<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284</id><updated>2011-11-01T19:17:39.739-05:00</updated><category term='teaching students'/><category term='jokes'/><category term='students teaching students'/><category term='China'/><category term='higher-level thinking'/><category term='hop'/><category term='Orion Space Capsule'/><category term='mad monkey locker mess'/><category term='dustin'/><category term='Can You Find the Girls'/><category term='lesson planning'/><category term='intuition'/><category term='Work Hard ~ Play Hard'/><category term='student self-evaluation'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='dreaming'/><category 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Size of the FIGHT in the Cat'/><category term='positive thinking'/><category term='Mr. Stuart&apos;s Class'/><category term='Cambridge University'/><category term='students'/><category term='feeling unstoppable'/><category term='air pressure'/><category term='taneicea'/><category term='In The News'/><category term='The Mad Monkey Madness'/><category term='Antartica'/><category term='life'/><category term='internationalism'/><category term='Mrs. Gryna'/><category term='Give Without Seeking Anything in Return'/><category term='Robert Frost'/><category term='Bella'/><category term='Frederick Douglass'/><category term='lines of symmetry'/><category term='history'/><category term='Bloopers'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='fractions'/><category term='Henry Ford'/><category term='school photos'/><category term='salamander amphibian'/><category term='Doctor Lachinski'/><category term='Comedic Genius'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='scientific method'/><category term='working in pairs'/><category term='environemental problems'/><category term='Amanda'/><category term='NASA'/><category term='Memories Made on Friday'/><category term='class projects'/><title type='text'>Stuart's Spectacular Students</title><subtitle type='html'>This is dedicated to my amazing students. The goal is for each and every one of them to feel unstoppable by the time they walk out of the classroom door for the final time in May. This chronicles their journey; their own Chronicles of Self-Actualization.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>334</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-9025262192837574084</id><published>2011-08-13T05:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T05:21:01.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here to Light Up the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wattpad.com/1218271-gabby-and-the-three-witches-chapter-one-~-hello"&gt;Chapter One ~ Hello Gabby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.wattpad.com/1218271-gabby-and-the-three-witches-chapter-one-~-hello"&gt;http://www.wattpad.com/1218271-gabby-and-the-three-witches-chapter-one-~-hello&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; 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Two'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-6481875847906091205</id><published>2011-04-13T03:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T03:25:03.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SCA124</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OyYslx4Zhc0/TaVdzRNHYnI/AAAAAAAARG8/hB9IaAkhvSs/s1600/SCA124MC3R.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OyYslx4Zhc0/TaVdzRNHYnI/AAAAAAAARG8/hB9IaAkhvSs/s320/SCA124MC3R.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-6481875847906091205?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/6481875847906091205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=6481875847906091205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/6481875847906091205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/6481875847906091205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2011/04/sca124.html' title='SCA124'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OyYslx4Zhc0/TaVdzRNHYnI/AAAAAAAARG8/hB9IaAkhvSs/s72-c/SCA124MC3R.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-6102603808710506663</id><published>2010-10-18T17:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T17:53:38.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Children's Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TLzM6u0G_jI/AAAAAAAARFk/tm2w4E1sagQ/s1600/Snowfia+is+So+Cool.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TLzM6u0G_jI/AAAAAAAARFk/tm2w4E1sagQ/s1600/Snowfia+is+So+Cool.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I originally wrote this with Sofia in mind, &lt;br /&gt;after our water fight today in my classroom after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I told my principal I'd be good,&lt;br /&gt;and keep my room orderly being the golden rule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But behaving myself is just too much,&lt;br /&gt;when childlike fun leaps into my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TLzNo2GNTFI/AAAAAAAARFs/goB8Jg2ENDg/s1600/FEELING+BIG.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TLzNo2GNTFI/AAAAAAAARFs/goB8Jg2ENDg/s1600/FEELING+BIG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Knowing how to fill those around me with powerful happiness,&lt;br /&gt;has become my work of art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every child in all four classes is growing,&lt;br /&gt;some as much as 900% higher from where they used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the look of fire in their eyes today told me,&lt;br /&gt;they were ablaze with the new horizons they could see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TLzNo2GNTFI/AAAAAAAARFs/goB8Jg2ENDg/s1600/FEELING+BIG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TLzNhU-mafI/AAAAAAAARFo/d3xYt2BiZp4/s1600/cart+cleaning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TLzNhU-mafI/AAAAAAAARFo/d3xYt2BiZp4/s1600/cart+cleaning.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I begin to question my sanity for giving so much,&lt;br /&gt;and not trying to teach but empower for life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remind myself that for 60 minutes at a time I can do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TLzM6u0G_jI/AAAAAAAARFk/tm2w4E1sagQ/s1600/Snowfia+is+So+Cool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And that this is the Children's Hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z6tV-sQRp44?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z6tV-sQRp44?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sample of the kind of growth happening just within the first 2 months of school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDIVIDUAL INDIVIDUAL&lt;br /&gt;FALL FALL     FALL&lt;br /&gt;TEST RETEST GROWTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4% 36% 900%&lt;br /&gt;12% 48% 400%&lt;br /&gt;16% 48% 300%&lt;br /&gt;20% 48% 240%&lt;br /&gt;20% 44% 220%&lt;br /&gt;24% 52% 217%&lt;br /&gt;28% 60% 214%&lt;br /&gt;28% 60% 214%&lt;br /&gt;36% 76% 211%&lt;br /&gt;28% 56% 200%&lt;br /&gt;36% 68% 189%&lt;br /&gt;28% 48% 171%&lt;br /&gt;48% 80% 167%&lt;br /&gt;56% 92% 164%&lt;br /&gt;44% 72% 164%&lt;br /&gt;44% 72% 164%&lt;br /&gt;32% 52% 163%&lt;br /&gt;44% 68% 155%&lt;br /&gt;48% 72% 150%&lt;br /&gt;40% 60% 150%&lt;br /&gt;48% 68% 142%&lt;br /&gt;40% 56% 140%&lt;br /&gt;36% 44% 122%&lt;br /&gt;44% 52% 118%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-6102603808710506663?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/6102603808710506663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=6102603808710506663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/6102603808710506663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/6102603808710506663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/10/childrens-hour.html' title='The Children&apos;s Hour'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TLzM6u0G_jI/AAAAAAAARFk/tm2w4E1sagQ/s72-c/Snowfia+is+So+Cool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-8146371173966054675</id><published>2010-09-19T19:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T19:46:09.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Spirits Rising to the Heavens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TJakcHS43sI/AAAAAAAAREk/nOWMulPqKlk/s1600/SHANGHAI.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TJakcHS43sI/AAAAAAAAREk/nOWMulPqKlk/s320/SHANGHAI.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taking a walk with Shanghai around the lake....reflecting on the weekend.Friday night went to the school's family night and read my new book to them, then went to see a student from last year play volleyball. Her little sister said I was awesome for coming just to see her big sis. I told her if I didn't believe her sis was awesome I wouldn't have come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home to bed, making it to the top of the stairs before crashing on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night I was invited to see the butterfly dance once again, and once again felt like I had entered the world that exists between this one and Heaven......it's here on earth, but so rarely do we allow ourselves to freely develop our beauty that we can only imagine it existing in some far away place at hopefully a far away time.....which we prefer to call Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TJanvE-rqUI/AAAAAAAARE0/HkV_aORT3Cc/s1600/belly+dancer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TJanvE-rqUI/AAAAAAAARE0/HkV_aORT3Cc/s320/belly+dancer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As I watched the dancers (absolutely mesmerized and blown away by the belly dancers) I added India to the list of places I had to experience....and began writing down my thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;The how isn't as important as the why. Passion beyond belief &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;becomes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; belief. Belief is the driving force behind dream creation (going to India).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our bodies are absolutely beautiful.....not the media-promoted bodies, but the body expressing itself freely and beautifully.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mia moglie prossimo sarà indiano (Italian for 'My next wife is going to be Indian) - (Again, written while watching the belly dancers).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Burning Passion - for life....for laughter....for love....for living each moment I exist."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D0rRATeNPek?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D0rRATeNPek?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupesh was singing and instead of spending money on food, I bought his CD to spend on uplifting my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TJapbNfepPI/AAAAAAAARE8/XJrNmoE1w_M/s1600/1-american+indian+butterfly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TJapbNfepPI/AAAAAAAARE8/XJrNmoE1w_M/s320/1-american+indian+butterfly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the butterfly's mom took a photo of her and I on my motorcycle (the Panther &amp;amp; the Butterfly), she said I would be one of those teachers her daughter would remember forever, just as the former student's grandmother from Friday night had said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove away knowing that I wanted these children to remember me as someone who believed in them and thought they were worth giving extra too.....causing them to believe in themselves as adults and continue giving to themselves.........and that I wouldn't be that one teacher who did this.....but one of many!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TJapfhR3BvI/AAAAAAAARFE/7hfeOjRtd6E/s1600/1-black+panther.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TJapfhR3BvI/AAAAAAAARFE/7hfeOjRtd6E/s320/1-black+panther.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this dream HAS to happen, and it's going to take so much spirit that even though I woke up this morning not wanting to move, I went to a Hindu temple service and was absolutely blown away by how much it paralleled the science behind Quantum Physics. It was over much too fast and I can't wait to take my kids next week when they're with me, watching at least one of them play the tambourine their first time there just as I had done today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to look for a bongo/lap drum with my new friend Nana, whom I watched in amazement during the ceremony, prompting me to ask him if he would teach me how to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I visited a Taoist temple on my way home and am excited to take my children there for a Chinese dinner this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am called a "free spirit". Does this mean the alternative is to be a "trapped spirit"? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all of this couldn't compare to the simple words from my Grandma before we hung up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TJak3suTBQI/AAAAAAAAREs/nuKjiONN79Y/s1600/SUNSET.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TJak3suTBQI/AAAAAAAAREs/nuKjiONN79Y/s320/SUNSET.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Goodnight Adam. I love you."&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;picture taken from one of my favorite meditation spots)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take her love for me and send it back out into the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight world. I love you. Tomorrow we'll wake up and live as the big, giant and free spirits we really are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind every god is love,and with love behind you, there is no where to grow but up to the heavens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a heavenly day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-8146371173966054675?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/8146371173966054675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=8146371173966054675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8146371173966054675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8146371173966054675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/09/free-spirits-rising-to-heavens.html' title='Free Spirits Rising to the Heavens'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TJakcHS43sI/AAAAAAAAREk/nOWMulPqKlk/s72-c/SHANGHAI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-5100856289585320674</id><published>2010-09-14T01:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T01:59:01.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Realities to Step Into</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TI8R4HeAWGI/AAAAAAAARD8/0xvmy1WjAKU/s1600/101_2705.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TI8R4HeAWGI/AAAAAAAARD8/0xvmy1WjAKU/s320/101_2705.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Rise from the dead and kiss the stars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TI8RSsCA86I/AAAAAAAARD0/jOqCLaNx1JU/s1600/101_4541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TI8RSsCA86I/AAAAAAAARD0/jOqCLaNx1JU/s320/101_4541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's time to become who you really are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of Bella learning about Martin Luther King's courage at his museum in Atlanta, then applying that courage to her own life as she faced her fears on Cedar Point's scariest rides in Ohio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TI8VL9sRh_I/AAAAAAAAREE/WnjyE19whfg/s1600/101_3652.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TI8VL9sRh_I/AAAAAAAAREE/WnjyE19whfg/s320/101_3652.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How we experience the experiences we go through creates the realities we step into.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TI8YgKK6s1I/AAAAAAAAREM/gZmIjITwxmg/s1600/101b4180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TI8Y4cyFpDI/AAAAAAAAREU/kpi7orWbvFU/s1600/101_4333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TI8Y4cyFpDI/AAAAAAAAREU/kpi7orWbvFU/s320/101_4333.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All I want is for my children (and students) to experience life in a way that allows them to continually create better and brighter realities to step into.........one positive and powerful thought, feeling and action after another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-5100856289585320674?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/5100856289585320674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=5100856289585320674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/5100856289585320674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/5100856289585320674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-realities-to-step-into.html' title='New Realities to Step Into'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TI8R4HeAWGI/AAAAAAAARD8/0xvmy1WjAKU/s72-c/101_2705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-6696117399650346200</id><published>2010-09-02T05:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T05:31:46.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are the Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TH9xrzIsuNI/AAAAAAAARDM/ZLGn7zNTOZ8/s1600/SOFIA+DANCING.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TH9xrzIsuNI/AAAAAAAARDM/ZLGn7zNTOZ8/s320/SOFIA+DANCING.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've heard it said that when a butterfly flaps its wings the effect can be felt on the other side of the world. It's a 100+ year-old metaphor used in chaos theory that one small action in a dynamic or changing system can not only have an effect on the whole, but create a long-term change in that system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our small actions can lead to one big change, in our life, in the life of another, or in the world at large, whatever the system is that we're trying to effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TH94MXIkheI/AAAAAAAARDc/LiKvpI_Y1UQ/s1600/photo%283%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TH94MXIkheI/AAAAAAAARDc/LiKvpI_Y1UQ/s320/photo%283%29.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday night I was the one affected in a big way by the beautiful butterfly dancing up on stage. Her dancing, the amazing vocal talent of Rupesh, my own daughter dancing around after the competition was over......Made me realize that WE are the butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we have the courage to even TRY to live our dreams, we flap our wings and affect others in a positive way, be it in the room or clear across the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It filled my heart with love and peace.....this is what life is about - freely and fearlessly expressing the truth and beauty inside of us, flapping our wings and changing the world in more beautiful way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I received this picture from a former student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TH9jaUCVqMI/AAAAAAAARDE/BPpCHlhPSwE/s1600/FEELING+BIG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TH9jaUCVqMI/AAAAAAAARDE/BPpCHlhPSwE/s320/FEELING+BIG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's loving middle school and loving life, dreaming and doing bigger than ever before. And because of this, she's feeling big in this world and flapping her wings, effecting great change in herself and the world around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year when she was thinking and doing little I would flap my wings and let her know. Having potential means nothing if you don't use it, and by teaching her as the brilliant, creative individual she was, not only did she go up a level on the state test, but she went up a level in who she was and what she was capable of doing and being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday in class a student came up to me complaining that she's only been in the country for two years and it isn't fair for me to expect her to produce as much as the other students because they've been here 8 years longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her the truly fair thing for me to do was to expect her to work 8 times harder. She began to cry, just as the student in the picture above did last year when I told her she had to flap her wings harder (&lt;i&gt;flashing me back to when Patrice was in my class&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;a href="http://samuraiteaching.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-of-mohicans-tribute-to-patrice.html"&gt;The Last of the Mohicans - A Tribute to Patrice&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't trying to make her cry but get her out of her cocoon and to see herself as I did, a beautiful butterfly capable of much bigger thought and action. Instead of lowering the bar for her I raised it, challenging her to get more points on the online math program than she has ever done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did she do that, but this morning I can see she worked harder than all but 2 of her classmates, outworking 18 others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm going to stand on the desks and invite her to join me, in celebration for flapping her wings so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the truth is, what she does in her life will echo in her world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if she does it big enough, brilliantly enough, and beautifully enough......it will echo in eternity as to what we all can do and be........our biggest, most brilliant and beautiful selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zKiW3DH_Ih8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zKiW3DH_Ih8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-6696117399650346200?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/6696117399650346200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=6696117399650346200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/6696117399650346200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/6696117399650346200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-are-butterfly.html' title='We Are the Butterfly'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TH9xrzIsuNI/AAAAAAAARDM/ZLGn7zNTOZ8/s72-c/SOFIA+DANCING.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-6287733392127075155</id><published>2010-07-31T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T10:22:06.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twelve Days of Summer Family Vacation 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo60d7tOBI/AAAAAAAARA0/FJOqEOdYTqg/s1600/101_3169.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo60d7tOBI/AAAAAAAARA0/FJOqEOdYTqg/s320/101_3169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDoykcZzTlI/AAAAAAAAQ_s/5M3xQjZY3e8/s1600/101_3450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Twelve days of travel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDpmI1zLNrI/AAAAAAAARBM/aE1xJAqbkk8/s1600/101_5310.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDpmI1zLNrI/AAAAAAAARBM/aE1xJAqbkk8/s320/101_5310.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve days of fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDoxqADa-tI/AAAAAAAAQ_k/z9vzFIUiEAs/s1600/101_3429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDoxqADa-tI/AAAAAAAAQ_k/z9vzFIUiEAs/s320/101_3429.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Twelve days of adventure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo2iTgJwWI/AAAAAAAARAM/9djMG8Q20_E/s1600/101_3449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo2iTgJwWI/AAAAAAAARAM/9djMG8Q20_E/s320/101_3449.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the rain and in the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo5lAaC9fI/AAAAAAAARAs/sZPL_9yFtPw/s1600/000_0012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo5lAaC9fI/AAAAAAAARAs/sZPL_9yFtPw/s320/000_0012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDoskDYMQAI/AAAAAAAAQ-0/YVQxN4O7_fA/s1600/101_3232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDoskDYMQAI/AAAAAAAAQ-0/YVQxN4O7_fA/s1600/101_3232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunting for hidden treasures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo2DAJGQfI/AAAAAAAARAE/ZP-p7f4gjbA/s1600/101_3458.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo2DAJGQfI/AAAAAAAARAE/ZP-p7f4gjbA/s320/101_3458.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeking the truth we desperately need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo_PskQRbI/AAAAAAAARBE/pQZNOiRwdAI/s1600/101_2705.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo_PskQRbI/AAAAAAAARBE/pQZNOiRwdAI/s320/101_2705.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to voices from beyond the grave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo2DAJGQfI/AAAAAAAARAE/ZP-p7f4gjbA/s1600/101_3458.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo43NJ32HI/AAAAAAAARAk/jFl34Sfi_CU/s1600/101_5189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo43NJ32HI/AAAAAAAARAk/jFl34Sfi_CU/s320/101_5189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDpwBlrLtrI/AAAAAAAARBU/k8_sl6cdY_Y/s1600/101_4564.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of how every human can succeed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo43NJ32HI/AAAAAAAARAk/jFl34Sfi_CU/s1600/101_5189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDosL2-JQ9I/AAAAAAAAQ-k/2pN6IISx5Gw/s1600/101_5758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDoskDYMQAI/AAAAAAAAQ-0/YVQxN4O7_fA/s1600/101_3232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDoskDYMQAI/AAAAAAAAQ-0/YVQxN4O7_fA/s320/101_3232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDouFOP_91I/AAAAAAAAQ-8/RJB0jv0Gdgk/s1600/101_3252.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDovqFRCg_I/AAAAAAAAQ_U/x_MZN_kzq_g/s1600/000_0068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying the laws of nature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo3kyiHR-I/AAAAAAAARAU/IbDUonfOmBw/s1600/101_3371.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo3kyiHR-I/AAAAAAAARAU/IbDUonfOmBw/s320/101_3371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the amazing nature of man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDosL2-JQ9I/AAAAAAAAQ-k/2pN6IISx5Gw/s1600/101_5758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDosL2-JQ9I/AAAAAAAAQ-k/2pN6IISx5Gw/s320/101_5758.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDoskDYMQAI/AAAAAAAAQ-0/YVQxN4O7_fA/s1600/101_3232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDosS6YYFpI/AAAAAAAAQ-s/1ep7c-FWMtM/s1600/101_5759.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening up all my senses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDosS6YYFpI/AAAAAAAAQ-s/1ep7c-FWMtM/s1600/101_5759.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDosS6YYFpI/AAAAAAAAQ-s/1ep7c-FWMtM/s320/101_5759.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To take us from "I can't" to "I can"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDougsRA1GI/AAAAAAAAQ_E/RTng1eKW6dk/s1600/000_0035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo4FdiRu1I/AAAAAAAARAc/Fq69vEza14Y/s1600/101_3405.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo4FdiRu1I/AAAAAAAARAc/Fq69vEza14Y/s320/101_3405.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a life worth living&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDovH-uoy3I/AAAAAAAAQ_M/p787klL1tUo/s1600/000_0061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDougsRA1GI/AAAAAAAAQ_E/RTng1eKW6dk/s1600/000_0035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDougsRA1GI/AAAAAAAAQ_E/RTng1eKW6dk/s320/000_0035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As exhausting as it can be&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDovH-uoy3I/AAAAAAAAQ_M/p787klL1tUo/s1600/000_0061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDovH-uoy3I/AAAAAAAAQ_M/p787klL1tUo/s320/000_0061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a life worth giving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo8Sn5BQPI/AAAAAAAARA8/ew_aeUeBvM4/s1600/101_4468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo8Sn5BQPI/AAAAAAAARA8/ew_aeUeBvM4/s320/101_4468.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Adam Stuart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDowxvAC5hI/AAAAAAAAQ_c/f3nikfsPlJk/s1600/101_3324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 29th, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(written on my little sister's 40th birthday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDpwBlrLtrI/AAAAAAAARBU/k8_sl6cdY_Y/s1600/101_4564.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDpwBlrLtrI/AAAAAAAARBU/k8_sl6cdY_Y/s320/101_4564.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;All I know is love. It's a very "Forrest Gump"-like love in that it's simple and pure, and all I've become made of.....and believe is inside everyone of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know even more after this trip exploring the sites of MLK, the Parthenon replica in Nashville, Mammoth Cave, Abe Lincoln, Thomas Edison, Henry Ford, Native Americans and the Wright Brothers that EVERY child can be reached in EVERY classroom, that child abuse DOESN'T have to exist, and that terrorism CAN BE counteracted with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this love has to be POWERFUL, PURPOSEFUL, POSITIVE, PLAYFUL and PASSIONATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to be BIG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to become so big inside of us that WE BECOME BIGGER BY IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a big dream.....One that's going to take as many big dreamers as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;You will find men who want to be carried on the shoulders of others, who think that the world owes them a living. They don't seem to see that we must all lift together and pull together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/h/henryford151870.html"&gt;Henry Ford&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-6287733392127075155?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/6287733392127075155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=6287733392127075155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/6287733392127075155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/6287733392127075155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/07/twelve-days-of-summer-family-vacation.html' title='Twelve Days of Summer Family Vacation 2010'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TDo60d7tOBI/AAAAAAAARA0/FJOqEOdYTqg/s72-c/101_3169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-4085561203991381382</id><published>2010-06-17T11:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T11:58:15.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are All Connected ~ Creating Firelands</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBeA6RuR4fI/AAAAAAAAQ7A/Jh8fED2uBsM/s1600/101_2559_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="382" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBeA6RuR4fI/AAAAAAAAQ7A/Jh8fED2uBsM/s400/101_2559_edited.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those photos that holds me and won't let me go, as if it's grabbing me and saying, "&lt;i&gt;Look! There is more here than meets the eye. Here is an answer to one of your questions. Don't look away.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student in the picture is crying after I read "Oh! The Places You'll Go!" by Dr. Seuss to the class on the last day of school, and the one I wrote this post about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We Are All Connected&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to share a comment I left on a student's photo. I think it reflects how important we all are to the world around us when we allow ourselves to be our best and brightest selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this student's foto I was in the background with my hands on the shoulders of the student who was the hardest to reach, but WAS reachable, thanks in large part to the student I wrote this to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Prince of Persia said, It was "Difficult, but not impossible". We are all treasures worth fighting for and protecting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;".....you brought such a positive, pure loving energy into the classroom that I felt and used to give to and empower others. Without you I’m not sure I would have had the strength and energy to reach everybody else, including those hardest to reach. But we did it! WE did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I got on you so hard when you would break down and shut down. Who you are and the positive impact you can have on the world around you is far too great not to be turned loose like a mighty river. You make a very BIG difference in the lives of others. You did in mine, and in the lives of those I reached out to, helping how “we are all connected” become even clearer to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the same with her older sister who four years ago was very brilliant yet very shy. I challenged her to do something she was afraid of, which was going on the school news. She agreed to apply for a position as long as it was behind the camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the technology director who ran the news and asked him to try to get her in front of the camera, which she eventually found the courage to do, and was the focus of a post called, "Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf? Not B___!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month I went to her 8th grade Shakespearean play, and was so blown away with her performance I gave her a stone I found outside of Shakespeare's Globe theater in London, with this note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype name="City" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Verdana; panose-1:2 11 6 4 3 5 4 4 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:536871559 0 0 0 415 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}span.bodysi1 {mso-style-name:bodysi1; mso-ansi-font-size:8.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana; mso-ascii-font-family:Verdana; mso-hansi-font-family:Verdana; color:black; font-style:italic;}@page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Dear B___, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;This is a stone I found outside Shakespeare’s original Globe Theater in &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. After watching you during your school performance of his &lt;i&gt;A Midsummer Night’s Dream&lt;/i&gt; I wanted to give it to you to let you know I see real greatness in you too. &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;There is absolutely no limit to what you can do or be in this world, except for the limits you give yourself. As Shakespeare said, “&lt;i&gt;To be or not to be – that is the question&lt;/i&gt;”. (&lt;i&gt;Hamlet&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;How big will you allow yourself to be? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon 'em&lt;/i&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;~ William Shakespeare (&lt;span class="bodysi1"&gt;Twelfth Night, 2:5)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Always be your biggest, most beautiful self. At times this can take more courage and energy than you think you have. The bigger your dreams the bigger the fears and obstacles you’re going to have to overcome.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Do it anyway. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Because when you make your dreams happen, you give others around you the courage and energy to make their dreams happen too. So….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodysi1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Be big in courage, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodysi1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Be big in smarts&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodysi1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Be big in happiness&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodysi1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Be big in heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="bodysi1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal;"&gt;We’re all going to die someday. My question to you is, “What are you going to die for?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="bodysi1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal;"&gt;The answer is, “Whatever it is you end up living for.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="bodysi1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal;"&gt;Are you going to live just to get by and “make a living”? Or are you going to live for something so big inside of you that it changes the world on the outside? Live passionately for something so wonderful that it lives on after your death.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once&lt;/i&gt;.” William Shakespeare (&lt;span class="bodysi1"&gt;Julius Caesar, 2:2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I see greatness in you, and give this Shakespeare stone so that every time you look at it, you see and feel your greatness even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Adam Stuart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have since given away six more Shakespeare Stones to six more incredible young spirits. One of them whom I didn't even know but was so impressed by her, was moved on such a deep level that her mother told me she cried after reading it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we may not be able to move solid objects with our energy, this is proof that we are all incredibly capable of elevating other human beings with our elevated, appreciative energies.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nxIuMZcblYw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nxIuMZcblYw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have this person's younger sister in my class this year, and although it was only for 3 short weeks, it was more than enough time to see she was far better than I was at organization. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I allowed her to teach me and will continue to apply her wisdom next year, calling it "KDM Time" and trying to stop teaching 5 minutes before class ends and have the students help me clean and organize the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBn-n9L3L4I/AAAAAAAAQ88/3L8zHTtmOqo/s1600/emerson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBn-n9L3L4I/AAAAAAAAQ88/3L8zHTtmOqo/s320/emerson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;In my walks, every man I meet is my superior in some way, and in that I learn from him&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;— Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Einstein proved that time and space (the reality of our world) is a result of where we tell our matter and energy to go (our bodies, thoughts and feelings). Our brains pick up 4 billion bits of information a second, but can only process 2,000 of those bits at a time (an example of how we only use 3-5% of our brains in this time and space of our evolution as human beings).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us choose to process information that serves to confirm our current reality or what we have been told is our reality, instead of seeing past "what is" and into "what could be", in both ourselves and in others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBoDayhs3OI/AAAAAAAAQ9E/oLVZVwtkrb0/s1600/101_2559_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="383" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBoDayhs3OI/AAAAAAAAQ9E/oLVZVwtkrb0/s400/101_2559_edited.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day after this was taken I was standing next to a child abuser whom the law hadn't been able to stop, which meant the child was falling through the cracks. While the parents of the child hugging me are phenomenal (and the dad is technically the step dad but so much of a real father he's the kind of man I was writing about in a post called, &lt;a href="http://samuraiteaching.blogspot.com/2008/01/be-more-of-man.html"&gt;Be More of a Man&lt;/a&gt;), the parent of the child in danger is much less than phenomenal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object data="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf" height="128" style="height: 128px; width: 220px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="220"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=57640820&amp;path=2010/06/17&amp;mycolor=222222&amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=true&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/57640820" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Music" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" style="border-style: none;" title="Get Music Tracks!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Playlist" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" style="border-style: none;" title="Create A Playlist!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Music&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Ironically the "Be More of a Man" post, intended to bring out the best in my fellow man, is the one I've received the most death threats on from "tough guys" feeling threatened by what was said and feeling they have to prove their "manhood", making me feel we have a long way to go before we're where we could be&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem about child abuse was sent to me by my Scottish "brother", Stuart, over in Scotland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's a terribly sad poem but terribly true for too many children. Too terrible to allow to happen if it can be stopped. "&lt;i&gt;The National Child Abuse and Neglect Data System (NCANDS) reported &lt;b&gt;an estimated 1,760 child fatalities in 2007&lt;/b&gt;....With the exception of FFY 2005, the number and rate of fatalities have been increasing over the past 5 years&lt;/i&gt;." (http://www.childwelfare.gov/pubs/factsheets/fatality.cfm#children)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And where the traditional/legal means aren't working, it's time for non-traditional means to enter. Otherwise it's letting people get away with murder; physically, mentally and emotionally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's called "Daddy it Hurts"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Chris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am three,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My eyes are swollen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I must be stupid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I must be bad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What else could have made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My daddy so mad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I were better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I weren't ugly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then maybe my mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Would still want to hug me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cant do a wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cant speak at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or else im locked up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All day long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When im awake im all alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The house is dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My folks arent home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When my mommy does come home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll try and be nice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So maybe ill just get&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One whipping tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just heard a car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My daddy is back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From Chariles bar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hear him curse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My name is called&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I press myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Against the wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try to hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From his evil eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im so afraid now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm starting to cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He finds me weeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Calls me ugly words,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He says its my fault&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He suffers at work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He slaps and hits me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yells at me more,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally get free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And run to the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hes already locked it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I start to bawl,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He takes me and throws me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Against the hard wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I fall to the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my bones nearly broken,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And my daddy continues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With more bad words spoken,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Im sorry!", I scream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But its now much to late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His face has been twisted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Into a unimaginable shape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hurt and the pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again and again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O please God, have mercy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O please let it end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he finally stops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And heads for the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I lay there motionless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sprawled on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My name is Chris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am three,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight my daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Murdered me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Anonymous &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this sounds blasphemous, but I don't care. Where God doesn't show up I'm stepping in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I was, standing next to this person, pretending not to know anything, using the excuse I had bumped into his kid earlier and I was just stopping by to say "hi" (&lt;i&gt;which I had to set up a few days earlier by literally bumping into him on the street&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;and talking to him until I found something I liked about him&lt;/i&gt;).