That Wasn't Me - Brandi Carlisle
It's the weekend, again. The second to last weekend in the Rosewood house!!!
Taking risks is a part of life, and most of the time, risky behavior is too scary to do. Sometimes, the fear associated with risk comes with good reason: I think the issue at hand is to understand when risk may result in happiness, or when it may result in more scary or stressful situations.
“But who can say what's best? That's why you need to grab whatever
chance you have of happiness where you find it, and not worry about
other people too much. My experience tells me that we get no more than
two or three such chances in a life time, and if we let them go, we
regret it for the rest of our lives.”
― Haruki Murakami
― Haruki Murakami
1. Watching a classroom of students make space stations out of manila folders, tape and many random objects that were piled on a long table. I could see the imagination coming out of them, I could see them connecting ideas about design and engineering, I could see their creativity and their youth.
2. Only three Fridays left!
3. Lunch with kindergartners. They are not allowed to talk for ten minutes so that they actually eat. After ten minutes, a timer goes off and the whole class erupts in a 5 year old "yayyyyyy!!!" It is hilarious, every single time.
4. A beautiful spring-summer evening at the Phillies-Red Sox game with friends and coworkers, and a short but sweet intercontinental phone call on the sidelines.
5. Roof decks in South Philly on quiet, cool nights. Sometimes this city can be so beautiful.
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