In a passing thought, I know the answers to all those questions: Somewhere and somehow, I believe that failure is not an option for me. If I fail, I become the statistic that all little girls without fathers and who’ve lost parents at an early age become. The question is, at what point do I free myself from those constraints? Would my mother really want me to still be trying to beat the odds 30 years after she departed? I think not. However the compulsion to survive is overwhelming.
Let me be frank. You must forgive the mother who neglected you, The father who abandoned you, the family friend who molested you, the lover who abused you in any way possible, and the friend who betrayed you, and you’ve got to do it now! You have to do it because the longer you hold them responsible for your current situation, the longer you put your life on hold. You are living in a personal prison, and it’s time to be freed.
The decision by the executives at Tylon to refuse to sell the old machines to the workers created a need for additional funding. The second blow was one that I hate to even speak about, and it did not make the article (above). Now it is time to tell this part of the story!
In the immortal words of John “Hannibal” Smith, I love it when a plan comes together! This has been a great week of professional development, dialogue, and discovery for the teachers I serve. The Instructional Technology department decided to “flip”… Read More ›
Are we sabotaging our children by classifying them as smart or not? Do we empower them to gain meaningful technology experiences?
This is about missing a parent, whose passing has left a huge void in your life. As the years go by, you do not get over it, rather, you learn to live with it. No matter how young nor old,… Read More ›