Rain Rain Go Away


– is refreshing

– is exciting

– is pooring

– is exhilarating

– is wonderful

– is beautiful

– is relaxing


I’m sure I could’ve came up with more words about how I describe rain but I wanted to leave some up to your imagination. Every girl’s dream is to be kissed by the man she loves in a downpour. There’s just something magic about it that I can’t explain; it makes everything disappear. It may also have something to do with the love story from The Notebook. Every little kid’s dream is to put on some cute rain boots, or in my case no shoes at all, and go out and jump into the middle of a big puddle splashing it all away with a huge smile on their face. Now some people may not love rain as much as me, I don’t like the thunderstorms that sometimes accompany the rain, but we should all appreciate it!

Go splash all your worries away,




“I was trying to daydream, but my mind kept wandering.”  ~Steven Wright

Daydreaming is when you lose yourself in your thoughts. Your world turns into this cloud and all your thoughts turn into the wind whispering differernt ideas into your mind.

People can daydream about many different things, people they like; who they are going to hang out with later that day, that week, or that month; what their ideal vacation would be; what they would do if they won the lottery; etc.

Places to daydream are many. You can daydream on vacation; on a busy day in the office; anytime when you’re in a class; while walking to class (watch out for that tree!!); while sitting at your desk, writing your parents a letter home or while writing down your to-do list (as I would be doing).

Some people can imagine themselves far, far away with that really cute guy from Biology class; sipping champagne from their lottery winnings; eating a deluxe room service meal in a five star hotel with a view of the ocean surrounded by ten of their closest friends and NOT having to worry about who, how, or when they are going to pay for that luxury.

Everyone daydreams at leasat once per day, it’s sometimes just a happening of life. If you catch yourself daydreaming, don’t get off the cloud or put a jacket on to hide yourself from the wind that is blowing; embrace it because some of your great ideas can come from your daydreams.

Sometimes you just need to sit back and dream~whether it be day or night.

Sweet Dreams,


Compilation of Quotes

~ Knowing others is intelligence; knowing yourself is true wisdom. Mastering others is strength, mastering yourself is true power. –Lao-Tzu

~ Diamonds are nothing more than chunks of coal that stuck to their jobs. –Malcolm S. Forbes

~ Life is like an onion: You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep. –Carl Sandburg

~ Hatred and bitterness can never cure the disease of fear; only love can do that. Hatred paralyses life; love harmonises it. Hatred darkens life; love illumines it. –Martin Luther King

~ Mountaintops inspire leaders but valleys mature them. –Winston Churchill

~ He who asks a question is a fool for a minute; he who does not remains a fool forever. –Chinese Proverb

~ The masculine grows by challenge but the feminine grows by praise. –David Deida

~ Seven days without laughter make one weak. –Joel Goodman

~Leaders are made, they are not born. They are made by hard effort, which is the price which all os us must pay to achieve any goal that is worthwhile. –Vince Lombardi

~ Leadership is action, not a position. –Donald H. McGennon

Give Time To Our Family

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She said, “I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you.”

The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally. That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie. “What’s wrong, are you well?” she asked.

My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news. “I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you,” I responded. “Just the two of us.” She thought about it for a moment, and then said, “I would like that very much.”

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel’s. “I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed, “she said, as she got into the car. “They can’t wait to hear about our meeting.”

We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. “It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,” she said. “Then it’s time that you relax and let me return the favor,” I responded. During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation – nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other’s life. We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said, “I’ll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.” I agreed.

“How was your dinner date?” asked my wife when I got home. “Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,” I answered.

A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn’t have a chance to do anything for her. Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined. An attached note said: “I paid this bill in advance. I wasn’t sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates – one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son.”

At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: “I LOVE YOU” and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till “some other time.”


I found this story on http://academictips.org/blogs/give-time-to-our-family/

I hope you enjoy it and your family,


Two Choices… Which One Will You Pick?

 We Have Two Choices

Jerry was the kind of guy you love to hate. He was always in a good mood and always had something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, “If I were any better, I would be twins!”

He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.

Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, “I don’t get it! You can’t be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?” Jerry replied, “Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Jerry, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.’ I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life.”

“Yeah, right, it’s not that easy,” I protested. “Yes it is,” Jerry said. “Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It’s your choice how you live life.” I reflected on what Jerry said.

Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it. Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body.

I saw Jerry about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, “If I were any better, I’d be twins. Wanna see my scars?” I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place.

“The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door,” Jerry replied. “Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live, or I could choose to die. I chose to live. “Weren’t you scared? Did you lose consciousness?” I asked. Jerry continued,

“The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the emergency room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read, he’s a dead man. ” I knew I needed to take action.” “What did you do?” I asked. “Well, there was a big, burly nurse shouting questions at me,” said Jerry. “She asked if I was allergic to anything. yes,’ I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, ‘Bullets!’ Over their laughter, I told them, ‘I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.”

Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully.

Attitude, after all, is everything.

What Do You Make?

From A School Principal’s speech at a  graduation..

He said  “Doctor wants his child to become a doctor.

Engineer wants his child to become engineer.

Businessman wants his ward to become CEO.

BUT a teacher also wants his child to become one of them.

Nobody wants to become a teacher BY CHOICE”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?”


To stress his point he said to another guest;

“You’re a teacher, Bonnie.  Be honest. What do you make?”


Teacher Bonnie, who had a reputation for honesty and frankness replied,

“You want to know what I make?

(She paused for a second, then began…)


“Well, I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could.


make a C+ feel like the Congressional Medal of Honor winner.


make kids sit through 40 minutes of class time when their parents can’t

make them sit for 5 min. without an I Pod, Game Cube or movie rental.


You want to know what I make?

(She paused again and looked at each and every person at the table)


make kids wonder.


make them question.


make them apologize and mean it.


make them have respect and take responsibility for their actions.


I teach them how to write and then I make them write.

Keyboarding isn’t everything.


make them read, read, read.


make them show all their work in math.

They use their God given brain, not the man-made calculator.


make my students from other countries learn everything they need

to know about English while preserving their unique cultural identity.


make my classroom a place where all my students feel safe.


Finally, I make them understand that if they use the gifts they

were given, work hard, and follow their hearts, they can succeed in life


( Bonnie paused one last time and then continued.)


Then, when people try to judge me by what I make, with me knowing money isn’t everything, I can hold my head up high and pay no attention because they are ignorant. You want to know what I make?




What do you make Mr. CEO?


His jaw dropped; he went silent.


Thank you all for wanting to become a teacher! You will make a difference!!