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I wasn't feeling strong, completely worn out from the school year. As he talked I wanted to take my hand and separate his head from his neck. He disgusted me. But using violence to stop violence only makes the problem worse. When I'm not around, what's he do? More violence to his kid. No cycle is broken, no better future created, only already broken people being further beaten and broken down, and if they survive this most likely repeating it in their future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The highest and most evolved forms of strength and intelligence serve to find solutions to problems. Forcing kids to learn and behave doesn't make them want to learn on their own and govern themselves. It's even worse with adults. So how in the world, how in this time and space, was I supposed to have the strength to not be violent and have the intelligence to plant seeds of him being more of a man, while at the same time stopping the abuse? &lt;i&gt;(turn off the song if it starts to replay)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBoDayhs3OI/AAAAAAAAQ9E/oLVZVwtkrb0/s1600/101_2559_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="383" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBoDayhs3OI/AAAAAAAAQ9E/oLVZVwtkrb0/s400/101_2559_edited.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is what I saw in my head. This is what came to me and what I felt in my heart. This moment was the answer. Great, big, powerful and pure love that her parents and sisters and past teachers had given so much of it to her that she was able to give it to me........and by the true grace of this beautiful person, I was able to find enough of it within myself to give it to this man so ugly inside, so he would be able to give it to his son who was dying inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The only way to change someone's future is to change what they are doing, thinking and feeling in the present. I know it seems crazy, but as Seal said, "&lt;i&gt;Miracles will happen while we dream. But we're never going to survive unless we get a little crazy&lt;/i&gt;." The bigger the dream, the crazier and more passionate we are about turning it into a reality......the bigger the possible miracle as a result. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a miracle doesn't produce one. You have get hungry, or crazy, for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object data="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mff-touch.swf" height="390" style="height: 390px; width: 235px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="235"&gt;&lt;param name="movie"value="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mff-touch.swf" /&gt;&lt;paramname="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"/&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode"value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars"value="myid=57650993&amp;amp;path=2010/06/17&amp;amp;mycolor=FFC75E&amp;amp;mycolor2=562B00&amp;amp;mycolor3=EB0056&amp;amp;autoplay=true&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/57650993" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Music" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" style="border-style: none;" title="GetMusic Tracks!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Playlist" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" style="border-style: none;" title="CreateA Playlist!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Music&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as a good teacher creates understanding and new thoughts by connecting what they don't know to what they do know, I stopped paying attention to everything about him that disgusted and angered me, and started discovering and processing as quickly as possible everything he was saying for insights into how he knew his world to be and how he could justify what he did.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Instead of "teaching him a thing or two" I had to first learn a thing or two about him. This created the teaching moment that I don't think would have been possible had this girl not allowed herself to feel what she did and hug me with such love and vulnerability to give me a vision and FEELING of how good and pure we all can be, even this "bad" and "ugly" person I was trying to help become good and beautiful.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBpN36yJt3I/AAAAAAAAQ9M/nQK5qMux-84/s1600/1-einstein.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBpN36yJt3I/AAAAAAAAQ9M/nQK5qMux-84/s320/1-einstein.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I used "Fireland" (my nickname for her) and Einstein to help me see a new "time and space" for this person as I&amp;nbsp; planted seeds of how he could change and to do it in a way his brain could make sense of it. I talked about how his child WAS good and how good parenting could bring it out even more. Ideas of how my own father handled me when I was "bad" were shared to enlighten and guide him to what he could do differently right now and after I left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And after awhile when he began to feel he could trust me he confessed that he had trouble controlling his anger.&amp;nbsp; I went back to the day before and felt the hug and all the strength it had in it. I looked in his eyes and said lovingly, yet firmly, that I would help him anyway I could, including that whatever he did to his child from now on I would do to him. Before I left I told him I was his brother and not his enemy, and as a brother he could count on me bringing out the best in him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's embarrassing to admit it wasn't the ideal solution. I feel I operate in the "in-between" worlds of what is and what could be, not yet quite smart enough to get others or myself to change immediately nor strong enough to hold back my own anger sometimes when enough is enough and I've reached my limit. Once a new standard has been set there are lines that cannot be allowed to be crossed any longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBpOkiZttxI/AAAAAAAAQ9c/nYaF6mj2jbQ/s1600/mlk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBpOkiZttxI/AAAAAAAAQ9c/nYaF6mj2jbQ/s320/mlk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But I am getting there. I know this because I'm still searching for more answers and using my brain to see past what is and into what could be, processing as many bits of helpful information as possible. Today my kids and I leave for Atlanta where I will learn more about how Martin Luther King had the strength and intelligence to convince the world that the color of a person's skin doesn't define the level of his or her ability, even though most of the world told him he was wrong and walking on dangerous ground. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBpO6td-DCI/AAAAAAAAQ9k/xb1b1XxHQWc/s1600/abe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBpO6td-DCI/AAAAAAAAQ9k/xb1b1XxHQWc/s320/abe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bella wants to return to Abe Lincoln's stream where he played as a boy, and I'll seek the answers to how someone could survive so much failure in order to finally achieve so much success, and give inspiration to someone like MLK 100 years after his death. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBpPGdCUuhI/AAAAAAAAQ9s/7j5aNhlTobw/s1600/wright.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBpPGdCUuhI/AAAAAAAAQ9s/7j5aNhlTobw/s320/wright.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we'll explore the Wright Brothers, who used not only massive determination and will in believing man could fly while the world called them fools, but developed the intelligence and ability to make it happen.(Knowledge is knowing what to do. Wisdom is doing it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBpOGa30WZI/AAAAAAAAQ9U/5bG5OZbIUV8/s1600/1-edison.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBpOGa30WZI/AAAAAAAAQ9U/5bG5OZbIUV8/s320/1-edison.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sofia wants to go back to Thomas Edison's boyhood home where I know I'll be inspired all over again to see life and education as one big amazing experiment, with each person being worth 1,000 possible failures in the successful outcome of getting their inner light bulbs shining and burning as brightly as possible. Most people see the darkness of life and turn away from it. Others shine so brightly that they walk into the darkness and turn the darkness away, even turning on the light in others. Every new light makes the universe brighter than it was before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the great Edison we'll see the Great Grandma Bette (91) and the rest of the Stuart Clan (including my young nephew Gavin who I'll meet for just the second time). Gavin's presence and everyone's reaction to him will confirm my theory that if we as parents and teachers could love and appreciate our children the same way we do as when they are very young, we could help them accomplish anything. Every single person learned how to walk and talk, because every single person was believed in and worked with UNTIL they learned how to walk and talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this we learn to give up on ourselves and others far too easily.&amp;nbsp; We stop living in the present and live in the disappointments and failures of the past and the fear of repeating them in the future. I find myself stuck here at times with certain things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Grandma Bette will remind me how to return to living in the present and all that's possible in it as we appreciate and value each day as if it were our last.&amp;nbsp; I'll watch as she feels all the love and joy of being with family, and feel all the happiness coming from her heart into everyone around her. I will be present with her. I will be completely happy in themoment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And even though two of the four crazy dreamers we'll visit were killed as a result of dreaming too big for some in the world to handle, two were not. It's 50-50. Even if the worst case happens, and we all will die sooner or later, let's die for something beautiful. Let's die for something so amazing that the world is made more amazing by what we lived for, for however long we live in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am a new man already from the experiences of just the past few days. I imagine how much more I can become form the experiences of the next few, and the next few after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBpRBeYRdOI/AAAAAAAAQ98/Y0H1AWtHEmI/s1600/patentoffice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBpRBeYRdOI/AAAAAAAAQ98/Y0H1AWtHEmI/s320/patentoffice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a place to stay in Germany when my roommate goes to play in a tennis championship at the end of&amp;nbsp; July if I can come up with the plane ticket to get there. I hunger to stand in the same spot Einstein stood in looking out the window of the patent office wondering about the mysteries of the universe, becoming smarter as he did, and discovering the answers to so many of them for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just as all of these people discovered ways to change the world for the better, I KNOW education CAN take EVERY student from where they are to where they could be, truly preparing them to thrive in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I KNOW this can happen in EVERY classroom across the world when we start teaching to the individual child and not to some test and/or as if everyone learned in the same way, which better be the way the teacher knows how to teach, which is usually the way they were taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder education is so far behind. We keep teaching the same way expecting a different result, simply because that's the way it's always been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6_wj28Tu8k4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6_wj28Tu8k4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a man on fire trying to set fire to this land. I saw it in you, Fireland, and you in turn saw it and gave it back to me. Now I am Fireland too, and we are forever connected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ybt8wXIahQU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ybt8wXIahQU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Fire. Because of you and how we grew together and bonded this year, you did more than just shine as all children should. You helped me save the life of another child whose light was going out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-4085561203991381382?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/4085561203991381382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=4085561203991381382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/4085561203991381382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/4085561203991381382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-are-all-connected-creating-firelands.html' title='We Are All Connected ~ Creating Firelands'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBeA6RuR4fI/AAAAAAAAQ7A/Jh8fED2uBsM/s72-c/101_2559_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-1627963075747262302</id><published>2010-06-16T14:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:37:07.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Remember ~ We Are Lions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBkYmIVQPWI/AAAAAAAAQ8I/9XR8GRsG34k/s1600/jogg-falls-waterfall-200905-ss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBkYmIVQPWI/AAAAAAAAQ8I/9XR8GRsG34k/s320/jogg-falls-waterfall-200905-ss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I called this site Stuart's Spectacular Students for a reason, because they truly are spectacular. All it took was creating an environment that reminded them of this and allowed them to see and FEEL how REAL this was about their true nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't believe how the fire and excitement has gone out of the eyes of so many kids by the 5th grade (ages 10-13).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How in the world are you supposed to live spectacularly when you don't see yourself as a spectacular being in a spectacular world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't........And life is too precious and amazing NOT to live this way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBkex4bOLtI/AAAAAAAAQ8Y/TSs6VBKEKaE/s1600/101_2102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBkex4bOLtI/AAAAAAAAQ8Y/TSs6VBKEKaE/s320/101_2102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hour ago while going on errands for our trip Sofia ran out into the parking lot between two parked cars. The young girl driving quickly into the lot would have hit her had I not jumped in front of the car and what felt like "willed" it to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBkjO0YXGOI/AAAAAAAAQ8o/G76C5lqP1FE/s1600/101_1592.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBkjO0YXGOI/AAAAAAAAQ8o/G76C5lqP1FE/s320/101_1592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;167,000 people world-wide will die today. My Sofia was almost one of them.........If we have breath we have life. If we have life we have everything we need to be more fully alive than we've ever been before. (&lt;i&gt;Sofia having fun during a lesson this year on Newton's Laws of Motion some scientists from my class taught to her class&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBkkNRksT-I/AAAAAAAAQ8w/m8pmlylPvOs/s1600/101_1560.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBkkNRksT-I/AAAAAAAAQ8w/m8pmlylPvOs/s320/101_1560.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Appreciation for each day that we're alive should be shown in living, laughing , loving and doing bigger and bolder than we've ever done. (&lt;i&gt;If you want different results you have to do different things than what's been believed and done before. This was part of a math lesson that helped this class go from the worst in their grade to the 38th best in the United States!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We all have giants inside of us waiting to be born and wings waiting to be taught how to make us fly!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home I noticed a funny conversation on my facebook between former students over the past two years . It reminded me of how spectacular these students have become not just for one year, but I'm betting for a lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: R___ AND S___ AND T___ will change the world....AND I mean that with all my confidence....because if any of u don't, we're going to have to have another DREAM BIG, DO BIG and BE BIG chat :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: hahhahaha dont worry Mr.Stuart we willl!!!!!!!!!!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: yeah what s___ said!  haha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: My heart is happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: it better be since s___, t___ and the awesome r___ are in ur life! jk :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: U just made me even happier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: T___, I AM VERY STRONG , STRONGER THAN U AND U SAID EVERYBODY LOVES U AND I DONT SO THATS NOT EVERYBODY (playful banter going on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: hi its b___ the awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: oh hi b__ and u r awesome not awesomer than me but u still r awesome. but u r awesomer than t___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: =( u left me OUT!! xD imma change da world 2!! o and my hopes r up for all 3 or 4 of u!!! go mr.stuart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T:&amp;nbsp; I AM AWESOMER THAN B___!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: hey, hey, do not fite.... vilonce is not an answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: Now u see what I had 2 put up with all year A____? Do you kno how many times I had 2 separate them???? Well, actually zero but they did provide some wonderful entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How r u doing Ab Man?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIM: pretty good hbu is everything goin the way it was planned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: Nothing great ever goes the way it was planned. The bigger the dream the bigger the opportunity 4 the plan to fail. It's all about how big u can be while u feel like falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIM: u got dat rite =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: I just got done telling T____ u were actually a very kool kid, and u proved me rite with ur willingness to fite for wat's rite, and that's to be as big as we should, not small and misunderstood (O-M-G I see a new rappin career 4 me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBkhxaMH7II/AAAAAAAAQ8g/uIcxPovWB8c/s1600/101_2483.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBkhxaMH7II/AAAAAAAAQ8g/uIcxPovWB8c/s320/101_2483.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm going 2 post something 4 u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got 2 get back 2 planning the trip, so this is for you Ab Man. Don't let life menace you. You menace life! (&lt;i&gt;I think you know who is behind the mask. He reminds me a lot of you. The mask was for the big Greeks v Romans water balloon fight at the end of the year&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d_O68HUcHos&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d_O68HUcHos&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-1627963075747262302?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/1627963075747262302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=1627963075747262302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/1627963075747262302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/1627963075747262302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/06/always-remember-we-are-lions.html' title='Always Remember ~ We Are Lions!'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBkYmIVQPWI/AAAAAAAAQ8I/9XR8GRsG34k/s72-c/jogg-falls-waterfall-200905-ss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-6130742112092337</id><published>2010-06-15T20:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T20:10:40.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to Go to a Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBghdiKOdAI/AAAAAAAAQ74/pznanLqnWis/s1600/101_2558_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBghdiKOdAI/AAAAAAAAQ74/pznanLqnWis/s320/101_2558_edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBgi-ylpj5I/AAAAAAAAQ8A/xwLb1LoeX5A/s1600/101_2557_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With a month to go until the end of the school year (&lt;i&gt;and on my birthday&lt;/i&gt;) I wrote this poem. I didn't think I could go on giving out like I do any longer. I couldn't even tell myself I could make it for just one more day at a time. On the drive to school I constantly asked myself if I was going to give up right now, and the answer was always "no". (&lt;i&gt;This student came by to tell me he wasn't going to be back next year. Even though he was only in the 3rd grade, his smiling face gave me such a natural burst of energy that I would lift him up and tell him he was a giant, and we would talk of him being in my class in a few years&lt;/i&gt;.)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBgi-ylpj5I/AAAAAAAAQ8A/xwLb1LoeX5A/s1600/101_2557_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBgi-ylpj5I/AAAAAAAAQ8A/xwLb1LoeX5A/s320/101_2557_edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I didn't give up. Not one of these students' parents gave up on them until they learned to walk and talk. Not one of the students failed to realize how incredible they were this year ...... and hopefully for a lifetime. (&lt;i&gt;All my remaining energy drained into him as I held him in my arms) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often the miracles we so desperately pray for only happen after we desperately hold onto making the miracles happen. A hero is someone who holds on one minute longer than others who have let go. And we can't help others find the hero inside of themselves until we first find it within ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to go&lt;br /&gt;To a place where I can rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Away from all the madness&lt;br /&gt;Away from all the mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m tired of being positive&lt;br /&gt;Tired of always finding a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of changing the world for others&lt;br /&gt;While my own world is in disarray……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to learn here?&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I’m committed to living from my heart&lt;br /&gt;Can’t more others go along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I supposed to learn to stop dreaming &lt;br /&gt;And agree I’m a ridiculous fool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What exactly is it I'm trying to do?&lt;br /&gt;What am I giving my life to trying to prove?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it not true that we are capable of god-like passions&lt;br /&gt;And lasting immortality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I doomed to the fates of Prometheus and Sisyphus* &lt;br /&gt;Because I rail and preach against man’s mediocrity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken to the breaking point again and again&lt;br /&gt;For the manifestation of these dreams of what we could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t think I can hold on any longer&lt;br /&gt;To how beautiful and strong we all can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we could just hold on a little longer&lt;br /&gt;To the dreams of what we all could be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Adam Stuart&lt;br /&gt;May 11, 1943 (I wasn’t even born in 1943. Why did I type that?) - 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more than 2,000 years man has been warned about "dreaming too big". Even gods were punished for helping man think and become bigger than his original primitive self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBgRnmX952I/AAAAAAAAQ7I/I0RknKlc5ok/s1600/prometheus+stealing+fire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 id="CrimesOfPrometheus"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crimes of Prometheus (the rebel god)&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBgWOePlccI/AAAAAAAAQ7Y/rQpMMZBNPMk/s1600/greek-statues-Zeus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBgWOePlccI/AAAAAAAAQ7Y/rQpMMZBNPMk/s320/greek-statues-Zeus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="CrimesOfPrometheus-pp2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeus had many plans for the reshaping of creation. After the fall of Kronos and his confinement in Tartaros, Zeus took no interest in the mortal race of men on the bountiful earth, he intended for them to live as primitives until they died off. Zeus said that knowledge and divine gifts would only bring misery to the mortals and he insisted that Prometheus not interfere with his plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="CrimesOfPrometheus-pp2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="CrimesOfPrometheus-pp2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite Zeus’ warning, Prometheus took pity on the primitive mortals and again, he deceived Zeus. Prometheus gave the mortals all sorts of gifts: brickwork, woodworking, telling the seasons by the stars, numbers, the alphabet (for remembering things), yoked oxen, carriages, saddles, ships and sails. He also gave other gifts: healing drugs, seercraft, signs in the sky, the mining of precious metals, animal sacrifice and all art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="CrimesOfPrometheus-pp2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBgRnmX952I/AAAAAAAAQ7I/I0RknKlc5ok/s1600/prometheus+stealing+fire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBgRnmX952I/AAAAAAAAQ7I/I0RknKlc5ok/s320/prometheus+stealing+fire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="CrimesOfPrometheus-pp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To compound his crime, Prometheus had stolen fire from Zeus and given it to the mortals in their dark caves. The gift of divine fire unleashed a flood of inventiveness, productivity and, most of all, respect for the immortal gods in the rapidly developing mortals. Within no time (by Immortal standards), culture, art, and literacy permeated the land around &lt;span class="Place"&gt;Mount Olympos &lt;span class="AKA"&gt;(Olympus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Zeus realized the deception that Prometheus had fostered, he was furious. He had &lt;span class="Immortal"&gt;Hephaistos &lt;span class="AKA"&gt;(Hephaestus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shackle Prometheus to the side of a crag, high in the Caucasus mountains. There Prometheus would hang until the fury of Zeus subsided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBgR3riSinI/AAAAAAAAQ7Q/Bn1bzvs78lU/s1600/PrometheusAtlas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBgR3riSinI/AAAAAAAAQ7Q/Bn1bzvs78lU/s320/PrometheusAtlas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="CrimesOfPrometheus-pp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="CrimesOfPrometheus-pp4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day, Prometheus would be tormented by Zeus’ eagle as it tore at his immortal flesh and tried to devour his liver. Each night, as the frost bit it’s way into his sleep, the torn flesh would mend so the eagle could begin anew at the first touch of &lt;span class="Immortal"&gt;Eos &lt;span class="AKA"&gt;(the Dawn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="CrimesOfPrometheus-pp4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="CrimesOfPrometheus-pp4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="module_title nopad"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crime of Sisyphus (the cheater of death)&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="module_title nopad"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBgZnGmnIXI/AAAAAAAAQ7g/K4PimVJFUPw/s1600/sisyphus+door+titiaan+1549.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBgZnGmnIXI/AAAAAAAAQ7g/K4PimVJFUPw/s320/sisyphus+door+titiaan+1549.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="module_title nopad"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;When Sisyphus came to the end of his lifetime, Hades, Lord of the Underworld, came to claim him personally for the kingdom of the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the occasion Hades had brought along a pair of handcuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Show me how they work&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;", asked sly Sisyphus, and he was so obviously eager to see how they worked, Hades was hoodwinked into a demonstration. But, as Hades was modeling the handcuffs,Sisyphus snapped them shut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="CrimesOfPrometheus-pp4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And so it came about that the high Lord of the Underworld was kept locked up in a box at the house of Sisyphus for many a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course nobody in the world could then die! As punishment for giving mortals the immortality of the gods, Sisyphus spent an eternity rolling a boulder up a hill all day, and then watching it roll back down again at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 id="CrimesOfPrometheus"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBgf17imuWI/AAAAAAAAQ7o/SQojHN5PRPs/s1600/101_2449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBgf17imuWI/AAAAAAAAQ7o/SQojHN5PRPs/s320/101_2449.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 id="CrimesOfPrometheus"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Since the beginning of time, great effort has been spent on keeping humans "in their place", and as a result most humans spend their entire lives trying to find their place in the world. (&lt;i&gt;the facade of the Parthenon for next year, with "Dream Big, Do Big and Be Big" written in Greek&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 id="CrimesOfPrometheus" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even if we are punished by the gods (or God) for "breaking the rules of mortals", isn't it better to break ourselves free from our self-imposed shackles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 id="CrimesOfPrometheus"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; "The worst imprisonment is the one we impose on ourselves." ~ Deng Ming-Dao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 id="CrimesOfPrometheus"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBgf17imuWI/AAAAAAAAQ7o/SQojHN5PRPs/s1600/101_2449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-6130742112092337?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/6130742112092337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=6130742112092337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/6130742112092337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/6130742112092337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-want-to-go-to-place.html' title='I Want to Go to a Place'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/TBghdiKOdAI/AAAAAAAAQ74/pznanLqnWis/s72-c/101_2558_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-9049003730686179201</id><published>2010-06-14T06:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T06:31:12.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are All Connected</title><content type='html'>Wanted to share a comment I left on a student's photo. I think it reflects how important we all are to the world around us when we allow ourselves to be our best and brightest selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this student's foto I was in the background with my hands on the shoulders of the student who was the hardest to reach, but WAS reachable, thanks in large part to the student I wrote this to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Prince of Persia said, It was "Difficult, but not impossible". We are all treasures worth fighting for and protecting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;".....you brought such a positive, pure loving energy into the classroom that I felt and used to give to and empower others. Without you I’m not sure I would have had the strength and energy to reach everybody else, including those hardest to reach. But we did it! WE did it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I got on you so hard when you would break down and shut down. Who you are and the positive impact you can have on the world around you is far too great not to be turned loose like a mighty river. You make a very BIG difference in the lives of others. You did in mine, and in the lives of those I reached out to, helping how “we are all connected” become even clearer to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-9049003730686179201?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/9049003730686179201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=9049003730686179201&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/9049003730686179201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/9049003730686179201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-are-all-connected.html' title='We Are All Connected'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-3536968704731829772</id><published>2010-06-11T07:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T07:31:35.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Amazing Education</title><content type='html'>School is over and somehow this year has produced tremendous growth among the students again, even though there were four times as many students to work with and 1/4th the time to work with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has to be further proof of the incredible ability of what human beings are capable of and of what education can be for every student involved, when heroic effort is spent of how they all can be reached instead of our thoughts and energy spent on how difficult or impossible it is to reach them all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impossible is possible within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My math class this year was made up of those who scored among the lowest in the school in 4th grade. Their reality at the beginning of this year was they were the worst of the worst. On an online math program this year they finished as the number one 5th grade class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They finished as the best of the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year CAN make a complete difference in someone's life, when growth is focused on one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should amaze us even more is that they didn't stop there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter where you start but where you finish, and this is where they finished:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 5th grade class in the school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 K-5 class in the school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 K-8 class in the district&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 K-8 class in the county&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 5th grade class in the state of Florida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 K-8 class in the state of Florida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#38 5th grade class in the entire United States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38th best 5th grade class in the entire country after being the worst 4th grade class in the school. This is really amazing! Truly remarkable! Even on the last day of school I was criticized by a fellow teacher for believing too much in the abilities of children. Completed projects needed to be cleaned up and even on the last day we were still working on a final project, a collaboration between my reading, science and social studies classes, making a life-size replica of the front of the Parthenon as a gift to the new students next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Parthenon was dedicated to Athena, the goddess of wisdom and heroic effort. I want to make it even more clear to next year's students exactly what I expect out of them. So as they enter the classroom and go past the columns they are reminded they are here to give heroic effort this day, and to bravely find the hero inside of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would anyone go through all this effort? After the accomplishments of the math class alone, why would anyone not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as brave and brilliant people of the past have proven that man can govern himself, the color of one's skin doesn't determine his ability, humans can fly even though they weren't born with feathers, and the world isn't flat............all I'm trying to do is prove that there is remarkable growth waiting to happen inside each and every student who comes through our doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it can't just be an intention......It has to become an accomplishment. Their lives are depending on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These students have proven that "It is what it is" and "How they are is all they are" ISN'T true. Our worlds that exists within us ARE NOT flat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we see when we look in the mirror, at a test score or paycheck, at a failed relationship or project......isn't all there is to us. There are worlds to discover within us that even though we haven't seen their existence yet, if we would have the courage to take chances and venture out into the unknown of what could be, we will discover new worlds of ability in us that we never knew existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you and I finish is only determined by our bravery to dream and do big, and our resulting ability and brilliance as we become bigger in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to these students &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give them the award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of bravery and brilliance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will keep their lives moving forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we adults learn from them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And accept this human truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That as we parents and teachers give them superhuman effort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We help them become super human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Thank You Sand Lake Elementary Math Class of 2009-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are proof that man can grow and create new worlds of reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of how amazing parenting and education can really be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Thank you for your heroic effort this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You HAVE found the hero within you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Stuart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 11, 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-3536968704731829772?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/3536968704731829772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=3536968704731829772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/3536968704731829772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/3536968704731829772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/06/amazing-education.html' title='An Amazing Education'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-1665409006753450770</id><published>2010-05-14T05:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T16:54:56.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to Be.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object data="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf" height="128" style="height: 128px; 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&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-0nu4oPg9I/AAAAAAAAQ6Y/FMQH-zYTSbY/s1600/101_1366.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-0nu4oPg9I/AAAAAAAAQ6Y/FMQH-zYTSbY/s320/101_1366.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We can’t live forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we can live for something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live for what brings you the greatest amount of happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing you would do for free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that you find yourself saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I wish I could do or be...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-0qTmhs7kI/AAAAAAAAQ6g/zT4MBbNjv6g/s1600/101_1362.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-0qTmhs7kI/AAAAAAAAQ6g/zT4MBbNjv6g/s320/101_1362.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then cowboy up and do it......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-0uSTOGd-I/AAAAAAAAQ6w/JHuVCnJLa_8/s1600/101_1404.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-0uSTOGd-I/AAAAAAAAQ6w/JHuVCnJLa_8/s320/101_1404.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn it into a Giant Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-0uv9n_iNI/AAAAAAAAQ64/alZkYwnKoSI/s1600/101_1573.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-0uv9n_iNI/AAAAAAAAQ64/alZkYwnKoSI/s320/101_1573.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Make it so much bigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigger than you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-0rmtq4aVI/AAAAAAAAQ6o/80oiXfCn70Y/s1600/101_1368.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-0rmtq4aVI/AAAAAAAAQ6o/80oiXfCn70Y/s320/101_1368.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;~ Adam (Loves His Daughter Sofia) Stuart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 14, 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-1665409006753450770?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/1665409006753450770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=1665409006753450770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/1665409006753450770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/1665409006753450770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-want-to-be.html' title='I Want to Be.....'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-0nu4oPg9I/AAAAAAAAQ6Y/FMQH-zYTSbY/s72-c/101_1366.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-8663259522228045694</id><published>2010-05-10T20:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T21:13:42.