Bits and Pieces


"I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination."
Jimmy Dean

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LET'S HEAR IT FOR PROZAC SPRAY FOR TEACHERS


James Clarke
October 11 2007 at 03:52AM
James Clarke's Tour de Farce

Again my secretary, Threnody Higginbottom, who files everything under M for Miscellaneous, forgot to remind me of yet another important anniversary.

Last Friday was World Teachers' Day when we were all supposed to think about teachers and their suffering.

Mary Stuart of the Teachers' Network told me about it but too late for I was in Natal frolicking.

However, I shall hold my own private celebration today and recall how, many years ago, an anonymous Johannesburg high school teacher wrote a soliloquy for this, the international people's column. It went:

Wait, wait a minute. Let me see if I've got this right. You want me to go into that room with all those kids and fill their every waking moment with a love for learning?

Not only that, but you expect me to instil in them a sense of pride in their ethnicity, modify any disruptive behaviour, observe them for signs of abuse and for questionable T-shirt messages?

I am to fight the war on drugs and sexually transmitted diseases, tell them about HIV/Aids, check their bags for dangerous weapons and raise their self-esteem?

I am to teach them good citizenship, sportsmanship and fair play, how and where to register to vote, how to balance accounts, and how to apply for a job?

I am also required to check their heads on occasion for lice?

I am to maintain a safe environment, recognise signs of potential anti-social behaviour, offer advice, write letters of recommendation for student employment and scholarships, and encourage respect for cultural diversity?

And, oh yes, ensure I give the girls in my class as much attention as the boys? What? AND I'm required to continue my own studies and mark books in the evening and at weekends - for NOTHING? And attend committee meetings and school functions?

I am to be a paragon of virtue larger than life, such that my very presence will awe the children into being obedient and respectful of authority? I am obliged to communicate with each student's parent by letter, phone and report card?

You want me to incorporate the latest technology into teaching, and foster a personal relationship with each student?

I am to decide who might be potentially dangerous and/or liable to commit crimes?

Plus, I am expected to make sure that all students - whether from disadvantaged or advantaged homes - get an equal education, regardless of their mental or physical capabilities?

I am expected to mediate when there is flagrant home-induced racial prejudice?

And all I am armed with is a piece of chalk?

And for HOW much salary did you say?

How to recognise a teacher...

Dr Hugh Cobb of Rosebank says: You must be in education if:

You believe the staff room should be equipped with a Valium salt lick.

You want to slap the next person who says, "Must be nice to work from eight to three and have so many holidays!"

You can tell it's a full moon without looking outside.

When you mention "vegetables" you're not talking about a food group.

You think people should be forced to get a government permit before having children.

You believe in aerial spraying of Prozac.

You believe no one should be permitted to reproduce without having taught in primary school for five years.

You can't have children because there's no name you could give a child that wouldn't bring on high blood pressure the moment you uttered it.

Educational bumper sticker

Here's a bumper sticker for next year's World Teachers' Day: If you can read this - thank a teacher.

This is James Clarke's Stoep Talk column, published in The Star newspaper. E-mail him at jcl@onwe.co.za.

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ADVICE FOR PARENTS OF SCHOOL-CHILDREN:  (from the internet; author unknown)

This time two years ago, I had just completed 33 years of unbroken school
lifts, concerts, sporting events, prize-givings and fund raising functions.

All my children including my youngest, who had just written his matric,
received all manner of trophies, accolades, certificates and medals.

As a parent I got nothing other than bills for school fees and requests to
man the tuck-shop.

I begged the headmaster at my youngest's school to give me a hand written
certificate or cheap medal. Or, at the very least, an official letter
absolving me from any further school functions, fetching and carrying and so
forth, to wave under the noses of my children when they attempt to turn my
occasional involvement with the grandchildrens' education into a permanent
routine.

Frankly, I don't think schools or pupils realise the extreme sacrifices in
time, money and effort, parents make in order to keep the whole system
going.

And it's time that school prize-givings started involving parents for some
other reason than just supplying the tea, cakes and applause.

