Like the average 22 year old, I had never
considered what I would tell my kids about Santa. I suppose my subconscious
assumed I would just tell them he brought presents for them until they figured
out on their own that he wasn’t real.
For some reason this year I began to think
about the idea. I’m not going to tell you what you should tell your kids, but I
want to try and show you why you shouldn’t tell your kids that Santa brought
them presents.
It’s
lying. Try and justify it however you will, you’re
still lying to your kids. It’s easy to say “Well, it’s just a little lie that
isn’t going to hurt them”, but I want you to think about something. Let’s say
you tell your kids for years that Santa brought them presents, and then they
find out that you were lying about that. It’s not a far reach in a child’s mind
to wonder what else you lied about. What is they start to assume you made Jesus
up as well, simply to get them to behave?
You may laugh at that logic, but I saw an
Atheist’s post on facebook that read “Kids, when you find out that Santa isn’t
real, remember what your parents always told you about Jesus as well.” Maybe my
mind is more child-like than most, but I can completely see how a kid could
make that jump from Santa to Jesus.
What
I will tell my kids: You can’t just not talk about
Santa, he is ingrained into our culture. I will tell my kids that he was a real
person who lived centuries ago who gave gifts to the less fortunate. People
like to dress up like him for fun and pretend. He doesn’t fly around on a
sleigh, and Rudolph is a made up character, like in cartoons.
I will also be sure to tell my children the
real meaning of Christmas, which is honoring Jesus. I will also make sure I
show this to them by involving the entire family in giving to organizations
such as Operation Christmas Child.
While it may seem trivial, I would advocate
that you exercise caution when thinking about what you will tell your kids. Try and justify it how you will, telling
your kids that Santa flies around the entire world and gives presents to others
is still lying, and I don’t want my children to ever have to wonder if I am
being truthful. (Reblog from Tumblr.com)
This
is a rather frank post on porn, so proceed, or not, with that in mind.
Porn is a problem.
It's a personal problem for many and a cultural problem for all. You may think
you have not been affected by porn, but you have because it's embedded in the
surrounding culture. The staggering size of the pornography industry, its
influence upon the media and the acceleration of technology, paired with the
accessibility, anonymity, and affordability of porn all contribute to its
increasing impact upon the culture.
Pornography
affects you whether you’ve ever viewed it or not, and it is helpful to
understand some of its negative effects, whether you are a man or woman,
struggling with watching it, or simply a mom or dad with a son or daughter.
There is a plethora of research on the detrimental effects of pornography (and
I do not think that what follows are necessarily the worst of them), but here
are seven negative effects of porn upon men and women:
1.
Porn Contributes to Social and Psychological Problems Within Men
Anti-pornography
activist, Gail Dines, notes that young men who become addicted to porn “neglect
their schoolwork, spend huge amounts of money they don’t have, become isolated
from others, and often suffer depression.” (Pornland, 93). Dr. William Struthers,
who has a PhD in biopsychology from the University of Illinois at Chicago,
confirms some of these and adds more, finding that men who use porn become
controlling, highly introverted, have high anxiety, narcissistic, curious, have
low self-esteem, depressed, dissociative, distractible (Wired for Intimacy,
64-65). Ironically, while viewing porn creates momentary intensely pleasurable
experiences, it ends up leading to several negative lingering psychological
experiences.
2.
Porn Rewires the Male Brain
Struthers
elaborates,
As men fall deeper
into the mental habit of fixating on [pornographic images], the exposure to
them creates neural pathways. Like a path is created in the woods with each
successive hiker, so do the neural paths set the course for the next time an
erotic image is viewed. Over time these neural paths become wider as they are
repeatedly travelled with each exposure to pornography. They become the
automatic pathway through which interactions with woman are routed….They have
unknowingly created a neurological circuit that imprisons their ability to see
women rightly as created in God’s image (Wired For Intimacy, 85).