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gold That Lasts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-i0kM7y0GI/AAAAAAAAQ6Q/dG9EiveG5d8/s1600/101_1458.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-i0kM7y0GI/AAAAAAAAQ6Q/dG9EiveG5d8/s320/101_1458.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm watching a basketball game where the players and coaches and fans are putting every ounce of their passion into winning this thing. And it's fantastic to see this. Giving your very all to something. Giving your all to win it all.....The gold at the end of the rainbow.....The golden trophy.........The golden paycheck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know there's a gold so much greater than these material things that so many of us give our lives to watching and pursuing to one degree or another, in one profession or another.....Yet we don't spend our time developing the wisdom to develop this gold in our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-i0SVSFsdI/AAAAAAAAQ6I/RnZc-681tc0/s1600/101_1460.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-i0SVSFsdI/AAAAAAAAQ6I/RnZc-681tc0/s320/101_1460.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gold is inside each and every person walking this planet......And it exists within us until the very day we die......If we have developed this rarest and most precious of all elements existing in the universe enough........The gold of what we stood for and did with our lives becomes an unlimited bank account upon which all future souls can draw upon in the pursuit in developing their own gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-izuauso9I/AAAAAAAAQ54/0Ss0wqp_rtg/s1600/101_1400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-izuauso9I/AAAAAAAAQ54/0Ss0wqp_rtg/s320/101_1400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We can't take our brains, bodies, blood or breath with us into the darkness of the afterlife..........But we can use them to seek out and polish up the most meaningful gold there is............The shining gold of living lives of highest fulfillment, highest happiness, highest light,&amp;nbsp; highest empowerment, highest confidence and highest love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gold that lasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-iq8BAx4bI/AAAAAAAAQ5Q/48rU_qmOd1Q/s1600/101_1486_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-iq8BAx4bI/AAAAAAAAQ5Q/48rU_qmOd1Q/s320/101_1486_edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This student was the unreachable one. When I see students outside the principal's office I say they must have done something good. As their faces fall and they say they did something bad I praise them for taking responsibility and tell them that same courage will allow them to choose to do the right things in the future, just like they did now by taking responsibility for what they did wrong and hurting enough to know they wanted to be more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-irg8CWppI/AAAAAAAAQ5w/eVh6y1hOS2o/s1600/101_1567.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-irg8CWppI/AAAAAAAAQ5w/eVh6y1hOS2o/s320/101_1567.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this kid though, he would proudly look me in the face over the past four years and say with full confidence that he WAS a bad person.I had never met someone more convinced of their own unworthiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took all year, but when he started getting A's (including the one above from another great teacher) I wanted to share it with the class even though he didn't want me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was afraid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This speech has been memorized by one of his fellow students and was read today in front of the class. She is a true shining example of the beautiful gold that lies within all of us, should we choose to see it.....and as she is Arab....proves that how we are labeled by what we are on the outside has nothing to do with who we are on the inside...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7h2D__ikmCU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7h2D__ikmCU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-irMm7sMXI/AAAAAAAAQ5g/TL2gsR3smwY/s1600/101_1487_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-irMm7sMXI/AAAAAAAAQ5g/TL2gsR3smwY/s320/101_1487_edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to jump over and on desks hunting him down, pointing at him and telling him in thunderous tones it was time to stop being afraid of himself and accept that he was not only good, but that HE WAS GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-irVCeK7LI/AAAAAAAAQ5o/1O2Nbck1Tg8/s1600/101_1489_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-irVCeK7LI/AAAAAAAAQ5o/1O2Nbck1Tg8/s320/101_1489_edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally caught him and lifted him on my shoulder.........He is the golden trophy.........We are the gold that we seek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-iz9DxsTmI/AAAAAAAAQ6A/vmhKbDqxZGk/s1600/101_1410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-iz9DxsTmI/AAAAAAAAQ6A/vmhKbDqxZGk/s320/101_1410.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And if we vibrate, really feel and vibrate with this knowledge at high enough levels.....we develop the wisdom each day to turn every person we touch into gold.......And teach them how to do the same for others&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-8663259522228045694?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/8663259522228045694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=8663259522228045694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8663259522228045694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8663259522228045694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/05/gold-that-lasts.html' title='The Gold That Lasts'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S-i0kM7y0GI/AAAAAAAAQ6Q/dG9EiveG5d8/s72-c/101_1458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-795340979556722621</id><published>2010-04-30T06:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T06:28:50.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Live, Laugh and Love....and Overcome!</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day of waking up to a hot house (no air) and taking a cold shower (no hot water)......and then going out to do my part to create a more abundant world (no limits).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I move into my friend's place. I will wake up to a cool house and take a hot shower.....but will I wake up and put myself into a positive, forward-moving mental state.....or will I paralyze myself with an angry, the-world-isn't-fair state of thoughts and feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is too far away, and I am too tired to believe I can be that strong 24 hours from now.......But I can be strong in this moment.....and I can face the facts in a way that empowers me v disempowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a chance to live in the only space and time that is real and holds any real power for change.....this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3lWuUzpLLUs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3lWuUzpLLUs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S9qx_Xu7gRI/AAAAAAAAQ4g/ksrJXJD1Ku8/s1600/101_1390.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S9qx_Xu7gRI/AAAAAAAAQ4g/ksrJXJD1Ku8/s320/101_1390.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl in the pink is the one who wrote the thank you card for helping her find the beauty that was inside of her. That is an amazing thing to teach someone about themselves....and can only be done in those powerful, teachable moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl in the black is showing me a math project she created and explaining her knowledge of the math principles and how she applied them to her project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S9qzImUXJII/AAAAAAAAQ4o/orCoa2LWMG4/s1600/101_1392.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S9qzImUXJII/AAAAAAAAQ4o/orCoa2LWMG4/s320/101_1392.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has gone from scoring 40% on the Fall math and reading tests to 90%-100% on the Winter ones, and now taking that knowledge and creatively applying it to higher-level thinking projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This change in her reality has come from moment-after-moment of watching her work out a problem, then asking her how she knows her answer is true, whether it's right or wrong, and letting her evaluate her thinking v. just telling her how to do it and rushing off to the next student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S9q06qHBW1I/AAAAAAAAQ4w/O7HEivR6Mak/s1600/101_1397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S9q06qHBW1I/AAAAAAAAQ4w/O7HEivR6Mak/s320/101_1397.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is now out of her seat and "thinking out loud" on the board......just as Einstein did to develop his thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S9q2FQlTIOI/AAAAAAAAQ44/9r7yawjJ81U/s1600/1-einstein.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S9q2FQlTIOI/AAAAAAAAQ44/9r7yawjJ81U/s320/1-einstein.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not that I'm so smart, it's just that I stay with problems longer."&amp;nbsp; ~Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning of the year she didn't want to think through her work or stay with and struggle through the problems. Instead she distracted herself with drama of the past and worry of the future to the point I drew a line in the sand and told her she was either going to come with me on this journey of her best self and break herself free from this limiting and imprisoning drama.......she was going to be fully present working with me in this very moment......or I was going to kick her out of class right then and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c6kWt-ZGNtM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c6kWt-ZGNtM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This decision of hers to give up the drama and give 100% of herself to the moment she was in probably was the defining moment of the year for her, and what led her to be able to do things she had never been able to do before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ended up with all A's that quarter for the first time ever and is on her way to doing it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S9q8M3nz3UI/AAAAAAAAQ5I/VkW73xNKE00/s1600/101_1554_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S9q8M3nz3UI/AAAAAAAAQ5I/VkW73xNKE00/s320/101_1554_edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey, and when we dedicate ourselves to living completely in the moment we're in we always seem to have more than enough energy to give everything we have......moment after moment after moment.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it does change the world around us when we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(outside the next day after the class participated in her project and before we cleaned up.....goofing off with another student who has made incredible growth this year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live, Laugh and Love......and Overcome! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRShWun7Mc4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRShWun7Mc4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-795340979556722621?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/795340979556722621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=795340979556722621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/795340979556722621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/795340979556722621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/04/live-laugh-and-loveand-overcome.html' title='Live, Laugh and Love....and Overcome!'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S9qx_Xu7gRI/AAAAAAAAQ4g/ksrJXJD1Ku8/s72-c/101_1390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-3823306503573584788</id><published>2010-04-28T06:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T06:25:08.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Why</title><content type='html'>This is why we believe in ourselves and others. This is why we hold onto that belief no matter how difficult it is to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why.......because it matters to somebody else that we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S9gUSahCNAI/AAAAAAAAQ4c/9LnF5m0wGF0/s1600/101_1406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S9gUSahCNAI/AAAAAAAAQ4c/9LnF5m0wGF0/s320/101_1406.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNzIyNjc*OTQ4OTAmcHQ9MTI3MjI2NzUwNDg3NSZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWI1YWMxNjExNWYxMTQyMzQ4ODIw/MzBlYWI2MGM3Nzhm.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQutSGJkPes&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQutSGJkPes&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-3823306503573584788?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/3823306503573584788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=3823306503573584788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/3823306503573584788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/3823306503573584788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-why.html' title='This is Why'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S9gUSahCNAI/AAAAAAAAQ4c/9LnF5m0wGF0/s72-c/101_1406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-1747090260739409941</id><published>2010-04-21T04:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T04:32:58.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I Die...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was another day when I just wanted to give up. If a terrorist succeeds he has the next day off (and the next and next and next because he's now dead). If the person opposite a terrorist gives all of their life and is successful in bringing out the life in others, the next day he or she wakes up to do it again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it seems just too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to work I told myself, "&lt;i&gt;Anyone can carry his burden, however hard, until nightfall. Anyone can do his work, however hard, for one day. Anyone can live sweetly, patiently, lovingly, purely, till the sun goes down. And this is all that life really means&lt;/i&gt;." - &lt;a href="http://www.bartleby.com/73/1104.html"&gt;Robert Louis Stevenson&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't help. So I asked myself if I was going to give up right now in this moment. The answer was "&lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt;". "&lt;i&gt;OK&lt;/i&gt;", I thought. "&lt;i&gt;Then that's what I have to do today. Live moment-to-moment, nothing more than inside the very moment I'm in. One second at a time. One student at a time. One personal challenge at a time. One positive thought at a time. This is what zen is for me anyway. So I'm being forced to live in the most ideal way, and that is good&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I asked myself another question: "&lt;i&gt;If I were to die today....whether physically or giving up and dying inside because this way of life just got to be too much.....If this were my last day to be really alive......How much will I really live?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xUjyaZCyQI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xUjyaZCyQI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;How freely and courageously would I play the music I hear beating inside of me? (&lt;i&gt;I used the Gypsy Kings this morning to wake me up and get me going&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what proof do I have that playing this music (&lt;i&gt;the unlimited potential of the human spirit&lt;/i&gt;) is worth the cost?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S86up_TzY0I/AAAAAAAAQ3M/aUaE5hsNHr4/s1600/101_1216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S86up_TzY0I/AAAAAAAAQ3M/aUaE5hsNHr4/s320/101_1216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That depends not only on how alive I feel, but on how alive others feel around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S86u3XW7ZuI/AAAAAAAAQ3U/oKO7Q0eXDi0/s1600/101_1217.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S86u3XW7ZuI/AAAAAAAAQ3U/oKO7Q0eXDi0/s320/101_1217.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S86up_TzY0I/AAAAAAAAQ3M/aUaE5hsNHr4/s1600/101_1216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S86uNKsWZ5I/AAAAAAAAQ3E/EdMvVrpPiy0/s1600/101_1201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do they find the courage to see and dream of brand new worlds of possibility within themselves?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S86vMHJTtVI/AAAAAAAAQ3c/X5uCO68m7ug/s1600/101_1218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S86vMHJTtVI/AAAAAAAAQ3c/X5uCO68m7ug/s320/101_1218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they develop this ability to create a bigger and better world by being able to do bigger and better things than they've ever done?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S86zNxfnrCI/AAAAAAAAQ3k/SuGJ8vcx-OE/s1600/101_1322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S86zNxfnrCI/AAAAAAAAQ3k/SuGJ8vcx-OE/s320/101_1322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How BIG and DEEPLY do they THINK and DREAM (&lt;i&gt;picture of Socrates in background&lt;/i&gt;) and how BIG and DEEPLY do they FEEL and DO? (&lt;i&gt;300 pic of King Leonidas on other side of room&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S863ZdBCiWI/AAAAAAAAQ38/E-m8YyuDs8s/s1600/101_0652.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S863ZdBCiWI/AAAAAAAAQ38/E-m8YyuDs8s/s320/101_0652.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't figured out this whole "how best to educate students on an individual basis" thing, (&lt;i&gt;pic of my son discovering how to paint to remind me to let my students &lt;b&gt;discover&lt;/b&gt; knowledge and &lt;b&gt;develop&lt;/b&gt; wisdom&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S8648vSD69I/AAAAAAAAQ4M/fLEW4YW-vO4/s1600/101_1208_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S8648vSD69I/AAAAAAAAQ4M/fLEW4YW-vO4/s320/101_1208_edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it has to be pursuing the answer to the question, "&lt;i&gt;How can we get each one of them to dedicate their lives to creating their highest and greatest lives?&lt;/i&gt;" (two of the lowest performing math students at the beginning of the year, now two of the highest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyone can live their lives, no matter how fully, for one more second at a time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-1747090260739409941?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/1747090260739409941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=1747090260739409941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/1747090260739409941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/1747090260739409941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/04/before-i-die.html' title='Before I Die...'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S86up_TzY0I/AAAAAAAAQ3M/aUaE5hsNHr4/s72-c/101_1216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-5155448869744233070</id><published>2010-03-23T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T19:07:49.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella's Brain Busters -  two brothers?</title><content type='html'>there was a doctor who's brother was a lawyer, however that SAME lawyer does not have a brother, how is this possible?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-5155448869744233070?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/5155448869744233070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=5155448869744233070&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/5155448869744233070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/5155448869744233070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/03/bellas-brain-busters-two-brothers.html' title='Bella&apos;s Brain Busters -  two brothers?'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-4277057409795988790</id><published>2010-03-21T17:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T18:00:20.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella's Brain Busters - Supercat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My brilliant daughter Bella&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Has a befuddling riddle for you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can you figure it out in one guess?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or will you need two?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S6ajHRVMRiI/AAAAAAAAQxk/jti0SqYBQbU/s1600-h/supercat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S6aipwld5eI/AAAAAAAAQxc/MCadV-XyC_s/s1600-h/50+story+building.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Supercat?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S6ajHRVMRiI/AAAAAAAAQxk/jti0SqYBQbU/s1600-h/supercat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S6ajHRVMRiI/AAAAAAAAQxk/jti0SqYBQbU/s320/supercat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S6aipwld5eI/AAAAAAAAQxc/MCadV-XyC_s/s1600-h/50+story+building.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S6aipwld5eI/AAAAAAAAQxc/MCadV-XyC_s/s320/50+story+building.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A cat jumps out a window of a 50-story building and lands on the pavement unharmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is this possible?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-4277057409795988790?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/4277057409795988790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=4277057409795988790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/4277057409795988790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/4277057409795988790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/03/bellas-brain-busters-supercat.html' title='Bella&apos;s Brain Busters - Supercat?'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S6ajHRVMRiI/AAAAAAAAQxk/jti0SqYBQbU/s72-c/supercat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-153858448890418676</id><published>2010-03-17T20:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T20:59:30.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patty Boy's Day</title><content type='html'>This is a repost, a very special repost. I've called several times to check on Patrice's status without getting anyone to pick up tonight (3/17/2010). The original post that follows was written two years ago today, linking to posts I had written four years ago when the accident happened. "Patty Boy Blemur" (link below) made me cry again reading it and remembering the deep emotions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He is still in my heart and still mentioned to my current students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 17, 2008&lt;br /&gt;*It's now been three St. Patrick's Days that Patrice wasn't supposed to be able to have, yet here he is having another one. I just got off the phone with his nurses and although he still hasn't made any progress....I choose to believe he will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could cry...I could get angry....Instead I'll just choose to continue to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a post my daughter Bella and I put together for him last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RfxTjgjK_vI/AAAAAAAACI4/X1ve27uuEz4/s1600-h/happy+st.+pat%27s+day.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042997552246095602" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RfxTjgjK_vI/AAAAAAAACI4/X1ve27uuEz4/s200/happy+st.+pat%27s+day.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy St. Patrick's Day everyone, and especially to Patrice Blemur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrice is a student of mine who was involved in a fatal car accident in January of 2006. His mother was killed in the crash and Patrice was left in a coma. He initially wasn't supposed to be lucky enough to make&amp;nbsp; it to St. Patty's Day of last year, let alone this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RfxSCwjK_tI/AAAAAAAACIo/Hg-jYwdZY4k/s1600-h/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042995890093752018" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RfxSCwjK_tI/AAAAAAAACIo/Hg-jYwdZY4k/s200/1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today he is celebrating the unexpected, due to his strong desire to live, his great nurses and doctors, and the love of a father who visits him every day.&amp;nbsp; It is a testimony to the POWER of BELIEF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I talked to Rob, who along with other great nurses like Teddy, Carmelita and Mam, keep me updated on Patrice's progress if I miss connecting with his dad.&amp;nbsp; Fedre Blemur is an inspiration to me, going to his son's bedside every night no matter how long the day has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RfxSDAjK_uI/AAAAAAAACIw/FKNLfSETiDE/s1600-h/2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042995894388719330" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RfxSDAjK_uI/AAAAAAAACIw/FKNLfSETiDE/s200/2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My own daughter is holding Patrice's picture for me, which I keep by my door at home.&amp;nbsp; I can only hope to have the strength Patrice's father has shown, should something similar happen to one of my own children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at the party Patrice was awake and alert, which is a good sign.&amp;nbsp; He's even attending school outside of his hospital unit.&amp;nbsp; He still has a long way to go, and no matter what your belief systems are, I humbly ask that you simply......believe in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it's a two-word statement "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Believe!&lt;/span&gt;" right now, or a letter or card, it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DOES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;make a difference, and it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DOES&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*p.s. I'm going to make a CD for him of me reading stories and doing the voices he loved (i.e. Jorgan von Jorgenson from "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fairly Odd Parents&lt;/span&gt;").&amp;nbsp; Don't let your limitations stop you. I supposedly have one of the highest IQ's in the country, yet encounter things I can't yet do all the time, like burning a CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1: "Put the blank disc in drive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In drive? I can't even get this thing out of park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because it doesn't come easily to me it doesn't mean I can give up.&amp;nbsp; All I have to do is find a seven-year-old at school who knows how to do what I don't :-). EVERYONE is smarter than I am in some way; in that, I learn of them (paraphrasing either Emerson or Whitman).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Correspondence can be sent to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;Patrice Blemur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;Unit Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;Franciscan Hospital for Children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;30 Warren St.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston, MA&amp;nbsp; 02135&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**For the background story of why and how Patrice is so special to me and many others, first read &lt;a href="http://samuraiteaching.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-will-you-do-that-will-last_05.html"&gt;"What Will You do That Will Last Forever?" by clicking here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then read &lt;a href="http://samuraiteaching.blogspot.com/2006/08/patty-boy-blemur.html"&gt;"Patty Boy Blemur" (clicking here).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem is from the latter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Patty Boy Blemur&lt;br /&gt;One thing we know for sure&lt;br /&gt;He gave the world his best&lt;br /&gt;Now it’s time for him to rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he wanted me to tell ya&lt;br /&gt;In fact I think he’s trying to yell it&lt;br /&gt;That no dream is ever too small&lt;br /&gt;No challenge is ever too tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For it’s those who learn to DREAM BIG&lt;br /&gt;And who have the courage to DO BIG&lt;br /&gt;That are the ones who truly BECOME BIG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The size of your world is the size of your mind&lt;br /&gt;So get to readin’, writin’ and learnin’&lt;br /&gt;While you still have the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out how truly special and smart you really are&lt;br /&gt;Make the world a better place&lt;br /&gt;SHINE BRIGHT AND BECOME A STAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and goodbye to Orlo Vista&lt;br /&gt;I will never, ever, forget ya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Patrice. I will never forget YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Stuart&lt;br /&gt;Your Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(March 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-153858448890418676?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/153858448890418676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=153858448890418676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/153858448890418676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/153858448890418676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-st-patty-boys-day.html' title='Happy St. Patty Boy&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RfxTjgjK_vI/AAAAAAAACI4/X1ve27uuEz4/s72-c/happy+st.+pat%27s+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-1204019326406209108</id><published>2010-03-16T05:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T05:33:47.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good ~ Living in a Theory of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S59VhNjeF_I/AAAAAAAAQxE/r_hedxi947E/s1600-h/EINSTEIN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S59VeU8NjAI/AAAAAAAAQw8/cslomT0BAio/s1600-h/DONALD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S59VeU8NjAI/AAAAAAAAQw8/cslomT0BAio/s320/DONALD.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The entertainment for this morning's breakfast picnic will be Charlie Chaplin's famous fork-and-roll dance from his movie, "&lt;i&gt;The Gold Rush&lt;/i&gt;". Yesterday it was Sofia's choice and we watched "&lt;i&gt;Singin' in the Rain&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S59VeU8NjAI/AAAAAAAAQw8/cslomT0BAio/s1600-h/DONALD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the past 4 days when we get to school Sofia and I have been having breakfast dates together. I don't do any work. Don't allow any students in before the bell. It's just me and Sofia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like how romantic I can be, and that I'm in that state not to get something, but to give....and what I give is myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five days ago I got an email threatening to take Sofia away from me again. Instead of focusing on the pain and ugliness of that, I focused on all the love and beauty in front of me right here, right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S59VeU8NjAI/AAAAAAAAQw8/cslomT0BAio/s1600-h/DONALD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S59VjYV3YUI/AAAAAAAAQxM/bz_qP2lk4BI/s1600-h/EINSTEINS+THEORY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S59VjYV3YUI/AAAAAAAAQxM/bz_qP2lk4BI/s320/EINSTEINS+THEORY.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Einstein's breakthrough theory on relativity states that space and time tell matter and energy where to go, and matter and energy in turn tell space and time how to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what tomorrow brings, I know that every day we have together, beginning right from the start in the morning, I choose to be in a space and time of complete love with my daughter, and everything I'm made of (my matter) and all my energy is going to go towards appreciating this beautiful treasure in my life....while I have it in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Great-Grandma Bette isn't going to pick up when we call. One day Sofia won't be in my everyday life. One day I will no longer have life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But until that one day happens, the one day that matters is this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 100px; text-indent: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Salutation To The Dawn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 100px; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look to this day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 100px; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For it is life, the very life of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 100px; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In its brief course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 100px; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie all the verities and realities of your existence:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 100px; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bliss of growth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 100px; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glory of action,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 100px; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The splendor of achievement,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 100px; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For yesterday is but a dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 100px; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow is just a vision,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 100px; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 100px; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every tomorrow a vision of hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 100px; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look well, therefore to this day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 100px; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is the salutation to the dawn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S59YK5IaSEI/AAAAAAAAQxU/QDKrdqzJiLE/s1600-h/kalidasa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S59YK5IaSEI/AAAAAAAAQxU/QDKrdqzJiLE/s320/kalidasa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 100px; margin-top: 12px; text-indent: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kalidasa (The Hindu equivalent of Shakespeare)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;This man was once so humiliated by his wife that while contemplating suicide he looked to the sky and asked for guidance and understanding. Through this intention to hold on versus give up he began a journey of great enlightenment and poetry that seemed sent from Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the same poem I would recite to Brosden every morning while playing with him outside, raising my arms to the Heavens and looking at this three-year-old with a huge grin on my face.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says that the most painful and terrible things in life can't lead to an elevation into amazing bliss and beauty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S59VhNjeF_I/AAAAAAAAQxE/r_hedxi947E/s1600-h/EINSTEIN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S59VhNjeF_I/AAAAAAAAQxE/r_hedxi947E/s320/EINSTEIN.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for your entertainment, I present another brilliant breakthrough in human history, Charlie Chaplin and his fantastic roll dance. Thank you you three; Albert, Kalidasa and Charlie, for persevering in pursuing and developing your greatest gifts. Now Adam and Sofia can enjoy them in a space and time of great love and laughter.....together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yo6VT_kMiFI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yo6VT_kMiFI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-1204019326406209108?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/1204019326406209108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=1204019326406209108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/1204019326406209108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/1204019326406209108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-is-good-theory-of-love.html' title='Life is Good ~ Living in a Theory of Love'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S59VeU8NjAI/AAAAAAAAQw8/cslomT0BAio/s72-c/DONALD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-5151800004543077045</id><published>2010-03-03T20:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:17:57.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing But a Dreamer</title><content type='html'>Some leading educational experts say if teaching becomes more effective there will be classrooms in the future that reach 90% of the students. This is well above the less than 50% of all students being reached now, and it's questionable that those "being reached" are able to do much more than mimic what the book or teacher has taught/told them to think. I see this as a problem because we are able to get monkeys and parrots to do the same thing......So what are we doing with humans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fellow teacher saw me grading a giant stack of papers this morning and asked why I was still working so hard with less than a week to go before state tests. She said, "Do you believe in miracles?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paused for a second, letting probably 10,000 thoughts contemplate her query, and then responded with an unquestionable, "Yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100% committed to believing in miracles is the only way to make miracles happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6TgJc0ZkHcw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6TgJc0ZkHcw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours later in reading class we graded the last and hardest test of the book series we've been working on. Not one student failed. Not one! That's a 100% success rate right now in the present! (And most students scored a 100%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's taken having to make up to 3,500 different evaluations on student work each night, but it, and they, have been worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 evaluations per question answered: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Did they get the right answer?&lt;br /&gt;2) Were they able to completely explain and prove why it is right?&lt;br /&gt;3) Were the able to completely explain and prove why wrong answer number one is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;4) Were the able to completely explain and prove why wrong answer number two is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;5) Were the able to completely explain and prove why wrong answer number three is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 questions answered per student = 50 separate evaluations &lt;br /&gt;70 students answering 10 questions each (reading, math and science classes) = 700 questions &lt;br /&gt;700 questions * 5 separate evaluations = 3,500 different evaluations and feedback on how they can learn and improve today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's taken them, the reading class for instance, to spend 3 hours reading, searching, comprehending, analyzing, justifying and evaluating and most importantly.....thinking and applying those lesson before answering.....all for maybe a two-page story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of turning in one piece of paper with 10 lines on it (a,b,c or d), they have been turning in up to 10 pages filled with enough brain work to....pull off a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after working hard to behave myself all year, I threw over a desk today in jubilation and excitement.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do I believe in miracles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the miraculous effort it takes to make them happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that the miracle I've been working so hard to get them to believe in, and that they now truly do...... is themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g6ycn3xVLuE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g6ycn3xVLuE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-5151800004543077045?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/5151800004543077045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=5151800004543077045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/5151800004543077045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/5151800004543077045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/03/nothing-but-dreamer.html' title='Nothing But a Dreamer'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-855042397135191715</id><published>2010-02-27T06:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T07:02:37.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7227K9sgIMY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7227K9sgIMY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In everything I do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In everything I see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In every thought I think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In every word I speak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how difficult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or even dangerous it is to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the people in this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Adam Stuart&lt;br /&gt;Feb 27, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-855042397135191715?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/855042397135191715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=855042397135191715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/855042397135191715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/855042397135191715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-my-heart.html' title='In My Heart'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-4235777529279614727</id><published>2010-02-25T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T19:52:59.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Read With A Purpose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S4cZE4vm6TI/AAAAAAAAQw0/3oTKH48q6wI/s1600-h/1-bacon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S4cZE4vm6TI/AAAAAAAAQw0/3oTKH48q6wI/s320/1-bacon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested; that is, some books are to be read only in parts, others to be read but not curiously, and some few to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention&lt;/i&gt;." ~ Francis Bacon (16th century English philosopher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S4cZE4vm6TI/AAAAAAAAQw0/3oTKH48q6wI/s1600-h/1-bacon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When you take the time to figure out what your purpose is for reading the story before you, you greatly increase your chances of retaining what it is you read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a definite purpose for what you are doing unleashes a new level of ability to achieve that purpose. This is what I mean when I encourage you to read and learn &lt;i&gt;actively.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice this and see if you don't have a better feeling while you read. Notice if you don't sit up straighter and your eyes become more focused on the words and the meaning they bring to the story. The brain loves to make sense of what it is doing and consciously knowing why you are reading a particular story not only helps you make more sense of it, but make more sense of it much faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; am not a speed reader. I am a speed                 understander.&lt;br /&gt;~ Isaac Asimov ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eading is to the mind what exercise is to the                 body.&lt;br /&gt;~ Joseph Addison&amp;nbsp; ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;hat is a good book which is opened with&lt;br /&gt;expectation and closed in profit.&lt;br /&gt;~ Amos Bronson Alcott ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;hen I look back, I am so impressed again&lt;br /&gt;with the                 life-giving power of literature.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a young person today, trying to                 gain a sense of&lt;br /&gt;myself in the world, I would do that again by reading,&lt;br /&gt;just as I                 did when I was young.