For example, I would like to see:

A trophy and substantial cash prize presented for the most time spent by a
parent in a school parking lot.
A trophy and gift voucher for the mother who had to most radically rearrange
her day because her son was being punished by having to stay after school.
A peace and reconciliation trophy for patience and understanding shown by a
mother when athletic trials end at 6 o'clock instead of half past three
A "victim laborum" trophy for the mother who actually did managed to be in
six places all at the same time and still do swop shop duty
Among my bugbears are prizes that go to completely the wrong people. Like
junior school projects. Really, who are these miscreants kidding? I've seen
some science projects supposedly produced by a grade three boy but worthy of
the best brains at the atomic energy board.

Constructive

But now, having vented my spleen, perhaps it would be a lot more
constructive if I looked back on my 33 years as a school-fettered parent and
offered some advice to those young couples who round about now will be
delivering their first born into Grade 0.

Top of my list of tips is right from day one, sit your little one down and
repeat as often as is necessary; "Whatever the problem, whoever is right or
wrong, I will, as your parent, always, without exception, take your
teacher's side."

The reason for this is critical. Kids are essentially born with a
manipulative streak and this becomes prevalent when faced with going to
school. Kids do not want to go to school even if they say they are.

Taking their side against a teacher will lead to years of pain, suffering
and tears of frustration as they pit you against those who are trying to
educate them.

Then there is the temptation for parents to use every form of persuasion
from bribery to threats and the withholding of donations for the new hall,
in order to get their kids into soccer and netball teams, lead roles in the
school play and special mentions at assembly.

Parents who resort to these tactics are always doing it for their own egos
and not for their children. Bear in mind that one day kids will leave school
and will no longer have parents to fight for them. Which means they'll
struggle at university, struggle at their jobs and struggle at making
marriages work.

Successful kids are those who make the soccer teams and school plays on
merit.

My final piece of advice is to teachers who get irate letters from parents.
My father who was an educator all his life solved the problem by simply
taking letters he got from parents, marking them out of ten and sending them
back with curt, derogatory comments about grammar and sentence structure.

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THANK YOU !

In Zulu: Ngiyabonga
In Xhosa: Ndiyabulela
- More to follow-

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PLAY DOUGH RECIPE!!

Mix two cups of flour; one cup of salt; one cup of water; two tablespoons of cooking oil; food colouring.

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Teachers are expected to reach unattainable goals with inadequate tools.  The miracle is that at times they accomplish this impossible task.  (Haim G Ginott)

"I know war as few other men now living know it, and nothing to me is more revolting. I have long advocated its complete abolition, as its very destructiveness on both friend and foe has rendered it useless as a means of settling international disputes... But once war is forced upon us, there is no other alternative than to apply every available means to bring it to a swift end." -- Douglas MacArthur

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As societies grow decadent, the language grows decadent, too. Words are used to disguise, not to illuminate, action: you liberate a city by destroying it. Words are to confuse, so that at election time people will solemnly vote against their own interests. -Gore Vidal, writer (1925- )
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A good scare is worth more to a man than good advice. -Edgar Watson Howe, novelist and editor (1853-1937)

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If you are seeking creative ideas, go out walking.  Angels whisper to a man when he goes for a walk. (Raymond Inmon).
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ONE FLAW IN WOMEN   (from Edufax.   See www.edufax.co.za)

By the time the Lord made woman, He was into his sixth day of working overtime. An angel appeared and said, "Why are you spending so much time on this one?"

And the Lord answered, "Have you seen my spec sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but not plastic, have over 200 movable parts, all replaceable and able to run on diet coke and leftovers, have a lap that can hold four children at one time, have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart - and she will do everything with only two hands."

The angel was astounded at the requirements. "Only two hands!? No way! And that's just on the standard model? That's too much work for one day. Wait until tomorrow to finish."

But I won't," the Lord protested. "I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart. She already heals herself when she is sick AND can work 18 hour days."

The angel moved closer and touched the woman. "But you have made her so soft, Lord."

"She is soft," the Lord agreed, "but I have also made her tough. You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish."

"Will she be able to think?", asked the angel.

The Lord replied, "Not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason and negotiate."

The angel then noticed something, and reaching out, touched the woman's cheek. "Oops, it looks like you have a leak in this model. I told you that you were trying to put too much into this one."

"That's not a leak," the Lord corrected, "that's a tear!"

"What's the tear for?" the angel asked.
The Lord said, "The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love, her loneliness, her grief and her pride."

The angel was impressed. "You are a genius, Lord. You thought of everything! Woman is truly amazing."

