Hi! My name is Max and,I know what you’re thinking, he’s a tiny, young, abandoned little pet with no collar. Now, I’m waiting for the pet shop to open up their doors. A life on the run isn’t always what I wanted. I had it good until my stupid cage mate wanted to dare me to see how high I could jump on the trampoline and touch the top of the cage. Now, you’re probably wondering why did you take the dare in the first place? And you would be correct! But let’s start at the beginning. The day of my birth. My parents were the greatest. I was born in a rescue mission in Australia. Back then, you didn’t have rules, there was only a preserve, the den, my parents and me. Every couple of months a lucky little guy got to be picked out to become a candidate for adoption. You know who got picked out this time? It wasn’t me. It wasn’t my parents. It was always some other guinea pig that was fatter, cuter, fluffier and overall better looking. That was my life. I had everything I ever wanted; Food, shelter and loving parents that looked out for me. Then one day, I decided to ask mom and dad if I could take a walk outside my den. “ I don’t know sweetie” my mother said. “I promise, I’ll be careful”. “I would like to go and follow whatever that noise is that I hear every day” “you mean the human pets?” his mother replied? “Yes, so that’s what I hear” said the guinea pig uhmm… honey are you ok?” said his mother. “ Life is nice inside a rescue shelter but, if only I could see what’s beyond the grassy plain” he said. “But sweetie, you are-WE-are safe in our home. Besides there are hungry animals that would love nothing more than snacking on a plump, young, juicy guinea pig.” “Now, go to sleep.” Our inspection is tomorrow and you may be picked out by a nice family.” she replied. “Ok…. mother” Later that night, I was sleeping when I had a dream. I was following a trail of cookie crumbs to what knows where and it led to a giant cookie on top of a mountain. Beyond, I could hear a voice calling me. “Come, join us; we have more cookies” more cookies…cookies….coookkkkiiiiessss………………………………………………………………….”Cock a doodle doo! I awoke the next morning . “Mom! Dad!” I had this really weird dream last night”. I was following these cookie crumbs and this voice kept saying ‘“come,join us we have more cookies”’! Then a giant cookie on top of a mountain!” Outside a guard was eating a snack and leaving crumbs behind as he walked back to his shift.” It looked like-” I looked around for a good example to tell them. “It looked like that” He pointed to a trail of crumbs on the floor at the bottom of his cage. “I must follow the crumbs!!” he started to run but, as he did his mother and father caught him by the skin of his tail. “You’re not going anywhere young man!” said his mother. “ thats right” his father agreed. “Now, eat your breakfast!” she demanded. After breakfast, I played with Mr. Amigo, my squishy mariachi toy. “Not fair! Not fair!” I was sad that I couldn’t leave the shelter. I thought my parents wanted more for me but I couldn’t even convince them that wanted to explore the world. I squashed that squeaky toy as hard as I could. Pop! Out came a little snack. The rescuers liked to put little goodies and treats inside our toys as a reward for good behavior. But I hadn’t been good. What was this treat doing inside “Mr. Amigo” so I ate the treat. “Yummy”! I exclaimed. Hmmm… let’s try this again. I ate one more. Then, I popped out another and another… and another…. “Oooohhh, I don’t feel good.” things were going great ! I would cry wolf then rescuers would come get me and then I would be taken to the infirmary where I would be loaded with Gas-X and released to quarantine where I would stay for a couple days and eventually be released into the great beyond. It worked and that’s how I ended up here.
My name is Matthew and my favorite department is Newsletter. In Newsletter I get to use my talent of making amazing stories and harness it into great blog posts. In Newsletter I learn to make cool titles with pictures. In Newsletter I’m free to write about what’s on my mind or what I write in my journals and I get a lot of support from Michele and my friends they are the first people in the world that like my stories and believe I could be a writer.
Strive for Progress not Perfection
Don’t call it a dream call it a plan
Never give up on your dreams
Even if you’re on the right track you’ll get run over if you just sit there- Will Rogers
In the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take
Love : Love means so many things, and elicits so many emotions. It is the source of ideas, dreams, goals, desires, frustration, and happiness. When you are lucky enough to love something or someone, you allow yourself to be vulnerable, learn, share a common bond, sometimes become disappointed, and ultimately grow as a person. So many people let past experiences prevent themselves to let someone or something close enough to enjoy the feeling. True love does take work, commitment, grit, tenacity and the support of others. Personally, I believe that love is absolutely the most important emotion to feel. It is what drives me. When
I feel love, I am able to be supportive of others because I want them to also experience the joy and rush from what results. Love equals happiness, and happiness is positive, and therefore being positive is when we can focus on outcomes.
The outcomes of watching or helping someone else succeed is one of the greatest forms of love, because you cheer them on, you believe in them, you help them reach their goals, you grow yourself as a person, and your heart then truly knows the meaning of love comes from giving of yourself.
So, I challenge everyone to let go of the reasons that hold you back experiencing love…..whether it is you’d love to start that hobby, get in better shape, take a class, volunteer, or be a better friend, wife, husband, daughter, or son. Allow yourself to feel that wonderful and powerful feeling. Stop holding yourself back, and experience that goose bumpy, tingly, giggly, smile that you WILL absolutely experience from sharing a part of you with someone or something. Stop fretting, grumbling, arguing, making excuses looking down on others, complaining about how bad everything is…. the internal happy giddy smile is in there, and it feels oh so good when YOU feel it.
Warning: It is also contagious
Once upon a time there was a very silly frog. The frog goes ribbit and whenever the frog goes ribbit he becomes human. When the frog is human he works at a circus. His job at the circus is to be the ringmaster. The ringmaster is wearing a necklace hat and sunglasses . When he turns back into a frog he uses his long sticky tongue to catch flies. The frog thinks flies are very tasty. He accidentally said ribbit and ate a fly when he was a human. He said ew that’s disgusting. The frog can shapeshift back and forth between a human and frog.
By Sonja , David , Michele and Jonatan
“To learn to succeed, you must first learn to fail.” —Michael Jordan
Against the assault of laughter nothing can stand.
– Mark Twain
If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything.
– Mark Twain
Do the difficult things while they are easy and do the great things while they are small. A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step. – Lao Tzu
Sometimes by losing a battle you find a new way to win the war. – Donald Trump
If you’re going through hell, keep going. – Winston Churchill