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Last Call

Hey CCSS Parent Warriors, every day one of our Facebook Group members Mark Ferreris posts a "Last Call".  This was so well received that we have now dedicated this page to it so that everybody can enjoy it.


 
 
Date: January 8th, 2014


Can you hear the screams of those you swore you'd save,
can you hear the cries of those who not yet know your name.
They are the echoes of nights filled with tears, and long days of carving a path through your tyranny.
Have you traded with the UNHOLY ONE, and used our children as your offering?
Has your throne provided comfort while they sit in the depths of despair?
You have cast upon the future what the past had warned us of.
You have shown that power can replace a man's soul,and greed become the blood that nourishes his heart.........
Do you lie awake in bed each night
and listen to our children cry
do you see them cut and burn themselves
and pray to God they die
do you spend each night in hopeless angst
and watch the ones we love suffer
is remorse a word that lives in your conscience 
as your standards grow even tougher 
and now you dangle Satan's bounty
to the angels who have chosen to teach 
a reward for ruining innocent lives
to push the poison you preach 
WE WON'T STAY QUIET, WE WONT LIE DOWN 
WE NEVER WILL GIVE IN
ENJOY YOUR GLUTINOUS DAY IN THE SUN
YOUR TIME IS RUNNING THIN
YOU KNOCK US DOWN , WE RISE AGAIN 
WITH MORE WHO WILL END YOUR REIGN 
OUR STRENGTH IS FUELED BY CHILDREN'S TEARS
AND ALL THE UNFAIR PAIN
SO WALLOW IN YOUR EGO, YOU KNOW NOT WHATS IN STORE
THE THUNDEROUS SOUND OF KNOCKING YOU HEAR.... ITS US... WE'RE AT YOUR DOOR

  
Date: July 18th, 2013

We are no more than what we see in the mirror ... Yet there is no reflection quite like your own

LAST CALL

Individuality is what separates our identities 
We can describe our own persona in words no one else can let pass through their lips
Without this we are nothing
We become mere fodder for the evil set before us
Individuality allows us to be seen in a crowd
We are the ones wearing blood red, in a sea of black
We are original, we show emotion, we are human
As we march down our own unique road
We see a dark highway ahead
We hope it never leads to a COMMON destination
For if we venture toward it, 
We will be taken from our path
Each breath we take is born of the same sweet air
Yet each choice we make is different...
For if this God given realm is to remain in the light of those who shaped it through creative individuality,
We must walk in our own skin but with cohesive purpose
For if individuality is forsaken, if it is lost in anonymity, then colors will fade to grey, 
AND HOPE WILL FADE TO BLACK

 
Date: July 17th, 2013

For all the teachers that signed on the dotted line with the CORE... I pray for you !!!!

LAST CALL;

Then said a teacher, " speak to us of teaching"
And he said;
No man can reveal to you aught but that which already lies half asleep in the dawning of our knowledge
The teacher that walks with the BEAST, gives not of their wisdom, but of pathetic servitude 
If he is indeed wise, he does not bid you enter the house of Satan, but rather leads you to the threshold of your own mind
The musician may sing to you the rhythm which is in all space, but he cannot give you the ear to arrest the rhythm, nor the voice that echoes it

In turn, the teacher cannot give you the NECTER your mind craves, if he has become a pawn in the world of conformity 
For the COMMON vision lends not its wings to all
But halts thy flight, and grounds thy dreams
If the young mind is not your canvas to paint upon, to paint the depths of freedom and imagination, then relinquish your brush, for it is wrought with fear and self preservation 

Relieve yourself of this privilege , and relieve your conscience of this guilt

 
Date: July 16th, 2013

I have no prophetic words tonight, no inspirational prose.

I just want to say thank you to all those who have lit the fire that will fuel our event on Saturday.... I am proud to see that some of you will make our dream a reality.... I have only been awake to this for a short time, but as you all know I have a burning desire to alleviate all our fears and save our children... I will summon every fiber of my constitution every strand of my heart to ensure at the very least, that our voices our cries for educational justice be heard.