And she is! Women have strengths that amaze men. They bear hardships and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy. They smile when they want to scream. They sing when they want to cry. They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous. They fight for what they believe in. They stand up to injustice. They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution. They go without so their family can have. They go to the doctor with a frightened friend. They love unconditionally. They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards. They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding. Their hearts break when a friend dies. They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength
left. They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.

Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors. They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you. The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning. They bring joy, hope and love. They have compassion and ideals. They give moral support to their family and friends. Women have vital things to say and everything to give.

However, if there is one flaw in women, it is that they forget their worth ...

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WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WASN'T LOOKING

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you hang my first painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately wanted to paint another one.

When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you feed a stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind to animals.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make my favourite cake for me and I learned that the little things can be special things in life.

When you thought I wasn't looking I heard you say a prayer, and knew there is a God I could always talk to and learned to trust in God.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make a meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I learned that we all have to help take care of each other.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you give of your time and money to help people who had nothing and I learned that those who have something should give to those who don't.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I felt you kiss me good night and I felt loved and safe.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you take care of our house and everyone in it and I learned we have to take care of what we are given.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw how you handled your responsibilities, even when you didn't feel well and I learned that I would have to be responsible when I grow up.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw tears come from your eyes and I learned that sometimes things hurt, but it's all right to cry.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw that you cared and I wanted to be everything that I could be.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I learned most of life's lesson that I need to know to be a good and productive person when I grow up.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I looked at you and wanted to say, "Thanks for all the things I saw when you thought I wasn't looking."
(Author unknown.)

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I have lost all sense of home, having moved about so much. It means to me now--only that place where the books are kept. -John Steinbeck, novelist, Nobel laureate (1902-1968)

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The voice of conscience is so delicate that it is easy to stifle it; but it is also so clear that it is impossible to mistake it.
-Madame De Stael,writer (1766-1817)

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What is morally wrong can never be advantageous, even when it enables you to make some gain that you believe to be to your advantage. The mere act of believing that some wrongful course of action constitutes an advantage is pernicious. -Marcus Tullius Cicero, statesman, orator, writer (106-43 BCE)

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A library is thought in cold storage. -Herbert Samuel, politician and diplomat (1870-1963)

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All men dream but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes to make it possible. - T.E. Lawrence

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Packing your Parachute

Charles Plumb was a U.S. Navy jet pilot in Vietnam.
After 75 combat missions, his plane was destroyed by a surface-to-air missile.  Plumb ejected and parachuted into enemy hands.  He was captured and spent 6 years in a communist Vietnamese prison.
He survived the ordeal and now lectures on lessons learned from that experience.
One day, when Plumb and his wife were sitting in a restaurant, a man at another table came up and said, "You're Plumb!  You flew jet fighters in Vietnam from the aircraft carrier Kitty Hawk.  You were shot down!"
"How in the world did you know that?" asked Plumb.
"I packed your parachute," the man replied.
Plumb gasped in surprise and gratitude.  The man pumped his hand and said, "I guess it worked!"
Plumb assured him, "It sure did.  If your chute hadn't worked, I wouldn't be here today."
Plumb couldn't sleep that night, thinking about that man.  Plumb says, "I kept wondering what he might have looked like in a Navy uniform: a white hat, a bib in the back, and bell-bottom trousers. I wonder how many times I might have seen him and not even said 'Good morning, how are you?' or anything because, you see, I was a fighter pilot and he was just a sailor."
Plumb thought of the many hours the sailor had spent on a long wooden table in the bowels of the ship, carefully weaving the shrouds and folding the silks of each chute, holding in his hands each time the fate of someone he didn't know.
Now, Plumb asks his audience, "Who's packing your parachute?"  Everyone has someone who provides what they need to make it through the day. Plumb also points out that he needed many kinds of parachutes when his plane was shot down over enemy territory - he needed his physical parachute, his mental parachute, his emotional parachute and his spiritual parachute.  He called on all these supports before reaching safety.
Sometimes in the daily challenges that life gives us, we miss what is really important. We may fail to say hello, please, or thank you, congratulate someone on something wonderful that has happened to them, give a compliment, or just do something nice for no reason.
As you go through this week, this month, this year, recognize people who pack your parachute.  I am sending you this as my way of thanking you for your part in packing my parachute!!!  And I hope you will send it on to those who have helped pack yours!