&lt;br /&gt;~ Maya                 Angelou ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o feel most beautifully alive means to be reading something beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;ready always to apprehend in the flow of language the sudden flash of poetry.&lt;br /&gt;~ Gaston Bachelard ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-4235777529279614727?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/4235777529279614727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=4235777529279614727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/4235777529279614727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/4235777529279614727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/02/read-with-purpose.html' title='Read With A Purpose'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S4cZE4vm6TI/AAAAAAAAQw0/3oTKH48q6wI/s72-c/1-bacon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-3823121674970401521</id><published>2010-02-10T06:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T06:53:23.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That Inner Light Must Be Turned On</title><content type='html'>A middle school teacher came into my room to observe some of my students she'll have next year. I asked her about the student I had last year whom I'm currently working on a super hero/educational comic book with this year. She shook her head and told me he's not doing well. When I asked why she told me things that were wrong with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I mentioned how much he grew last year (probably as much if not more than any other student in the country - 700+ points in math and 865 in reading, when @100 points is equivalent to one year's worth of growth) she told me even more of what was wrong with him. It hit me this morning that her jaw had clenched and face tightened as she said this....almost as if she was fighting to justify why he wasn't learning this year...i.e. why in no way was it her fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried planting some seeds of how she could help him grow by mentioning some things I did with him that worked, like finding out what was right about him (his love of drawing super heroes). It didn't seem the "soil" was very fertile planting ground though. Her mind seemed set on why his current failure was his fault and not hers.....and everything that was wrong with him v. right............whereas last year my mindset was on where was his failure WAS my fault, what was right already about him, and how I could change my teaching to allow his strengths to help him succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I was doing in the first part of the year wasn't working, and in a parent-teacher-administration meeting I took the blame for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to try a new approach with him.......and it didn't work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried something different....and that didn't work either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until mid-year that I became a much better student of him that I learned how to become a much better teacher for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this process wasn't possible without taking full responsibility for where I was failing, learning from my failures, trying a new, more intelligent approach.....and continuing to try UNTIL I found an approach that worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone like Edison can try 1,000's of times to figure out how to invent something like the light bulb, can't we as teachers and parents try at least more than a couple of times with these young human beings that have been placed in our care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know when we're born that light bulb is on, illuminating us with all that is good about us and all that is possible in this brand new wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That light goes out in way too many of us way too soon. But that doesn't mean the bulb is broken. It just needs to be rewired and then relit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we must find a way to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Stuart, one day a kid just like me is going to be reading a comic book written by me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just heard what he said to me at the end of last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year it seems less likely that will ever happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't give up on your most important dreams simply because the light has gotten dimmer on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means you put more energy towards making it burn even brighter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make sure when I call him today that his inner dream light floods out the darkness beginning to surround him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll keep doing it until he's able to do it on his own.........His dreams depend on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-3823121674970401521?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/3823121674970401521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=3823121674970401521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/3823121674970401521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/3823121674970401521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/02/that-inner-light-must-be-turned-on.html' title='That Inner Light Must Be Turned On'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-8834082196100769467</id><published>2010-02-07T12:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T12:48:31.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Einstein's Brain Wasn't Bigger</title><content type='html'>He just used more of it than what the average person did, and still does use, which is @3-5%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S276IZH4qRI/AAAAAAAAQtM/6sIMSOK2lDA/s1600-h/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S276IZH4qRI/AAAAAAAAQtM/6sIMSOK2lDA/s320/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We ALL can learn (or relearn) to use more of our brain at any time, at any age. Case in point, my daughter Sofia can't get on FCAT Explorer because there are no programs designed for 2nd grade. As her father I thought, "Well, how CAN I make it possible for her to have access to these learning programs?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S276RGlbK7I/AAAAAAAAQtU/4GiNLEqZxQc/s1600-h/9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S276RGlbK7I/AAAAAAAAQtU/4GiNLEqZxQc/s320/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I discovered I can set her up in her own classes, allowing her to begin at the lowest levels available. In reading she is doing the 3rd grade program, and in math and science she is doing the 5th grade programs.&amp;nbsp; I told her the questions would be hard, but not impossible if she thought them through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She completed the first reading story, getting 4 out of 6 questions right on her own, and the other 2 right after being given a hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is doing the science program and although much harder (because it's at a 5th grade reading level and asks questions about matter, mass, volume and density), she is doing even better, getting 5 out of the first 6 questions correct on her own, and the other one correct after guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me with tears in her eyes. I asked her if those were tears because she loved me, or tears because she hated me asking her to try doing such hard problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S275e2Ct87I/AAAAAAAAQs0/eafiy4KRCo8/s1600-h/oliver10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S275e2Ct87I/AAAAAAAAQs0/eafiy4KRCo8/s320/oliver10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She said she was crying because of how much I believed in her.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when we learn to use more of our brains, we also learn to use more of our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S275xAeQ-QI/AAAAAAAAQs8/nI8TG2awm5o/s1600-h/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S275xAeQ-QI/AAAAAAAAQs8/nI8TG2awm5o/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We apply this to education, and learning can go from teachers pressured to teach to the test and students studying just to get "good grades", to teachers teaching to the hearts and minds of the future, and students studying to become fearless and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I haven't had time to download any new pictures since school started last fall, but it has allowed me to&amp;nbsp; rediscover old pictures, which are bringing a giant smile to my face....and enough energy to bring this love and belief to all my students this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-8834082196100769467?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/8834082196100769467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=8834082196100769467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8834082196100769467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8834082196100769467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/02/einsteins-brain-wasnt-bigger.html' title='Einstein&apos;s Brain Wasn&apos;t Bigger'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S276IZH4qRI/AAAAAAAAQtM/6sIMSOK2lDA/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-8743473516047321715</id><published>2010-01-23T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T11:19:06.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Yourself A Very Rare Gift</title><content type='html'>One morning last week a student came up to me and said she had me figured out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S1sZl4nnDyI/AAAAAAAAQsk/JRbJsT2Pgjg/s1600-h/P1020024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S1sZl4nnDyI/AAAAAAAAQsk/JRbJsT2Pgjg/s320/P1020024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;You know Mr. Stuart, when you get really tired you tell us that you're running out of energy and that if we don't learn how to give back to ourselves you're not going to be able to keep working with each one of us. You're going to give us assignments out of the book and have us sit quietly at our desks doing it.....But you never do. You never give up that we all can really get smarter every day and really become big in life, getting our dreams.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile came across my face and I said, "&lt;i&gt;That's right. I never do. Your parents never gave up on you because they KNEW you could learn to walk and talk, and BELIEVED in you UNTIL you believed that much in yourself too....and finally developed those abilities.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S1saCe4pYCI/AAAAAAAAQss/U3WmwRaJIWo/s1600-h/P1020082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S1saCe4pYCI/AAAAAAAAQss/U3WmwRaJIWo/s320/P1020082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;I KNOW you all can learn to do what I'm asking you to do too. And no, I don't know how to give up on any of you, so I tell myself I can do this again for just one more day. But appreciate it for what it is........a rare gift, one that fewer and fewer people will see in you and help you see in yourself, because they're going to be too busy trying to see it again in themselves.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All I'm asking is that you accept this and give it back to yourself. KNOW you CAN make your dreams come true by making YOURSELF come true.........and please BELIEVE in yourself UNTIL you do BECOME big enough to make your big dreams BECOME big realities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give this gift to yourself, feel energized and focused beyond belief, and you will have given it back to me. Because you can't give this gift to others by buying it, you have to BECOME IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8MEgbE6Y-o0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt; &lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8MEgbE6Y-o0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-8743473516047321715?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/8743473516047321715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=8743473516047321715&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8743473516047321715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8743473516047321715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/01/give-yourself-very-rare-gift.html' title='Give Yourself A Very Rare Gift'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/S1sZl4nnDyI/AAAAAAAAQsk/JRbJsT2Pgjg/s72-c/P1020024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-4648447933274310312</id><published>2010-01-02T11:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T11:14:02.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Find a Way</title><content type='html'>Besides hearing "&lt;i&gt;I Love You&lt;/i&gt;" from someone who truly does, the three other most wonderful words you could hear when you've been overcome by failure are, "&lt;i&gt;Find a Way&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is coming from a person who sees you for all you could be, it can be very empowering. They are saying to you, "&lt;i&gt;This temporary failure ISN'T who you are. Who you REALLY are is someone capable of finding a way of overcoming ANYTHING you truly believe you are......no matter how many times it takes you to find that way".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this message of just "&lt;i&gt;Find a Way&lt;/i&gt;" is coming from yourself, to yourself, I think it is liberating. It sets you free to continue moving forward, causing you to become stronger and smarter, and therefore, &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; than you have ever been before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the more thunderous this message is sent to yourself and others, the faster and greater the process of becoming and achieving more than ever before begins to really happen....and desperately desired dreams finally become fully fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this my friend, is a truly exciting way to wake up each day and live your life.....believing in yourself and others without limits......and without end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDRAhiBtOrQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDRAhiBtOrQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-4648447933274310312?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/4648447933274310312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=4648447933274310312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/4648447933274310312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/4648447933274310312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2010/01/find-way.html' title='Find a Way'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-5135591948548308772</id><published>2009-12-21T14:19:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:58:06.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Open the Greatest Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sy_HGNOHkOI/AAAAAAAAQsU/WpyMXep25Io/s1600-h/P1000306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sy_HGNOHkOI/AAAAAAAAQsU/WpyMXep25Io/s320/P1000306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I truly have received the best Christmas, Hannukah, and Id-e-Milad presents this year from my children and students. No matter what their religion or race or color of their hair, they have all given back to me what I have given to them.......seeing themselves for what they truly are.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, possible, and capable of anything they set their minds to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sy--B9NTjXI/AAAAAAAAQr8/fEqJMo47NcY/s1600-h/100_0107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sy--B9NTjXI/AAAAAAAAQr8/fEqJMo47NcY/s320/100_0107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They have given me the shining of their inner beauty.........and as I realize what they have already done in just half a year I feel as if all the holiday lights are shining within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The math class began the year as the lowest performing students on last year's state tests. On an online program they are now number one in the school and the district, and second in the county among all classes. They are also ranked as the 40th highest among all classes in the state and the 18th highest of all 5th grade classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS HUGE and VERY IMPORTANT for all of us as it could and should lead to the evolution of mankind! How does a group of students/people change so fast in such a short time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they BELIEVED they could, and learned to use those POWERFUL FEELINGS to guide their thoughts towards a POWERFUL PURPOSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reading more students now score A's than anything else, and most do it without sitting in their seats all week being "taught". Instead they spend their time learning about the things THEY WANT TO, and take the tests "cold", seeing the story for the first time, and still ace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sy-_iaEJ56I/AAAAAAAAQsE/ZPMa72njEf8/s1600-h/100_0112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sy-_iaEJ56I/AAAAAAAAQsE/ZPMa72njEf8/s320/100_0112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;****(This is a solution for the age-old complaint, "&lt;i&gt;You can lead a horse to water but can't make him drink&lt;/i&gt;." - While this is true, what you can do is find out what he or she is thirsty for. What do &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;they want&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to know more about? If they can master the traditional curriculum (ace the tests) they set themselves free from being chained to their desks by it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In social studies and science students tell me they can't wait to get to school to work on and show their projects, one telling me he dreams of being able to come to school at 2am to have the time he wants to work on his boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they have done all this in less time than any other class I've taught. Instead of one group spending all day integrating their subjects, they have to do it in @ one hour then move on to another class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sy-_6Ej3atI/AAAAAAAAQsM/t56kjAv9h0Y/s1600-h/100_0110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What it's taken is an accelerated process of what it means to truly dream big (believe in the beauty of yourself) and do big. I've hollered the hades out of them and hugged more heaven into them faster and harder than I've ever done with any class before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sy-8Nu2STRI/AAAAAAAAQrs/g420O3JbEuY/s1600-h/P1020148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sy-8Nu2STRI/AAAAAAAAQrs/g420O3JbEuY/s320/P1020148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three different times I've seen my maker beckoning me home before politely refusing the invitation. (Thank you Ray - I needed help refusing one of these requests and you were there to do it. And thank you son, hugging me two years ago after you made a mistake and promised me you wouldn't think &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; were a mistake because of it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is OK to "&lt;i&gt;work ourselves to death&lt;/i&gt;"....for what? To make the boss happy, pay our bills, provide for our children, make as much money as we can, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we admire our greatest heroes, our sports champions, who "play in pain"....for what? To win a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is we are all so much more than what we're living, and have been living for thousands of years. We all live, we all sometimes hurt, and we all die. The question we don't ask ourselves is what are we going to live for, suffer in pain for, and eventually die for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we're living for more than individual fame and glory, to bring out the best in those around us, to help them see and develop their most beautiful and powerful selves........then we're living for is the most valuable and powerful thing of all........LOVE for more than ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what we're one day going to die for is something very valuable and worthwhile.....that leads to the evolution of mankind where more people succeed at becoming more evolved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just asked Sofia, "&lt;i&gt;What does Daddy live for?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;What is Daddy going to die for?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Are you OK with that?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Of course&lt;/i&gt;", she just said with a confused look (&lt;i&gt;validating once again that we do know the truth as youth, before it is "taught" out of us and forgotten during adulthood&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;No Dad, you live for money!&lt;/i&gt;", she just said with a mocking grin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With real sadness I told her that's what most of us do end up living and dying for, with short breaks in between called vacations and holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sy-_6Ej3atI/AAAAAAAAQsM/t56kjAv9h0Y/s1600-h/100_0110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sy-_6Ej3atI/AAAAAAAAQsM/t56kjAv9h0Y/s320/100_0110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teachers can also do this math program and I accomplished in one week what it took some to do in 11 months. Very quickly I moved to #1 in the state and 7th in the country. This can only be explained by the fact that I teach to many students individually at the same time, causing my brain to adapt and grow very quickly on a daily basis.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second program that ranks me as one of the smartest people in the country (the other one in the world). And my mother thought I might be mentally handicapped when I was younger, but so was Einstein and Edison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking so-called "geniuses" are simply those whose brains resist the unnatural filling of its neurons with memorized information and instead &lt;b&gt;learn&lt;/b&gt; TO USE their brains &lt;b&gt;to think&lt;/b&gt;, connect, solve and create at faster and faster rates. And it's very possible that the smartest of us might still only be using 10% of our brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sy-8l-8fL9I/AAAAAAAAQr0/CGk4zK8TWvQ/s1600-h/P1040486.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sy-8l-8fL9I/AAAAAAAAQr0/CGk4zK8TWvQ/s320/P1040486.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what brain plasticity is, and what we're &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt; capable of, which the students in my classes are proving as an undeniable fact year-after-year-after-year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If education doesn't change because of this, then despite how loving, smart and strong I have &lt;i&gt;become&lt;/i&gt;, I have failed in becoming nothing more than a poster on someone's wall in the future for someone who probably doesn't need the motivation anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And education will continue to be dotted with teachers who believe they can only hope to reach at least one student each year, and those rare teachers who reach all students in at least one way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single one of us is deserving of having the best brought out in us, each and every year, and going on to spend our lives, living and dying to change the world for the better in our own very special and very powerful way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We change history by changing the future, and we change the future by changing the present. It's a beautiful thing to see the people around you change and see how beautiful they truly are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for doing this kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From all of us to all the world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;May the best present you open this holiday be yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SWlD7DSoOKc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SWlD7DSoOKc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sy_HGNOHkOI/AAAAAAAAQsU/WpyMXep25Io/s1600-h/P1000306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;**Definitely watch this.....every day if possible.....and FEEL it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQutSGJkPes&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQutSGJkPes&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nv4mlFxLD90"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nv4mlFxLD90&lt;/a&gt; (same clip but better quality - embedding disabled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great and important clip from the movie about how the brain works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZQ2UdNY0UAw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZQ2UdNY0UAw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-5135591948548308772?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/5135591948548308772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=5135591948548308772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/5135591948548308772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/5135591948548308772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-mr-stuart.html' title='Open the Greatest Gift'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sy_HGNOHkOI/AAAAAAAAQsU/WpyMXep25Io/s72-c/P1000306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-3235271598982352547</id><published>2009-12-12T22:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T22:38:38.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winners Cry While Losers Whine and Wallow</title><content type='html'>One of my students asked if I saw the Florida/Alabama game last weekend (college football) and mentioned how the losing quarterback was crying at the end of the game. I told them that was because he (Tim Tebow) was a winner, and that winners cry when they lose because of how deeply they feel. It is this depth of feeling that makes them winners, in times of great frustration and of great happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Ingram cried when he won the Heisman Trophy tonight. Brosden cried after I spent 20 minutes the other day telling him he was better than how he was behaving for his mother. Sofia cried when she heard for the first time how on the day she was pulled out of my school 2 years ago I found out because I stopped by her class to give her a love note. Bella has teared up and so have I as one student after another tears up as I communicate very clearly they are more than they are giving and comes back the next day believing in themselves so much that they do things they've never done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight my friend and neighbor told me how he cried at a movie he saw today. This guy is a champion tennis player and a champion Kindergarten teacher. He gets his students to believe in themselves and accomplish incredible things because he does in himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's just another random thought I thought I'd share before it passes through my head is soon forgotten because I didn't write it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of pretending that you don't care, powerfully practice caring more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-3235271598982352547?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/3235271598982352547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=3235271598982352547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/3235271598982352547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/3235271598982352547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/12/winners-cry-while-losers-whine-and.html' title='Winners Cry While Losers Whine and Wallow'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-1269435804761918174</id><published>2009-12-10T07:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T07:23:52.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Think You're All That</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNjA*NDc3NTA4NDMmcHQ9MTI2MDQ*Nzc1NDEwOSZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWI1YWMxNjExNWYxMTQyMzQ4ODIwMzBlYWI2MGM3Nzhm.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf" height="128" style="height: 128px; width: 220px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="220"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=37638427&amp;path=2009/12/10&amp;mycolor=515E5C&amp;mycolor2=596B68&amp;mycolor3=E31E84&amp;autoplay=true&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false&amp;ow=220&amp;oh=128"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/37638427" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Music" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" style="border-style: none;" title="Get Music Tracks!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Playlist" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" style="border-style: none;" title="Create A Playlist!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Music&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after the student with no electricity at home found a way to still do his online math assignment, his friend who also rarely does his homework became the next day's highest grower in terms of points earned. I noticed he was looking at his friend in amazement and pointed out to him that when he does go on the program he does well, which shows me he is very smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What further helped him believe in himself was that this observation/praise was coming from his teacher who was the number one teacher in the state on the program and in the top 10 of all teachers in the nation......and it was done in one week as opposed to teachers who have been on the program for 11 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if his friend thinks he's capable of all that and his teacher thinks he's capable of all that....then why not believe he is capable of all that too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people "criticize" us by telling us "Oh you think you're all that!", what they are really telling us is that they themselves are feeling insecure at the moment, and our self-confidence is intimidating to them so much that they react by trying to put us down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, if we don't believe we are capable of all that - all that growth, all that greatness - how are those around us supposed to believe they are capable of all that too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day after that the student with no computer at home became the day's highest grower by going to the local library and using their computers. He is now the 3rd highest in class overall.....and he doesn't even have a computer at home. What he does have is belief in himself to find a way to overcome his problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another student who has never been the player of the day in class has been our player of the day for the past three days in a row, and two of those days the player of the day for the entire school, and went from a 46% on the Fall county math test to a 96% on yesterday's Winter math test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This great belief that nothing is impossible has spilled over to the rest of the class - there are 9 people with over 1,000 points on the program - and into the reading class which some of them are also in.On Friday's reading test the lowest score was a C, and there were more A's than any other grade (15 students kicked their desks out of the way by earning their freedom this week to work on projects &lt;i&gt;they want&lt;/i&gt; to know more about....when I first started doing this only 2 or 3 were able to earn this freedom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went outside to practice the vocab for this week's test by saying the word and its definition then running across the field to catch foam golf balls I was sling-shotting high into the air. Last week we used my late Grandfather's golf club, and the results speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what the results say is that when you don't think you're all that it's not just you who suffers......It's the world around you that does too. If you stay small and afraid of criticism from insecure people, so do those around you.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most important "Oh, Adam you think you're all that" was yesterday. For some reason when my son is with me he is an amazing person who is capable of amazing things, and doesn't need to be on his meds to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what have I heard? "Oh Adam. You think you're all that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better believe I do. He is my son! And if I as his father don't think I'm capable of helping him realize he is capable of all that......How is he suppossed to believe it and become it himself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not what the world thinks of you that matters. It's what the world thinks of itself. It's time to show it that it's not about Me, but We.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think Big! Be a hero for someone around you everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-1269435804761918174?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/1269435804761918174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=1269435804761918174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/1269435804761918174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/1269435804761918174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-think-youre-all-that.html' title='You Think You&apos;re All That'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-120122671866653715</id><published>2009-12-01T06:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T06:48:03.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today We Become Heroes</title><content type='html'>One student who didn't do any work over break on the new online math program didn't have electricity. This is the same one who used to throw chairs and punch people. Because I do believe in him and want to protect who he's becoming, I said, "&lt;i&gt;So? That's just an excuse. It's a pretty good one, but it still stopped you didn't it? This other student right here who doesn't have a computer went to his grandfather's a couple of days over break and had the second highest growth in class because of it. How about coming in with a stack of papers filled in with your work, telling me, "&lt;b&gt;Mr. Stuart, I didn't have electricity in my home but I did have it in my heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Look at what I did do&lt;/i&gt;." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What about doing math in the dirt with a stick? Go ahead and cry if u want. Refuse to do the classwork if u want. It's your life. It's your children you'll have to explain why you don't have electricity to as an adult because you didn't overcome the problem as a child.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can't change the past. You can only change the future. Find a way!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came up to me in the hallway during bus dismissal and told me his cousin was going to come over with his wireless laptop. I told him if he follows through, if he really does find a way to overcome a very real problem that would hold most people back, he breaks the cycle holding him back......and becomes the stuff movies are made of. All I was trying to do was help him break the cycle by building him into something bigger than the problems creating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because whether or not a movie is actually made of this kid's life, he is the star actor in it. Is he acting with the courage, passion, and power he could and should be? Is he the hero in his own life? Or is he the villain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is, yes he is the hero. When I checked the progress this morning he grew enough to put him in the top 10 of the class in most growth yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it just may have broken the cycle and changed his life because of what he had to overcome in order to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question for the rest of us now becomes, are we acting with the same courage as this 11-year old? And are we changing our lives because of it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle died yesterday. I bet he would take on any difficulty no matter how great just to be alive again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not wait until it's too late. What stopped us yesterday that we won't let stop us today? What obstacle or limiting belief can we overcome by having the courage of an 11-year old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let today the day we become heroes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-120122671866653715?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/120122671866653715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=120122671866653715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/120122671866653715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/120122671866653715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-we-become-heroes.html' title='Today We Become Heroes'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-8915436350531591344</id><published>2009-11-23T21:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T09:48:56.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>8,000 Years of Evolutionary Lessons Packed Into One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Swvu8zAEQyI/AAAAAAAAQrE/9uUcFRMnmXY/s1600/1-machu-picchu-KEEP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SwvvEmVW49I/AAAAAAAAQrM/ZngAybH_bXA/s1600/1-cajamarca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SwvvEmVW49I/AAAAAAAAQrM/ZngAybH_bXA/s320/1-cajamarca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching a program involving Columbus' arrival to America and all the way back to the Incan Empire of 8,000 years ago. Man has been around for a long, long time, and I can't help but wonder how far we've really come, how much have we truly evolved and liberated ourselves in this time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What I do know is that all of my students are going to evolve as much as possible in the year that I have them. They are going to free themselves from limiting beliefs that hold them back, the ones that make them worry about not being enough and what others may think of them as they pursue their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Swvu8zAEQyI/AAAAAAAAQrE/9uUcFRMnmXY/s1600/1-machu-picchu-KEEP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Swvu8zAEQyI/AAAAAAAAQrE/9uUcFRMnmXY/s320/1-machu-picchu-KEEP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month ago on a Date Night With Dad I had to apologize to my kids and lay down in bed when we got home. I was having a stroke. I had to unplug myself so I couldn't give anymore and just shut down. By morning I was fine, but since then I've limited myself to being a dad, teaching and writing while I regained my strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No answering emails or responding to comments even when they made feel terrific and helped me heal. Instead I gave that energy to my kids and students. No thinking about what I didn't want or could be worried about. I simply didn't have the energy to waste it on anything that didn't make the situation better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Swvw8lJxtzI/AAAAAAAAQrU/vcpRYbDz0BU/s1600/1-p330908-SHINKAL_INCA_EMPIRE_RUINS_%28CATAMARCA%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today was the first day of our Thanksgiving Break, and I feel a rejuvenated sense of passion for what I do. The faces of my students appear often in my head, and I see such aliveness in their faces that I know I owe it to them to help them evolve into powerful, loving and passionate creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Swvw8lJxtzI/AAAAAAAAQrU/vcpRYbDz0BU/s1600/1-p330908-SHINKAL_INCA_EMPIRE_RUINS_%28CATAMARCA%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Swvw8lJxtzI/AAAAAAAAQrU/vcpRYbDz0BU/s320/1-p330908-SHINKAL_INCA_EMPIRE_RUINS_%28CATAMARCA%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget preparing them for just an end-of-the-year state test. We're studying 8,000 years of what human history has taught us to prepare for an end-of-our-lives test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're preparing ourselves to have the courage and intelligence to discover where else the world isn't flat, where else do we have accepted yet limiting beliefs of how life is and what we're capable of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are preparing to evolve for a lifetime......for all of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-8915436350531591344?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/8915436350531591344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=8915436350531591344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8915436350531591344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8915436350531591344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/11/8000-years-of-evolutionary-lessons.html' title='8,000 Years of Evolutionary Lessons Packed Into One'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SwvvEmVW49I/AAAAAAAAQrM/ZngAybH_bXA/s72-c/1-cajamarca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-2274011630935991319</id><published>2009-11-15T11:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T11:49:33.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Entities After a Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTgyOTQwNTQxMjUmcHQ9MTI1ODI5NDA1ODM3NSZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWI1YWMxNjExNWYxMTQyMzQ4ODIwMzBlYWI2MGM3Nzhm.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf" height="128" style="height: 128px; width: 220px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="220"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=35083764&amp;path=2009/11/15&amp;mycolor=990B21&amp;mycolor2=726F8E&amp;mycolor3=DEBC09&amp;autoplay=true&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false&amp;ow=220&amp;oh=128"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/35083764" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Music" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" style="border-style: none;" title="Get Music Tracks!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Playlist" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" style="border-style: none;" title="Create A Playlist!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MySpace Music&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;As I passed out the math tests Friday morning I played the beginning of Korn's song "Blind", which after a slowly building crescendo asks the question, "&lt;b&gt;ARE YOU READY?&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also wearing a shirt that said, "&lt;b&gt;Go Hard or Go Home&lt;/b&gt;" from the insane bodybuilding clan called, "Animal", which I would point to when the students looked my way during the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sv_9s3rvyQI/AAAAAAAAQpc/OLmi7-hGsH8/s1600-h/1-animal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sv_9s3rvyQI/AAAAAAAAQpc/OLmi7-hGsH8/s640/1-animal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I admire anyone who challenges the limits of what they can be, do or have. And as big as we can build ourselves externally through our&amp;nbsp; bodies, bank accounts and list of buddies who approve of us.......it is the size of our spirits that allows us to become gigantic on the inside, abundantly and richly alive, and believe in ourselves no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is this state that allows us overcome seemingly impossible odds.......what can be only &lt;i&gt;temporary&lt;/i&gt; limitations for ourselves.......and just as importantly........for &lt;i&gt;others&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If humanity is going to evolve past the, "&lt;i&gt;Look at me and what I can do&lt;/i&gt;" world......and into the "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look at we and what WE can do" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;world, we have to change from the inside-out, and &lt;b&gt;BELIEVE&lt;/b&gt; no amount of difficulty is too heavy for us to lift if we're willing to work together to develop the strength to lift it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student who is finally dreaming big but able to do nothing on math tests can't even add.On Monday she was sure 6 + 2 = 7. It is well-known fact that it impossible to teach someone 5th-grade math when they're only on a Kindergarten level..........unless....