September 20th, 2009 
admin Don’t Forget to Wait for Me
By Heather McPherson, twelve
I remember my dad so well: the way he laughed, the way he smiled, the corny jokes he used to tell and that goofy look he put on his face to cheer me up.?When I was growing up, my dad was in the Navy, first sailing, [...]
September 20th, 2009 admin Grandpa’s Precious Gift
By Sharon Crismon
I wanted a baby with all my heart, but I was not getting pregnant. I waited, I prayed, I cried and I went to my parents when I could not find any more courage inside myself. With their love and support, I carried on…through tests, artificial insemination, in vitro fertilization [...]
September 4th, 2009 admin Change of Heart
By Muriel J. Bussman
When our youngest sister was born sixty years ago, my little brother was six and I was eight. I had always been the “Big Sister” and he had always been “The Baby.”
Our sister’s arrival was a complete surprise to both of us. In those days no one worried much [...]
September 4th, 2009 admin Begin at the Beginning
By Lola De Julio De Maci
I had always wanted to go back to school. And one day, thirty years later, I did. I don’t know what gave me the guts to do it, other than a burning desire to finish something I had started years ago. When the day came to register, [...]
August 31st, 2009 admin 爱，创造出力量
人类在探索太空，征服自然后，将会发现自己还有一股更大的能力，那就是爱的力量，当这天来临时，人类文明将迈向一个新的纪元。——“法”夏尔丹
随处散播你的爱心，就从对你的家人开始，多一分关爱给你的孩子，你的另一半，然后你的邻居……，让每个接近你的人都有如沐春风的感觉。给别人一个关怀的眼神，一个灿烂的微笑，一个温暖的拥抱，为上帝的仁慈做见证。
——泰瑞莎修女
25年前，有位教社会学的大学教授，曾叫班上学生到巴尔的摩的贫民窟，调查200名男孩的成长背景和生活环境，并对他们未来的发展做一评估，每个学生的结论都是“他毫无出头的机会”。
25年后，另一位教授发现了这份研究，他叫学生做后续调查，看昔日这些男孩今天是何状况。结果根据调查，除了有20名男孩搬离或过世，剩下的180名中有176名成就非凡，其中担任律师、医生或商人的比比皆是。
这位教授在惊讶之余，决定深入调查此事。他拜访了当年曾受评估的年轻人，跟他们请教同一个问题，“你今日会成功的最大原因是什么？”结果他们都不约而同地回答：“因为我遇到了一位好老师。”
这位老师目前仍健在，虽然年迈，但还是耳聪目明，教授找到她后，问她到底有何绝招，能让这些在贫民窟长大的孩子个个出人头地？
这位老太太眼中闪着慈祥的光芒，嘴角带着微笑回答道：“其实也没什么，我爱这些孩子。”
（艾瑞克·布特渥斯）
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August 31st, 2009 admin A Refugee Camp Birthday – By Renie Burghardt
My eleventh birthday was just a week away when we arrived in the refugee camp on that bleak and cold November day in 1947. My grandparents, who were raising me, and I had successfully fled our Soviet-occupied, communist country, Hungary, with only the clothes we were wearing. The [...]
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