Author unknown.  Source: Edufax (www.edufax.co.za)
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The less justified a man is in claiming excellence for his own self, the
more ready he is to claim all excellence for his nation, his religion, his
race or his holy cause. A man is likely to mind his own business when it is
worth minding. When it is not, he takes his mind off his own meaningless
affairs by minding other people's business. -Eric Hoffer, philosopher and
author (1902-1983)

There is a loftier ambition than merely to stand high in the world. It is
to stoop down and lift mankind a little higher. -Henry van Dyke, poet
(1852-1933)

Now, here, you see, it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the
same place. If you want to get somewhere else, you must run at least twice
as fast as that! -Lewis Carroll, mathematician and writer (1832-1898)

Humanity also needs dreamers, for whom the disinterested development of an
enterprise is so captivating that it becomes impossible for them to devote
their care to their own material profit. Without doubt, these dreamers do
not deserve wealth, because they do not desire it. Even so, a
well-organized society should assure to such workers the efficient means of
accomplishing their task, in a life freed from material care and freely
consecrated to research. -Marie Curie, scientist, Nobel laureate
(1867-1934)

Remember, we all stumble, every one of us. That's why it's a comfort to go
hand in hand. -Emily Kimbrough, author and broadcaster (1899-1989)

"People will forget what you said
People will forget what you did
But people will never forget how you made them feel."
Maya Angelou

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This is the text of the Commencement address by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple
Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005, at
Stanford.


"I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the
finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be
told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I
want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just
three stories.


The first story is about connecting the dots.


I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed
around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So
why did I drop out?


It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed
college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She
felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so
everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his
wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that
they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a
call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do
you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out
that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had
never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption
papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that
I would someday go to college.


And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that
was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents'
savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I
couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my
life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I
was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I
decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty
scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever
made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes
that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked
interesting.


It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor
in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food
with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get
one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of
what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to
be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:


Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction
in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every
drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and
didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy
class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif
typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter
combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful,
historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I
found it fascinating.


None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But
ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it
all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first
computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that
single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces
or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its
likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped
out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal
computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course
it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in
college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.


Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect
them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow
connect in your future. You have to trust in something - your gut, destiny,
life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made
all the difference in my life.


My second story is about love and loss.


I was lucky – I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started
Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years
Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion
company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation
- the Macintosh - a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got
fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple
grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company
with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our
visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out.
When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And
very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was
gone, and it was devastating.


I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the
previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as
it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried
to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I
even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began
to dawn on me – I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had
not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And
so I decided to start over.


I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was
the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being
successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less
sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative
periods of my life.


During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company
named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my
wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature
film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the
world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I retuned to
Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's
current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.


I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired
from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed
it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm
convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I
did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as
it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your
life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is
great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If
you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters
of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great
relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep
looking until you find it. Don't settle.


My third story is about death.


When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each
day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It
made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have
looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the
last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And
whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need
to change something.


Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever
encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost
everything – all external expectations, all pride, all fear of
embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of
death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going
to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have
something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow
your heart.


About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the
morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know
what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type
of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer
than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my
affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to
try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years
to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is
buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It
means to say your goodbyes.


I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy,
where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into
my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the
tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they
viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it
turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with
surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.


This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest
I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this
to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely
intellectual concept:


No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die
to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has
ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely
the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out
the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not
too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away.
Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.


Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't
be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's
thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner
voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and
intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become.
Everything else is secondary.


When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth
Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a
fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought
it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before
personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with
typewriters, scissors, and Polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in
paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and
overflowing with neat tools and great notions.


Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and
then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the
mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a
photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find
yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the
words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they
signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for
myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.


Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.


Thank you all very much."

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A man does not look behind the door unless he has stood there himself.  -William Edward Burghardt Du Bois, educator and writer (1868-1963)

When one door closes another door opens; but we so often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which open for us. -Alexander Graham Bell, inventor (1847-1922)

Every cask smells of the wine it contains. -Spanish proverb

Don't say you don't have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given to Helen Keller, Pasteur, Michaelangelo, Mother Teresa, Leonardo da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein.