In a similar vein
regarding porn’s effect upon the brain, Naomi Wolf writes in her article,
"The Porn Myth,"
After all, pornography
works in the most basic of ways on the brain: It is Pavlovian. An orgasm is one
of the biggest reinforcers imaginable. If you associate orgasm with your wife,
a kiss, a scent, a body, that is what, over time, will turn you on; if you open
your focus to an endless stream of ever-more-transgressive images of cybersex slaves
that is what it will take to turn you on. The ubiquity of sexual images does
not free eros but dilutes it.
3.
Porn Turns Sex into Masturbation
Sex becomes
self-serving. It becomes about your pleasure and not the self-giving, mutually
reciprocating intimacy that it was designed for.
4.
Porn Demeans and Objectifies Women
This occurs from
hard-core to soft-core pornography. Pamela Paul, in her book Pornified, quoting
the research of one psychologist who has researched pornography at Texas a&M,
writes,
‘Softcore
pornography has a very negative effect on men as well. The problem with
softcore pornography is that it’s voyeurism teaches men to view women as
objects rather than to be in relationships with women as human beings.’
According to Brooks, pornography gives men the false impression that sex and
pleasure are entirely divorced from relationships. In other words, pornography
is inherently self-centered–something a man does by himself, for himself–by
using another women as the means to pleasure, as yet another product to consume
(80).
Paul references
one experiment that revealed a rather shocking further effect of porn: “men and
women who were exposed to large amounts of pornography were significantly less
likely to want daughters than those who had none. Who would want their own
little girl to be treated that way?” (80).
“It becomes about
your pleasure and not the self-giving, mutually reciprocating intimacy that it
was designed for.”
Again, it needs to
be emphasized, that this is not an effect that only rests upon those who have
viewed porn. The massive consumption of porn and the size of the porn industry
has hypersexualized the entire culture. Men and women are born into a pornified
culture, and women are the biggest losers. Dines continues,
By inundating
girls and women with the message that their most worthy attribute is their
sexual hotness and crowding out other messages, pop culture is grooming them
just like an individual perpetrator would. It is slowly chipping away at their
self-esteem, stripping them of a sense of themselves as whole human beings, and
providing them with an identity that emphasizes sex and de-emphasizes every
other human attribute (Pornland, 118).
5.
Porn Squashes the Beauty of a Real Naked Woman
Wolf, in her blunt
way, confirms this,
For most of human
history, the erotic images have been reflections of, or celebrations of, or
substitutes for, real naked women. For the first time in history, the images’
power and allure have supplanted that of real naked women. Today, real naked
women are just bad porn (Quoted in Wired for Intimacy, 38).
6.
Porn Has a Numbing Effect upon Reality
It makes real sex
and even the real world boring in comparison. It particularly anesthetizes the
emotional life of a man. Paul comments,
Pornography leaves
men desensitized to both outrage and to excitement, leading to an overall
diminishment of feeling and eventually to dissatisfaction with the emotional
tugs of everyday life…Eventually they are left with a confusing mix of supersized
expectations about sex and numbed emotions about women…When a man gets bored
with pornography, both his fantasy and real worlds become imbued with
indifference. The real world often gets really boring…” (Pornified, 90, 91).
7.
Porn lies about what it Means to be Male and Female
Dines records how
porn tells a false story about men and women. In the story of porn, women are
“one-dimensional”–they never say no, never get pregnant, and can’t wait to have
sex with any man and please them in whatever way imaginable (or even
unimaginable). On the other hand, the story porn tells about men is that they
are “soulless, unfeeling, amoral life-support systems for erect penises who are
entitled to use women in any way they want. These men demonstrated zero empathy,
respect, or love for the women they have sex with…(Pornland, xxiv).”
