Predictably, about once a month I wake up and wonder if the progress I think I’ve made, is actually making progress at all. It’s like one of those “the more you know, the more you know you don’t know” moments – With Life. With Faith. With Dreams. Overwhelmed, all I want to do is just curl up in the fetal…
They say that a picture is worth a thousand words… and poetry is music for the soul. But for me, description is a visual photography, where the poetry is placed in the mind rather than the eyes. The colours are only as bright and as vivid as the author can imagine, and the sounds are only comparable to the music…
In a school yard not so far, far away… Play Ground Wars Episode IV A New Season It is a period of civil war. The spring season, striking from a rural playground, has won its first victory against the evil Never Ending Winter. During the battle, young school children managed to steal the joy of recess with the ultimate weapons:…
I know there are differing opinions out there about blogging awards, but personally, I’d like to look at it as a completely legitimate reason to stalk random blogs online, and tell other people how awesome they are (and I think that’s pretty cool)… So even though this is of a different colour than the average post, I’m honoured to be a…
Dedicated to all of the persistent Mathematics teachers of my past – and those incredible colleagues who just keep on trying… Intro: The semester changed, and I recently found myself switching places from Grade 3 Art to Grade 9 Math. They were mid-unit in Algebra, and I had a lot of reviewing to do. Oddly enough… I learned a few…
One week you find yourself looking back at the pain in the past… and the next, you’re fearing for the future. They said, Get your head out of the clouds. You can’t keep on dreaming your whole life. Be logical. Be reasonable. Go to school. Make money. Buy a house. Become a useful citizen that will give back to the community. This…
On April 4th of this year, my brother turns 30. Or at least, he would have. It was cancer. I was three. He was nearly seven. My parents had to learn how to move on with their life. My brothers had to grow up with hard questions. And I had to learn why exactly things were now different.
We’ve heard this story before. After all, it comes every year; a seasonal celebration. Many of us have heard it over and over again, until we learn how to recite it like the sing-song Alphabet of childhood. And it’s beautiful. Annual. Familiar.We know it well… Too well? Not that most of us would admit. But it’s hard, isn’t it? We all want something…
To a certain extent, I think many of us like to see ourselves as Adventure Seekers. It’s a fun and thrilling picture to think of shouting “Carpe Diem!” at the top of our lungs right as we hit the top of the roller coaster, or spontaneously skip towards the bend in the road – But sometimes… sometimes we’ve had one too many…
I recently bought a new pair of running shoes. Well, metaphorically at least. You know how it works. One day you look at your life and you realize, Hey, I wanna do that – paint a mural, sow a garden, write a novel, build a house, get back into shape, whatever. So, you make plans: You write in a calendar.…