Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.
But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.
On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.
But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.
But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.
And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.
Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.
The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.
When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.
~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy
You will need:
1 egg (75 cal)
1 cup of chicken broth (10 cal)*
1 tsp of cornstarch (15 cal)
1/4 tsp powdered ginger (0 cal)
salt to taste
pepper to taste
optional (but HIGHLY recommended): 1/2 tsp sesame oil (25 cal) (total recipe 125)
Instructions:
Whisk the egg and set aside. In a small pot, stir together broth, cornstarch, and ginger BEFORE TURNING ON THE HEAT! Make sure they are thoroughly combined. It will look cloudy, but that’s okay.
Bring the mixture to a light boil. While boiling, stir the mixture clockwise to form a whirlpool. Slowly poor the whisked egg into the swirling broth while continuing to stir. This is what makes the cool egg ribbons! Stir and let cook for around 30 seconds to a minute. Remove from heat and add sesame oil (if using), along with salt and pepper.
*i’m a vegetarian so I used vegetable broth, which worked perfectly fine!
Hi all, it’s werelivingarts. I just stumbled across this method called ‘eat the frog’, which means you get the most difficult or important task out of your way first. I actually have been using this method for a long time, hope this post gives you a new way of managing your time and productivity! 😜 ❤️
“If it’s your job to eat a frog, it’s best to do it first thing in the morning. And if it’s your job to eat two frogs, it’s best to eat the biggest one first.” – Mark Twain
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Barry Lee Loukaitis and “Rage”
Barry Loukaitis was 14 years old when he went to school carrying 2 pistols and a high powered rifle and shot his algebra teacher and 2 classmates to death on February 2nd 1996. Out of the crimes came large controversy and speculation as to what motive Loukaitis could have had. The dysfunction of his family, bullying he allegedly experienced at school, and his admitted mood swings were a few that commonly came up. Additionally, Loukaitis’ association with certain films and books were taken into consideration, most notably “Rage” by Stephen King, as Loukaitis referenced the book during his attack quoting “This sure beats the hell out of algebra, doesn’t it?” before shooting. He later admitted that he tried to model his life after the protagonist in the book, who had shot his two teachers and held his algebra class hostage.