(Originally Posted at http://narsako.wordpress.com/)
No one can deny that the progress of the nursing profession
here in the Philippines is on a downward trend. I’ve known this phenomenon ever
since I have opened my eyes to the realities that surround our profession and
I’m sick of it already. And when I say “I’m sick of it”, you better keep your
mouth shut and don’t ask me why. Just look around and you will know the answer
right away. I saw it coming back then but I still took the risk anyway. To this
day, I can’t count how many times people have asked me this same 7-syllable
question over and over again:
“Bakit ka ba nag-Nursing?”
It was asked by a co worker when I decided to file my
resignation in a BPO company two months ago. It was asked by my sister who also
just graduated this year and earned a bachelor’s degree in Radiologic
Technology, which she boasts to be more financially rewarding than Nursing abroad. It was asked by my high
school classmates, friends, relatives, and virtually every people who knows I’m
a registered nurse. Kung puwede lang irecord ang sagot ko para di na ko mapagod
kakaexplain sa kanila, ginawa ko na noon pa. But I have no choice but to tell
them honestly that I took the nursing course because it was in demand back then
and that no one had forced me to do so. It is a typical answer that doesn’t
make any sense as far as the present state of nursing employment is concerned.
I remember when I shifted from Biology
to Nursing way back in 2006, I was bombarded with ideas like “Hindi ka yayaman sa pagdodoktor” , “Mag-nursing ka na lang” , and all that
kind of ‘practical suggestions’, so to speak. I eventually took up Nursing,
survived the gruelling studies coupled with rigorous clinical duties, and
graduated early this year. I have discovered two things almost 5 years after I
decided to take up nursing: One, I’m glad that I didn’t take up Medicine because I fell in love with
Nursing in the process and lastly, the idea that Nursing would lead to greener
pasture was a trap and an eye-opener at the same time. It’s as if a reversal of
nature is happening and the same people who gave me the aforementioned
‘practical suggestions’ are now telling me that
“Hindi ka yayaman kung magnunursing ka lang”, “Magdoktor ka na
lang” and all that kind of crappy stuff.
Sometimes, I feel bad for earning the nursing degree at the wrong place and at
the wrong time. I envy those nurses from the early generations who got a lot of opportunities for them and I
wonder if they are even aware that the words “volunteer” and “contractual” now
represent the current batch of Filipino nurses.
”Bakit nga ba ako
nag-Nursing?”
I can’t even think of a single best answer to satisfy this
question but ironically, I can think of a lot of reasons (can even reach
thousands!!haha) why I should quit NOW and pursue other rewarding career. How
to quit Nursing in one day? Very simple: Always be pessimistic and know the
following reasons by heart:
1. It’s tough to be a USRN. We all want to work in the US if
given the chance. American nurses, they say, are one of the most financially
blessed nurses nowadays but how the heck can someone like me become a USRN if
the US is closing its doors for foreign applicants and even struggling to
provide jobs for its own American nurses. I heard that they are now processing
Visa applications from way back 2005 but this is more of a discouraging news
for someone like me who doesn’t even have a financial capability to take NCLEX
and pay for all the requirements not just for US and for other countries as
well. Kung puwede lang na mag-asawa ako ng Kano..kahit girl, boy, bakla, or
tomboy man yan, papatusin ko na maging
US citizen lang ako….
2. It’s tough to be a USRN but its even tougher to be
accepted as a nurse in the Philippines. They always say every nurse should
start from scratch and struggle to move upward. But how on earth can I start my
career if I’m competing with thousands of nursing graduates for a hospital
position that doesn’t even guarantee of a long-term employment? Ma-hire ka
man,utang na loob mo pa sa hospital na may experience ka pero wala namang
bayad. In addition to that, there will always be these so-called “backer
system” and expensive training requirements to stand in my way. It’s quite
frustrating that the government wasn’t able to regulate nursing schools during
those times when nurses spread out like
gremlins, increasing it’s numbers over the years. And what do I do now?
Taking endless search and endless trainings that will just lead me to an
endless waiting time. Kung meron lang
sanang magic potion na puwede kong ilagay sa resume ko para iprioritize agad ng
mga hospitals application ko….
