Guy: Soooo… is this your first time at Comic-Con?
Guy: Cool, cool.
Guy: Soooo… what kind of Asian are you?
Girl (visibly scowling): Uhhh… the American kind?
With that, she turned and dashed into the nearest store. And that’s when my girlfriend and I looked at each other and laughed.
Many of these kids never thought they could graduate from high school – not them, not their parents, not anyone around them growing up. That’s why we went into teaching in the first place. Not just to help kids succeed, but also to convince them that they could succeed. Every year, this one day in June made teaching worthwhile all over again.
On some level, we all spend our lives waiting for opportunity. “I’m just waiting for my big break.” “I can’t believe how lucky he got. That guy gets all the breaks.” It’s as though opportunity is this giant metal claw, and we’re toys at the bottom of the carnival machine of life, each of us hoping to be the next lucky one to get snatched up to a better life.
But, this isn’t how opportunity operates. Whether you believe that God, Darwin, or just random blind luck is responsible, opportunity doesn’t just fall onto our lap and whisk us away.
Modern medicine can save our lives many times around. Yet, why do so many people mistrust it? Here’s the underlying problem with modern medical techniques.
While I was getting my dose of bandwagon football last weekend, I realized that the cornerback must be the most underappreciated player on the team. Now, since the typical Musings demographic is decidedly not a sports fan, and since most people are probably reading this for some diatribe on modern medicine, please bear with me for a minute….