HERE I COME

About to crack open a can of Write-a-lot and bring it

EXIT STAGE LEFT

EXIT STAGE LEFT

for once he looks forward to the daily grind
a chance to wind
back the hands of time
sliding past the point they shared 
cared and drifted through life devine
This mirror reflecting back
seeks answers to the origin 
of its crack
to find that it goes deeper than time
move past the lies the lines 
broken trails that lead the mind
to where it rests 
nests
in a heart 
not meant for him 
to share to love to rest
head on chest 
not meant for him 
he realizes
that this love was the lie
he dreamed of 
hoped for
waited 'til
but
it wasn't his time this time
it was her time to shine
so it was to amuse
confuse
reuse
and to be her muse
this time
and as the mirror shines
fractured images splintered by the crack
he looks back eyes squinting tired
off track 
and thinks of what was 
and no longer sees
through 
his
hopeful eyes but true eyes
that realize realize realize
this one she won 
her time redone
he did not know a game was played
he went in unsure afraid
brought hope and love displayed
but the rules were not known
to him
she shone 
but the mirror knows 
and shows now truth
that this time 
not his time
her time to shine
denying him the love devine
she moves across 
the sands of time
gone not looking back
he waves and turns
and
lays
down
the 
mirror cracked

The People You Meet

There is a beauty that I see in the people I work with and that we...collectively ...try to help...as I now drive around the city utilizing WIC checks donated by those that need it...to buy things for the movement...and others..I have a partner in this...she's rough and rugged...an old 31..aged on the streets...but inside is a heart of our gold...so when she isn't looking I shed tears equal parts of joy and sadness...joy because in her I see hope and beauty and compassion ...and sadness because I also see the pain and the anger and a city that has hurt her and a system that has forced her to be something she would rather not be...but she won't be beaten down...and she is just one of many...and I love her...and I love so many of the people here ...not "hey man...I love you bro" love...true, from the heart love...

THE JOY OF TESTING

It's amazing how schools claim to be about student achievement, but provide so little evidence of that. See how schools change their entire schedules around to maximize the opportunity for students to pass HSPA exams, but don't do anything about moving failing students out of classes they are too challenged by, or putting students in challenging classes they deserve.

Oh yeah, Midterms...

Did you forget to study for your midterm exams? Did they creep up on you because you weren't looking for them?

Well, if you followed my advice fromt the beginning of the year....you remember that fateful month...September? I told you then, and lots of times since....study a little bit of everything, every night.

Just think how easy it would be to pass your midterms, without "cramming." You would have already studied all of your materials and you would only have to review some specific stuff....

Life would be good if you would only take the advice of those that suffered before you!