I know at times my passion dictates my actions, but I will never live another way, I will never let the machine win ... NEVER... If you stand with me I will protect our cause I will protect your children, AND I WILL MAKE A DIFFERENCE!!! If you believe in me I believe in you ... If your fortitude is tired if your will is broken then gain strength from those who lift you up when the horizon is invisible... I have faith in all of you, you would not extend your private emotions if you did not want them justified... Believe in your reflection for I am not in your mirror... BUT I BELIEVE IN YOU!!

 
Date: July 15th, 2013

If I could teach you, teacher 
I'd teach you how much more you've accomplished, than your own heart tells you
I'd show you the seeds you planted years ago
That are now coming into bloom
I'd reveal to you the young minds
That have expanded under your care
The hearts that are serving others
Because your existence guided their way
If I could teach you, teacher
I would show you the infinite gifts, you have bestowed upon this earth
Your homework is
To know your value to the world, to acknowledge it, to believe it,
For there is nothing learned, if there is nothing taught
Thank you, TEACHER

 
Date: July 12th, 2013

I am one of many 
Small branches of a broken tree
Always looking to the ones above
For guidance, strength, and security
One little branch trying
To keep the others from breaking away
Who will fall 
Who will stay
Will I stand alone or will my branches entwine with others
Looking at the earth through the rain
I see the broken branches I knew
Scattered about in pain
There are those who have taken an axe, to the root of our very foundation
And who have passed the destruction, down to every new generation
If I could take that axe
I would hurl it deep into the sea
Never to return again
To harm the next generations that follow me
I am one of many
But if I must, alone I will go
And plant the new seeds 
Where a beautiful tree will grow

 
Date: July 11th, 2013

Tonight's piece is something you can share on your own personal page since I have seen many posts about how if you put up a picture of a kitten kissing a puppy you get 100 likes but if you post something about the evils of Common Core ..... Crickets

LAST CALL

When the people fear the government there is tyranny, when the government fears the people there is hope , for rebellion to tyranny is obedience to God. Forced conformity is the essence of tyranny and control of free thinking and knowledge, is the tool of dictatorship.

If you covet material things and turn a deaf ear to the cries of your children, if you succumb to servitude instead of the call of freedom .... go from us in peace. We ask not your counsel, or your sympathies, for when the beast comes for those you claim to shelter, crouch down and kick the hands that choke your spirit. May your chains set lightly upon your offspring, and may posterity forget that I tried to lead the blind to the clearest of visions.

 
Date: July 9th, 2013

When a warrior is in need we rush to their aid ... I truly love all of you, so from time to time my LAST CALL has very little to do with our fight and everything to do with our hearts 

LAST CALL

Life has many conduits, some lead to joy, fulfillment, and peace, and sometimes it can lead to confusion, sadness, and frustration. There is little we can to do to predict its next fickle move. It is an enigma wrapped in time. Priorities shift as do the winds of a storm, and we must navigate our proverbial boat to the shore that will provide immediate relief from the turmoil. We may in turn, leave behind the remnants of what seemed urgent, what fueled our passion. Be not afraid to bandage your greatest wound, or pacify your loudest cry. It is within our nature to keep our own joy afloat, to bring rest to our troubled hearts. 

But if you hurt, we will heal, if tears may fall, we will wipe their path, if the grip of reality steals your breath, we will be the air that resuscitates your soul. Our fight is our bond, but if one should fall the rest shall carry. We are a force of strength, but also of spirit and support. Our goal is banishment of Common Core, but our hearts will always lift a fallen soldier!!!!
 
