives across the street from me may try to come over and give me mouth to mouth and I was in my house coat for heaven sakes. Can you just imagine where that might have led to?
So I tucked the paper close to my heart and almost skipped back into the house. I did stop long enough on my way back to say hello to Mr. and Mrs. Squirrel. I promised I would step inside and get them an ear of corn. I said hello to Mr. Green bird, my cute little hummingbird.
Then I went on inside. I had to have the setting perfect. So I grabbed a fresh cup of steaming hot coffee and sat down at the kitchen table. I carefully laid the newspaper down like it was a nice piece of fine linen.
I grabbed my magnifying light and flipped it on. An old lady has to squint to see that fine print and this woman didn’t want to miss one word. Plus it would give me more wrinkles around my eyes, and I don’t need that.
Taking a deep breath I started by looking at the photo. It was a magnificent photo if I do say so myself. I have to stop and grin here for just a second. I know very well what ornery cuss had borrowed this photo.
I had just been bragging on this person and had been showing off my artistic works of photography. And right here was one of the photos.
I then read the headlines over the photo: Warsaw Man Has Not Cried In Three Days.
You know, it always makes a soul feel good when someone is saying good things about us. We all get tired of the negatives in this world. Al is no different. He wants to know he is loved too.
I read the article. It was short and sweet.
Warsaw area man who suffers from chronic pain on a daily basis has had relief for three days. He has learned he is going home next week. It is like looking at a different person, his sister says. Al lives with his sister here in town. She has been taking care of him for almost six years. For a short time he has been temporarily placed in a nursing home facility. The sister after close observations has decided he would be happier back home, and this picture shows. Just look at that smile. Way to go Al!!! Keep up the good work.
I had to read it and reread it three times. Then I touched the article gently with my hand, knowing it was the best news I had read for some time.
It won’t be long now baby brother, it won’t be long, and you will be home safe and sound with me.