I used to think that the brain was the most wonderful organ in my body. Then I realized who was telling me this. -Emo Phillips, comedian, actor
(1956- )  -H. Jackson Brown, Jr., writer

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LAUGHING IS GOOD FOR THE HEART
March 08 2005 at 08:33PM   IOL News

Orlando, Florida - Laughter is good for the heart because it prolongs life while depression increases the risk of an early death, according to two new studies.

A good bout of laughter every day provides similar cardiovascular benefits as exercise because it stimulates the blood-flow, said Michael Miller, who headed one research team at the University of Maryland.

On the other hand, depression - or the lack of laughter - is often linked to unhealthy habits such as smoking and drug addiction and increases the risk of death by 44 percent, said Wein Jiang, who led a study of 1 000 heart patients for the University of North Carolina.

Miller said laughter produced a "magnitude of change... in the endothelium... similar to the benefit we might see with aerobic activity, but without the aches, pains and muscle tension associated with exercise"

While laughter should not replace exercise, he said, "we do recommend that you try to laugh on a regular basis. Thirty minutes of exercise three times a week, and 15 minutes of laughter on a daily basis is probably good for the vascular system."

Miller told the American College of Cardiology annual conference that he showed excerpts of funny and stressful films to 20 non-smoking, healthy volunteers, equally divided between men and women, whose average age was 33.

Researchers measured changes in blood vessel reactivity as the volunteers watched the movies and noted striking contrasts.

Artery flow in the arms was reduced in 14 of the 20 volunteers following the movie clips that caused mental stress. In contrast, beneficial blood vessel relaxation increased in 19 of the 20 volunteers after they watched the movie segments that generated laughter.

Overall, average blood flow increased 22 percent during laughter, and decreased 35 percent during mental stress.

"The endothelium is the first line in the development of atherosclerosis or hardening of the arteries, so, given the results of our study, it is conceivable that laughing may be important to maintain a healthy endothelium, and reduce the risk of cardiovascular disease," Miller said.

However, the researcher was unable to explain the physiology of laughter's benefits.

"Does it come from the movement of the diaphragm muscles as you chuckle or guffaw, or does it come from a chemical release triggered by laughter, such as endorphins?

"Perhaps mental stress leads to a breakdown in nitric oxide or inhibits a stimulus to produce nitric oxide that results in vasoconstriction," he added.

On presenting the results of his research, Jiang said the "adverse association of depression and increased long-term mortality was independent of other factors, including age, marriage, cardiac function and the root cause of the heart failure".

"Approximately half of all patients with heart failure will die within five years of diagnosis, and we believe that our study appears to identify a group of these patients who are at a higher risk (44 percent) for dying," she added.

Jiang was also unable to explain the results of her research theorising instead that "depressed patients tend to make unhealthy lifestyle choices in such areas as diet and smoking."

Both studies, however, appear to show that emotional states can lead to real physiological changes.

In February, US researchers released details of a study which indicated emotional shocks such as the end of a relationship or a surprise party can kill otherwise healthy people. They called it a "broken heart syndrome".

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The mind is but a barren soil; a soil which is soon exhausted, and will produce no crop, or only one, unless it be continually fertilized and enriched with foreign matter. -Joshua Reynolds, painter (1723-1792)

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It is not the strongest of the species that survive, nor the most intelligent, but the one most responsive to change.
-Charles Darwin, naturalist and author (1809-1882)

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A water bearer in India had two large pots; each hung on the ends of a pole, which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments; perfect for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.

After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologise to you. I have been able to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said. The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you've watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."
Author Unknown


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A man was being tailgated by a stressed-out woman on a busy boulevard. Suddenly, the light turned yellow, just in front of him. He did the right thing, stopping at the crosswalk, even though he could have beaten the red light by accelerating through the intersection.

The tailgating woman hit the roof, and the horn, screaming in frustration as she missed her chance to get through the intersection with him.

As she was still in mid-rant, she heard a tap on her window and looked up into the face of a very serious police officer. The officer ordered her to exit her car with her hands up. He took her to the police station where she was searched, fingerprinted, photographed, and placed in a cell.

After a couple of hours, a policeman approached the cell and opened the door. She was escorted back to the booking desk where the arresting officer was waiting with her personal effects.

He said, "I'm very sorry for this mistake. You see, I pulled up behind your car while you were blowing your horn, flipping the guy off in front of you, and cussing a blue streak at him. "I noticed the 'Choose Life' license plate holder, the 'What Would Jesus Do" bumper sticker, the 'Follow Me to Sunday School' bumper sticker, and the chrome- plated Christian fish emblem on the trunk. Naturally, I assumed you had stolen the car."

