Pieces...

Bells ring,
Long day finally ends,
Seems like a piece of me,
Is left behind.

Recollections persist,
Never mind, leave my mind,
Let new thoughts prevail,
Forever lost a school days tale.

Heart falls down, down,
Must pull together,
All my hearts,
Little pieces.

By: Bert J. Wainwright

The good teacher...

The good teacher puts time aside each day to just listen to students.

The good teacher uses his/her eyes to see what he/she cannot hear.

The good teacher uses his/her ears to hear what he/she cannot see.

The good teacher gently touches what he/she cannot see or hear.

The good teacher teaches his/her students to see, hear and touch the world as it really is and nothing more.

By: Bert J. Wainwright

Please, forgive my bluntness.

At the completion of any school day, how many children learn never, ever, make a mistake.

Not withstanding collective good, only individual people make a difference.

Often, the first thing we learn about school is dismay.

My parents are not my first teachers. I' am...

Schools are sometimes places where students learn to hate school.

Some students are successful in school, provided they go along and fit into an existing mold.

The next thing I want to learn is what did I just learn and why, what for...

By: Bert J. Wainwright


Eating alphabet soup is one way to digest the alphabet. Now, what did that letter I just swallowed look like?

Possibly, extra time added to the school day will just add more chances to fail.

School is a great place to be like someone else.

The first school ever built was intended to keep you from asking questions that might upset the status quo.

Reading, writing, counting and speaking are just great. Now, when do we learn to think?

Got nerve, write you own blunt thoughts.

By: Bert J. Wainwright

Rallies for Handicapped: Do they really work?

Just received an email reminder to sign up for upcoming rally for disabilities at Louisiana state capital in Baton Rouge.

I have a better idea. Why not add an additional strategy such as...

All nonprofit agencies/programs and private agencies/individuals should meet and put up as much money as possible and hire a full time high dollar lobbying firm or individual lobbyist.

Unfortunate, but true, money talks. Lobbyist will go after congressman using the "sympathy" and "what's in for me" strategy.

Lobbyist efforts will be ongoing and stay at the table side of congressman/women. I know this approach doesn't reflect the rightful emotions that people feel, but instead takes a hardheaded approach.

Certainly, many good people fight hard in behalf of handicapped persons; however, the time has come to review the results gained by sympathy driven efforts.

Additionally, I suggest a sympathy and lobbyist plan built around dogged one on one techniques and supported by internet networking. Remember computers can work all night with little pay.

Yes, I hate lobbyist just like everyone else. Nevertheless, we need desperately to broaden our approach to helping handicapped person everyday, everywhere.

Sincerely,
Bert Wainwright

My Leg Is Bent

What we all share in common is imperfection. And, that's what drives us into the ground or over the next rampart.

Why not just brand everyone with their red badge and be done with it. Once past the hurt and enbarrassment, we can get on with living.

Given this or that imperfection, let's all spit at the same time and wash life's dirty little secrets away. Imperfection is what it is...a cloud that obscures unbound perfection.

Once the crying is done, we must face the truth. No matter what heaven or hell tries to dictate, we are responsible for ourselves. Past, present and future!

Before we take the next crooked step with our unique bent leg, we must admit our choices define individual destiny. Hardly a breath is taken and we agoinze, and are summond to life with out
excuses.

By: Bert J. Wainwright