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996600;"&gt;"If I have the belief that I can do it, I shall surely acquire the capacity to do it even if I may not have it at the beginning." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gandhi&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SwAkyQvneUI/AAAAAAAAQps/8hRDQIIsuPg/s1600-h/1-ghandi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SwAkyQvneUI/AAAAAAAAQps/8hRDQIIsuPg/s320/1-ghandi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......the impossible is changed to in-possible and the teaching goes internal in an unbelievably effective way. Since she trusts me I was allowed to wander around in her head this week, acting as electrician rewiring her neural network until she &lt;b&gt;was able&lt;/b&gt; to begin understanding the basic math concepts that would allow her to figure out more advanced problems than simple addition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played, "I Have a Dream" and some Buddhist Zen meditation music for the rest of the test, and as time ran out I went over to her. I knelt down in front of the desk and looked at her answers. I reached my arms over the desk and wrapped her in my arms. Last week she got a 0%. This week she got a 40%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week another student got his highest score, a 38%, and when another student said, "&lt;i&gt;So what? You still failed&lt;/i&gt;", he said back, "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;So? I got a new high score. I'm growing!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;". I smiled and it was as if my heart could take a rest because the change had happened not just from an external grade, but from an internal change in his inner wisdom and strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I KNOW this will happen with this girl too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact the male student understands the concept of place value so well now that he's going to his former 4th and 3rd grade teachers next week to teach a lesson to their students. I heard these two teachers also cared for and pushed him like I do, so I've been bringing them into my head and heart to teach him this year; three teachers for just one student. And now he'll be teaching in the same class where just two years ago he had to be removed for punching kids in the face or throwing a chair across the room on a weekly basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SwAr9f7-V-I/AAAAAAAAQp8/vGidKXzteBA/s1600-h/1-les+brown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SwAr9f7-V-I/AAAAAAAAQp8/vGidKXzteBA/s320/1-les+brown.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996600;"&gt;"I believe that life is a journey, often difficult and sometimes incredibly cruel, but we are well equipped for it if only we tap into our talents and gifts and allow them to blossom." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wow4u.com/lbrown/index.html"&gt;Les Brown &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while all 23 students in class failed the first test 2 1/2 months ago, of the ones who took #6 on Friday only 9 are still failing (but growing), 3 scored a D (including the former chair-thrower), 1 scored a C, 2 scored B's, and 4 scored A's (one whose previous high was a 73% scored a 98%, and the student who scored a 100% last week did it again - freeing her to work on advanced math projects as if she was in a gifted class).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996600;"&gt;"You don't get in life what you want;  &lt;br /&gt;you get in life what you are." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Les Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SwAttb1ssrI/AAAAAAAAQqE/Ib0SRPQuFHM/s1600-h/1-sunrise2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SwAttb1ssrI/AAAAAAAAQqE/Ib0SRPQuFHM/s320/1-sunrise2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful, special and powerful thing about the results of all this newly created belief and ability, and the fact that it &lt;b&gt;has created fearless entities after their dreams&lt;/b&gt;, is that it goes far beyond the walls of the&amp;nbsp; classroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes back into all those who have ever believed in them........and out into the universe for anyone wanting to believe in themselves more.............and for the rest of all time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why "WE" are so important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SwAuCkYI6sI/AAAAAAAAQqc/SQKxQRLyGvg/s1600-h/1-universe1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SwAuCkYI6sI/AAAAAAAAQqc/SQKxQRLyGvg/s320/1-universe1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996600;"&gt;"Believing in yourself is not for you; it's for every person who has touched your life in a significant way and for every person your life will touch the same way five minutes from now, or five centuries from now." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jaye Miller &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-2274011630935991319?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/2274011630935991319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=2274011630935991319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/2274011630935991319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/2274011630935991319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/11/fearless-entities-after-dream.html' title='Fearless Entities After a Dream'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sv_9s3rvyQI/AAAAAAAAQpc/OLmi7-hGsH8/s72-c/1-animal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-5528919688715856686</id><published>2009-11-13T06:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T06:57:09.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mr. Stuart (actual letter from student)</title><content type='html'>While I was writing the "Dear Mr. Stuart" poem last weekend for the student who scored a 0% on her math test, she was writing her own actual letter to me, which she gave me on Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"hello Mr Staurt I was thinking on the other day when we took Big 20# Math test and I noticed I am failing Math class and I really want to pass 5th grade math I don't want to fail math I want to work harder then I did Before I want to Be aBle to help you sometimes and I missed you when I was ABsent that Day tell every Body I missingfriends. But I Still Just want to Pass 5th grade Math. Please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Love you Mr Staurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nov 10th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You rock"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I told her I was going to keep this letter in my pocket until she got an A on one of these 5th-grade level tests, then shared my poem with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today she takes another test, and we we find out if I've learned how to teach her better, and if she'll have better results on today's test. Dreaming Big, believing v just wishing things can be better than they are, is step one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Step two is Doing Big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Step two happens today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-5528919688715856686?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/5528919688715856686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=5528919688715856686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/5528919688715856686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/5528919688715856686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-mr-stuart-actual-letter-from.html' title='Dear Mr. Stuart (actual letter from student)'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-7520149218362113044</id><published>2009-11-09T07:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T07:15:56.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mr. Stuart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvgBer2Zg0I/AAAAAAAAQo0/POiTPWACsMY/s1600-h/105_0353.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvgBer2Zg0I/AAAAAAAAQo0/POiTPWACsMY/s320/105_0353.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The student who scored a zero on Friday's math test can't even add simple numbers, which means she and I have to literally start from the beginning (kindergarten level). This is a lot of work to do in only an hour a day, but what about the other 20+ students who also need to be taught? Three of them are on advanced individual lesson plans. (&lt;i&gt;Former student who has one of the most supportive parents I've ever seen. How can you not continue this support in the classroom?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one doctor effectively cure more than one patient at a time? My answer is by the great capacity of our minds (&lt;i&gt;on average we only use 3-5% of it&lt;/i&gt;). So even though I teach alone, I don't teach alone mentally. I bring the ESE teacher into class by constantly asking myself, "&lt;i&gt;What accommodations would Ms. Wilson be providing right now?&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvgCmuBCYgI/AAAAAAAAQpM/VH03l-WQAEQ/s1600-h/105_7830.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvgCmuBCYgI/AAAAAAAAQpM/VH03l-WQAEQ/s320/105_7830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bring in the gifted teacher by asking, "&lt;i&gt;What project would Mrs. Grimes provide to this student is she was gifted?&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one student who is on an advanced lesson plan is a great teacher herself, and I've noticed particularly wants to help this failing student. Last week I told her mother that although her daughter was getting A's from me in reading and math I was failing in my job to reach her on deeper levels of thought and ability. She feels lucky and unworthy and still tries to &lt;i&gt;remember&lt;/i&gt; what the answers are instead of becoming smarter by &lt;i&gt;thinking&lt;/i&gt; what the answers could be and then &lt;i&gt;evaluating&lt;/i&gt; her answer to make sure it's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvgBtHL500I/AAAAAAAAQo8/MfG79JrYyuQ/s1600-h/105_0564.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvgBtHL500I/AAAAAAAAQo8/MfG79JrYyuQ/s320/105_0564.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to first focus on and deeply appreciate the things I'm doing right in life (including pushing past my imagined limits yet waking up still alive for another day...."&lt;i&gt;Dude. You made it! And you know what they say about that which doesn't kill you....That means I can do EVEN MORE today.......I must be insane....actually just in case this is my last day I'm living fully and fearlessly....that's my insanity and I can live with that :-)"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what gives me the confidence to also appreciate where I can improve and look at where I'm honestly failing, and believing that today is the day I'll succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvgGw7We8uI/AAAAAAAAQpU/k9fCtpIvw8Q/s1600-h/105_7695.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvgGw7We8uI/AAAAAAAAQpU/k9fCtpIvw8Q/s320/105_7695.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Friday's tests I could tell that this student DID BELIEVE she was able to think on deeper levels&amp;nbsp; as I watched her evaluate her answers in depth (&lt;i&gt;evaluation is the highest level of thought as opposed to getting questions right because you have memorized the answers&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this I know that this succeeding student &lt;b&gt;now has even more&lt;/b&gt; to offer the failing student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what can I bring into the mix? The same thing I brought to the A student I'm now succeeding with on a deeper and longer lasting level: unflinching, uncompromising belief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTc3NjY3MjE2NzEmcHQ9MTI1Nzc2NjcyNTEwOSZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWI1YWMxNjExNWYxMTQyMzQ4ODIwMzBlYWI2MGM3Nzhm.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf" height="128" style="height: 128px; width: 220px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="220"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=34504513&amp;amp;path=2009/11/09&amp;amp;mycolor=222222&amp;amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;amp;autoplay=true&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=220&amp;amp;oh=128"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/34504513" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Music" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" style="border-style: none;" title="Get Music Tracks!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Playlist" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" style="border-style: none;" title="Create A Playlist!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MySpace Music&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Mr. Stuart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You silly, silly man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;While I prove to you that I can't&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You continue to believe that I can&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes Dear Student&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is all true&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But you're forgetting one thing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvgCmuBCYgI/AAAAAAAAQpM/VH03l-WQAEQ/s1600-h/105_7830.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know the Real You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvgCLiQSZmI/AAAAAAAAQpE/bMMXqEJrPDs/s1600-h/P1040497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvgCLiQSZmI/AAAAAAAAQpE/bMMXqEJrPDs/s320/P1040497.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because at least four people will be teaching this one child today, all of our combined belief, intelligence and expertise will make this a very, very good day for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's how you turn an impossible situation (one teacher/doctor trying to truly teach/treat every student/patient &lt;b&gt;at the same time&lt;/b&gt;) into a possible situation (&lt;b&gt;four&lt;/b&gt; doctors &lt;b&gt;treating the one&lt;/b&gt; patient)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how you change lives for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-7520149218362113044?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/7520149218362113044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=7520149218362113044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/7520149218362113044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/7520149218362113044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-mr-stuart.html' title='Dear Mr. Stuart'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvgBer2Zg0I/AAAAAAAAQo0/POiTPWACsMY/s72-c/105_0353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-8104973630766964137</id><published>2009-11-07T08:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T08:33:49.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking Up With More to Give</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTc1OTg3MjE4OTAmcHQ9MTI1NzU5ODcyNTU5MyZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWI1YWMxNjExNWYxMTQyMzQ4ODIwMzBlYWI2MGM3Nzhm.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf" height="128" style="height: 128px; width: 220px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="220"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=34304241&amp;amp;path=2009/11/07&amp;amp;mycolor=FFEFB5&amp;amp;mycolor2=FFD000&amp;amp;mycolor3=DB4646&amp;amp;autoplay=true&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=220&amp;amp;oh=128"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/34304241" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Music" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" style="border-style: none;" title="Get Music Tracks!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Playlist" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" style="border-style: none;" title="Create A Playlist!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MySpace Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;By the time I went to bed last night I was completely drained and dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I woke up this morning I was completely refreshed and alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;How?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvVXaiJEjwI/AAAAAAAAQoM/Fl0soijFykg/s1600-h/robert_louis_stevenson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvVXaiJEjwI/AAAAAAAAQoM/Fl0soijFykg/s320/robert_louis_stevenson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Anyone can carry his or her burden however hard until&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nightfall.&amp;nbsp; Anyone can do his&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; work, however&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; hard, for one day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyone can live sweetly, patiently, lovingly,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; purely till &lt;br /&gt;the sun goes down.&amp;nbsp; And this is all that life really&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; means.&lt;/i&gt;” &lt;br /&gt;— R.L. Stevenson&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Author of such works as Treasure Island, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, and A Child's Garden of Verses&lt;/i&gt;......and by a man who, a victim of poor health, found himself constantly at death's door. He died over 100 years ago at the age 44 but is still among the most popularly read writers of all time.&lt;b&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;I feel that by giving 100% of yourself to what you're doing during your waking hours, you give back to yourself 100% during your sleeping hours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Millions of our cells are being shed every second, and they are being replaced by millions more through mitosis in the same amount of time. Even if you conservatively adjust this process to one million per minute, that's 60 million new cells being created for every hour of sleep you get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;During the day not everything goes as planned. Before yesterday's math test the student who stormed out of class in the beginning of the year in pain from my poor teaching method with her (I dropped the hammer instead of realizing she needed the hug) wrote this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Hello Mr. Staurt (&lt;/i&gt;she still misspells my name&lt;i&gt;) thank you for really helping me and when I got in trouble (&lt;/i&gt;a few weeks ago she lost it and started throwing chairs in the cafeteria&lt;i&gt;) you hugged me and I really was joyful and I really want to pass Mr. Staurt's class and go to 6th grade and I know I can pass because you teached me how to do math.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THANK YOU very much&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;And on a separate piece of paper she filled it with:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;"DREAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;BELIEVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;ACHIEVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;SUCCED"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;She has changed from a person believing very little in herself and her world, to now dreaming very big. And guess what she scored on yesterday's 5th-grade level test?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;A zero......nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;And guess how I felt after I graded it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;A nothing. I had given her and her fellow students everything I had, and now there was nothing left in me to give. Even though the average student in class increased their grade by 17% and we had our first 100% score of the year, my best teaching scored a zero with her. She and I had both failed, and I went to bed with that fact.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvVgQlK4bEI/AAAAAAAAQoU/2woQEjv0rNA/s1600-h/teddy+roosevelt-thumb-342x413.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvVgQlK4bEI/AAAAAAAAQoU/2woQEjv0rNA/s320/teddy+roosevelt-thumb-342x413.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;“Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; triumphs, even though checkered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;b&gt; by failure, than to take rank with those spoor spirits who neither enjoy much nor suffer much, because they live in the grey twilight that knows not victory nor defeat.” &lt;br /&gt;— Theodore Roosevelt &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,HELVETICA; font-size: small;"&gt;(For Teddy character was ultimately about action and struggle, rather than good intentions and reflection)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,HELVETICA; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And since through my own struggles I've developed a powerful ability to focus my thoughts on &lt;b&gt;what I want&lt;/b&gt; to see in the world, the cells that had nothing left to give died away during the night and were replaced by new cells full of power and hope and new intelligence of how &lt;b&gt;I can&lt;/b&gt; help her succeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,HELVETICA; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,HELVETICA; font-size: small;"&gt;At the rate of at least 60 million an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,HELVETICA; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,HELVETICA; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Next week is going to be the best week of her life. This is the fact I woke up to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvVXaiJEjwI/AAAAAAAAQoM/Fl0soijFykg/s1600-h/robert_louis_stevenson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvVoF_iRMDI/AAAAAAAAQos/iHXVkSP3Vhw/s1600-h/1-emerson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvVoF_iRMDI/AAAAAAAAQos/iHXVkSP3Vhw/s400/1-emerson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;“To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and endure the betrayal of false&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;friends; to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden, or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.&amp;nbsp; This is to have succeeded.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(poet, philosopher, lecturer, and essayist who based many of his works from the observations he made in his journal as a boy.......Adding to my belief that we know the answers to life as children, forget them as adults, and remember them in old age)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvVn7Mm_SSI/AAAAAAAAQok/Vg4MdTKsNSY/s1600-h/buchner150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvVn7Mm_SSI/AAAAAAAAQok/Vg4MdTKsNSY/s1600-h/buchner150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvVn7Mm_SSI/AAAAAAAAQok/Vg4MdTKsNSY/s200/buchner150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;“One life on this earth is all that we get, whether it&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; is enough or not enough, and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;b&gt; obvious conclusion&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; would seem to be that at the very least we are fools if we do not live it as fully and bravely and beautifully as we can.”&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;— Frederick Buechner&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;novelist and preacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;who as a boy overcame the loss of his father to suicide, fueling a literary search for truth, joy, home and courage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-8104973630766964137?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/8104973630766964137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=8104973630766964137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8104973630766964137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8104973630766964137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/11/waking-up-with-more-to-give.html' title='Waking Up With More to Give'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SvVXaiJEjwI/AAAAAAAAQoM/Fl0soijFykg/s72-c/robert_louis_stevenson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-8369515552631295897</id><published>2009-11-02T07:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T07:21:55.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 10 ~ The Power of The Parent - Kicking the Desk Out of the Way</title><content type='html'>Before I came to teach at my children's school (&lt;i&gt;and a few years before the famous, "This is Sparta!" scene&lt;/i&gt;), I was sitting around a table at the inner city school where I taught. The purpose of the meeting was to see how we could help a student who kept failing, partly because he had severe ADHD but was unable to take medication because his body rejected all types of medicine diagnosed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one, everyone around the table said how they were doing everything possible and that his failure wasn't their fault. The parents, divorced and full of animosity, began blaming each other. I spoke up and said he was failing because I was failing to reach him. I confessed I didn't know what to do, but that I would keep trying to find a way, and that it was my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was as if everyone breathed a sigh of relief and sent all of the blame into me. I felt physically sick to my stomach and wondered why I had said that. I felt dizzy as we ended the meeting and I got up to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the door the boy's father was waiting for me. He told me no one had ever taken the blame for his son's failure and began to cry. He put his hand on my shoulder and told me I had his permission to do whatever it took to help his son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three months later this student (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who I'll call Ant, which would make you smirk at my "creativity" if you knew his real name&lt;/span&gt;) still wasn't paying attention or working hard in class consistently. The state tests were in a month so time was running out. I remembered what his father said so I mentioned that since Ant wasn't using his desk perhaps we should get it out of his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him what I was going to do might be a little scary, but I was going to try something that might wake him up enough so I could work with the real Ant that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; capable of focusing and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;making sense&lt;/span&gt; of what he was trying to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if he trusted me. Because I had his parents' support at home he believed in and trusted me too (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the mother also came forth later and thanked me&lt;/span&gt;). I asked him to move away from his desk and said I was going to show him who he really was. What he was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; capable of. That he &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; the power and strength &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he needed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;ALREADY INSIDE&lt;/b&gt; of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I shouted, "&lt;span style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS WHO YOU ARE!&lt;/span&gt;"..........and kicked his desk so hard that it flew across the room and smashed against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had tears in his eyes, but so did his father. He was now awake, and alive. And I had the opening I needed to reach him and teach him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it put me in a storm of criticism from parents of other students who didn't know why I did that and didn't bother to ask, but instead called me "mad".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eZeYVIWz99I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eZeYVIWz99I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead of kicking Ant out of the way as another hopeless cause, I kicked and smashed his limitations and excuses out of the way, freeing him from his slavery of ADHD. In return, he overcame his limitations and&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BECAME&lt;/span&gt; something he never had been before. In one month he became so powerful he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; pass the state tests and graduate into the 6th grade (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by one point which makes me wish I had done it earlier&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As teachers it is our job to reach every single one of our students, to stand and fight. Most of us stop trying because we have one parent criticizing us. All we need is one who isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;side note to remind myself that this was my 1,000th post on the Samurai Teaching blog&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-8369515552631295897?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/8369515552631295897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=8369515552631295897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8369515552631295897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8369515552631295897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/11/chapter-10-power-of-parent-kicking-desk.html' title='Chapter 10 ~ The Power of The Parent - Kicking the Desk Out of the Way'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-8063322657971379241</id><published>2009-10-31T08:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T08:39:38.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 9 ~ The Power of The Parent - Why Educators Stopr Trying to Educate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Suwnsm3bjgI/AAAAAAAAQlc/wz8aZAKxfr4/s1600-h/105_0690.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398733700611149314" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Suwnsm3bjgI/AAAAAAAAQlc/wz8aZAKxfr4/s320/105_0690.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would someone give &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; they have to another person? All of their love, all of their belief, all of their time, energy, effort and strength............Why would someone give their life to another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is simple......because the person they are giving all this to is that important to them, and to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuwqkST9MwI/AAAAAAAAQmc/mHhGynhulNM/s1600-h/P1040485.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398736856189580034" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuwqkST9MwI/AAAAAAAAQmc/mHhGynhulNM/s320/P1040485.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In education, "that person" is the student. If that student was the teacher's own child, there's no doubt that as that child's parent&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, everything&lt;/span&gt; would be given to their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;full&lt;/span&gt; development. The love of a parent for their child is enormous and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never-ending&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even if a student isn't the teacher's own child, they are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somebody's&lt;/span&gt; child. They are loved and believed in and the most precious treasure in the world to somebody else. And doesn't that make them deserving of all of you and your best treatment of them? If you're a doctor treating a patient who isn't your own child shouldn't you treat them with the same love and effectiveness as if they were?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Suwqkiq61mI/AAAAAAAAQmk/huOua4t52hE/s1600-h/P1040486.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398736860580861538" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Suwqkiq61mI/AAAAAAAAQmk/huOua4t52hE/s320/P1040486.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And if a student's parent(s) has forgotten how precious their child is, shouldn't you remember it for them, and treat and develop their child so well they do things so incredible and fantastic that it wakes up and reminds their parents how truly capable and special their child really is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't easy to do of course, and the reason why it's rarely done, because it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; easy and&amp;nbsp; takes an enormous amount out of a person to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; to do, let alone do correctly (I just noticed I italicized the words "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt;", which put together is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not even try&lt;/span&gt;") . These teachers not even trying &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; people, very &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt; people, but very tired and worn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuwzSCdtSaI/AAAAAAAAQn0/UEDeAiQAwRU/s1600-h/P1010949.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398746438302517666" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuwzSCdtSaI/AAAAAAAAQn0/UEDeAiQAwRU/s320/P1010949.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Add parents blaming you as the cause for their child's lack of success and you begin to wonder why you're even trying.....and once that thought is asked enough times it begins to take root, and eventually does grow into not even trying to truly educate students more than just telling them how to solve and memorize problems to prepare them to pass a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least everybody &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;looks&lt;/span&gt; good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is that a human filled with knowledge is no more impressive or valuable than a laptop computer with access to the internet.....I have one for $300. There is no way I can let anyone leave me being worth no more than a few hundred bucks. I don't care how good I look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuwzRrwqK2I/AAAAAAAAQnk/UTcc7awlw4Y/s1600-h/P1010942.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398746432207989602" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuwzRrwqK2I/AAAAAAAAQnk/UTcc7awlw4Y/s320/P1010942.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Educating someone in the real sense of the word, getting them to think for themselves and teaching them how to solve problems on their own that they haven't been "taught", or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;told&lt;/span&gt;, how to do, to be able to deal with and overcome failure so it's never more than temporary.......this is worlds more difficult and challenging than teaching someone how to memorize knowledge to get an A on a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuwzQ02Vg-I/AAAAAAAAQnU/Mx5cSuluHSQ/s1600-h/P1010940.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398746417467851746" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuwzQ02Vg-I/AAAAAAAAQnU/Mx5cSuluHSQ/s320/P1010940.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And it requires you to create what's not yet there; new worlds of possibility for yourself and others, literally changing the history of those involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The power of the parent to help or hurt their child's education is so great there's more on this to come&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like having the parents' permission to kick the desk out of the way.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-8063322657971379241?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/8063322657971379241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=8063322657971379241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8063322657971379241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8063322657971379241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/10/chapter-9-power-of-parent-why-educators.html' title='Chapter 9 ~ The Power of The Parent - Why Educators Stopr Trying to Educate'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Suwnsm3bjgI/AAAAAAAAQlc/wz8aZAKxfr4/s72-c/105_0690.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-2972199609363936314</id><published>2009-10-26T04:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T04:18:05.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lockin' Up and Rockin' Out Videos</title><content type='html'>Two videos for my students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4b4DFB-J4T4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4b4DFB-J4T4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3fcjSk7Ukbs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3fcjSk7Ukbs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j5_rjDlotm4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j5_rjDlotm4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-2972199609363936314?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/2972199609363936314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=2972199609363936314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/2972199609363936314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/2972199609363936314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/10/lockin-up-and-rockin-out-videos.html' title='Lockin&apos; Up and Rockin&apos; Out Videos'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-512688382204953033</id><published>2009-10-23T04:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T04:56:31.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Fou Rire d'une Ballerine écolière</title><content type='html'>(The Giggles of a Schoolgirl Ballerina)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuFxWwoubII/AAAAAAAAQj8/l6oOWSbGbzk/s1600-h/105_8792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuFxWwoubII/AAAAAAAAQj8/l6oOWSbGbzk/s320/105_8792.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395718464393342082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to Sofia's ballet and tap practices yesterday (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her mother has taken over payments&lt;/span&gt;). As we both sat there watching this beautiful little girl we created out of love.....beauty and love found its way from my  worn-out heart to my whimsical head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We should strive to develop our inner beauty, not to attract another or convince the world of our beauty, but to convince the world of its own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The beauty of watching children at play is seeing spirit at play. As adults we need to ask ourselves, &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Are our own spirits at play?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuFxXPAjmJI/AAAAAAAAQkE/u_wCAIbFssc/s1600-h/105_8791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuFxXPAjmJI/AAAAAAAAQkE/u_wCAIbFssc/s320/105_8791.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395718472546359442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We must find our own music, or at least be convinced that we DO have music to play. And it's not what we think the world is telling us we should be playing. It's playfully listening to our own internal rhythms and letting them play within.......to the right people and the ones who need it, our music will sound like a symphony.....and it will be beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every moment deserves to be appreciated.....felt.....with 100% of yourself dedicated and committed to this moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;small notepad full that Sofia's mom gave me with a grin after watching me fill up both sides of a scrap piece of paper&lt;/span&gt;)....but I have to get back to recording and analyzing student data for today's lesson plans. I know it's an insane pace for an already overwhelmed teacher to put themselves through, but for what it's doing to the minds and spirits of these students it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuFwsy93CNI/AAAAAAAAQj0/ir32DILNL_4/s1600-h/105_8793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuFwsy93CNI/AAAAAAAAQj0/ir32DILNL_4/s320/105_8793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395717743464351954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The reading class has gone from 4 A's and 14 Failures on the first test to 20 A's and 1 Failure on the latest (and this student has gone from a 23% to a 53%).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math class has seen an 18% growth rate in average student performance and science, those poor kids in science.......they are going through such an assault on their brains having to demonstrate true understanding and ability that EVERY single one has had their grades drop to F's.........and are now just beginning to come out of this temporary failure.....but much smarter and with hearts beating with deeper beliefs in themselves than they ever had to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's easy to believe you're smart when you're getting A's.....Can you have the courage to believe in yourself when you're failing?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuFwr1uzbTI/AAAAAAAAQjc/IM7f5vt2xOE/s1600-h/105_8912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuFwr1uzbTI/AAAAAAAAQjc/IM7f5vt2xOE/s320/105_8912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395717727026638130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why anyone wants to be in my class I really don't know. It is a lot of fun, but it's brutal. You CAN grow bigger than your obstacles, and by God, Buddha, Allah and YOURSELF, you WILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***By the way, Sofia told me yesterday morning that parents were allowed to watch that afternoon's practice and asked me to come. I told her I had a full afternoon scheduled but I would move things around so I could make the time to be there. She said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like when you make the time Daddy&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not confusing, just difficult. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's important is making the time for what's important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I not done this I wouldn't have had this experience that led to these thoughts and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuFwsUYmm1I/AAAAAAAAQjs/oe10C_sESi4/s1600-h/105_8892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuFwsUYmm1I/AAAAAAAAQjs/oe10C_sESi4/s320/105_8892.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395717735255022418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But how do you find the time to make time when life is already full and you're already exhausted? You can't always keep adding one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, but these are all thoughts of what you can't do.  Replace them with thoughts of what you CAN do. You CAN quiet yourself and get rid of pointless thoughts and emotions like stress, worry, doubt, fear and how tired you are. It doesn't matter if they're all true, it's not helping by focusing and hanging onto them.........and this "truth" can be only temporary by creating a new truth for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't gone to bed before 4 the past two mornings. I was so truly tired that I started to fall asleep within 5 minutes of watching her class warm up. I emptied my head of thoughts of how tired I was and replaced them with appreciation of seeing the inner beauty radiating out from my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuF3plIztRI/AAAAAAAAQlU/ySbcKBQ5WaM/s1600-h/105_8890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuF3plIztRI/AAAAAAAAQlU/ySbcKBQ5WaM/s320/105_8890.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395725384793961746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before I knew it I was so re-energized at Sofia's practice that I was feeling thoughts that my head was telling me, "Write that down!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do the same thing at school during breaks by visiting other classes (like Mrs. Iiames, Sofia's 1st grade teacher last year, and her neighbor Ms. Pollard.) Sometimes I just stand outside their doors and let the love and playful spirits I see radiating from their classes come into me.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuFxXdPy6QI/AAAAAAAAQkM/8gbgQZHYCSo/s1600-h/105_8790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuFxXdPy6QI/AAAAAAAAQkM/8gbgQZHYCSo/s320/105_8790.