Thursday, April 29, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
love is like a flower
"Love is not a thing to understand.
Love is not a thing to feel.
Love is not a thing to give and receive.
Love is a thing only to become
And eternally be. ."
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
weekend post
George Washington Carver was born in 1864 near Diamond Grove, Missouri on the farm of Moses Carver. He began his formal education at the age of twelve, which required him to leave the home of his adopted parents. Schools segregated by race at that time with no school available for black students near Carver's home. He moved to Newton County in southwest Missouri, where he worked as a farm hand and studied in a one-room schoolhouse. He went on to attend Minneapolis High School in Kansas. He transferred to Iowa Agricultural College (now Iowa State University) in 1891, where he gained a Bachelor of Science degree in 1894 and a Master of Science degree in bacterial botany and agriculture in 1897. As an agricultural chemist, Carver discovered three hundred uses for peanuts and hundreds more uses for soybeans, pecans and sweet potatoes. He also helped farmers in the South by giving them the recipes for adhesives, axle grease, bleach, buttermilk, chili sauce, fuel briquettes, ink, instant coffee, linoleum, mayonnaise, meat tenderizer, metal polish, paper, plastic, pavement, shaving cream, shoe polish, synthetic rubber, talcum powder and wood stain.
Weekend post
In Cown Heights, The Brooklyn Children's Museum has an exhibit that shows how the Gullah People of Georgia and South Carolina preserved much of their West African heritage and have giventreasured customs to America. Children get a chance o act as the Gullah People. For more information, see the BCM link for more information.
weekend post: national disaster
Heavy rain and winds caused trees to fall and knock out power lines. Winds were up to 70 mph. The storm won't leave until Monday. Here is an example
weekend post
One of my favorite poets is Emily Dickinson click on the link to see the poem.
There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!
There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!
weekend post
We have come this far to see the day
where nigros will be treated equally
Even if we die, our race will live on
We will never perish till this world is in peace
We will continue to fight until you understand our existence
Look forward to a bright future
Look forward to a change
See the day where our eyes face equality
This battle has just begun
let's do our best to make a change
This battle is far from over
where nigros will be treated equally
Even if we die, our race will live on
We will never perish till this world is in peace
We will continue to fight until you understand our existence
Look forward to a bright future
Look forward to a change
See the day where our eyes face equality
This battle has just begun
let's do our best to make a change
This battle is far from over
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