My current project is due to noise I had been hearing from my front end while driving. After examination I narrowed it down to the outside tie-rod end on the driver’s side.
After I finished I took for a spin and the noise is gone, it handles better and now I have to get a wheel alignment.
A expected project done unexpectedly.
Our public school system has taken on changes over time that may have benefited those intended to teach…or not. I recently heard Robin Meade on HLN report that a public school system’s teaching (not all) staff in Atlanta had ‘fudged’ test results in order to make it look like the students and faculty were achieving more than they actually did. This also gave the teachers an increase in their pay. The question coming out of this was…wouldn’t you want to know if your child was not learning as he or she should be?
I do believe that this is not a practice taken on nationally in our public school system, but I would also have to say I believe it is not isolated. So what are they teaching?….that’s it’s not okay for the students to cheat in learning, but the teachers will do it for you. It is disheartening for the students, faculty and the education system. These kids have been damaged by the carelessness of a select few, but with lasting affects that is sure to leave a mark in the hearts and minds of these kids…even those not directly affected by this.
There is no perfect manmade solution, no perfect school system, no perfect student nor is there a perfect teacher. God, the Perfect One has given us the perfect solution, and that is the world in which we live.
Any and everything we need to learn is in our everyday living…..math, science, biology, history, social skills….you name it. Now I will say that even though it is a perfect solution, it is not a perfect world…but that’s ok because it is we who have shaped this perfect solution into what it has become.
Some parents want to shield their kids from the world and its events in order to keep them safe. But these same kids will not live in the classroom, but they will live in the world and not learning from the world in some way, they will be lost. I do understand fears due to what is happening in the world today, but are our schools that much safer?….and I’m leaving out the shootings that have taken place.
Teaching tools are in our everyday living and the best school for learning is our World Class. So am I saying to keep the kids out of the public schools? No but I am saying that home schooling or unschooling looks pretty good….
I’ve noticed that some of my old post have been read lately and that has given me a curious look myself. I’ve opened a couple of them to see what I’ve written and noticed that I’ve done some experimenting along the way since I started this blog.
I recently deleted my second most read post because I wasn’t really thinking when I wrote it and I thought it may have been offensive to women. Thinking back, I was angry not at women, but with TheWife and just happen to blurt out loud my frustration and the post really had nothing to do with why I was upset with her.
In general I am happy to say that my blog hasn’t really changed although I have done some experimenting.
This post…World Class gets a lot of reads and reflects the core of my blog. I believe that life in general is our place of learning. Not taking away from text books, but they can’t give what life itself does. If we can’t learn from life, all the books in the world are useless….that’s just me.
Life Has…is another post that has been read most recently by a few people. After reading this again brought to mind a post I had written about Steps.
Reading these reminded me of the style of poetry I like to write most although I have written a little on the dark side.
A stroll down memory lane has brought back the experiences I have in writing this blog and what I’ve learned along the way. It’s not a very popular blog but I do appreciate my followers and those who happen to drop in unexpected. I keep moving along and I’ll see what this journey has in store.
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately about many different things. Some of it making me very angry, some making me think even more, some giving me feelings of despair, and some giving me answers.
Early in my life, I had been taught to take responsibility for what I do and I have done that for the most part. I am far from being anywhere near perfect and I acknowledge that. I have made many mistakes that I take the blame for. I hurt when I hurt others.
When others make mistakes that affect me, I try to remember that they too are human and mistakes happen. But when the same types of mistakes happen on a consistent basis I have a problem with that. I know we are suppose to forgive, but the Lord knows I have trouble with consistent mistakes. When and where is the line drawn? I know too we are to forgive at all times.
In this skin that is humanity, it is very difficult…all too easy to hate those that do these things to us. But in the end, it is I who will suffer because of not forgiving. I will be the one whose bones will ache and drawn into a state of depression and despair. It is my mind that will be filled with bitterness that is best used for the betterment of my life and for those around me while they that choose to live a life of doing what they do continue to do what they do, whether knowingly or not.
The importance of forgiving is just that…very important. The effects of harboring unforgiving thoughts is far more damaging than one can imagine. It has no benefits that will be good for me.
I am really struggling at the moment and I know I need to turn this around. I need to stop looking at what has happened over the past few years and move on. I have a lot of positive things going on and I am thankful for that.
Humility is hard to swallow. Perfection was given only to the one true God and He said that we are to forgive because He knows that if we don’t…it is we who will suffer…and we are to leave the rest to Him.
A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry
This is number 5 and again Daniel Plumer is the featured photographer.
I just have one question…do u see what eye see?
Daisies Of Yellow
Slowly approach, does the Cloud Of White
Sneaky he is, disguised in upper top right
Under cover of thick and dark it seems
Hiding behind glasses, his eyes are not seen
Laying in wait is the Rock Of Stone Mount
Face in center below, lips parched under its snout
Hand of left ready to batter what the cloud will bestow
His chest still and steady beneath the face, coming slow
‘Tis a battle to commence betwixt these two fellows
See them flee the scene, all these Daisies Of Yellow
Photo by Daniel Plumer
Poem by me
It’s funny sometimes how things work out or just plain Divine intervention…a wake up so to speak. Any number of people can tell you the same thing over time but when one person speaks it, you finally hear it. You actually stop to breath, and it feels so fresh. It puts things into perspective again. That happened today. So that coupled with what I have and haven’t been doing brings a welcomed collision.
What I haven’t been doing is finishing some projects I started, but that did give me time to take the time to review what I have been doing with my designs and some other things I could be doing. So that got me started.
I have been busy coming up with some new designs and was in the process of putting products on the site when the server crashed. I did get a few items up but not what I really wanted because I didn’t have the images in my basket on the site yet.
So I’m actually pecking this out instead doing that. But this is one of those things I haven’t been doing and has bothered me more than I should have let it. One of those things that I have struggled with the past few weeks. I haven’t felt like writing or doing much of anything on the social network (which I have trouble with anyway), discouragement settling in and getting a pretty good grip.
Then out of nowhere, the words come to light and they shook me. A much needed breath of fresh air. So thankful that it finally clicked. It just took one.
We spotted this cocoon in our Canna Lily yesterday.
This is on a branch hanging over into our back area.