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UMBILICAL Posts: 12,786
10/15/13 6:06 P


GLEORIA SparkPoints: (68,860)
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10/15/13 5:48 P

I am glad you posted this. I have a version for girls. I will have to share it with my granddaughter.

Edited by: GLEORIA at: 10/15/2013 (17:49)
OBIESMOM2 SparkPoints: (240,625)
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10/15/13 4:48 P

emoticon one of my favorites

another is this one by Langston Hughes:

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

SLUGGER17 SparkPoints: (90,555)
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10/15/13 4:02 P

I had never heard this. It's wonderful!

RIET69 SparkPoints: (47,087)
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10/3/13 10:55 A

Beautiful!! Thank you

SUNSET09 SparkPoints: (525,800)
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10/3/13 9:33 A

thanx for sharing! emoticon

JANIEWWJD SparkPoints: (554,761)
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10/2/13 11:58 P

I LOVE this poem!!!

10/2/13 11:06 P

Had to memorize this "poem" back in grade seven.

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10/2/13 6:58 P

Very good refresher. AND your teacher should give lessons to many other teachers out there.

Thanks for sharing and reminding me again. Kipling was, indeed, an amazing writer!

BLUENOSE63 SparkPoints: (108,021)
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10/2/13 6:12 P

Just what I needed today!

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10/2/13 6:00 P


ANNPUTATION23 SparkPoints: (4,310)
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10/2/13 5:16 P

One of the most well known and inspiring poems in history. Written by Kipling for his son mere years before he'd be killed and MIA in the battlefields of WWI. His son was known to have kept the poem in his chest pocket at all times.
One of the best teachers I ever had required us to memorize this in order to pass; it's been with me ever since.

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

Edited by: ANNPUTATION23 at: 10/2/2013 (17:16)
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