» “First of all, are you okay?” UpbeaT. Back in September, I started off the school year on the wrong foot.
Actually, to push the tired foot analogy a little further, I was dragging my feet, tripping over shoelaces and falling down. Probably in a puddle. Of mud. For simplicity’s sake, I had a difficult August, and when September hit, I suffered from severe insomnia and completely lacked an appetite. Some days, I seriously felt like Amelie in this particular scene (I know, boo hoo, c’est la vie!). The worst moment at school this year came when I entered a class sharply at 2 pm and realized, the class began at 1 pm. The co-professor teaching the course walked up to me. “First of all,” she said, searching my face, “Are you okay?” Although it may sound unremarkable, that is probably the kindest thing a professor has ever said to me. This is not an argument or excuse for tardiness. I am grateful for the one professor who asked me if I was simply okay. As students, let’s reject these impersonal models of knowing one another.
Save Greendale (with the cast of Community) "15 Phrases You'll Hear During Finals Week, and What They Really Mean" by Susanna Wolff and Alex Watt (Page 3) Filmography 2011. Monologue: I’m Comic Sans, Asshole. [Originally published June 15, 2010.]
Listen up. 10 Best Movies of 2011: Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy. Vintage photographs of Toronto at night. Vintage photographs of Toronto at night are a somewhat rare sight in the City's online archives.
Despite the hundreds of historical photos we've shared over the last year or so, the number of night shots that have found their way into these posts could probably be counted on one hand. That's rather astonishing when you think about it for a second. One of the reasons for this, no doubt, is that prior to the rise of the single-lens reflex camera and faster film in and around the 1950s, night photography wasn't that common in general. Sure, accomplished photographers did use their view cameras to take night shots prior to that period, but the excruciatingly long exposures made the prospect of crisp images quite challenging. Nevertheless, when you set out to look for them, there's a hauntingly good little collection of night photographs that are available online.
The Auditorium Theatre Toronto (382 Queen Street West), 1910 The Comique Theatre (Yonge south of Dundas), 1910 Wow. Dear Manny Pacquiao, the “Man in the Arena” Dear Manny, First, thank you for all that you have done to elevate the spirits of a nation, and to inspire boxing and sportsfans worldwide. I remember years ago when I first became aware of you and your amazing talents. I recall thinking at the time that you very well might rise to the very top in boxing, and I wondered — could America embrace you in the way Filipinos do? I was struck by your natural humility; your kind nature; your lack of bravado; and your admirable efforts to do your interviews in English even though that put you at a disadvantage with the interviewer and the audience. You were humble, yet proud, and you seemed to have these two polarities in perfect balance.
To my immense surprise and pleasure, as your stauture as a boxer has grown, it seems that the sports fans of America and the world have seen in you the same things that Filipinos do, and have responded similarly. Then came November 12, 2011. Never had you looked so focused and ready to fight. Telling the Story of the Brain’s Cacophony of Competing Voices. A Better Way to Fight Abortion. [Editor's Note: Today marks 41 years since the Supreme Court declared abortion legal.
On this anniversary of Roe v. Wade, we're republishing this article from last year that takes a look back at the Church's pro-life efforts and forward at what Christians can do about abortion.] It is not very pleasant to speak about abortion. So why bother? The most compelling reason struck me vividly as I prepared a sermon to address another anniversary of Roe v. What to Do When You Fail. One day morning will dawn, your eyes will open and you will awaken with the literal reality that the dream you had for yourself is over—and it’s time to move on.
I can think to specific days in 2000, 2003, 2008 and most recently in summer 2011 when I rolled out of bed with the knowledge that I’d just crossed a line. The dreams I knew were gone. And I had to find new dreams. In each case, those mornings felt like I’d just fallen from a place of positional power, security and recognition. Even in going from one role to another—even if that new role was “better” than the one I’d left—it still felt like a fall.
Much of who you are and how you think of yourself on a day-to-day basis is wrapped up in what you do, who you work with and the people you do stuff with. While other leaders have experienced ugly falls from grace, I have never experienced that. The free-fall feeling of change always lands in the loving arms of a God who has nurtured and cared for me from the beginning.
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