3. It’s tough to be accepted as a nurse in our country but
its tougher to stay working in the hospital. Nurses have a lot of issues why
they quit working in the hospital. They are burned out, unpaid or underpaid,
exploited, neglected, abused , and degraded by the hospital management. The
dismal condition of nursing employment and the unfair nurse-patient ratio
are pests that will keep on recurring
unless properly addressed. Nursing is a tough job so we can’t stay doing charity
works for the rest of our lives. I’m tired of hearing cliche like “I want to be
a nurse because I want to save lives” because there a lot of jobs out there
that will allow you to save lives without even becoming a nurse. Admit it, we
all want to be a nurse because we want better lives for our families one way or
the other. And nurses didn’t spend thousands of pesos for their nursing studies
para lang magtrabaho dito at kumita ng halagang mas malaki pa sweldo ng
katulong. Kung puwede lang na mabuhay
uli si Florence Nightingale at maging presidente ng Pilipinas…..
4. It’s tough to be a nurse, period. I remember during the
last day of my IVT Training at a Marikina hospital, the Director of Nursing
shared how, at one point in her 20 years of professional life, she almost gave
up and think of quitting Nursing for good. I was taken aback by her story and
felt the hardships and trials she has faced during the span of her career.
“Napakahirap maging nurse..tandaan nyo yan!” was her rant that has kept me
thinking hard if my decision of quitting a high-paying job to go back to
Nursing is the best decision for me. But look at her now and how her life
turned out. She has climbed her way to the top and have realized that she has
survived those tormenting days at the Pediatric Ward not because she had no choice
but because her love for her profession is insurmountable. Kung puwede lang na
lakas ng loob, sipag at diskarte na lang ang labanan sa Nursing, eh di sana
marami na ring umasenso tulad ko…..
Again, one can quit nursing and decide to leave it for good in
just one day. How? By just allowing oneself to get discouraged easily by those
reasons above. I, at one point in my life, hated Nursing and almost quit. But
in the long run, I have realized that not every one can be a nurse and I
couldn’t see myself doing other jobs in the future. I love caring people and I
want to grow professionally even if the promise of working abroad is bleak for
now. Are these reasons enough to make me a genuine nurse? I don’t have any
idea. I just love what I’m doing and I know that Nursing is not all about money
and benefits in the first place. It’s about being human and following what your
heart wants you to do. I have a lot of what if’s and doubts about the future.
Can a weakling like me have the courage and skills to withstand the rocky road
of the nursing profession? I can’t answer it myself. The future might be gloomy
for now but at the end of the day, it’s not who I was in the past but who I
choose to be for the rest of my life that will matter significantly. I have the
choice to quit Nursing in one day but I choose to love Nursing and it’s one
decision that will stay unbreakable for the rest of my life. -Nars A. Ko
Different people have different standards for success. For
one person it might be the amount of salary he gets and for another it might be
the satisfaction he receives from the kind of work he does. Success is being
happy. If material thing brings you happiness, then you're successful. Awards
by the company; the level of authority a person has etc. They say that the standards
of success will be achieved by maintaining an HMT Formula; H-Health Management,
M-Money Management and T-Time management. Some other factors could be the
comfortable relationship one has with his/her peers/seniors, the high amount of
recognition and good performance.
For me, the standard of success in life isn’t the things. It
isn’t the money or the stuff — it is absolutely the amount of happiness and joy
you feel while doing your job. It's you who has to decide what is more
important to you to be able to evaluate your level of success at your job.
I would say success is having a job that you enjoy doing
enough that you don't mind going to work every day. If you want a personal
example then I can safely say that the company I worked for previously didn't
pay me much but it gave me a lot of opportunities to grow in my field and I was
recognized for all the good work I did. I always remember the word from Colossians 3:17, that
whatever I do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord
Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him, most likely to do my duty
well because I go to it with a heart overflowing with gratitude to God for his
mercies, and likely to perform my duties with the most cheerful fidelity. For
me that was my standard of how successful I am.
