Children. Blessed are they, or so I hear. Children are the future, and deserving of our love and guidance. I have had the opportunity to work with children on many levels throughout my high school career. From 9th to 11th grade I worked at the CROP afterschool care program, where I worked with large groups of children, keeping them happy and productive. In the summer following my sophomore year I worked at a summer camp for young children, and took a job caring for a child with special needs....

Some people are just too stupid to realize how intelligent they really are.

Just for a Just how well do you recall your childhood? Do you remember the total freedom? You could shamelessly put your underwear on your head and strut around your house as a power ranger. Your classes in school included "coloring' and 'nap time'. You were ignorant and you were happy. There was a dark side to childhood however, and it served as a constant taint on the most important aspect of our lives: our social lives. For too long we actually had to be face to face with a person to be '...

Just for a Just how well do you recall your childhood? Do you remember the total freedom? You could shamelessly put your underwear on your head and strut around your house as a power ranger. Your classes in school included "coloring' and 'nap time'. You were ignorant and you were happy. There was a dark side to childhood however, and it served as a constant taint on the most important aspect of our lives: our social lives. For too long we actually had to be face to face with a person to be '...

Silken hair cascades like flowing water eyes that mirror endless fields of passion her lips, so full, set my heart a-flutter. Floats along in her seductive fashion, a smile, so sweet, sends me to my knees her voice echoes like a clarion call my love is as deep as a thousand seas next to her perfection, I feel so small. Her skin glows as if lit by inner flame. Her laughter can fill angels with envy, their alabaster wings whither in shame. The greatest desire when she looks at me she is so clos...

Just for a moment I'd like for you to come with me on a trip down memory lane. Just how well do you remember your childhood? You would go to school, you would work hard, and at recess you would go and play with your friends. Then, after school, you would go home and your friends would, for the most part, be forgotten. You would occupy yourself with yourself, perhaps with your siblings and occasionally even your parents. Your social life ended after you passed through your own front door. Pai...