oh man hours of my childhood on that thing
Vintage Sesame: So simple, yet so much fun.
Which reminds us: Have you seen or VintageSesame tumblr?
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If I’d ask you, who is Joseph Kony, you wouldn’t know. You should. And that’s why I’m going to tell you about him.
Joseph Kony considers himself as a good Christian.
He abducts kids, makes little girls go in prostitution, makes little boys become kid soldiers and force them to do horrible things, things a kid isn’t supposed to do. Neither is an adult, no one is. He started the LRA, Lord’s Resistance Army. 20.000 kids have been kidnapped, this needs to stop. And that’s why we need to MakeKony Famous. Let the world know about the horrible things he does, and the thousands of children and parents suffering.So come together, at the April the 20th. That is the day, we will cover the night. People in all kind of cities, all over the world meet at sundown & cover the city with posters and stickers of Joseph Kony. To Make Kony Famous. If you want to help these kids and parents, cover the night at 4/20/2012.
Not clear enough? Please watch: http://vimeo.com/37119711
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One teachers approach to preventing gender bullying in a classroom
Alie arrived at our 1st-grade classroom wearing a sweatshirt with a hood. I asked her to take off her hood, and she refused. I thought she was just being difficult and ignored it. After breakfast we got in line for art, and I noticed that she still had not removed her hood. When we arrived at the art room, I said: “Allie, I’m not playing. It’s time for art. The rule is no hoods or hats in school.”
She looked up with tears in her eyes and I realized there was something wrong. Her classmates went into the art room and we moved to the art storage area so her classmates wouldn’t hear our conversation. I softened my tone and asked her if she’d like to tell me what was wrong.
“My ponytail,” she cried.
“Can I see?” I asked.
She nodded and pulled down her hood. Allie’s braids had come undone overnight and there hadn’t been time to redo them in the morning, so they had to be put back in a ponytail. It was high up on the back of her head like those of many girls in our class, but I could see that to Allie it just felt wrong. With Allie’s permission, I took the elastic out and re-braided her hair so it could hang down.
“How’s that?” I asked.
She smiled. “Good,” she said and skipped off to join her friends in art.
‘Why Do You Look Like a Boy?’
Did my first dance performance ever and it made me happy.
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Langston Hughes didn’t write the poem “A Dream Deferred” just because he thought the words sounded pretty. “Dreams deferred” by the poverty of circumstance happens every day in America. And it doesn’t just happen to poor kids. The biggest detriment, being born to people not equipped for parenthood, is a burden many face.
If Lindsay Lohan can’t get over having a ex-convict, drug-addicted, rage-aholic father and a “cool” enabler mom when she had the benefit of fame and money, how can anyone be surprised that a poor kid would struggle with overcoming an overworked mother who thinks beating the crap out of you is the answer for everything while a non-existent sperm donor father travels in the wind?
I read, constantly, of people heaping pity on “poor Lindsay.” Or poor whomever wayward starlet of the moment is running around sans pants and good parenting. But the sympathy always seems to dry up for the Keishas and Keyshawns of the world. You’re just lazy. Why didn’t you get on that cross town bus and “exceptionalize” yourself out of a poor, messed up life?
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I understand the impulse to believe that anything can be over-come if you just work hard enough. And the belief that this is a one-size-fits-all solution, no matter who you are, what your situation is and what you can physically handle. But the dirty open secret is that many don’t work hard at all to get what they want, and what we’re really talking about is fairness and creating a level playing field in a society where the breaks and rewards are afforded to a select few, and everyone else must navigate an elaborate system where class mobility is more American “dream” than American “reality.”
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Telling someone they need to be exceptional to get out of an exceptionally bad situation isn’t new advice. It’s a tale as old as the Dickens novel “Great Expectations.” But even poor, beat down Pip had the help of a mysterious benefactor, secretly guiding his path out of poverty and parentlessness.
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What do you get when even a calvary of one isn’t coming to save you?
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This is my dating life:
Apparently I am too young to even message you? Well, grandma, I think you sound pretty interesting, and it interests me that you’re pretty…so hit me up if you decide I’m ready to graduate from little league.
1) Yes, I filter out men who are under a certain age. Guys in their early-to-mid 20s…
Doodled at a coffee shop.