Find a job that matches your morals and goals in life. Good
Luck with finding out your standard! :)
Dreams. Dreams come a size too big so that we may grow into them. They’re more powerful than we’d like to believe. God has a big dream for you. What you have to do is to see that dream. Those dreams are more powerful than we could ever imagine. They guide us through life, they help us set goals and ultimately achieve them. They are often the reason for heart break, but also the reason for soaring hearts.
Everyone has dreams, whether they are big or small. Everyone wants their dreams to come true and dreamers take small steps, to achieve the greater goal. They never give up, They NEVER fail. They do everything they must do to achieve.Someday, if you try hard, dreams would become reality. But you have to realize that God hasn't give up on those dreams and you don't have to either. You've got to dream it, then believe it, before you can live it.
“My dream is big and I will reach it just to prove everyone I can. It’s never too late."
Very inspiring, but has anything changed? We are destroying
more than what we are saving.This is exactly what the world needs, to stop
fighting wars and to build schools, hospitals and stop pollution, this girl is
right, we must act together now, before it's too late! We are one world, one
people and we must all live together on one planet.
Here is the full text of Severn Cullis-Suzuki’s speech
before the UN Earth Summit in Rio, Brazil in 1992, made when she was 12 years
old. Too bad the world listened, applauded, and shed an emotional tear, but did
not do anything substantial for her, as the likes of George W. Bush decided it
would be too restrictive on their accustomed way of life, and would cost their
industrial cronies too much. (ssjothiratnam)
Hello, I’m Severn Suzuki speaking for E.C.O. – The
Environmental Children’s Organisation.
We are a group of twelve and thirteen-year-olds from Canada
trying to make a difference: Vanessa
Suttie, Morgan Geisler, Michelle Quigg and me. We raised all the money
ourselves to come six thousand miles to tell you adults you must change your
ways. Coming here today, I have no hidden agenda. I am fighting for my
future.
Losing my future is not like losing an election or a few
points on the stock market. I am here to speak for all generations to come.
I am here to speak on behalf of the starving children around
the world whose cries go unheard.
I am here to speak for the countless animals dying across
this planet because they have nowhere left to go. We cannot afford to be not
heard.
I am afraid to go out in the sun now because of the holes in
the ozone. I am afraid to breathe the air because I don’t know what chemicals
are in it.
I used to go fishing in Vancouver with my dad until just a
few years ago we found the fish full of cancers. And now we hear about animals
and plants going extinct every day — vanishing forever.
In my life, I have dreamt of seeing the great herds of wild
animals, jungles and rainforests full of birds and butterflies, but now I
wonder if they will even exist for my children to see.
Did you have to worry about these little things when you were
my age?
All this is happening before our eyes and yet we act as if
we have all the time we want and all the solutions. I’m only a child and I
don’t have all the solutions, but I want you to realise, neither do you!
• You don’t
know how to fix the holes in our ozone layer.
• You don’t
know how to bring salmon back up a dead stream.
• You don’t
know how to bring back an animal now extinct.
• And you
can’t bring back forests that once grew where there is now desert.
If you don’t know how to fix it, please stop breaking it!
Here, you may be delegates of your governments, business
people, organisers, reporters or politicians – but really you are mothers and
fathers, brothers and sister, aunts and uncles – and all of you are somebody’s
child.
I’m only a child yet I know we are all part of a family,
five billion strong, in fact, 30 million species strong and we all share the
same air, water and soil — borders and governments will never change that
I’m only a child yet I know we are all in this together and
should act as one single world towards one single goal.
In my anger, I am not blind, and in my fear, I am not afraid
to tell the world how I feel.
In my country, we make so much waste, we buy and throw away,
buy and throw away, and yet northern countries will not share with the needy.
