College makes you want to scream, swear, kill and yell.  It shows you the faults of your parents, your government, and your school.  Corporations emerge and you find out that Walmart, Esso, Shell and even Nike are worse than Bush. You learn that the world is a screwed up mess that you can’t fix.  They show you the problems, the faults, and the injustice of our forefathers, but they’re careful not to tell you the answers.  No, never!  It’s like a guy said yesterday, "if they gave us answers that wouldn’t be college."  There’s rules and regulations that we must obey.  We pay them, and yet we work for them.  The funny thing is there are many adults out there saying, "oh you’re so lucky to go to college; you are so lucky to get an education and become someone."  You know what I want to tell them, GO TO HELL.  sorry I’m mad tonight, angry I blame it on the institution.  The institution where the laws of grammar, sentence structure, and the paid workforce are in place, and where opinion and innovation go out the window.  You disagree with the teacher you’re screwed.  I thought this was a free society.  I want to be rebellious and yell and scream and….suddenly I’m tired bedtime don’t want to yell anymore, bye people.  Rebellion can wait till tomorrow, me sleepy. night

The dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing life. One man, a CEO,
decided to explain the problem with education. He argued: "What’s a kid going to
learn from someone who decided his best option in life was to become a teacher?"
He reminded the other dinner guests that it’s true what they say about teachers:
"Those who can: do. Those who can’t: teach."

To corroborate, he said to another guest: "You’re a teacher, Susan," he said.
"Be honest. What do you make?"

Susan, who had a reputation of honesty and frankness, replied, "You want to know
what I make? I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could. I can
make a C+ feel like the Congressional Medal of Honor and an A- feel like a slap
in the face if the student did not do his or her very best.

"I can make kids sit through 40 minutes of study hall in absolute silence. I can
make parents tremble in fear when I call home. You want to know what else I
make?"

"I make kids wonder. I make them question. I make them criticize. I make them
apologize and mean it. I make them write. I make them read, read, read. I make
them spell ‘definitely’ and ‘beautiful’ over and over again, until they will
never misspell either one of those words again. I make them show all their work
in math and hide it all on their final drafts in English. I elevate them to
experience music and art and joy in the performance, so their lives are rich,
full of kindness and culture, and they take pride in themselves and their
accomplishments. I make them understand that if you have the brains, then follow
your heart…and if someone ever tries to judge you by what you make, you pay
them no attention."

"You want to know what I make? I make a difference. And what do you make?"

To be a mother takes a lot of courage, and is more difficult than it appears. 

Tonight I was eating soup and watching my cat attempt to chase a fly.  Everytime she jumped to get it; she would miss.  She didn’t have the patience, and wanted to just pounce on it.  Watching her in utter distress, I went over there, killed the fly myself, and handed it to her dead.  It then occured to me that she wasn’t learning anything from that experience because I was simply doing the task for her.  Now, the next time she sees a fly she will repeat the exact same behavior.

It’s hard to watch any living thing fail and yet a mother has to do that.  A mother (or father) has to let the child fall so he can walk.  The mother (or father) has to watch his or her child make the wrong decision, in order for that child to choose a good one.  Motherhood takes a lot more than the ability to change a diaper, or calm a screaming kid; the funny thing is it took an impulsive cat to show me that tonight.