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Drink for a cause, celebrate the hard work of teachers, celebrate that its almost summer, celebrate that it is a Wednesday…celebrate anything you want AS LONG as you come out and support the amazing work of Center for Inspired Teaching! The organization where I work, Center for Inspired Teaching, is committed to building a better school experience for children through transformative teacher training.
Come learn more as we Toast to Teachers at Happy Hour on May 30th!
The William G. McGowan Charitable Fund has committed $150,000 to match all new gifts received by June 30, 2012. Any amount you donate will be doubled! If you cannot attend, and wish to make a donation online, you can do so here.
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Mothers Day Love!
Happy Mothers Day to my Mom’s (no words can express how much I love you) and all the Mothers I know..Much Love. Mothers Day Poem: A mother’s love determines how We love ourselves and others. There is no sky we’ll ever see Not lit by that first love.
Stripped of love, the universe Would drive us mad with pain; But we are born into a world That greets our cries with joy.
How much I owe you for the kiss That told me who I was! The greatest gift—a love of life—Lay laughing in your eyes.
Because of you my world still has The soft grace of your smile; And every wind of fortune bears The scent of your caress.
Lesson of geophysics by Lawrence Miles.
No molemen, rock people or ice giants? Some educational poster.
Thwarted Daleks.
The Hill
Breathless, we flung us on the windy hill,
Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.
You said, “Through glory and ecstasy we pass;
Wind, sun, and earth remain, the birds sing still,
When we are old, are old… .” “And when we die
All’s over that is ours; and life burns on
Through other lovers, other lips,” said I,
—-“Heart of my heart, our heaven is now, is won!”“We are Earth’s best, that learnt her lesson here.
Life is our cry. We have kept the faith!” we said;
”We shall go down with unreluctant tread
Rose-crowned into the darkness!” … Proud we were,
And laughed, that had such brave true things to say.
—-And then you suddenly cried, and turned away.“The Hill” by Rupert Brooke is a poem I came across in high school that really struck a chord with me. In the midst of figuring out who I was as a person, the story of the young lovers in this poem and their beliefs definitely affected my thinking. The quotation “Through glory and ecstasy we pass” is to remind myself that everything I could want is here on earth; my task is finding the courage to go after it.