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395718476368374018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To other parents I must have looked as if I had an abundance of energy.....which I guess I did after spending 2-3 minutes focusing on the beauty right in front of me v the tiredness I felt physically. My spirit had taken over.....proving that physical beauty and physical strength is nothing compared to who we really are on the deeper sub-atomic levels of our thoughts and emotions.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our consciousness entering the dense matter of our cells and molecules - or what we call spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And spirit is what allows us to find the love to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;believe more&lt;/span&gt; and the energy to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be more&lt;/span&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to hear your little girl giggle in ballet class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-512688382204953033?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/512688382204953033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=512688382204953033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/512688382204953033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/512688382204953033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/10/le-fou-rire-dune-ballerine-ecoliere.html' title='Le Fou Rire d&apos;une Ballerine écolière'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SuFxWwoubII/AAAAAAAAQj8/l6oOWSbGbzk/s72-c/105_8792.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-3390549046533694838</id><published>2009-10-21T06:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T06:40:05.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming More (Alive!)</title><content type='html'>Giving this to my classes today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt; &lt;style&gt; v\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} o\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} w\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} .shape {behavior:url(#default#VML);} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face  {font-family:"Comic Sans MS";  panose-1:3 15 7 2 3 3 2 2 2 4;  mso-font-charset:0;  mso-generic-font-family:script;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} a:link, span.MsoHyperlink  {color:blue;  text-decoration:underline;  text-underline:single;} a:visited, span.MsoHyperlinkFollowed  {color:purple;  text-decoration:underline;  text-underline:single;} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;}  /* List Definitions */  @list l0  {mso-list-id:1028532446;  mso-list-type:hybrid;  mso-list-template-ids:-730451550 67698703 67698713 67698715 67698703 67698713 67698715 67698703 67698713 67698715;} @list l0:level1  {mso-level-tab-stop:.5in;  mso-level-number-position:left;  text-indent:-.25in;} ol  {margin-bottom:0in;} ul  {margin-bottom:0in;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;QUOTES ON GROWTH / BECOMING MORE (ALIVE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;We only have two rules in this class:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;Dream Big&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;2. Do Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;We ALL follow these rules and we ALL Become Bigger than we’ve EVER been!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;And we do this with the first quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/the_great_thing_in_the_world_is_not_so_much_where/146522.html"&gt;The great thing in the world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1031" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:8.25pt;"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\ADAMST~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.gif" href="http://thinkexist.com/i/sq/as4.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADAMST%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.gif" title="Author Popularity 8/10" shapes="_x0000_i1031" align="middle" border="0" width="11" height="9" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/oliver_wendell_holmes/"&gt;Oliver Wendell Holmes quotes&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/nationality/american_authors/"&gt;American&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_physicians/"&gt;Physician&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_poets/"&gt;Poet&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_writers/"&gt;Writer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_humorists/"&gt;Humorist&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_professors/"&gt;Professor&lt;/a&gt; at Harvard, &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/birthday/august_29/"&gt;1809&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/birthday/october_7/"&gt;1894&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/intellectual_growth_should_commence_at_birth_and/172090.html"&gt;Intellectual growth should commence at birth and cease only at death&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;~ &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/albert_einstein/"&gt;Albert Einstein quotes&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/nationality/german_authors/"&gt;German&lt;/a&gt; born &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/nationality/american_authors/"&gt;American&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_physicists/"&gt;Physicist&lt;/a&gt; who developed the special and general theories of relativity. Nobel Prize for Physics in 1921. &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/birthday/march_14/"&gt;1879&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/birthday/april_18/"&gt;1955&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/if-we-re-growing-we-re-always-going-to-be-out-of/563377.html"&gt;If we're growing, we're always going to be out of our comfort zone.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:8.25pt;height:6.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\ADAMST~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.gif" href="http://thinkexist.com/i/sq/as4.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADAMST%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.gif" title="Author Popularity 8/10" shapes="_x0000_i1025" align="middle" border="0" width="11" height="9" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/john_maxwell/"&gt;John Maxwell quotes&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/nationality/american_authors/"&gt;American&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_authors/"&gt;Author&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_motivational_speakers/"&gt;motivational speaker&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/write_to_be_understood-speak_to_be_heard-read_to/214157.html"&gt;Write to be understood, speak to be heard, read to grow...&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1026" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:8.25pt;height:6.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\ADAMST~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image002.gif" href="http://thinkexist.com/i/sq/as2.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADAMST%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image002.gif" title="Author Popularity 5/10" shapes="_x0000_i1026" align="middle" border="0" width="11" height="9" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/lawrence_clark_powell/"&gt;Lawrence Clark Powell quotes&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/nationality/american_authors/"&gt;American&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_librarians/"&gt;Librarian&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_writers/"&gt;Writer&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_critics/"&gt;Critic&lt;/a&gt;, 1906-2001)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/don-t_wait_until_everything_is_just_right-it_will/295163.html"&gt;Don't wait until everything is just right. It will never be perfect. There will always be challenges, obstacles and less than perfect conditions. So what. Get started now. With each step you take, you will grow stronger and stronger, more and more skilled, more and more self-confident and more and more successful.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1027" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:8.25pt;height:6.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\ADAMST~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.gif" href="http://thinkexist.com/i/sq/as4.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADAMST%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.gif" title="Author Popularity 7/10" shapes="_x0000_i1027" align="middle" border="0" width="11" height="9" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/mark_victor_hansen/"&gt;Mark Victor Hansen quotes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/mark_victor_hansen/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/he_who_moves_not_forward-goes/190582.html"&gt;He who moves not forward, goes backward&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1028" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:8.25pt;height:6.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\ADAMST~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.gif" href="http://thinkexist.com/i/sq/as4.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADAMST%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.gif" title="Author Popularity 7/10" shapes="_x0000_i1028" align="middle" border="0" width="11" height="9" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/johann_wolfgang_von_goethe/"&gt;Johann Wolfgang von Goethe quotes&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/nationality/german_authors/"&gt;German&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_playwrights/"&gt;Playwright&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_poets/"&gt;Poet&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_novelists/"&gt;Novelist&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_dramatists/"&gt;Dramatist&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/birthday/august_28/"&gt;1749&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/birthday/march_22/"&gt;1832&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/without_continual_growth_and_progress-such_words/146132.html"&gt;Without continual growth and progress, such words as improvement, achievement, and success have no meaning.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1029" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:8.25pt;height:6.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\ADAMST~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image003.gif" href="http://thinkexist.com/i/sq/as5.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADAMST%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image003.gif" title="Author Popularity 10/10" shapes="_x0000_i1029" align="middle" border="0" width="11" height="9" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/benjamin_franklin/"&gt;Benjamin Franklin quotes&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/nationality/american_authors/"&gt;American&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_statesmen/"&gt;Statesman&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_scientists/"&gt;Scientist&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_philosophers/"&gt;Philosopher&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_printers/"&gt;Printer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_writers/"&gt;Writer&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/occupation/famous_inventors/"&gt;Inventor&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/birthday/january_17/"&gt;1706&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/birthday/april_17/"&gt;1790&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/you-ve_got_to_do_your_own_growing-no_matter_how/13702.html"&gt;You've got to do your own growing, no matter how tall your grandfather was.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1030" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:8.25pt;height:6.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\ADAMST~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.gif" href="http://thinkexist.com/i/sq/as4.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADAMST%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.gif" title="Author Popularity 9/10" shapes="_x0000_i1030" align="middle" border="0" width="11" height="9" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/irish_sayings/"&gt;Irish Sayings quotes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/irish_sayings/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/life_is_change-growth_is_optional-choose_wisely/13961.html"&gt;Life is change. Growth is optional. Choose wisely.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/growth_means_change_and_change_involves_risk/13493.html"&gt;Growth means change and change involves risk, stepping from the known to the unknown.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-3390549046533694838?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/3390549046533694838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=3390549046533694838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/3390549046533694838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/3390549046533694838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/10/becoming-more-alive.html' title='Becoming More (Alive!)'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-132591602629040110</id><published>2009-10-11T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:21:11.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8 ~ Focus First on What's Right</title><content type='html'>As I log on to open my email my eyes open to more stories of death and devastation: (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really old skeletons in London's Natural Museum of History&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StIB10L_qkI/AAAAAAAAQdk/X_vAjT9lqCY/s1600-h/100_1957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StIB10L_qkI/AAAAAAAAQdk/X_vAjT9lqCY/s320/100_1957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391373727969552962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;INKOM, Idaho – A bus carrying a celebrated &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255250672_0"&gt;Utah high school&lt;/span&gt; band swerved off an Idaho interstate and crashed on its side, killing an instructor and injuring some students, police and a school official said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAGUIO, Philippines – American &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255260406_0"&gt;military helicopters&lt;/span&gt; ferried tons of aid Sunday to a northern Philippine mountain region facing shortages of food, gasoline and coffins after back-to-back typhoons killed more than 600 in the country.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StIB1TVXZgI/AAAAAAAAQdc/ZzfpRX_MLZ4/s1600-h/100_1962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StIB1TVXZgI/AAAAAAAAQdc/ZzfpRX_MLZ4/s320/100_1962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391373719150487042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RAWALPINDI, Pakistan – At least 19 people died in the standoff, including three captives and eight of the militants, who wore &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255254311_2"&gt;army fatigues&lt;/span&gt; in the audacious assault......The attack on the nerve center of the army, &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255254311_3"&gt;Pakistan&lt;/span&gt;'s most powerful institution, showed the continued strength of insurgents allied with al-Qaida and the Taliban despite military operations and U.S. missile strikes that have battered their ranks. It was the third major attack in Pakistan in a week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTUyODc2MDg3MzQmcHQ9MTI1NTI4NzYxMjAzMSZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MQ==.gif" border="0" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf" style="width: 220px; height: 128px;" width="220" height="128"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=31833242&amp;amp;path=2009/10/11&amp;amp;mycolor=222222&amp;amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;amp;autoplay=true&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=220&amp;amp;oh=128"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/31833242" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" title="Get Music Tracks!" style="border-style: none;" alt="Music" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" title="Create A Playlist!" style="border-style: none;" alt="Playlist" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MySpace Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;The teacher who died did so trying to save her students and was thrown from the bus. This woke me up because I know I would do the same, doing whatever it took to keep my students alive, inside and out. A life for a life. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life has to be given for LIFE, not things&lt;/span&gt; (cars, homes, others' approval, etc). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StIB2HZalEI/AAAAAAAAQds/41Jjsljy3Go/s1600-h/100_1963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StIB2HZalEI/AAAAAAAAQds/41Jjsljy3Go/s320/100_1963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391373733126116418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From my experience life tests you on your beliefs. So in case "this day" is the last with my students, why not give them all of me? All my belief in them, all my hope and courage that THEY CAN overcome their obstacles and face their fears? All of my best teaching and observing all the teachers around me for ideas on how I can be even better?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;If I hold back so will my students. And we already have a world with too many people holding back, hurting and hating, either giving up or lashing out from the hopelessness they feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Pakistan story really bothered me because it tells of a bad situation getting worse. This flooding day-after-day of bad news makes already frightened and insecure people feel only more frightened and insecure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH9Tv8tv1I/AAAAAAAAQcc/gfXbQAK17pc/s1600-h/100_1589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH9Tv8tv1I/AAAAAAAAQcc/gfXbQAK17pc/s320/100_1589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391368744669658962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What if there was a flooding day-after-day of sad and terrible situations becoming good? Of the good getting better? And of the great becoming miraculous? What would news of this world do to world of the human spirit?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StJX1yFHQoI/AAAAAAAAQhU/wf3I4jtx7MY/s1600-h/100_1897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StJX1yFHQoI/AAAAAAAAQhU/wf3I4jtx7MY/s320/100_1897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391468285403808386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because I'm such a spirited fighter, instead of allowing myself to drown in the barrage of never-ending bad news or deal with it by becoming detached and uncaring, I'm rejuvenated to post even more positive stories of life being created, giving anyone who wants it the opportunity to read something good first thing in the morning, pass it on to someone they think could use or appreciate it (especially teachers and parents), then go about their day feeling good and capable of changing something that didn't go well yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;This can be a thread of support between friends, a life preserver for someone who feels like they're drowning, or a tsunami wave uplifting their spirit and crashing down upon the things that stopped them the day before, perhaps wiping them away for good this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH-fk3yclI/AAAAAAAAQc0/G1HHihaX0e4/s1600-h/100_1725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH-fk3yclI/AAAAAAAAQc0/G1HHihaX0e4/s320/100_1725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391370047366263378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My entire reading class did this each day for the past 30 days. On September 4th of this year, only 4 students scored an A on their first reading test. One month later this TRIPLED as 12 students scored A's, with 4 scoring at 100% or better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nope - not one smile from this guy - but he is guarding the Crown Jewels so I guess he should be serious - no pictures were allowed but I did get to see things my ancestors wore and used - even where I'm standing they too once stood 400 years ago as this was one of their palaces&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StJfvrg_NHI/AAAAAAAAQiE/HxeLO6YEe8o/s1600-h/100_2255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StJfvrg_NHI/AAAAAAAAQiE/HxeLO6YEe8o/s320/100_2255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391476976655479922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But instead of making sure only a few experienced great success and the rest were held down in their places, this more enlightened Stuart wants to be sure EVERYONE around him experiences MASSIVE  success by overcoming what's holding them down, such as their own fears and insecurities....and becoming rulers of their own lives (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;another one of their palaces...can you imagine the dancing that went on here?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;On September 4th only 13 of the 27 students passed the test with 14 failing&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;48% succeeded / 52% failed&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;October 6th - 23 students passed with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only 2 failing&lt;/span&gt; (2 students absent). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's 92% succeeding / only 08% failing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StIDpHeo89I/AAAAAAAAQeU/T6Xqc5t66Ag/s1600-h/100_2058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StIDpHeo89I/AAAAAAAAQeU/T6Xqc5t66Ag/s320/100_2058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391375708832986066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;22 of these students scored either an A or B while the one who got a C missed a B by 02% (78%). Two students considered "average" just one month ago are now asking to take &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shakespeare's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Complete Works &lt;/span&gt;home for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;extra&lt;/span&gt; reading (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which is at least on a 10th grade level&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of the 2 who failed, one is doing something at home he has never done before........reading! Much to his parents' surprise (and delight) this child who hated reading just 30 days ago is now excusing himself from the dinner table to  read, saying something to the effect,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StIElZOGXmI/AAAAAAAAQec/ESFjf40GrSI/s1600-h/100_2065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StIElZOGXmI/AAAAAAAAQec/ESFjf40GrSI/s320/100_2065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391376744387599970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Stuart says this is just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;where&lt;/span&gt; I am, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not who&lt;/span&gt; I am. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm NOT&lt;/span&gt; a failure, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM&lt;/span&gt; getting better because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm DOING something about it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;And after experiencing massive failure (only one of two in class to fail) and giving up (as even most adults would do), he toughened up and woke up to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his true nature, which is the ability to change your life for the better as quickly as YOU can change for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH-hYlvDQI/AAAAAAAAQdU/rsx0SIF-w2c/s1600-h/100_1951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH-hYlvDQI/AAAAAAAAQdU/rsx0SIF-w2c/s320/100_1951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391370078429056258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you don't throw away your excuses for why you can't change, you throw away your opportunity TO change. As YOU change so does your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Two days later he was only one of two in the entire class to score a perfect 105% on the spelling test, changing where he sat from all the way in the front to all the way in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The lower your performance the more critical your condition is, so the closer you are for me to observe and study you to figure out how I can succeed in helping you. And if you don't like where you're sitting (in class and in life), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then CHANGE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had to change from coffee to tea for awhile&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH-g2nip2I/AAAAAAAAQdM/Jmy3cORELag/s1600-h/100_1835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH-g2nip2I/AAAAAAAAQdM/Jmy3cORELag/s320/100_1835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391370069309826914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You should have seen his face......You &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; have seen his face! It would have given you hope and strength for at least a week. Maybe I will write the pilot for a TV show about a divorced dad who really loves his kids who is also a teacher who really loves his students. It would be a good show because it would be based on true events. Fiction inspires us. Truth empowers us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sitting in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;same chair&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;same desk&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;same home&lt;/span&gt; Charles Dickens wrote "Oliver Twist". The truth is that every history-maker and reality-changer persisted with their vision until it became true.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StJX2WxyWoI/AAAAAAAAQhc/BrHgxEEH7Ds/s1600-h/100_1898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StJX2WxyWoI/AAAAAAAAQhc/BrHgxEEH7Ds/s320/100_1898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391468295254858370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although I don't have the time or desire to be famous, I do have the desire to spend my time helping others feel famously alive. If we persist in holding onto our vision of Heaven even while in the midst of Hell, we do create Heaven here on Earth in our daily lives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH-gesT0sI/AAAAAAAAQdE/zFNXbgzLUhQ/s1600-h/100_1836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH-gesT0sI/AAAAAAAAQdE/zFNXbgzLUhQ/s320/100_1836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391370062887375554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;And if we persist in holding onto the hell in our lives, we create more of it even though bits of Heaven exists all around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;A show like this would turn the hellish state of hopelessness and helplessness on their ears and replace them with heavenly love and empowering possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StJagLagR7I/AAAAAAAAQhs/N0EKakmoY40/s1600-h/100_2117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StJagLagR7I/AAAAAAAAQhs/N0EKakmoY40/s320/100_2117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391471212782176178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And it would replace at least one show that dumbs us down and numbs us into smallness with one that uplifts and enlightens us to our true, awe-inspiring selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;The other student who failed the reading test came in with two family members for a meeting. It soon became clear the intention was to put the blame for failure on anyone but the student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH-gH20U_I/AAAAAAAAQc8/xcNuZxJmek4/s1600-h/100_1729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH-gH20U_I/AAAAAAAAQc8/xcNuZxJmek4/s320/100_1729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391370056757433330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I called it for what it was, and asked what it would be like if the smile on the student's face wasn't because he was relieved it wasn't his fault, but empowered because it was his fault, and he felt confident he could change his persistent reality of failure into permanent success? With all the adults around him believing in and guiding him, how could he NOT &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt; failing and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;start&lt;/span&gt; succeeding?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH9US4et0I/AAAAAAAAQcs/zfebMdzS9wI/s1600-h/100_1682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH9US4et0I/AAAAAAAAQcs/zfebMdzS9wI/s320/100_1682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391368754047137602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;The discussion turned heated and the bell was ringing to start school. I knew I hadn't played it safe and covered my behind by saying nice things that didn't hurt anyone's feelings (but don't  change anything for the student). All that was going to happen was another person(s) was going to call for my removal and the student's life wasn't going to change for the better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as this Beefeater is ready to do if I don't get on the right side of the line, which is the left side. I'm just a rule breaker wherever I go&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH9T4_DhzI/AAAAAAAAQck/Yseu50Ftj3o/s1600-h/100_1647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH9T4_DhzI/AAAAAAAAQck/Yseu50Ftj3o/s320/100_1647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391368747095394098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To bridge this gap in communication (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you see what I did there? Uploading the picture of London Bridge to "bridge" the gap... Are you impressed?... No?....OK&lt;/span&gt; :-)... I listed things I could do better, that I could change about me that might help the student. People can't keep arguing with you if you're not only telling them they're right, but that you know of even more things you could do better. Fortunately the adult who had been very angry with me moments earlier, turned his attention away from me and toward himself and also said what he could do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StJg3bpUP1I/AAAAAAAAQiU/Aw84DDJtztw/s1600-h/100_2274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StJg3bpUP1I/AAAAAAAAQiU/Aw84DDJtztw/s320/100_2274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391478209346027346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's when I looked at the student and said it was his turn. As he struggled with this concept of accepting responsibility for his own results, but finally did, I knew a real change had been made. And I KNOW good things ARE coming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;I SEE it, FEEL it, and will FIGHT to HOLD ON to it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNTIL this student does too.&lt;/span&gt; What else is a parent or teacher's strength for if not to forever hold on to what those around him could be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;(And in between writing this I checked on Bella, who woke up and wrapped her arms around me in such a giant hug for such a little body. I couldn't help but whisper, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can I love you more today?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StJUDNuNBDI/AAAAAAAAQhM/zayBQfUBP_Y/s1600-h/100_1837_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StJUDNuNBDI/AAAAAAAAQhM/zayBQfUBP_Y/s320/100_1837_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391464118115697714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;I saw Brosden and thanked him for something I noticed he did right yesterday, and he smiled back with such warm appreciation I thought, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No wonder he feels so good here and doesn't need his meds&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ADHD).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StIQXUQQ_NI/AAAAAAAAQe8/bVnN3TtCJpQ/s1600-h/100_1477_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StIQXUQQ_NI/AAAAAAAAQe8/bVnN3TtCJpQ/s320/100_1477_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391389696675871954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And these John Legend songs were playing while helping Sofia make bacon and eggs (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my first breakfast in London - bangers and mash - delicious!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daddy I want to do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I know. I'm just here to make sure you're safe&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mmmmm. Thank you Daddy.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank YOU Sofia for being you&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;We danced until the bacon was done :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH9US4et0I/AAAAAAAAQcs/zfebMdzS9wI/s1600-h/100_1682.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we are giving our focus and attention on what's going right in the world &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;, life &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; get better everyday as we change what's not right from a place of hope and empowerment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StIQwnHpWRI/AAAAAAAAQfU/BUYzMC9W1O0/s1600-h/100_1844_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StIQwnHpWRI/AAAAAAAAQfU/BUYzMC9W1O0/s320/100_1844_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391390131236722962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we not only approach what stopped us yesterday with determination, but often while smiling and laughing because WE KNOW we're going to succeed....no matter how many times it takes to do it......WE WILL PREVAIL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;resting my arm on Dickens' hearth, where I'm sure he did the same on many a chilly London's night&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH-gesT0sI/AAAAAAAAQdE/zFNXbgzLUhQ/s1600-h/100_1836.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StH9US4et0I/AAAAAAAAQcs/zfebMdzS9wI/s1600-h/100_1682.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-132591602629040110?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/132591602629040110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=132591602629040110&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/132591602629040110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/132591602629040110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/10/chapter-8-focus-first-on-whats-right.html' title='Chapter 8 ~ Focus First on What&apos;s Right'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/StIB10L_qkI/AAAAAAAAQdk/X_vAjT9lqCY/s72-c/100_1957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-2710207856798213039</id><published>2009-09-07T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:47:03.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5 ~ An Effective Teacher is an Effective Student</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqVpLJb1LiI/AAAAAAAAQWE/tFGtIw-NmDA/s1600-h/1-teapouring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqVpLJb1LiI/AAAAAAAAQWE/tFGtIw-NmDA/s400/1-teapouring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378820970196053538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Years ago Bruce Lee's sifu told him about a Japanese Zen master who welcomed a university professor to his home to talk about Zen. Instead of asking the master questions, the professor spent his time trying to impress him with his own opinions and knowledge on the subject. After listening patiently, the master began pouring his visitor some tea. But when it was full he kept pouring. The professor finally exclaimed, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The cup is full, no more will go in!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like this cup&lt;/span&gt;," the master explained, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you are full of your own opinions and speculations. How can I show you Zen unless you first empty your cup?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqVygZZrD8I/AAAAAAAAQWs/QilyV0NAl20/s1600-h/100_5156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqVygZZrD8I/AAAAAAAAQWs/QilyV0NAl20/s320/100_5156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378831230863871938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We tell ourselves we're open minded, but usually don't see that we're really not until we get tired enough of our good intentions producing the wrong results.  Appropriately, on this Labor Day, wouldn't it be nice to have our labors produce more and more of the results we want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we're full of our own rigid opinions, egos, excuses and baggage from the past (hurtful/disappointing people and events), we're simply too full in the present to take in new and better ideas. Ones that WILL lead to new and better results in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being too full, our same old thinking leads to our same old actions and our same old results, no matter how many times we change jobs, locations, and the people in our lives. We push and push and push, and when nothing changes become tired, frustrated and disappointed, sometimes even hopeless and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqV2vGiSgPI/AAAAAAAAQXc/hFrkBhjM2c0/s1600-h/100_4284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqV2vGiSgPI/AAAAAAAAQXc/hFrkBhjM2c0/s320/100_4284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378835881544286450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yet all around us are those who can help us if we'd just empty our minds, becoming a student again of how to do it right this time. Bruce Lee was and is one of the world's greatest martial artists because he was also one of it's greatest students. Instead of defending his style as "The Way", he had "no way" by learning from every other art and adapting it into a brilliant and effective flowing system. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;becoming an effective  student of Rome's streets&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SwN2cJW_AoI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SwN2cJW_AoI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqV62Cht8eI/AAAAAAAAQX8/b2aEHHvNFOI/s1600-h/1-emerson12_cr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqV62Cht8eI/AAAAAAAAQX8/b2aEHHvNFOI/s200/1-emerson12_cr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378840398773744098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And before Lee, there was Emerson who said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every man I meet is my superior in some way, and in that I learn of him&lt;/span&gt;". 2,500 years before this Socrates talked about emptying his mind, one of the greatest minds of all time, to allow room for newer and higher levels of knowledge and understanding to come in: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;One thing only I know, and that is I know nothing.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqVyAiGHtxI/AAAAAAAAQWc/3GCAZFLirys/s1600-h/100_5022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqVyAiGHtxI/AAAAAAAAQWc/3GCAZFLirys/s320/100_5022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378830683441968914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's a martial artist, a poet and a philosopher to learn from, and on Friday I needed to listen to them all. I failed miserably with a student, and had to empty my cup in a hurry. This week students from other homerooms came to me for reading and math. As happened during week one with a student in my homeroom, a few of these new students didn't turn in their homework......for the second day in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqV1SlWyX3I/AAAAAAAAQW8/5sLJSx_TtRE/s1600-h/100_4131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqV1SlWyX3I/AAAAAAAAQW8/5sLJSx_TtRE/s320/100_4131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378834292089708402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When they didn't turn it in the first time I "hugged" them (water flowing), patiently explaining why it's important they do the work, trying to flow into them and make some meaningful connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day they came in empty handed I brought out the "hammer" (water crashing). It worked in week one with my homeroom student. It didn't work so well with one of the new students this week. At the end of class she stormed out and threw her backpack against the wall, collapsing to the ground in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqV1oD_XxUI/AAAAAAAAQXM/8K3U1u60Kzs/s1600-h/100_4138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqV1oD_XxUI/AAAAAAAAQXM/8K3U1u60Kzs/s320/100_4138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378834661090248002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanted to "keep pouring" my opinions and perspective into her cup, but as I looked I realized she had no cup left to fill. I had washed away her spirit instead of her limitations and she had taken "her cup" and smashed it against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I wanted to hold onto my full cup by justifying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; method, I immediately dumped it out because it didn't matter if it worked for another &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if it hadn't worked for her&lt;/span&gt;. Many times we teachers, parents and coaches hold on to our rigid way of doing things by complaining that kids just don't want to learn, saying, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can lead a horse to water but you can't make him drink&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqVxZ4zkX_I/AAAAAAAAQWU/Sgr_IB7jNnA/s1600-h/1-Socrates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqVxZ4zkX_I/AAAAAAAAQWU/Sgr_IB7jNnA/s320/1-Socrates.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378830019523272690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, you can lead a student to school, but you can't make them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; either. Instead of giving up on them, what if we helped them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to think, even if it meant changing "our way" of doing things? Just because what we're offering is tasty to us (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i.e. teaching/parenting the way we were taught/parented&lt;/span&gt;) doesn't mean it's tasty or even right for them.  