I used to use hip hop hooks as a way to attract young people and get their attention and I knew they were familiar with the lyrics. A big part about learning is really making connections so in telling young people...
Get passed the low hanging fruit. Anybody can grab that! Elevate your thought process and your mind and be creative.
I don’t just work! I think about my work, reflect on my work and think of what changes can I make, how can I elevated my game.
Understand the value of work and know that you get out of life what you earn. Some things have to be taken, its not given to you, they are not handing out multimillion dollar contracts or degrees, you have to use your brain!
I’ve got a reason for living. When I wake up, there are individuals who are counting on me to be my best and live my maximum life.
You can have, you can be, you can do whatever you want to do once you make the decision, so that would be my greatest piece of advice.
I think my greatest strengths are my hands. I am also good at getting separation from the defender and finding ways to get open. I am also a good route runner.
Life happens to all of us. It’s not what happens to us, but how we respond to what happens to us that really decides if we’re going to be victims or if we’re going to get and have everything we’ve ever dreamed of.
I’ve never wanted to be a doctor, I’ve never wanted to be an engineer, I’ve never had that goal, but when you’re around people who are successful, you kind of feel some type of way like, I don’t want to be a doctor or lawyer but I do want to be successful.
When the fact of your being is used as a weapon against you, the process of relearning who you are and what your value is, is a long one.
You say you want a happy ending, but neither of those words is really what you’re searching for. For instance, you will not live to see a just world. But you will live to see acts of justice.
Perhaps the thing that is even more overflowing with possibility than a crush, is love. In whatever form it takes, from whatever context it is drawn. With a crush after all there are sort of only two outcomes when you get down to it. It will bloom or it will whither, but love, love seems to have infiinite possible beginnings, endings, permutations, subtle shifts, and seismic changes. Love, I’ve learned, is different every time you look at it. Love is every possible love story all at once.
Every story, whether truth or fiction, is an invitation to imagination, but even more so, it’s an invitation to empathy. The storyteller says, “I am here. Does it matter?” The words that I found in these books were a person calling out from a page, “I am worthy of being heard and you are worthy of hearing my story.
If our religions aren’t about the business of achieving justice in our time, in this world, for everyone, what are they doing?
When one tells a story, one has to choose where to stop. So, for every story, there’s an infinite number of endings, a library’s worth of endings, every book a new chance. Perhaps, for us, for all of us, there are so many endings that they can’t all be heartbreaking and baffling. There must be a place to stop that is just a step into a new possibility.
Even from an early age, my parents imbued in us the knowledge that although life wasn’t just, we could always do something about it.
Everybody loves Elmo, right? Elmo is a closer. Elmo gets all the Glengarry leads. Elmo stares into the abyss and the abyss whispers, “Tickle me.
The storyteller says, ‘I am here. Does it matter?’ The words that I found in these books were a person calling out from a page, ‘I am worthy of being heard and you are worthy of hearing my story.’ It seems simple but it’s a bold declaration.
When I first learned about the Dewey decimal system, I assumed it was an impartial way of defining and filing the breadth of knowable information. I came to understand that the intention of the filer and the perspective that they carry play a huge role in how Dewey, and any other system, is employed.
The feeling of being alone, I’ve found, is the poison that has no taste. It seeps in slowly and easily; it never seems unusual. Isolation presents as an undesired state but nothing serious, nothing permanent, until the lonely nights become lonely months.