Even when we have more than enough, we are afraid to lose some of our wealth,
afraid to share.
In Canada, we live the privileged life, with plenty of food,
water and shelter — we have watches, bicycles, computers and television sets.
Two days ago here in Brazil, we were shocked when we spent
some time with some children living on the streets. And this is what one child
told us: “I wish I was rich and if I were, I would give all the street children
food, clothes, medicine, shelter and love and affection.”
If a child on the street who has nothing, is willing to
share, why are we who have everything still so greedy?
I can’t stop thinking that these children are my age, that
it makes a tremendous difference where you are born, that I could be one of
those children living in the Favellas of Rio; I could be a child starving in
Somalia; a victim of war in the Middle East or a beggar in India.
I’m only a child yet I know if all the money spent on war
was spent on ending poverty and finding environmental answers, what a wonderful
place this earth would be!
At school, even in kindergarten, you teach us to behave in
the world. You teach us:
• not to
fight with others,
• to work
things out,
• to
respect others,
• to clean
up our mess,
• not to
hurt other creatures
• to share
– not be greedy.
Then why do you go out and do the things you tell us not to
do?
Do not forget why you’re attending these conferences, who
you’re doing this for — we are your own children. You are deciding what kind of
world we will grow up in. Parents should be able to comfort their children by
saying “everything’s going to be alright” , “we’re doing the best we can” and
“it’s not the end of the world”.
But I don’t think you can say that to us anymore. Are we
even on your list of priorities? My father always says “You are what you do,
not what you say.”
Well, what you do makes me cry at night. You grown ups say
you love us. I challenge you, please make your actions reflect your words.
Thank you for listening
Severn Cullis-Suzuki has been active in environmental
and social justice work ever since kindergarten. She was twelve years old when
she gave this speech, and she received a standing ovation. Now 23,
Cullis-Suzuki spearheads The SkyFish Project and continues to speak to schools
and corporations, and at many conferences and international meetings. She lives
in Vancouver, British Columbia.(ssjothiratnam)
Another step closer to your goal. Push
forward. You’re almost there. This is your life. Do what you love, and do it
often. If you don’t like something, change it.
Open your mind, arms, and heart to new things and people; we are united
in our differences. Remember there are people that care, those that love you and those that accept you, Be the person you are, don't ever change.If you are looking
for the love of your life, stop; they will be waiting for you when you start
doing things you love.
Ask the next person you see what their passion
is, and share your inspiring stories with them. Do something to make yourself
proud. Seek your own approval! Just remember that you’re too awesome. Your
actions inspire others to dream more, learn more, do more and become more, you
are a leader. Your awesome rays would probably inspire them all at once anyway.
Love isn’t something you find. Love is something that finds you. Oh who am I
kidding? But hey, you get the gist. :)
Stop over analyzing, life is simple. You are the thoughts you think and the things you wonder.Your potential is limitless. Go be what you wanna be, don't let anyone or anything stand in your way. You aren't perfect, but nobody is. Sometimes
God takes away what we think is good; to make room for what he knows is great.
Keep your head up and be yourself. When life knocks you to your knees, you're in the perfect position to pray. Pray for people.
Stand for God and something you believe in. God is greater than anybody. You'll make a brighter day but today's your chance to be there. Read your bible. Have the courage of your convictions to do well but not for judging others. Remember, the heart of your faith should be love. God will always be there to help you through it, one step at a time.
Love GOD, live your dream, and pursue your
passion. Some opportunities only come once; seize them. Life is short, GO ahead
take a chance … one day at a time … :)
One of my favorite teachers during my Primary years in education, Ma'am Zeny
Steve, a twelve-year-old boy with alcoholic parents, was about to be lost forever, by the U.S. education system. Remarkably, he could read, yet, in spite of his reading skills, Steve was failing. He had been failing since first grade, as he was passed on from grade to grade. Steve was a big boy, looking more like a teenager than a twelve year old, yet, Steve went unnoticed... until Miss White.