Instead of forcing what we're serving down their throats, we have to empty our cups out (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;give up our rigid one-way style&lt;/span&gt;) and find out what they're thirsty for. What is an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;effective, yet still strengthening &lt;/span&gt;way for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we keep doing things "our way" when it's not working, the way we're teaching/parenting/coaching can become detrimental and even poisonous, weakening and beating them down v strengthening and building them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctors don't treat patients all the same when they all have different ailments. That would be insane as many patients went untreated and some would even die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqVyOYE-CgI/AAAAAAAAQWk/eMrMDwWAvjk/s1600-h/100_5081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqVyOYE-CgI/AAAAAAAAQWk/eMrMDwWAvjk/s320/100_5081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378830921270954498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If education is going to graduate more intellectually alive and healthy students, we have to go from being general practitioners (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;telling students what to memorize and controlling their behavior&lt;/span&gt;) to becoming brain specialists (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guiding intellectual growth through inquiry and developing internal self-guidance&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way to do this is by first emptying our cups of what we know about teaching &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;when what we know isn't working&lt;/span&gt;. And we check for this on a student-by-student basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more important to be effective with every child than it is to defend our every word and action. So  when I spoke with the Behavioral Specialist who knew this frustrated student, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; listened. I poured everything she said into my ears and into my mental cup, catching it all because it was empty of my own thoughts and opinions. Why would I hold onto them if they hadn't worked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lunch I found this student and apologized, admitting I was wrong in my approach, but that I would keep trying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; I found the right one. I also asked for her help in doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqVyuw3yBEI/AAAAAAAAQW0/wvp1MaQhVVQ/s1600-h/100_5272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqVyuw3yBEI/AAAAAAAAQW0/wvp1MaQhVVQ/s320/100_5272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378831477682340930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I looked at her I saw eyes full of appreciation, and for the first time saw how big and beautiful they were. Before this I remember them as always being half-closed, almost in anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her I loved her and her great spirit, that I would teach her the same as if she was my own child, and asked why she thought she couldn't get her homework done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me she has to take care of her brothers and sisters, including getting up at 2am to take care of the baby. I asked her how long her ride home on the bus was, and she said an hour. I asked if she thought she could try to get it done on the bus ride home, mentioning what a big opportunity it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqV4ekrSd4I/AAAAAAAAQXs/SQAvAWwstXw/s1600-h/100_4255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqV4ekrSd4I/AAAAAAAAQXs/SQAvAWwstXw/s320/100_4255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378837796600575874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She said she'd try it, and after I hugged her I told her that if she did try and did succeed, she would know something about her that I know; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that she is capable of overcoming anything she really wants to&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I not emptied my mind, had I held on tightly to my thoughts of my way of teaching, I wouldn't have had room to learn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her way&lt;/span&gt; of learning, and she would have hated coming into my classroom and learned very little this year.........including how to become bigger than the obstacles she'll face in her life, bigger than homework and bigger than Mr. Stuart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am a much better teacher for her because I'm a much better student &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-2710207856798213039?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/2710207856798213039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=2710207856798213039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/2710207856798213039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/2710207856798213039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/09/chapter-5-effective-teacher-is.html' title='Chapter 5 ~ An Effective Teacher is an Effective Student'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SqVpLJb1LiI/AAAAAAAAQWE/tFGtIw-NmDA/s72-c/1-teapouring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-1082646822869741606</id><published>2009-09-03T05:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T05:42:37.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Four ~ Move and Be Moved Into Waves of Possibility</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp-Eit8xJHI/AAAAAAAAQVU/nea5QTdeEN0/s1600-h/1-wave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp-Eit8xJHI/AAAAAAAAQVU/nea5QTdeEN0/s320/1-wave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377162212088554610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Near the end of the summer I drove my motorcycle one last time to the  beach. As I felt the waves move me around I realized that as students (and adults) if we're not moving or being moved (internally) we become stagnant. If we're stagnant for too long we become infested with bacteria, algea and parasites. We become unhealthy and sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp-EiCi308I/AAAAAAAAQVM/tS6iyuIUqMc/s1600-h/1-stagnant+water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp-EiCi308I/AAAAAAAAQVM/tS6iyuIUqMc/s320/1-stagnant+water.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377162200437216194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sick and unhealthy thoughts lead to sick feelings which lead to sick choices and actions which create even more sick and unhealthy thoughts......leading to even sicker feelings and then choices and then thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We literally make ourselves sick and diseased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my students thinks he is bad, and because he has no doubt about that, he doesn't expect much out of himself or hold himself to high standards. He doesn't expect to move or be moved. It's going to be an interesting year with him. Who will win, the one with complete faith, or the one with complete doubt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are drawings he made the first week of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp-G6QZaoLI/AAAAAAAAQVc/lJ6ASSn7UBY/s1600-h/100_5028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp-G6QZaoLI/AAAAAAAAQVc/lJ6ASSn7UBY/s320/100_5028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377164815495766194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 1 - I'm being eaten by sharks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 - I'm defeating a shark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 - I'm defeating 5 sharks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 - I'm defeating a giant dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day ???? - He draws a picture of HIMSELF defeating the dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on that day I'll have done my job. I will have "won" because he sees himself as capable of winning. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 1&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter how the world sees me; It matters how he sees himself in this world. Even if a statue were erected in my honor as being a great teacher, I am not a great teacher for him unless he sees the greatness in himself. Can I help him do that before I am gone and nothing more than a memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning I woke up to this news report as I accessed my email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;KABUL – A suicide bomber detonated his explosives as Afghanistan's deputy chief of intelligence visited a mosque east of Kabul on Wednesday, killing the Afghan official and 22 others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the 167,000 people across the world that will die today, 23  were blown to bits before I even woke up. And for what? An eye-for-an-eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplXF_w3cbI/AAAAAAAAQTM/VSpYGTMCtj0/s1600-h/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375423390770753970" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplXF_w3cbI/AAAAAAAAQTM/VSpYGTMCtj0/s320/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just as it takes a strong man to be a gentleman.....it takes a strong and more intelligent person to find a peaceful solution versus striking out and "punishing them for what they did".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have 23 students in my homeroom I was determined to go to school yesterday and make them even more alive inside by exploding the appreciation of life and possibility inside of them, especially the possibility of evolving into bigger-brain adults capable of solving serious problems in more intelligent ways than trying to kill the people they have problems with. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 2&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplXE7NWA2I/AAAAAAAAQS8/psh6B53Fn9k/s1600-h/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375423372368151394" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplXE7NWA2I/AAAAAAAAQS8/psh6B53Fn9k/s320/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If we really appreciate the fact that we are alive today, we become much more willing to face our problems and fears and doubts, and replace them with solutions, courage and confidence. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 3&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I praised and hugged students who were rising above their limitations, and singled out and hammered those that tried to give up and not try. At the end of the day I felt I had hammered one particular student a little too hard, breaking his spirit instead of his limitations. And I felt bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp-HJ03jaoI/AAAAAAAAQVk/qW0ls0mV9is/s1600-h/100_5184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp-HJ03jaoI/AAAAAAAAQVk/qW0ls0mV9is/s320/100_5184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377165082983885442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I was leaving I noticed something he had written and left on his desk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My goal for this year is to get smarter and get a 5 on the FCAT. I know I could do this because my teacher is Mr. Stuart and he never gives up on me and he pushes me harder.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the hammer broke apart what was holding him back, and allowed the waves of possibility to enter him. I thank Emperor Trajan for being someone who could inspire and enlighten me on how to do this. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 4&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PHOTO DESCRIPTIONS&lt;br /&gt;So I can remember and elaborate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo 1 - &lt;/span&gt;I can't remember this emperor's name here on Palentine Hill in Ancient Rome. I do remember how he made all citizens, including senators, kneel before him and kiss his rings and feet.........He made others feel worthless and insignificant. He was murdered, and is insignificant and worthless to me as to how I can live my life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo 2 - &lt;/span&gt;Bella's highlight on the return trip home was going to be able to visit Mammoth Cave. We spent so much time playing in the same river Abe Lincoln did as a boy that when we got to Mammoth all the tours were sold out. I told Bella we'd get a hotel and come back in the morning. She just wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Spb_EdqwgNI/AAAAAAAAQP0/A5nijsT9gy0/s1600-h/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374763657461792978" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Spb_EdqwgNI/AAAAAAAAQP0/A5nijsT9gy0/s200/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went back and told them how this was the highlight of my daughter's trip......and they told me there had been "a last minute cancellation". My smile to them was as big as Bella's was holding the tickets.....Looking at her face, I see just how beautiful life and love is....and why it's worth giving your life for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 3 - &lt;/span&gt;Sofia at The Serpent Mound in southern Ohio. God bless her spirit. She would have fit right in with these highly spiritual people who lived thousands of years ago. I will do whatever it takes to protect and keep this alive inside of her. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SpcADldfKhI/AAAAAAAAQQE/XFyst_pbB_w/s1600-h/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374764741885372946" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SpcADldfKhI/AAAAAAAAQQE/XFyst_pbB_w/s200/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Spb_DiQlZAI/AAAAAAAAQPk/OoaHNkmsiKc/s1600-h/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374763641514320898" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Spb_DiQlZAI/AAAAAAAAQPk/OoaHNkmsiKc/s200/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her Great Aunt, Sister Veronica, a nun in Ohio&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;80+ years old and still going strong!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 4 &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp-Y_tiig-I/AAAAAAAAQVs/2FZklggJDQg/s1600-h/100_5182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp-Y_tiig-I/AAAAAAAAQVs/2FZklggJDQg/s320/100_5182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377184700427305954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a statue of Emperor Trajan in the Senate House. He greeted others by name and shook their hands and hugged them. He made them feel valuable and under him Rome experienced some of it's greatest accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This statue was remarkably found in its original color and intact, except for the head, hands and feet which were made of different material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is gone, but he lives on in me, and I am more because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-1082646822869741606?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/1082646822869741606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=1082646822869741606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/1082646822869741606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/1082646822869741606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/09/chapter-four-move-and-be-moved-into.html' title='Chapter Four ~ Move and Be Moved Into Waves of Possibility'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp-Eit8xJHI/AAAAAAAAQVU/nea5QTdeEN0/s72-c/1-wave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-2214549832809208555</id><published>2009-09-02T06:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T06:02:44.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Two ~ Teaching on a Cellular Level</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp2x5_wvpVI/AAAAAAAAQUs/vEn43wPvbcA/s1600-h/100_4547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp2x5_wvpVI/AAAAAAAAQUs/vEn43wPvbcA/s320/100_4547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376649140076782930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On this same day of great victory for one student (last Wednesday), there was only one name left on the board under "Strength Training" (things like "talking when others spoke, voice volume way too high", etc). This student could have seen this as a great defeat; gone home embarrassed, upset and ticked off, focusing on how unfair it was that he was being "singled out". (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 1&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SpcAFmy_4DI/AAAAAAAAQQk/1byGJ4x9K0w/s1600-h/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374764776603770930" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SpcAFmy_4DI/AAAAAAAAQQk/1byGJ4x9K0w/s200/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Instead, he saw it as a great opportunity, turned down a friend's offer to play that afternoon, and focused on turning in a project that scored a perfect 100% on the gifted rubric. And he turned it in one day before it was due. Now that's desire, and victory over victimization! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 2&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened was that he focused on being 100% responsible for his reality, and ended up producing the reality that he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How? For three days 100% of my thoughts have been on him being 100% responsible for his own thoughts and actions. That's 60,000 thoughts x 3 or 180,000 thoughts over three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplAa_4W6FI/AAAAAAAAQRs/l29XBNWz9hY/s1600-h/P1010374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375398462811990098" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplAa_4W6FI/AAAAAAAAQRs/l29XBNWz9hY/s320/P1010374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;180,000 thoughts surrounding him, infiltrating him, inspiring him and uplifting him to new levels of possibility and production. As he believed in himself he added his own 180,000 thoughts, creating a combined 360,000 powerful thoughts of production in just 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the same process my son and I use that allows him not to need his medicine to control his ADHD when he's around me. His younger brother, who is even worse, doesn't need it either. His mom and I are both trying to figure out exactly why this happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Spk9UHGhDcI/AAAAAAAAQRk/aDzqwUPXWhQ/s1600-h/P1010961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375395045956455874" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Spk9UHGhDcI/AAAAAAAAQRk/aDzqwUPXWhQ/s320/P1010961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To be honest I'm not quite sure. All I know is that Brosden and I, his brother, my students.....we  create a universe of total confidence, great ability and unlimited strength, and we do this together. We don't hope or try. We KNOW and DO. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp0Al7aLt4I/AAAAAAAAQUc/QCmM0PFN69A/s1600-h/CELL+RECEPTORS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp0Al7aLt4I/AAAAAAAAQUc/QCmM0PFN69A/s320/CELL+RECEPTORS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376454181752911746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since we shed and create millions of cells per second, it's possible that because I vibrate so strongly the emotions of love, laughter, life, strength, etc.........around me their new cells are created with  new receptors for the natural chemicals (dopamine, elastin, etc) which allow us to think, feel and act at more powerful levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if this is what is happening, as science suggests, this next example had an even more  profound effect on this student, further changing him from the inside out on a cellular level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplovxiMM0I/AAAAAAAAQTk/0OlmnYLLjhA/s1600-h/mlk+-+i+have+a+dream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375442800203281218" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 271px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplovxiMM0I/AAAAAAAAQTk/0OlmnYLLjhA/s400/mlk+-+i+have+a+dream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had him hold some papers in one hand and raise his other hand and face the class. I took the big picture of MLK off the wall and held it behind him, then shouted to the class, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do you think? See a similarity? Martin Luther King had a dream. ____ had a dream. And they both Did Big about making their dream become true. You're not looking at the next MLK. You're looking at the FIRST ____, becoming his BIGGEST self! &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids from other classes came in at least three times to borrow his project and take it to their class. That's three more positive cellular changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp2x5X8NOOI/AAAAAAAAQUk/eVD3rKWDh4Q/s1600-h/100_4378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp2x5X8NOOI/AAAAAAAAQUk/eVD3rKWDh4Q/s320/100_4378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376649129387440354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Education isn't about only preparing students for tests. It's about switching them on and lighting them up to their true scientific nature of unlimited possibility (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;including in the microtubials, or our on/off switches, of the neurons in our brains&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not about them becoming the next MLK, Edison or Lincoln. It's about them becoming the first ever THEMSELVES. They have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; been here on Earth before. They will never be here &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. Lasting, life-long education is bringing out and developing the gifts only they can bring to this world, and teaching them how to do it on their own after you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp2x6qZb-PI/AAAAAAAAQU8/uYjCemqExzk/s1600-h/100_4682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp2x6qZb-PI/AAAAAAAAQU8/uYjCemqExzk/s320/100_4682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376649151521749234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you imagine an entire class doing this for an entire year? Can you imagine entire school systems doing this? I had 27 kids come to my reading class yesterday (we're having homogeneous math and reading classes this year). That's a total of 28 people x 60,000 or 1,680,000 potential thoughts a day all on what we want. It's my job as their teacher to passionately focus all these 1.7 million daily thoughts to produce powerfully acting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp2x6AItkvI/AAAAAAAAQU0/XPX5ZxA-g6E/s1600-h/100_4674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp2x6AItkvI/AAAAAAAAQU0/XPX5ZxA-g6E/s320/100_4674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376649140177310450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Change DOES occur. Obstacles ARE overcome. And children DO BECOME their greatest selves POSITIVELY affecting the world. Even just one of these future men and women can become a WORLD CHANGER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YYrsgQNAfvU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YYrsgQNAfvU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplGLhxeGxI/AAAAAAAAQSc/9r5GR0MaMU8/s1600-h/105_3615_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375404794101766930" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplGLhxeGxI/AAAAAAAAQSc/9r5GR0MaMU8/s320/105_3615_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To ensure the action this year produces the results we want for tomorrow, all we have to do is identify what action each student should be taking each day for optimal growth. What specific areas of weaknesses should they be focused on overcoming on a daily basis? Let's change them from the inside-out on a cellular level. And let's change them permanently by teaching them how to believe in and change themselves. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 3&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 1 - statue of Julius Ceasar in Rome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 2 - One of the pictures Bella took while driving to or from Ohio. The beauty this child is seeing and bringing to the world is incredible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 3 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's not right that we can't include pictures of the actual students. It would have so much more meaning. Living in fear and playing it safe is critically limiting&lt;/span&gt;. Can you imagine if this was our thought process while being taught how to walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Don't try too hard, you might fall. As long as you try to do your best, it's OK if you can't walk."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What!?! We don't try our best. We try UNTIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I chose this picture because it shows the singularity of focus in my eyes. No hoping or trying my best. I'm trying and doing until the student I was looking at got it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is exactly what made the Samurai warriors the greatest of their time; singularity of focus.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And one of the reasons my first weblog was named "Samurai Teaching".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone around me, past, present, future, has something to teach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 4 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even if you only have three powerful people all powerfully focusing on the same end result (i.e. mom, dad, child - grandpa, grandma, teacher, etc) the result is POWERFUL (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bella and I with Marc Mero, founder of the terrific program &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.championofchoices.org/Home/Champion_of_Choices.html"&gt;Champions of Choices&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And believe me, Bella's spirit is just as powerful as Marc's and mine, which is why I grabbed the boy by the shirt who ran into her at Mammoth Cave. I'm here to protect this spirit until it's developed and given to the world. That's my excuse for sometimes "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;being too scary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" as she and Sofia tell me, and I'm sticking to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-2214549832809208555?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/2214549832809208555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=2214549832809208555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/2214549832809208555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/2214549832809208555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/09/chapter-two-teaching-on-cellular-level.html' title='Chapter Two ~ Teaching on a Cellular Level'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sp2x5_wvpVI/AAAAAAAAQUs/vEn43wPvbcA/s72-c/100_4547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-7812749578120555627</id><published>2009-08-29T13:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:58:45.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Two - Begin With a Bang ~ Real Change, Real Fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Spk9TSFv6LI/AAAAAAAAQRU/J8RFJ_57TWM/s1600-h/P1010971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375395031726155954" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Spk9TSFv6LI/AAAAAAAAQRU/J8RFJ_57TWM/s320/P1010971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It only took 2 days to make someone cry this year. Dreaming Big can only lead to Doing Big if those big thoughts are backed by Big Emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotion drives action. Otherwise it's just wishful thinking. And if it's not positive emotion it's poison, and we need to get that poison out of them right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Spb_D8-ONmI/AAAAAAAAQPs/UahAWC1rN2s/s1600-h/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374763648685061730" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Spb_D8-ONmI/AAAAAAAAQPs/UahAWC1rN2s/s200/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Tuesday this student was making the same mistakes he made on Monday like not doing his work, goofing off, etc. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photo 1 - see below for description)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I barked at him about making the same mistakes as he did the day before, bellowing out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Splr9VE53HI/AAAAAAAAQTs/5LTVTa34n9o/s1600-h/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375446331617303666" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Splr9VE53HI/AAAAAAAAQTs/5LTVTa34n9o/s400/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You don't make the same mistakes over and over in this class. You grow from your mistakes in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What you did yesterday is over. Today you are MORE than you were yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow you WILL BE more than you were today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't just say this stuff. I mean it! And you will too!&lt;/span&gt;" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photo 2&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SpcDpg2p_ZI/AAAAAAAAQRE/rOfMaz3y_Xo/s1600-h/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374768692018675090" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SpcDpg2p_ZI/AAAAAAAAQRE/rOfMaz3y_Xo/s200/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I noticed tears coming to his eyes. I saw that he was feeling deeply, and instead of feeling sorry for him, I could see that it was time to switch from the hammer (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which breaks what's holding the poison in&lt;/span&gt;) to the hug (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which squeezes it out&lt;/span&gt;). And humor is a good way to travel from one to the other. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photo 3&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SpltrT08CxI/AAAAAAAAQT8/fH4LeKNLWrM/s1600-h/mlk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SpltrT08CxI/AAAAAAAAQT8/fH4LeKNLWrM/s320/mlk2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375448221067512594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I said, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I see. I see. You're crying tears of happiness, saying 'Oh my! Look at how much this man believes in me. Look at how much he loves me. I know this because he refuses to accept anything less than my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free at last! Free at last! Thank God almighty, I'm free from my limitations at last!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplGL6sk7mI/AAAAAAAAQSk/6Vc7S39i8oE/s1600-h/FIGHTING+ALONG+SIDE+OF+THEM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375404800792129122" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 258px; cursor: pointer; height: 258px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplGL6sk7mI/AAAAAAAAQSk/6Vc7S39i8oE/s320/FIGHTING+ALONG+SIDE+OF+THEM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I smiled at him and while the rest of the class went back to work I pulled up a seat and asked what difficulty on the project was causing him to give up. After we overcame what was holding him back I told him how he NEVER gives up when he's stuck. He may have to ask for help but he never gives up and starts goofing off. And that as long as he kept doing this, everyday he WOULD be becoming more than he was the day before. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picture of MLK and former student I know parents wouldn't mind&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SpcDpGXxf8I/AAAAAAAAQQ8/3ei0FbnQtzI/s1600-h/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374768684909821890" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SpcDpGXxf8I/AAAAAAAAQQ8/3ei0FbnQtzI/s200/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To be fair to him, I got this project from the gifted teacher, who told me I could lower the requirements for my non-gifted students. I smiled at her and said I would lower nothing, and that the students would have to do the rising. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photo 4&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be even more fair to him, he's ESE, or Exceptional Ed, and supposedly learning "disabled" to do a gifted project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Spln8Xk7SbI/AAAAAAAAQTU/96vki1AgbXc/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375441917062105522" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 200px; cursor: pointer; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Spln8Xk7SbI/AAAAAAAAQTU/96vki1AgbXc/s200/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And to be really fair to him, I held him to these high standards anyway. Setting the bar low only allows someone to rise to a low height. If you get him to reach for the stars, with accommodations that allow him to overcome his limitations, at worst he'll end up on the moon. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photo 5&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplV2Hw-gUI/AAAAAAAAQS0/jq75E_aSmHk/s1600-h/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375422018529165634" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplV2Hw-gUI/AAAAAAAAQS0/jq75E_aSmHk/s320/Stuart+Family+Reunion+Trip+-+Summer+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;***And on day three of this new school year, this same "goof off" came in and worked with such a different attitude AND ability that you would have thought he WAS a gifted student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as he keeps doing this big, he will BECOME this big, and the world will be changed by his presence. That's real change, real fast. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photo 6&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next - Chapter Three: Victory Over Victimization&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descriptions of Photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplzS829oNI/AAAAAAAAQUU/lddWivqUBns/s1600-h/serpent3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 96px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SplzS829oNI/AAAAAAAAQUU/lddWivqUBns/s200/serpent3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375454399654895826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PHOTO 1 - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brosden reflecting after seeing the prehistoric Serpent Mound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the largest and most mysterious of its kind in the US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTO 2 - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sofia and I outside Lincoln's cabin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTO 3 - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sofia's eye. She and Bella are always experimenting with the camera. Yesterday they filmed their first webisode for their new webshow. They were inspired after watching webshows created by students in my class this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Most of us see things and say, "I wish I could do that." A few of us do it. This year in my Homeroom I have many gifted students who after watching Nickelodeon's "iCarly.com" show created their own. I haven't seen it yet but one group said they impersonated me on this week's show. I thanked them for inspiring my own daughters and used it as proof that what we do DOES affect the world around us. It's our job to make sure that affect is positive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTO 4 - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everytime I turned around Sofia was doing something that made me laugh. There was no fighting, only fun, and the trip was really fantastic. Thank you kids for being the best travel partners ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTO 5 - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This student (that I'm hopefully hiding enough of) was from a few years ago. It's funny because I was just referring to him while talking to a parent about how he went from F's to A's on spelling tests by trying one unlimiting accommodation after another over 6 months. If you're a long-time reader you might remember him and the pictures of me with tears in my eyes as he told me how he, ON HIS OWN at home, refused to give up and tried something he remembered doing with me at the beginning of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was what we were doing in this picture, separating the vowels from the consonants to make sense of the word. Soon after he started making this 180 degree turnaround in school, his family was forced to move due to poor economics. The last thing I said to him at the door was that he had begun to develop the power to break this cycle of poverty for himself and his future children, that the change HAD begun, and he needed to keep it happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTO 6 - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bella and I at Lake Erie, Ohio, teaching her how to skip stones, just like my grandfather taught me. The kids were so excited to see family that I drove straight through from Florida, and was too tired to change into my swim trunks when I got there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-7812749578120555627?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/7812749578120555627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=7812749578120555627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/7812749578120555627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/7812749578120555627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/08/chapter-two-begin-with-bang-real-change.html' title='Chapter Two - Begin With a Bang ~ Real Change, Real Fast'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Spk9TSFv6LI/AAAAAAAAQRU/J8RFJ_57TWM/s72-c/P1010971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-443355862881575260</id><published>2009-06-12T00:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T02:17:53.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting in the Stands of Life</title><content type='html'>6/11 – Magic v Lakers,Game 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SjH2SCpvHXI/AAAAAAAAP5k/813v6Gt1O0Y/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346325022475492722" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px; height: 220px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SjH2SCpvHXI/AAAAAAAAP5k/813v6Gt1O0Y/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to the game. Enjoyed it thoroughly even though we lost, because I was able to constantly think of what I wanted to happen v. didn't (We're going to score v. I hope we don't miss this basket). That was a victory in itself, being able to control my own thoughts and emotions no matter what the external world was doing (or not doing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SjH2SQdQK8I/AAAAAAAAP5s/a4_hpt1UEGs/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346325026181229506" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px; height: 220px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SjH2SQdQK8I/AAAAAAAAP5s/a4_hpt1UEGs/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I couldn't help looking around and thinking that so many people spend their lives sitting in the stands, watching life pass them by, entertaining or numbing themselves watching others live their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SjH4Yi1jDuI/AAAAAAAAP6c/Ykb0jIsb4sY/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SjH4Yi1jDuI/AAAAAAAAP6c/Ykb0jIsb4sY/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346327333217439458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Instead of being inspired by the tiny percentage of players they are watching who developed their gifts to NBA caliber, and using that inspiration to develop their own gifts (which is usually the non-egoic dreams we have, the passions we follow)…..they think small of themselves, lying to themselves that others are lucky, or born with gifts, while they weren’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has to be a way to get all of us living as our largest selves. Because even as you are pursuing your passion(s), you are living as your largest self, getting better and better at what you would do for free, and closer and closer to living your dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SjH4YgGqIiI/AAAAAAAAP6k/6qDhe138wTU/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SjH4YgGqIiI/AAAAAAAAP6k/6qDhe138wTU/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346327332483899938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe we aren't the next Thomas Edison, but can't we also overcome thousands of failures, realizing that we are getting one step closer to our success with each and every failure that we learn from? Why do we give up so easily on ourselves? Why aren't we our own biggest fan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to believe in ourselves?.........and so easy to believe in others who already believe in themselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that's what we ask our brains to find out. Why aren't we achieving our most important dreams? How can we justify settling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SjH2SvCsSVI/AAAAAAAAP50/gwtznK5CecI/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346325034391325010" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px; height: 220px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SjH2SvCsSVI/AAAAAAAAP50/gwtznK5CecI/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What if instead we shifted our focus on HOW CAN we achieve our most important dreams? How CAN we justify trying no matter what others say and no matter how long it takes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we were able to ask the dead what they wished for the most, I'm sure most would say, "Just one more chance to live again, to live fearlessly, courageously, and energetically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SjH4YzGKPoI/AAAAAAAAP6s/gA8-Nd8ON-k/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SjH4YzGKPoI/AAAAAAAAP6s/gA8-Nd8ON-k/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346327337582083714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe we should ask our future dead selves what we would wish for? If our answer is the same..........maybe we should live as if each of our todays is that one more chance..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more chance to get on the court of life, versus choosing to sit in the stands and watch it pass us by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-443355862881575260?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/443355862881575260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=443355862881575260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/443355862881575260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/443355862881575260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/06/sitting-in-stands-of-life.html' title='Sitting in the Stands of Life'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SjH2SCpvHXI/AAAAAAAAP5k/813v6Gt1O0Y/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-5190701444698143730</id><published>2009-06-09T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:24:01.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When Worlds Collide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6Ug0xsTrI/AAAAAAAAP38/oK30zAM8leA/s1600-h/105_9785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6Ug0xsTrI/AAAAAAAAP38/oK30zAM8leA/s200/105_9785.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345373099379150514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, my son didn't even make it 24 hours. His mom and I are really working together to get his behavior with me duplicated at home with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the drop-off yesterday he started acting up as soon as he got in her car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6VeJweDJI/AAAAAAAAP4k/VNbMkBTvxvA/s1600-h/105_9813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6VeJweDJI/AAAAAAAAP4k/VNbMkBTvxvA/s200/105_9813.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345374152983186578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently his mom, other dad and I sat down to figure out why the difference. We came to the conclusion that I don't hope he'll behave, I KNOW he will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6Vd7jrqVI/AAAAAAAAP4c/wtdcvpI6Chs/s1600-h/105_9812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6Vd7jrqVI/AAAAAAAAP4c/wtdcvpI6Chs/s200/105_9812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345374149171456338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When the bar has been set, when he fails to meet it, mom lowers the bar while I raise it. When he chooses to do less, I make him do more. When he chooses to shrink, I make him expand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6VdREcQBI/AAAAAAAAP4M/eW0pHFdwc7k/s1600-h/105_9770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6VdREcQBI/AAAAAAAAP4M/eW0pHFdwc7k/s200/105_9770.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345374137766133778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When asked, Brosden said I'm like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this world that collides with others and makes them more&lt;/span&gt;".  During a pick-up at Denny's last week Bella noticed a man with his pants down around his butt and said, "Eww".