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Can you imagine if you are going to college and someone paying off all your loans?
Can you imagine starting off on a clean slate in life? Can you imagine you being in a position where you will be able to help the next generation after you? Can you imagine?
A billionaire and family did it for Morehouse College seniors for 2019.
I consider this as being ‘A Time of Jubilee’ concept.
Jubilee is a time of forgiveness, a time of ‘Respiration’ “…and is a physiology movement of oxygen from the outside environment to the cells within tissues, and the transport of carbon dioxide in the opposite direction.”
Billionaire, Mr. Robert F. Smith help started off a new chapter in history.
The Question is; Will others with the abilities to set ‘The FutureNow’ students off on a ‘Debt Free’ road, where they could help bring America to the place where God has a plan for it to be? That is a question only they can answer, or are they plan to take it to the grave unused???
And in the meantime, do what you supposed to do with what God has given YOU to do, or YOU will allow it to go to the grave unused.
This is my take for today and I will not take it back.
Minister Elder of Communication/Encouragement Counseling
Yes, we are the future,
We’re of a new age;
Yes, we are the new troopers;
New soldiers on the new page
We are God’s children
We are His vision
We are our parent’s new dreams
Let us awaken and be seen
We are God’s children
And we have a right to be heard
Yes, we should be obedient
But also we shall not be ignored
5/22/19
A dedication to students..
~Steven David*Taevyn Watson*Breckinridge Parra*
Jaden Stabler*
Tiaharraylnn Cole*Christian Wood*Jaden Sorensen*
Colton Turek*
Andrew Moffit*Joe Williams*Ronnie Cross*Amber Barnes*
Phoebe Klimek*
Luis Novelo*
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
It's hard to fathom that in 2024,
the ugliness of antisemitism has
reared it's head once more..
Campus students need to
change their perspective.
It's not the Jewish peoples fault
whom Israel elected..
Netanyahu failed to keep his people safe
and now he's killing the Gaze an children
at a horrifying rate..
The hostage families didn't ask for this
aggressive war, only to have their loved ones
returned, to have their families restored..
It's shameful and myopic to attack their
Jewish peers, subject them to racial slurs,
instilled by threats and fears.
Freedom of speech implies a moral responsibility,
not to chant "to obliterate Jews from the river to the sea".
The following reasonable obsolete rhyme
verst heard in my faux class (sic) lilting brogue
courtesy coronavirus (COVID-19) rogue
wrought approximate sixth month academic hiatus
nevertheless September 1st, 2020
signals resumption of school year back in vogue.
Challenges abound as millions of students re:zoom
trudging off to..., yet another bus comes by... vroom,
whereby administrators establish
virtual and/or actual room
adapt to delegate assignments as reported by newsroom
facilitated by yours truly,
a bonafide married, yet unbridled groom.
Though mind boggling, death defying,
and harrowing scenario daring to crisscross
(dangerous information highway road)
will confront those most qualified to teach
impressionable minds to overload
nevertheless I envy those learning
courtesy high tech mode.
Golden (gated) opportunity
spectacularly presented to bridge,
kickstart, and buttress young minds
immodestly excited and
amenable to learn online
one old googly eyed
aging pencil necked geek
makes his poetically cameo appearance
crafting awareness about severe complication
hash-tagging those best equipped to teach,
which alternatives pinterest me
linkedin, trumpeted nsync with
tried and true methodology
(think white/blackboard
with markers and/or chalk respectively),
who by the way never got chosen to
clap erasers outside,
fold flag ditto after said
emblematic sanctified cloth unfurled,
nor serve as safety patrol.
Though born within baby boom generation,
I horrendously (nobly) struggled
to acquire cognitive consonance
floundered like a fish out of water
forever barely achieving passable grade
He readily attests de facto failure
if hypothetically enrolled in kindergarten today,
I would get demoted to preschool
(a slight bit of hyperbole),
thus both laments abysmal track record,
whereby attending conventional
schools of hard knocks
(situated within Lower Providence district)
emotionally fracturing psyche
until this very waking moment,
and moost likely mine
remaining tenure on Earth.
Skies are filled with lonely empty silhouettes
Climbing up a lonely stair when I am late
It is not so easy to distance yourself away
Cuz good old memories fill empty passage ways
It's not as easy as you think to get going on alone
Cuz my mind won't give me rest until the memories fill me whole
And babe I'm not so good at standing up alone
So I'm still staring through the locked classroom doors
Those good old classes
And good old days
I wish it isn't hard
To miss those good old days
Staying afterschool to sing your heart out
Sneaking into another class when teachers aren't around
Life is boring when hugs aren't allowed
Can't go arm in arm cuz cameras pick you out
Those good old classes
And good old days
I wish it isn't hard
To miss those good old days
^^
I wrote about 3 months ago when the schools were first opened. At that time only the students participating in state exams were allowed in, and in our school, that was only the six of us in the GCE OL batch. As an extrovert it was really hard for me, and as I watched one of my classmates looking in through a locked classroom door, I suddenly was inspired and I wrote this. I edited this later of course.
Rosebuds draft in scarlet, crimson, or maroon,
dreams to capture the viewer's point of view,
as its blossom's sheath their basis to its prune,
magnificent achievers rise in rows queue,
as the loss of age cast their field of thorn strewn,
shadows the facades to pipe a distinct tune,
shear away those sharp pokey points of danger,
and frail petals to amend its life-changer.