Miss White was a smiling, young, beautiful redhead, and Steve was in love! For the first time in his young life, he couldn't take his eyes off his teacher; yet, still he failed. He never did his homework, and he was always in trouble with Miss White. His heart would break under her sharp words, and when he was punished for failing to turn in his homework, he felt just miserable! Still, he did not study.
In the middle of the first semester of school, the entire seventh grade was tested for basic skills. Steve hurried through his tests, and continued to dream of other things, as the day wore on. His heart was not in school, but in the woods, where he often escaped alone, trying to shut out the sights, sounds and smells of his alcoholic home. No one checked on him to see if he was safe. No one knew he was gone, because no one was sober enough to care. Oddly, Steve never missed a day of school.
One day, Miss White's impatient voice broke into his daydreams.
"Steve!!" Startled, he turned to look at her.
"Pay attention!"
Steve locked his gaze on Miss White with adolescent adoration, as she began to go over the test results for the seventh grade.
"You all did pretty well," she told the class, "except for one boy, and it breaks my heart to tell you this, but..." She hesitated, pinning Steve to his seat with a sharp stare, her eyes searching his face.
"...The smartest boy in the seventh grade is failing my class!"
She just stared at Steve, as the class spun around for a good look. Steve dropped his eyes and carefully examined his fingertips.
After that, it was war!! Steve still wouldn't do his homework. Even as the punishments became more severe, he remained stubborn.
"Just try it! ONE WEEK!" He was unmoved.
"You're smart enough! You'll see a change!" Nothing fazed him.
"Give yourself a chance! Don't give up on your life!" Nothing.
"Steve! Please! I care about you!"
Wow! Suddenly, Steve got it!! Someone cared about him? Someone, totally unattainable and perfect, CARED ABOUT HIM??!!"
Steve went home from school, thoughtful, that afternoon. Walking into the house, he took one look around. Both parents were passed out, in various stages of undress, and the stench was overpowering! He, quickly, gathered up his camping gear, a jar of peanut butter, a loaf of bread, a bottle of water, and this time...his schoolbooks. Grim faced and determined, he headed for the woods.
The following Monday he arrived at school on time, and he waited for Miss White to enter the classroom. She walked in, all sparkle and smiles! God, she was beautiful! He yearned for her smile to turn on him. It did not.
Miss White, immediately, gave a quiz on the weekend homework. Steve hurried through the test, and was the first to hand inhis paper. With a look of surprise, Miss White took his paper. Obviously puzzled, she began to look it over. Steve walked back to his desk, his heart pounding within his chest. As he sat down, he couldn't resist another look at the lovely woman.
Miss White's face was in total shock! She glanced up at Steve, then down, then up. Suddenly, her face broke into a radiant smile. The smartest boy in the seventh grade had just passed his first test!
From that moment nothing was the same for Steve. Life at home remained the same, but life still changed. He discovered that not only could he learn, but he was good at it! He discovered that he could understand and retain knowledge, and that he could translate the things he learned into his own life. Steve began to excel! And he continued this course throughout his school life.
After high-school Steve enlisted in the Navy, and he had a successful military career. During that time, he met the love of his life, he raised a family, and he graduated from college Magna Cum Laude. During his Naval career, he inspired many young people, who without him, might not have believed in themselves. Steve began a second career after the Navy, and he continues to inspire others, as an adjunct professor in a nearby college
Miss White left a great legacy. She saved one boy who has changed many lives. I know, because I am the love of his life.
You see, it's simple, really. A change took place within the heart of one boy, all because of one teacher, who cared.
