Thoughts and Quotes of a Curious Mind

  Maybe you're not like me Maybe we don't agree Maybe that doesn't mean We gotta be enemies Maybe we just get brave Take a big leap of faith Call a truce so me and you Can find a better way Let's take some time, open our eyes, look and listen, yeah And we're gonna find we're more alike than we are different, yeah Why does kindness seem revolutionary When did we let hate get so ordinary Let's turn it around, flip the script Judge slow, love quick God help us get revolutionary Whoa oh Revolutionary Whoa oh Let's get, let's get Whoa oh Revolutionary Whoa oh I'm turning the TV down Drowning their voices out 'Cause I believe that you and me Can find some common ground See maybe I'm not like you But I'll walk a mile in your shoes If it means I might see The world the way you …

> • Reflect upon your years of elementary and secondary education > and select a person, an event, or a class that has had a great impact on your life and explain your selection. >  >  > In my whole elementary and secondary school life no other educationalist has had a more determining influence on me than Mr. Young. >  > I remember as if it was yesterday. The icy morning wind howled through the oak trees once green but now hanging limply vulnerable to the battering wind as their bare boughs tell their own sad story. A twisted branch scraped the large window above causing a screeching noise sending shivers down my spine. I was still in shock after hearing myself accept the Dean’s proposition to just go and mingle with the rest of the Form and kicked myself hard under the chair. Here I was in my first Secondary year in a new school, a new place even a relatively new country, no friends or relations for miles on end but destined to acquaint myself with...

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly. hold fast to dreams for when dreams go life is a barren field frozen with snow. I look at my own body  With eyes no longer blind-  And I see that my own hands can make  The world that’s in my mind. Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think I suffer after I have held my pain So long? Because my mouth Is wide with laughter You do not hear My inner cry? Because my feet Are gay with dancing You do not know I die? Oh, God of Dust and Rainbows, Help us to see That without the dust the rainbow Would not be. I tire so of hearing people say, Let things take their course. Tomorrow is another day. I do not need my freedom when I’m dead. I cannot live on tomorrow’s bread. America never was America to me And yet I swear this oath – America will be! We build our temples for tomorrow, strong as we know how, and we stand o...