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQ1NjcyMzIyODEmcHQ9MTI*NDU2NzIzNTY4NyZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZ*PSZvPWI1YWMxNjExNWYxMTQyMzQ4ODIwMzBlYWI2MGM3Nzhm.gif" border="0" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf" style="width: 220px; height: 128px;" width="220" height="128"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=23251926&amp;amp;path=2009/06/09&amp;amp;mycolor=3B6DA3&amp;amp;mycolor2=FFDD00&amp;amp;mycolor3=D1B500&amp;amp;autoplay=true&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=220&amp;amp;oh=128"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/23251926" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" title="Get Music Tracks!" style="border-style: none;" alt="Music" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" title="Create A Playlist!" style="border-style: none;" alt="Playlist" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MySpace Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6V85CL6uI/AAAAAAAAP40/igr5Hw1okKk/s1600-h/105_9818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6V85CL6uI/AAAAAAAAP40/igr5Hw1okKk/s200/105_9818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345374681070037730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I walked over I noticed he had a baby. I appealed to his sense of fatherhood and told him I wasn't telling him what to do, but just as he had a right to wear his clothes how he wanted, I had a right as a father not to have my little girl see his underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6Vdh910mI/AAAAAAAAP4U/AuIT9EsyCY0/s1600-h/105_9802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6Vdh910mI/AAAAAAAAP4U/AuIT9EsyCY0/s200/105_9802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345374142301852258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He looked down at me as if I was crazy, and I smiled back with a look that told him I meant what I said. He hesitated, then pulled up his pants saying he was in a hurry getting dressed that morning. I told him I knew what that was like and really appreciated what he did....and I meant that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6ZlFNwp_I/AAAAAAAAP5U/wHmNuuMq8yU/s1600-h/105_9784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6ZlFNwp_I/AAAAAAAAP5U/wHmNuuMq8yU/s200/105_9784.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345378670069458930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Winning" isn't about controlling or defeating another, it's about elevating another to a higher level of thinking and being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6UhENEl4I/AAAAAAAAP4E/-q4-eh24dFA/s1600-h/105_9772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6UhENEl4I/AAAAAAAAP4E/-q4-eh24dFA/s200/105_9772.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345373103520520066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brosden knows this and trusts me when I collide my world with his. He tells his friends that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"when you get past his intimidating toughness, he's just a big squishy.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6UgMtjx2I/AAAAAAAAP3k/Ms_7EcNTMTA/s1600-h/105_9756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6UgMtjx2I/AAAAAAAAP3k/Ms_7EcNTMTA/s200/105_9756.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345373088624396130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I am. At the center of my being is a swirling, nurturing, overflowing core of squishy love.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest source of power and energy ever to have existed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6ZlfYlB2I/AAAAAAAAP5c/_q54gwLpPTE/s1600-h/105_9815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6ZlfYlB2I/AAAAAAAAP5c/_q54gwLpPTE/s200/105_9815.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345378677094156130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And after I die will continue to exist and grow in the lives of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6UggJWf5I/AAAAAAAAP30/Pq0n7J3wVj4/s1600-h/105_9763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6UggJWf5I/AAAAAAAAP30/Pq0n7J3wVj4/s200/105_9763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345373093841239954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am not a father, a teacher, a man, etc......these are only outside things. What I really am is the present moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can choose not to be present by living in the past and all its mistakes and failures, or I can live in the future and all its unknown fears.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6UgbdaUKI/AAAAAAAAP3s/JIrGlijr-XA/s1600-h/105_9769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6UgbdaUKI/AAAAAAAAP3s/JIrGlijr-XA/s200/105_9769.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345373092583198882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or I can shut both these out and become fully conscious and aware of all the power and possibility of this present moment, acting out of love, of strength, of happiness and courage.......out of unlimited possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6Vedj0GLI/AAAAAAAAP4s/OO7Mn01eo9M/s1600-h/105_9825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6Vedj0GLI/AAAAAAAAP4s/OO7Mn01eo9M/s200/105_9825.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345374158298814642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we choose to do this, we become so much more than what we were just a moment ago.......and so do the others around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And things that never existed before in our lives, now do.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6YhrgWIPI/AAAAAAAAP5M/XuOZbGnBXv8/s1600-h/105_9831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6YhrgWIPI/AAAAAAAAP5M/XuOZbGnBXv8/s200/105_9831.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345377512116855026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-5190701444698143730?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/5190701444698143730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=5190701444698143730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/5190701444698143730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/5190701444698143730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-worlds-collide.html' title='When Worlds Collide'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Si6Ug0xsTrI/AAAAAAAAP38/oK30zAM8leA/s72-c/105_9785.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-9162738242355003454</id><published>2009-06-07T08:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T08:58:40.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Expanding Education</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span id="EC_role_document" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Education can become, and IS becoming, so much more than what it has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is becoming a life-long process of self-teaching and learning, where we are growing every day throughout our lives; growing happier, healthier, richer, smarter, and stronger all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes getting up in the morning very exciting. Instead of experiencing negative emotions when you come across what you don't have, you experience waves of possibilities of yourself having more by becoming more........and you know that what you can become is scientifically proven to be unlimited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride these waves of quantum possibility. Let them take you to a brand new world of reality......The world of your highest self. The world of your highest thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SivHMmoEJmI/AAAAAAAAP0s/GdEIHeeZyTI/s1600-h/LIFE+SHRINKS+OR+EXPANDS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SivHMmoEJmI/AAAAAAAAP0s/GdEIHeeZyTI/s400/LIFE+SHRINKS+OR+EXPANDS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344584402146174562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span id="EC_role_document" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13;color:black;"&gt;You cannot help the poor by destroying the rich.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot strengthen the weak by weakening the strong.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot bring about prosperity by discouraging thrift.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot lift the wage earner up by pulling the wage payer down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-style: italic;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13;color:blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-style: italic;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot further the &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1244373670_0"&gt;brotherhood of man&lt;/span&gt; by inciting class hatred. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-style: italic;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13;color:blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-style: italic;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot build character and courage by taking away people's initiative and independence.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot help people permanently by doing for them, what they could and should do for themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-style: italic;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1244373670_1"&gt;Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-9162738242355003454?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/9162738242355003454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=9162738242355003454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/9162738242355003454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/9162738242355003454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-expanding-education.html' title='Life Expanding Education'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SivHMmoEJmI/AAAAAAAAP0s/GdEIHeeZyTI/s72-c/LIFE+SHRINKS+OR+EXPANDS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-2651383948761904804</id><published>2009-04-09T05:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T05:30:35.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Any of This Make a Difference?</title><content type='html'>Teaching and parenting is like being a farmer or botanist. We dedicate our lives to the growth of others. Day after day we plant seeds of possibility, feeding and nurturing the vision of their most beautiful selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This takes being a great visionary, not "hoping", but seeing very clearly and without doubt everything they can blossom into..............This means seeing past and through the dirt covering their unsprouted selves......much like we have to do with ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We toil at this day-after-day, wondering if our extra efforts will really pay off in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we get our answer: Yes it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from the "Not Now, Not Ever" Post from New Year's Eve 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Mr. Stuart,&lt;br /&gt;This is Kelly. I like the pictures, and when you talked about Bella first learning how to talk is sounds so cute! You also helped me learn to take on all challenges and not to be scared of fears too. For example I was always terrified of tumbling and I always told myself I couldn't do it but now I successfully have a standing back-hand spring, round off back-hand spring, and recently I got my front-punch, front walk-over, and I'm finally being able to connect my back-hand springs!!! Thank you so much for helping all your classes sometimes you regret it but it always pays off afterwards! I hope to see you at Epic soon so I can show you!&lt;br /&gt;                      From: Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of you Kelly. And the courage you have chosen to have after our year together is much needed evidence that how I teach is for both the short and long term success of students like yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is why I do it, because you are worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Stuart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This student came into last year as an "average" student. Now in 6th grade she is in all advanced classes and getting A's and B's without spending hours stressing and studying. With a brain making sense of her subjects, and a heart full of confidence and courage, she is happy and successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is what we all want.......Alive with her possibility, and able to water and nurture herself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-2651383948761904804?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/2651383948761904804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=2651383948761904804&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/2651383948761904804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/2651383948761904804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/04/does-any-of-this-make-difference.html' title='Does Any of This Make a Difference?'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-7897316680882426457</id><published>2009-04-02T12:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T12:18:40.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Days of Sofia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTTPJlhzOI/AAAAAAAAPF8/Rz8giOZp2Hg/s1600-h/105_7052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTTPJlhzOI/AAAAAAAAPF8/Rz8giOZp2Hg/s200/105_7052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320109317056220386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the past five nights&lt;br /&gt;You have slept in my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving me such peace&lt;br /&gt;When I rested my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTTPQVjTBI/AAAAAAAAPGE/QL7eNi5CZU4/s1600-h/105_7053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTTPQVjTBI/AAAAAAAAPGE/QL7eNi5CZU4/s200/105_7053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320109318868257810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For five mornings past&lt;br /&gt;When it was time to rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your face the first thing&lt;br /&gt;When I opened my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTUByfya7I/AAAAAAAAPGc/Xdtdd94-Kbc/s1600-h/105_6958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTmxjMmcFI/AAAAAAAAPHs/QQISK66iCDw/s1600-h/105_7114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTmxjMmcFI/AAAAAAAAPHs/QQISK66iCDw/s200/105_7114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320130798767468626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that you are gone&lt;br /&gt;It's five am in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTmxr56sKI/AAAAAAAAPHk/TmTMco2zgXk/s1600-h/105_7113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTmxr56sKI/AAAAAAAAPHk/TmTMco2zgXk/s200/105_7113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320130801105023138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's no peace for me&lt;br /&gt;Here while resting my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTmx_CSq_I/AAAAAAAAPH0/NG1k1MSFyjo/s1600-h/105_7111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTmx_CSq_I/AAAAAAAAPH0/NG1k1MSFyjo/s200/105_7111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320130806240422898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And when I wake up&lt;br /&gt;Not your face I will see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTfnWsrw_I/AAAAAAAAPHM/VUB0kx8Dc4o/s1600-h/105_7048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTfnWsrw_I/AAAAAAAAPHM/VUB0kx8Dc4o/s200/105_7048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320122927032288242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just empty pillows&lt;br /&gt;Where you're head used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTfmozbr2I/AAAAAAAAPGs/Ab31T85SVuU/s1600-h/105_6977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTfmozbr2I/AAAAAAAAPGs/Ab31T85SVuU/s200/105_6977.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320122914712563554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For five more long days&lt;br /&gt;Ev'ry hug and each kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be remembered&lt;br /&gt;In the tears and the smiles....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTmxJaqgbI/AAAAAAAAPHc/BEh-lgHjq50/s1600-h/105_7095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTmxJaqgbI/AAAAAAAAPHc/BEh-lgHjq50/s200/105_7095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320130791847133618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of five lifetimes of bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTWiPz4RmI/AAAAAAAAPGk/osfEjnmjUxE/s1600-h/105_6905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTWiPz4RmI/AAAAAAAAPGk/osfEjnmjUxE/s400/105_6905.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320112943679424098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you, Sofia Stuart, for bringing a love into my life that makes me completely vulnerable, without being at all fragile. Its strength and greatness helps me feel so deeply and powerfully that it seems as if I really am living with the fire and the love of five lifetimes in just one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTmw8BqvEI/AAAAAAAAPHU/rqiSDphOteY/s1600-h/105_7148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTmw8BqvEI/AAAAAAAAPHU/rqiSDphOteY/s200/105_7148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320130788252630082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You continue to teach me what life and love is all about, and I become a much better, and much more real, man for it. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I would apologize for putting the ice cube on your back in this picture, but since you got me back 10 times over, I'm not gonna&lt;/span&gt; :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTfmx0a8pI/AAAAAAAAPG0/CnA7vaSY_sA/s1600-h/105_6909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTfmx0a8pI/AAAAAAAAPG0/CnA7vaSY_sA/s200/105_6909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320122917132628626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Great Love and Appreciation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your Heart-Filled Father,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam Stuart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTfmy-GVEI/AAAAAAAAPG8/V3cNOuRUhRA/s1600-h/105_7022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTfmy-GVEI/AAAAAAAAPG8/V3cNOuRUhRA/s200/105_7022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320122917441655874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring Break 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday, April 2 (Great Grandma Bette's 90th Birthday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-7897316680882426457?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/7897316680882426457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=7897316680882426457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/7897316680882426457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/7897316680882426457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/04/five-days-of-sofia.html' title='Five Days of Sofia'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SdTTPJlhzOI/AAAAAAAAPF8/Rz8giOZp2Hg/s72-c/105_7052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-8400035239736907572</id><published>2009-03-14T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T12:03:24.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Matters To Us All</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SbveqjfiNII/AAAAAAAAPAs/FsOUFhGPcvQ/s1600-h/105_6823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SbveqjfiNII/AAAAAAAAPAs/FsOUFhGPcvQ/s320/105_6823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313085008077010050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People succeed and do great things either out of ego or passion. If it's ego it's a need to prove to someone that we are a success, worthy of being loved, deserving of being treated with respect, admiration, etc. This limited human-mind thinking usually manifests itself in the pursuit of more money and the things it buys, dominance over others, or getting as many people as possible praising our name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living out of our ego is a fear of not being good and powerful enough as we are and results in a continual running away from this fear in a never-ending need to constantly prove ourselves to others, usually by saying we are better than those around us in at least one significant way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sbvb9wsnCTI/AAAAAAAAPAM/75Yq8UL38oc/s1600-h/105_6437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sbvb9wsnCTI/AAAAAAAAPAM/75Yq8UL38oc/s320/105_6437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313082039504144690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Living out of our spirit, or passion, is a constant and courageous move towards our higher self and happiness with unwavering belief. Where you used to fail you now succeed. You uplift those around you v. dominate them and where they used to fail they now succeed. And instead of trying to get others to praise your name, your spirit calls loudly for them to see the greatness inside of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is out of this spirit that I have directed my teaching, one which requires rigorous thought, courageous belief, and great growth from both teacher and student.  And it is out of this spirit that I will continue teaching even when it brings criticism  from parents who tell me their children aren't "smart enough" to learn this way, that their child isn't "gifted".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sbvb9kecD_I/AAAAAAAAPAE/yZCmxa8fftU/s1600-h/105_6744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sbvb9kecD_I/AAAAAAAAPAE/yZCmxa8fftU/s320/105_6744.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313082036223479794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recognizing that I would be doing the same thing if I were them, because I would be them, it is  just their fear of dreaming too much in their children and an ego-driven need to "be right" about their child's limitations. Instead of seeing what I see in their child and helping me bring it into reality, they direct all of their energy into trying to get me to lower my standards and beat me down by criticizing, condemning and attacking me, trying to get as many people as they can to see me as a "bad" teacher too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's at these times I know I need to respond out of my spirit and not my ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V1tXhJniSEc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V1tXhJniSEc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I let my spirit do the talking for me, it speaks loud and clear every time. With respect for their right to have their own opinions..........and great clarity to the greater importance of their child's own opinion of him or herself, I say to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the parent thinks of me does not matter at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the Principal thinks of me does not matter at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the public thinks of me does not matter at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the President thinks of me does not matter at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even what the student thinks of me matters at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SbverlnbMcI/AAAAAAAAPBE/b4bWq5isVJ8/s1600-h/105_6774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SbverlnbMcI/AAAAAAAAPBE/b4bWq5isVJ8/s320/105_6774.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313085025826845122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What the student thinks of him or herself...........Matters to us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMzcwNDY4MjE4OTAmcHQ9MTIzNzA*NjgyNjE*MCZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZ*PSZvPWI1YWMxNjExNWYxMTQyMzQ4ODIwMzBlYWI2MGM3Nzhm.gif" border="0" width="0" height="0" /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf" style="width: 220px; height: 128px;" width="220" height="128"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=19447558&amp;amp;path=2009/03/14&amp;amp;mycolor=222222&amp;amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;amp;autoplay=true&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=13&amp;amp;grad=true&amp;amp;ow=220&amp;amp;oh=128"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myflashfetish.com/playlist/19447558" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" title="Get Music Tracks!" style="border-style: none;" alt="Music" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" title="Create A Playlist!" style="border-style: none;" alt="Playlist" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Music Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all talk of wanting a better world, yet most do nothing about the creation of it. We continue to have the same limiting beliefs about ourselves and our children expecting and waiting for the world to change, and then turn to blaming others when things don't...........when all we have to do is begin the change we want to see in the world by beginning to see the change within ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sbvb-DI41yI/AAAAAAAAPAU/SF0dbrOFViQ/s1600-h/105_6439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sbvb-DI41yI/AAAAAAAAPAU/SF0dbrOFViQ/s320/105_6439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313082044454590242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Each year more of us are born, for the most part entering school happy, free, and spirited, and knowing how to naturally learn. We leave school for the most part stressed-out from achieving "success", apathetic from "learning" year-after-year that we are "average" or "failures", and nearly all of us imprisoned and dispirited by the self-imposed limitations we have by now naturally learned to place on ourselves by the limited-thinking adults and people around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we continue to add to the creation of a limited world where "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's just the way things are&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is what it is&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to change what we are teaching our children. We need not only to tell them, but to show them what's possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need parents and teachers who are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great angels and warriors of reality&lt;/span&gt;, that the power to change any bad situation lies within ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the power to create what we want lies within ourselves when we focus on what we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sbvb-saRfWI/AAAAAAAAPAk/X79K4BTvJho/s1600-h/105_6496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sbvb-saRfWI/AAAAAAAAPAk/X79K4BTvJho/s320/105_6496.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313082055533362530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it is our spirit that guides us in this creation and our passion that sets us free to follow it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need more students like these feeling this spirited and passionate about themselves after the first two and three days of state testing, most of which are from children I was told were "just average" or "below-level students" at the beginning of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SbvertFcB3I/AAAAAAAAPBM/yS-bjW6ldm0/s1600-h/105_6769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SbvertFcB3I/AAAAAAAAPBM/yS-bjW6ldm0/s320/105_6769.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313085027831777138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These children were quickly told, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is nothing average about you. There has never been someone exactly like you and there never will be again. YOU ARE THAT SPECIAL! And you ALL have some talent or gift that ONLY YOU can bring to this world.......and I CANNOT, and WILL NOT allow you to have average thoughts about yourself when it means the world will miss out on the  gifts you are here to bring to it.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how they responded:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It was the first time I actually liked the FCAT, and made so much sense of it. It was so fun to not be nervous and not worrying about having to memorize anything. All I had to do was make sense of everything and anything on there. I even laughed at some of the questions because they were so easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wow, I now know what can happen if you don't memorize, but actually make sense of it and make a real, life thing you do every day. I really think anyone can do what they want it they Dream Big, DO BIG, AND BE BIG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And all around this paper was written:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It was fun. Do great things. Take challenges. You can live your dream. Live life. Long growth. Take failure as a path to succeeding. Have confidence."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wow, that test was so easy!! Some questions that were on there were so easy because all you had to do was make sense of it. Set yourself to a higher standard. Raise the bar. If you want to be big, you can't just dream it, you have to do it. You have to do things in order to get where you want to be. Don't wait, DO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't procrastinate. Live Your Dream. Do what you can when you can. Have fun. Don't let go of U. Don't let yourself down. You can turn your life around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My feelings on the FCAT were great! I had full and powerful feelings that I was going to get a 7 on the FCAT. I hold myself to higher standards. I will not get a 4.999. I will get a 5 or 7!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The highest possible score is a 5&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This student didn't seem to care about that :-&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want it to be harder because the average teacher does not teach the way to get you to succeed in life and they didn't dream big, do big, be big so they're going to teach you what they were taught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The first part of the FCAT was so easy I didn't need to work on it. Still most questions were so easy I did it in my head but still I evaluated. For some reason the first part I felt like ripsticking through because it was so easy. But the second part was hard. Even though I stopped and I think No, No, No....I KNOW I GOT A 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DO GOOOOOD. Dream Big. Do Big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The FCAT was so easy! I knew all the answers. I worked every night and I think I'll get a high score. This was the only FCAT that was easy for me. It was easy because I DREAM BIG.....DO BIG...AND I'LL BE BIG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The truth is that two days before the FCAT I wasn't worried at all. I knew it was going to be easy. I felt that it wasn't that serious. This is because of the way Mr. Stuart taught me. He always tells me to explain why, which helps me a lot instead of trying to guess. He teaches me in a higher level and letting me understand instead of remembering. I thank everything to Mr. Stuart. Now I will use all of the things he taught me and apply it to my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was somewhat easy and the questions weren't challenging. Make it hard please!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel the FCAT was too easy! I was able to make sense of it easily because of what I did in class, not doing the traditional way of teaching!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DREAM.....DO....BE BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought the FCAT would be kind of hard but I was wrong it was so easy. When I looked at some questions they were so easy that I only had to do it in 2 seconds. But some questions I had to look at carefully and think a lot but that did not stop me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I believed in myself. I felt confident. It was fun. I made sense of it. I believe if you dream big, do big and be big you can do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SbverALVl3I/AAAAAAAAPA8/-yH2UYULpCs/s1600-h/105_6789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SbverALVl3I/AAAAAAAAPA8/-yH2UYULpCs/s320/105_6789.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313085015776925554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The first time the book touched my desk I thought I was going to die, but that changed. The first question I saw I started laughing in my mind over nothing. I know I am weird. Well, it was easy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought that FCAT was easy and I could really make sense of all the questions they gave me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The 2 days of FCAT wasn't so bad. I felt butterflies moving in my stomach, but after the first couple of questions it went away. All was easy except maybe 1 or 2 questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Again! Easy! Reading was just as easy as the math was. And that just proves that the way Mr. Stuart teaches can teach you to make sense of everything you do and not just guess but prove your answer is correct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DREAM BIG....DO BIG.....BE BIG :-)-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Some students added other comments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why would you live your life when a couple of people are watching? Why not the whole world? Don't just live an OK life, live a fantastic life, live your dream. Have fun with your life. Do what you want. Make good choices. Think positive. Don't put others down. Accomplish great things. To do that we must not only act but also dream. Not only plan, but also believe. Dreams without actions stay dreams. Now you tell me do you want to be a tiny little pussy cat OR DO YOU WANT TO BE A TIGER???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are. Be your best. Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today. Be somebody's hero. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Believe you can. You can't be positive if you are negative. be honest. Bring it! What is the one thing? The bigger the challenge, the bigger you. Don't live inside a shell. Instead break out of it. Learn from everyone around you. Learn from your mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just because people don't believe in themselves it doesn't mean you can't. Well all I know is that if everyone believes, anything can happen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sbveq5ayyuI/AAAAAAAAPA0/7XVOPTRE3Aw/s1600-h/105_6797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/Sbveq5ayyuI/AAAAAAAAPA0/7XVOPTRE3Aw/s320/105_6797.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313085013962705634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YOU CAN DO ANYTHING YOU WANT IF YOU BELIEVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SPIRIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man gets tired, Spirit don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man surrenders, Spirit won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man crawls, Spirit flies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spirit lives when Man dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man seems, Spirit is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man dreams, Spirit lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man is tethered, Spirit is FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What Spirit is MAN CAN BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do the impossible. Make it happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-8400035239736907572?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/8400035239736907572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=8400035239736907572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8400035239736907572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/8400035239736907572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-matters-to-us-all.html' title='What Matters To Us All'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SbveqjfiNII/AAAAAAAAPAs/FsOUFhGPcvQ/s72-c/105_6823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-3402378011942355688</id><published>2009-02-23T20:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:28:39.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YES WE CAN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjXyqcx-mYY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjXyqcx-mYY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.....today I saw true magic happen.....magic manifested from 7 months of having a belief in someone that was greater in their disbelief in themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was a day of breaking through barriers and crossing into a new world of reality for one young man......a boy not predicted to pass 5th grade.........a man in the making fighting to be the prophet of his own future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what he scored on 5 on-grade level reading tests, with the same logical reasoning and complete explanations as the gifted students are required to give me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;100%, 100%, 88%, 100%, 63%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think on the last test he went into a state of "It's too good to be true" and started to doubt himself. Of course he has never worked this hard in one day before, and he tuckered his brain out pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm remembering watching him jump high in the air with great excitement mid-morning, and coming to pick the class up at lunch and seeing him sitting at the same table he used to get sent to because he was always in trouble......but this time he had sat himself there to do just two more problems he wouldn't normally have done......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say to him......with tears coming to my eyes....out of joy.....out of exhaustion that has paid off......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES YOU CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES YOU CAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38042284-3402378011942355688?l=adamstuart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/feeds/3402378011942355688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38042284&amp;postID=3402378011942355688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/3402378011942355688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38042284/posts/default/3402378011942355688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamstuart.blogspot.com/2009/02/yes-we-can.html' title='YES WE CAN!'/><author><name>Adam Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14306860262627270422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/RvJcDiEHTFI/AAAAAAAAFTo/espgYsHBwvg/s1600/COLOR%2BOF%2BLIFE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38042284.post-1472731290875517076</id><published>2009-02-22T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:57:10.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS WHY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGszGl-ELI/AAAAAAAAO6U/3NWxatsqbD4/s1600-h/105_6355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGszGl-ELI/AAAAAAAAO6U/3NWxatsqbD4/s320/105_6355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305711829962330290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For a long time I've had people asking me why I give so much to my teaching. Lately I've been asking myself that too, more so than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 21 students I'm planning individual lesson plans each day for at least 3 subjects (reading, science and math). That's 63 different plans a day, 200-300 papers to grade a night, inputting their data in spreadsheets to assess their progress, then planning the next day's work for each one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGxUPaQEPI/AAAAAAAAO7s/A0ji8vKF3kk/s1600-h/105_6517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGxUPaQEPI/AAAAAAAAO7s/A0ji8vKF3kk/s320/105_6517.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305716797311291634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My eyes hurt, my fingers numb, and all 3 of my home computers have frozen up at one point or another, causing me to put my head in my hands and wonder why I'm doing this, telling myself I can't keep this up.......and then retaking control and overcoming the negatives by thinking and feeling of all the positives of why I am doing this...........because they are worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the breakthrough for the students, for myself, for education, for the world........... of what we all CAN do and be, is right here, right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGxUrwIgfI/AAAAAAAAO70/NxCOfbfQAeY/s1600-h/105_6548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGxUrwIgfI/AAAAAAAAO70/NxCOfbfQAeY/s320/105_6548.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305716804919263730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just now I assessed on-grade level tests of four students who are far below grade level and aren't supposed to be able to achieve these scores:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;100%, 90%, 75%, 100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGzV7Ll_wI/AAAAAAAAO8c/DoycNroVKHo/s1600-h/105_6582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGzV7Ll_wI/AAAAAAAAO8c/DoycNroVKHo/s320/105_6582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305719025264099074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know right now I don't have the time to write, but I do have the compassion to share with anyone who is listening of what we all can do and become. It IS possible and it IS happening on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGzVssAhQI/AAAAAAAAO8U/AUMJNGN3wKQ/s1600-h/105_6701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGzVssAhQI/AAAAAAAAO8U/AUMJNGN3wKQ/s320/105_6701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305719021373523202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have 60,000 thoughts a day. Can you imagine the power of all these thoughts on what you DO want to see in your life and ONLY what you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGwDV1lPJI/AAAAAAAAO7U/Tx9SRimrejA/s1600-h/105_6578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGwDV1lPJI/AAAAAAAAO7U/Tx9SRimrejA/s320/105_6578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305715407467134098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have 100 billion neurons capable of making 10,000 connections each, yet 95% of our brains are left unused. Can you imagine how easily we could overcome all of our fears, doubts and current lack of ability if we use just a fraction more of our brains than we currently do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGs0grqYyI/AAAAAAAAO6s/WeoWlyF5OtQ/s1600-h/105_6443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGs0grqYyI/AAAAAAAAO6s/WeoWlyF5OtQ/s320/105_6443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305711854145397538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is enough potential power in each one of our bodies to power the city we live in for an entire week. Do you know how powerful and energetic we become when we turn that stored, or potential power, into used, or kinetic energy?.......And use that to TAKE MASSIVE ACTION that DOES CREATE what our hearts dream of and minds imagine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGzWpoyXCI/AAAAAAAAO8k/dc1lKV3c9Y0/s1600-h/105_6707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGzWpoyXCI/AAAAAAAAO8k/dc1lKV3c9Y0/s320/105_6707.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305719037734575138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Add all these together and we are in scientific reality unquestionably UNLIMITED BEINGS. It is time for us all to stop living such unnecessarily limited lives. It is hurting the world. It's allowing terrorism to grow and nature to die. It's time for us to shine and develop the light within us so brightly and brilliantly that it lights up all those around us.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....Where the focus is on the light, not the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGwDjd9nCI/AAAAAAAAO7c/AULDp9z6Cos/s1600-h/105_6580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGwDjd9nCI/AAAAAAAAO7c/AULDp9z6Cos/s320/105_6580.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305715411126164514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It may not be easy, especially at first.....but the more you practice taking control of your own thoughts and feelings the easier it becomes, and allows you to push deeper and deeper into this amazing world of illuminated possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGs0hMuIWI/AAAAAAAAO60/DWCTxA8lcY0/s1600-h/105_6542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XljpQVDpdLM/SaGs0hMuIWI/AAAAAAAAO60/DWCTxA8lcY0/s320/105_6542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305711854284054882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That alone is the reason for pushing oneself and those you care about to the very limits of possibility, and then breaking through those limits into