My Elementary School teachers with my beloved mother (center)
You will know there is a
God in heaven and when you see what He does, you will know it. Do not fear the
terrors of the night nor the dangers of the day nor the prestigious that stalks in the darkness nor the disaster that strikes at midday. I remember
the song “Our God” by Chris Tomlin and it’s not just a famous song lyric, it’s
the Scripture in the bible found in Romans 8: “If God is for us, who can be
against us?” What a great hope. It's also comforting to know that God's Spirit is
within us. It is good to have those times to get away together in the midst of
the craziness of life! Therefore we will not fear " Listen once more to
His wondrous words in Isaiah 41:10: "Fear not; for I am with you: do not
be dismayed; for I am your God: I will strengthen you; yes, I will help you;
yes, I will uphold you with the right hand of my righteousness." In the
midst of all that can come at you in life and the struggles, we can be reminded
that God is for us. And we know that in all things God works for the good of
those who love Him. So today, if you are
feeling like everyone and everything is coming against you… hold your head up
high and stand up tall, proud, and firm on your feet, God is on our side! and
"if God is for us, who can be against us?"
To prevent the spread of dengue fever, you must first prevent the breeding of its vector, theAedesmosquito. TheAedesmosquito is easily identifiable by its distinctive black and white stripes on their body. It prefers to breed in clean, stagnant water easily found in our homes. You can get rid of theAedesmosquito by frequently checking and removing stagnant water in your premises.
The guidelines below will give you an overview of how you can prevent the Aedesmosquito from breeding.
At all times
vTurn pails and watering cans over and store them under shelter.
vRemove water in plant pot plates. Clean and scrub the plate thoroughly to remove mosquito eggs. Avoid the use of plant pot plates, if possible.
vLoosen soil from potted plants to prevent the accumulation of stagnant water on the surface of the hardened soil.
vDo not block the flow of water in scupper drains along common corridors in HDB estates. Avoid placing potted plants and other paraphernalia over the scupper drains.
vCover rarely used gully traps. Replace the gully trap with non-perforated ones and installanti-mosquito valves.
vCover bamboo pole holders after use. Rainwater can potentially accumulate in these bamboo pole holders if they are uncovered and create a habitat.
vNo tray or receptacles should be placed beneath and or/ on top of any air-conditioning unit so as not to create a condition favourable for mosquito breeding.
Every other day
vChange water in flower vases. Clean and scrub the inner sides of vases. Wash roots of flowers and plants thoroughly as mosquito eggs can stick to them easily.
Once a week
vClear fallen leaves and stagnant water in your scupper drains and garden. These leaves could collect water or cause blockages to the drains, thus resulting in the buildup of stagnant water.
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vClear any stagnant water in your air cooler unit.
Once a month
vAdd prescribed amounts of sand granular insecticide into vases, gully traps and roof gutters, even if they are dry.
vClear away fallen leaves in roof gutters and apron drains. If structurally feasible, remove the roof gutters.
ADDITIONAL TIPS
Dengue can be a deadly disease once you contract the virus. To keep you and your loved ones safe, best to make sure your house is dengue-proof by following these simple steps:
1. Do not allow mosquitoes to breed. Stagnant water, or water that has been left to stand for more than 3 days, is a breeding ground for mosquitoes so it is important to clear stagnant water in places where water collects: drainages, flower pots, unused swimming pools, fountains, ponds, etc.
2. Ward off mosquitoes by lighting mosquito coils or lighting citronella-scented candles. Not fond of smoke? Electric mosquito repellant and topical insect repellant (sprays and lotions) are available in the market.
3. Block off mosquito entry points. Repair holes in window and door screens and use mosquito netting in the bedroom, especially around very young children.
4. Kill mosquitoes using electric mosquito killers or rechargeable insect swatters available at your local hardware. For greater effectivity, especially in extreme infestations, have your house fogged. Do-it-yourself insecticides are available commercially but professional services are also listed in the directory. Be sure fogging is done when no one is at home. Leave the house empty for several hours to allow the chemicals to settle.
Follow the anti-dengue tips above to keep the dengue virus away from your household. Remember, an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure!