EndNotes

You may forget but
let me tell you
this: someone in
some future time
will think of us

Sappho

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It is better to have enough ideas for some of them to be wrong, than to be always right by having no ideas at all. 

 Edward de Bono

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... his larger insights. Baden-Powell

saw that boys in an industrialized environment were starved of something essential to their growth. He discovered intuitively that the passionate interest of boys in Red Indian yarns and cowboy tales was significant of repressed energies and frustrated instincts, and indicated a force which, if released, would work with education, not against it. He gave boys the chance of imaginative action and practical romance; he gave them back their lost heritage of field and wood and hill and stream; he gave them a comradeship attested by secret signs, wide interests ... absorbing techniques, attainable standards, pride-rousing awards. Heavens! What an educationist the man was.

                                                                  W.M. Eager (1953)

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Inside

Inside you’re all alone, no one knows just how much
On the outside, fear of one’s own mind, false confidence as a crutch.

I plague one’s self so, with rejection of my whole being
When I am loved, accepted by my friends, hated by myself.

Friends think I’m normal, no troubles cross my mind
It is to them my false confidence prevails.

Far away, someday, myself I may condone But for now, in darkness, inside am I alone.

             Anthony Z.
 

My Life Must END I am one fucked up guy. I don’t know what to do any more. Should I end my life in mortal sin or in angry rage. I didn’t know!! If I hang myself they’ll cut me down. If I slash up they’ll stitch me back together. Isn’t there no way out of this cold and lonely world. Why can’t I find peace in myself to take life as it is. My life must end. There’s no one to go to. I’m so scared but it has to happen. I have to give my life to the devil. Bye my friends: Don’t take the easy way out like I will.             T .W.

The above two poems by young people courtesy Reclaiming Children and Youth

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Foster Child

We were taken from our family
It can happen at any age
They want us to be happy,
But we are filled with so much rage

Out of a bad situation
Put into many others
We may not have any relation,
But we pull together like sisters and brothers

We are told we are bad
That we deserve what we got
You know that makes us mad
It hurts us a lot

We may not live with our mothers
we struggle just like you
We are just as normal as others
Believe it because it is TRUE

Tyler