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"When I approach a child, he inspires in me two sentiments; tenderness for what he is, and respect for what he may become."
-Louis Pasteur, chemist and bacteriologist (1822-1895)

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What a poor, exhausted creature is a teacher
(The soliloquy below was e-mailed to James Clarke of The Star by a teacher who wishes to remain anonymous.)

Wait, wait a minute. Let me see if I've got this right. You want me to go into that room with all those kids and fill their every waking moment with a love for learning?

Not only that, but you expect me to instil in them a sense of pride in their ethnicity, modify any disruptive behaviour, observe them for signs of abuse and for questionable T-shirt messages?

I am to fight the war on drugs and sexually transmitted diseases, tell them about HIV/Aids, check their bags for dangerous weapons and raise their self-esteem?

I am to teach them good citizenship, sportsmanship and fair play, how and where to register to vote, how to balance accounts, and how to apply for a job?

I am also required to check their heads on occasion for lice?

I am to maintain a safe environment, recognise signs of potential antisocial behaviour, offer advice, write letters of recommendation for student employment and scholarships, and encourage respect for the cultural diversity of others?

And, oh yes, always make sure that I give the girls in my class as much attention as the boys?

What? AND I'm required to continue my own studies and mark books in the evening and at weekends - for NOTHING? And attend committee meetings and school functions?

I am to be a paragon of virtue larger than life, such that my very presence will awe the children into being obedient and respectful of authority? I am obliged to communicate with each student's parent by letter, phone and report card?

You want me to incorporate the latest technology into teaching, and foster a personal relationship with each student?

I am to decide who might be potentially dangerous and/or liable to commit crimes?

Plus, I am expected to make sure that all students whether from disadvantaged or advantaged homes get an equal education, regardless of their mental or physical handicap?

I am expected to mediate when there is flagrant home-induced racial prejudice?

And all I am armed with is a piece of chalk?

And for HOW much salary did you say?

   
James Clarke at the launch of his two latest books, June 2005.
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"Learning is like rowing upstream: not to advance is to drop back."  (Chinese proverb)
"For the sake of all who love you, and yourself, learn to step aside sometimes into a place of silence, where you can watch the quiet stars and rediscover peace."    (Pam Brown)
"Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it."   (George Santayana)

"Be kind and merciful.  Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness; kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile, kindness in your warm greeting.  In the slums we are the light of God's kindness to the poor.  To children, to the poor, to all who suffer and are lonely, give always a happy smile."     (Mother Teresa of Calcutta)
"Our way is not soft grass, it's a mountain path with lots of rocks.  But it goes upwards, forward, toward the sun."  (Ruth Westheimer)
"Think of your life as a canoe and your decisions and actions as your paddle.  You'll get where you're going one stroke at a time with the decisions and actions you make."          (DJ "Eagle Bear" Varnas)
"If you can't fly, then run; if you can't run, then walk.  If you can't walk then crawl.  But whatever you do, keep moving."  (Martin Luther King)
"If you want others to be happy, practise compassion.     If you want to be happy, practise compassion."  (Attributed to the Dalai Lama)
"Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it.  Boldness has genius, power and magic in it."     (Goethe)
"As regards intellectual work, it remains a fact, indeed, that great decisions in the realms of thought and momentous discoveries and solutions of problems are only possible to an individual working in solitude."     (Sigmund Freud, neurologist, founder of psychoanalysis, 1856-1939
"A true measure of your worth includes all the benefits others have gained from your successes."       (Cullen Hightower, salesman and writer 1923- )

"The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor man perfected without trials."     (Chinese Proverb)

"Never bear more than one trouble at a time. Some people bear three kinds - all they have had, all they have now, and all they expect to have."     (Edward Everett Hale, clergyman and author,1822-1909)

"The possible we take in our stride, the impossible we do when we're ready, but miracles take a little longer."   (Marshall Montgomery to the 8th Army at Alamein)

"A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops."   (Henry Adams, historian and teacher, 1838-1918)

"It is our choices ... that show (who) we truly are far more than our abilities."     (JK Rowling)

"We are spiritual beings having a human experience."    (Ute Gass)

"Experience is not what happens to you; it's what you do with what happens to you."     (Aldous Huxley)