Amendments trail the housed maxed of tabletops,
of revived rosebuds claim a home as their own,
a treasured wealth trades with the town's floral shops,
then set at one's front wicket by an unknown,
or adorn tombstones as floral wreaths that props,
and crowned on a princess who sits on her throne,
a taxing burden to detain the death masque,
not tiny but thornless as Bonsai craft's task.
The Pyramid steps like the Baguio steppes,
where Filipinos view as their time-out spot,
the other is ancient for tourists who peps,
while an isle serves the rosebuds to sprout and squat,
nature confides stemmed thornless maroon by reps,
students check articles of the course they plot,
as a new breed of rosebuds shelved a terrace,
elegance embrace the solitaire heiress.
Loosely sketched parcels that the rosebud dwells in,
fresh sod fertile and well-sopped sealed neath the sun,
from its current strain, since its birth in Eden,
inspire blossoming with faint buzzes outdone,
coy rumors, green greener, red redder, seeds in,
East rises, and West sets, how the rosebud won,
Bonsai is an ancient craft not deemed as new,
man named rosebuds since their virgin birth, it grew.
Spring sprung sprouts as their healthy roots hug the ground,
a wealth of newborns reach for the warmth of skies,
its outstretched stem hardens merely being gowned,
a promised promenade paramount to rise,
by patrons, the sun, moon, and earth make their round,
a glowing shape as a rosebud is its prize,
the fields are graced with rosebuds color-filled rows,
as they grow in opened splendor till it snows.
Botanical Society best: Sowers.
ranked by their breeds and regions where they were raised,
down to idyllic truths, forthcoming growers,
who take pleasure in their leisure being phased,
where growth is best tended as their height lowers,
promised its dowery by virtuous praised,
reach prosperous glory in you or outpours,
rain or shine achievers within or outdoors.
One of the resourceful books unbeatable;
Children’s love, care and comfort biddable
Is none better than Reader’s Digest – capable.
Articles, reports, jokes and anecdotes audible;
All are present in it; all are undoubtable.
Changing the mindset of students capable
Is a new, systematic thing coachable.
Changing the world and its cannibal
Into the virtues and values bindable.
Explaining itself if anytime culpable;
And so is famous for being countable.
Teachers, parents, students ennoble
Reader’s Digest for not being enfeeble.
Leaders or followers who are like a crucible
Change their minds and be bendable.
Behaviour and conduct – key undoubtable
Will keep you atop, elevated, lofty and able.
Einstein had some of the best quotes in the world.
I have used them to teach children for the past thirty years
One of my favorites is "Creativity is intelligence having fun".
Many students have never heard of Einstein, but the brightest ones have.
When I give clues, they guess Einstein right away.
There are only one or two in each class who know him.
They are usually my favorites, because they want to learn.
They read on their own, and they search for new knowledge
Dissatisfied with the watered down curriculum of today.
Another Einstein quote I love is:
"Imagination is more important than Knowledge."
They all put so much stress on
getting a college degree,
and if it’s math or science,
I think that I would agree.
But in the humanities
another trend now appears,
kids are taught to hate themselves,
and this is reason for fear.
Instead of the great questions,
they’re taught to obsess on race,
and disparage great thinkers
who have the ‘wrong’-colored face.
Instead of human nature
they’re taught to harp on gender,
to the point they no longer think
there is a ‘him’ or a ‘her.’
Instead of economics
they’re force-fed socialism,
and thus doomed to see the world
through a misshapen prism.
Instead of building a life
these students are taught to see
themselves as passive subjects
to assigned ‘identities.’
Instead of questions of faith,
they’ll be taught religion is dead,
just to have leftist belief
pounded hard into their heads.
What comes back won’t be something
worthy of pride or respect,
their morals gone, their reason cowed,
their soul an absolute wreck.
You will not get a person
quipped to take on the world,
you’ll get an angry NPC
out rioting like a churl.
You will not find them ready
to become women and men,
just fragile people who think
the name ‘Blackjack’ does offend.
You will not find strong actors
now ready to get to work,
just entitled people that
rant and scream like spoiled jerks,
and worse still these useless souls
have a hundred grand in debt!
I got to think a trade school
would’ve been a better bet.
Then at least they’d be useful
to society at large,
help to maintain all we’ve built,
and not be the culture’s charge.
Plus if they really want to
give the great thinkers a look,
they can go do that for free
with a bunch of library books,
Or look to the internet,
most of the greats are there for free,
your own thoughts will be as good
as what comes from academies.
Unless it’s math or science,
college doesn’t make much sense,
don’t sent your kids to college,
you’ll just be ruining them.
death in the classrooms
nine students and one teacher
Death blithe attitude
5/18/2018
https://abcnews.go.com/US/active-shooter-incident-santa-fe-high-school-texas/story?id=55258606
Drowning Dreams
School-Shootings
heard sounds of children
singing under the golden
colorful rainbow
snap sounds of bullets flying
prayed that they all found cover
terrified to death
approached the open window
there was no one there
shells shattering nightmares haunt
strangling tight around my throat
Copyright © Eve Roper 4/5/2018
We're only 12 weeks into 2018, and there have already been 17 school shootings where someone was hurt or killed. That averages out to 1.4 shootings a week.
https://www.cnn.com/2018/03/02/us/school-shootings-2018-list-trnd/index.html