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KIDS AND CATS AND DOGS   
(Author unknown)
I just realised that while children are dogs - loyal and affectionate - teenagers are cats. It's so easy to be a dog owner. You feed it, train it, and boss it around. It puts its head on your knee and gazes at you as if you were a Rembrandt painting. It bounds indoors with enthusiasm when you call it.
Then around age 13, your adoring little puppy turns into a big old cat.  When you tell it to come inside, it looks amazed, as if wondering who died and made you emperor. Instead of dogging your doorsteps, it disappears. You won't see it again until it gets hungry -- then it pauses on its sprint through the kitchen long enough to turn its nose up at whatever you're serving.
When you reach out to ruffle its head, in that old affectionate gesture, it twists away from you, and then gives you a blank stare, as if trying to remember where it has seen you before. You, not realising that the dog is now a cat, think something must be desperately wrong with it. It seems so antisocial, so distant, sort of depressed. It won't go on family outings.
Since you're the one who raised it, taught it to fetch and stay and sit on command, you assume that you did something wrong. Flooded with guilt and fear, you redouble your efforts to make your pet behave. Only now you're dealing with a cat, so everything that worked before now produces the opposite of the desired result. Call it, and it runs away. Tell it to sit, and it jumps on the counter. The more you go toward it, wringing your hands, the more it moves away.
Instead of continuing to act like a dog owner, you can learn to behave like a cat owner. Put a dish of food near the door, and let it come to you. But remember that a cat needs your help and your affection too. Sit still and it will come, seeking that warm, comforting lap it has not entirely forgotten. Be there to open the door for it.
One day your grown-up child will walk into the kitchen, give you a big kiss and say, "You've been on your feet all day. Let me get those dishes for you."
Then you'll realise your cat is a dog again.
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Below is an extract from George Muller's Natal Fever column, which I saw on the noticeboard at a KZN school I visited recently:
       RULES FOR TEACHERS 1915
Apparently some American community, somewhere as late as 1915 imposed these Draconian rules on teachers.
1.   You will NOT marry during the term of your contract.
2.   You are NOT to keep company with men.
3.   You MUST be home between the hours of 8pm and 6am unless attending a school function.
4.   You MAY NOT loiter downtown in ice-cream stores.
5.   You MAY NOT travel beyond the city limits without the permission of the chairman of the board.
6.   You MAY NOT ride in a carriage or automobile with any man unless he is your father or brother.
7.   You MAY NOT smoke cigarettes.
8.   You MAY NOT dress in bright colours.
9.   You UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES dye your hair.
10. You must wear AT LEAST two petticoats.
11. Your dresses must NOT be any shorter than two inches above the ankle.
12. To keep the school room clean you must: sweep the floor at least once daily;  scrub the floor with hot soapy water at least once a week; clean the blackboard at least once a day; start the fire at 7am so that the room will be warm by 8am.

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Learn to juggle - it's good for your brain    (from IOL news)

January 21 2004 at 07:30PM

London - It's a great party trick and useful for circus performers but scientists said on Wednesday that learning to juggle can cause changes in areas of the adult brain.

Mastering the skill increases the amount of grey matter in areas of the brain that process and store visual information, proving what was not thought possible - that new stimuli can alter the brain's structure.

A comparison of brain-imaging scans of non-jugglers and other volunteers before they learned to juggle and three months later, revealed an increase in grey matter in certain areas of the newly trained jugglers' brains.

"Our results challenge our view of the human central nervous system. Human brains probably must be viewed as dynamic, changing with development and normal learning," said Arne May, of the University of Regensburg in Germany, who headed the research team.

Grey matter refers to parts of the brain and spinal cord that are comprised of the tightly packed nuclei of nerve cells. In the brain it is mainly found in the outer layers of the cerebrum which is responsible for advanced mental functions.

In a report in the science journal Nature, May and his colleagues said brain scans done three months after the new jugglers had stopped juggling showed the increase in grey matter had been reduced.

"I believe the challenge we face is to be able to adapt and modulate this knowledge into disease management," May added in an interview.

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One day a fisherman was lying on a beautiful beach, with his fishing pole propped up in the sand and his solitary line cast out into the sparkling blue surf. He was enjoying the warmth of the afternoon sun and the prospect of catching a fish.

About that time, a businessman came walking down the beach, trying to relieve some of the stress of his workday. He noticed the fisherman sitting on the beach and decided to find out why this fisherman was fishing instead of working harder to make a living for himself and his family. "You aren't going to catch many fish that way," said the businessman to the fisherman. "You should be working rather than lying on the beach!"

The fisherman looked up at the businessman, smiled and replied, "And what will my reward be?" "Well, you can get bigger nets and catch more fish!" was the businessman's answer. "And then what will my reward be?" asked the fisherman, still smiling. The businessman replied, "You will make money and you'll be able to buy a boat, which will then result in larger catches of fish!" "And then what will my reward be?" asked the fisherman again. The businessman was beginning to get a little irritated with the fisherman's questions. "You can buy a bigger boat, and hire some people to work for you!" he said.

"And then what will my reward be?" repeated the fisherman. The businessman was getting angry. "Don't you understand? You can build up a fleet of fishing boats, sail all over the world, and let all your employees catch fish for you!" Once again the fisherman asked, "And then what will my reward be?" The businessman was red with rage and shouted at the fisherman, "Don't you understand that you can become so rich that you will never have to work for your living again! You can spend all the rest of your days sitting on this beach, looking at the sunset. You won't have a care in the world!"

by: Author Unknown, Source Unknown
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Chocolate may ease blood pressure - study   (IOL News, July 19, 2005 at 07:05 am

Washington - Dark chocolate can not only soothe your soul but can lower blood pressure too, researchers reported on Monday.

The study, published by the American Heart Association, joins a growing body of research that show compounds found in chocolate called flavonoids can help the blood vessels work more smoothly, perhaps reducing the risk of heart disease.

"Previous studies suggest flavonoid-rich foods, including fruits, vegetables, tea, red wine and chocolate, might offer cardiovascular benefits, but this is one of the first clinical trials to look specifically at dark chocolate's effect on lowering blood pressure among people with hypertension," said Jeffrey Blumberg of Tufts University in Boston, who led the study.

"This study is not about eating more chocolate," Blumberg added. "It suggests that cocoa flavonoids appear to have benefits on vascular function and glucose sensitivity."

'This study is not about eating more chocolate'
Scientists are far from being able to make specific recommendations for patients based on their research on chocolate, and nutritionists have urged people to be cautious because chocolate is high in fat, sugar and calories.

Blumberg and colleagues at the University of L'Aquila in Italy studied 10 men and 10 women with high blood pressure.

For 15 days, half ate a daily 100g bar of specially formulated, flavonoid-rich dark chocolate, while the other half ate the same amount of white chocolate.

Then each group "crossed over" and ate the other chocolate.

"White chocolate, which has no flavonoids, was the perfect control food because it contains all the other ingredients and calories found in dark chocolate," Blumberg said.

'Most Americans eat milk chocolate'
"It's important to note that the dark chocolate we used had a high level of flavonoids, giving it a slightly bittersweet taste. Most Americans eat milk chocolate, which has a low amount of these compounds."

Writing in the journal Hypertension, Blumberg's team said when the volunteers ate the special dark chocolate, they had a 12mm Hg decrease in systolic blood pressure (the top number in a blood pressure reading) and a 9mm Hg decrease in diastolic blood pressure (the bottom number) on average.

Blood pressure did not change when the volunteers ate white chocolate.

"This is not only a statistically significant effect, but it's also a clinically meaningful decline," Blumberg said. "This is the kind of reduction in blood pressure often found with other healthful dietary interventions."

Eating dark chocolate also seemed to improve how the body used insulin, and reduced low density lipoprotein (LDL) or "bad" cholesterol by about 10 percent on average.

"The findings do not suggest that people with high blood pressure should eat lots of dark chocolate in lieu of other important blood pressure-reduction methods, such as medication and exercise," Blumberg said. "Rather, we are identifying specific flavonoids that can have a benefit on blood pressure and insulin sensitivity."

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NEVER KNOW WHEN YOU'LL NEED AN EASY TO MAKE "Play Dough Recipe "
By: Sheri Leminski, Practical Teacher
Materials:
- 4 cups of flour
- 4 cups of water
- 1/2 cup of cream of tartar
- 4 tablespoons of cooking oil
Mix all materials in a saucepan. Cook and stir on low heat until play dough is no longer sticky. Allow it to cool. You can store it in zip lock bags or any air tight container.

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