This is for you Jessica Sawyer Chiong

 
Date: July 8th, 2013

Young ones
At primary or secondary 
Make education a priority
For if the battle for a sound education is lost
Throughout your life, you will pay the cost 
And when years pass 
And adulthood you attain
You'll ask for a reason 
While you're searching in vain 
But a real job and salary 
You may never sustain 
The education of the young mind now takes place
Behind closed doors 
Because that mind 
Must be void of all freedom
The education of the young mind
Should take place in a wide open space 
Because that mind 
Once closed
Must be set free

 
Date: July 7th, 2013

I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE OR WHAT GROUP YOU BELONG TO, I KNOW IT IS HUMAN NATURE TO REMAIN LOYAL WHERE THERE IS COMFORT, HOWEVER, THERE IS NO MORE TIME FOR DEBATE, ANIMOSITY, OR SEGREGATION WITHIN OUR MOVEMENT. FOR AS EVIL AND HORRID AS OUR OPPONENT IS, THEY ARE UNIFIED IN THEIR PLAN OF EDUCATION DESTRUCTION, THAT MEANS WE HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO BE MORE COHESIVE THAN THEY ARE.....

LAST CALL

The mind creates division
And division is but a moniker for pain
The heart creates oneness
And oneness is a name for immediate joy
Oneness is the perfect expansion
Of our inner reality
Let our unmitigated need for unity
Allow us to feel we belong to a to a universal world... family!!
And this word FAMILY is a fulfilled dream of God, 
And the salvation of anyone who feels they march alone
OUR GREATEST STRENGTH IS " THEIR" GREATEST FEAR
THAT OUR UNIFIED FORCE WILL TEAR DOWN THEIR DARK CASTLES, AND EXPOSE THEM TO THE VERY WORLD THEY LOOK TO DESTROY

 
Date: July 3rd, 2013

FRIENDSHIP, isn't easily described. The Eskimos, they say, have a hundred words for snow. Unfortunately the English language isn't quite as innovative, though it has vast opportunities to differentiate meaning. Certainly love is one if those opportunities, and so, too, is friendship. 

Friends are special people, we can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and mores, and often our own conscience, dictate we select a chosen few, but our friends can be as diverse and infinite as the adjectives we choose, our friends, in a very real sense, reflect the choices we make in life.

WE MAY NOT KNOW EACH OTHER BY ANY MEANS OTHER THAN A COMFORTING POST OR A RELATABLE COMMENT, BUT OUR CAUSE BRINGS OUR HEARTS TOGETHER, AND THAT IS MORE THAN ANY OF US HAD HOPED FOR........

YOU ARE ALL MY FRIENDS BECAUSE YOU BREATHE THE SAME AIR , YOU LIVE THE SAME DREAM
THANK YOU MY FRIENDS......

This one was for Jillian Campbell McNeely ......

 
Date: July 2nd, 2013

Where they feel a need 
There is always greed
That manifests with speed

When there are minds to feed
Read through the smoke and take heed
Lurking, veiled, is a soul stealing greed
Ready to take advantage and proceed
They always want more 
As data they store 
I read to understand what generation of breed
Has given birth to this demon seed
They dance in a circle of endless greed
I need to know when learning is freed
Why you speak in forked tongues, to deliberately mislead
Why you comes for the ones, to helpless to read
The evil of your standards, the depth of your greed

 
Date: July 1st, 2013

Do more today than yesterday
Write tomorrow's story today 
TIME is not our friend
It mocks us with each second wasted
It is as scarce as an oasis
As cruel as a mirage
It holds fate and destiny
Upon Gepetto's strings, as they dance to the echoes of procrastination
Regrets are TIME'S arrows
That pierce our unmet goals,
And as we bleed, it moves faster away,
This intangible entity of life.
Oh the power to clutch a moment
Oh the sorrow as it slips through our hands
Be not still,nor complacent of heart,
For you will nourish this thief,
This looming shadow of existence 
Move one step ahead,
Never fall one behind
Let direction be cemented in the will of your souls.
Let time be fearful of you, make time play the notes of your song
For if you rest your eyes for a moment
THE FUTURE WILL SLIP AWAY

 
Date: June 30th, 2013

LAST CALL
 
REAL SIMPLE TONIGHT BECAUSE SUNDAY IS A DAY OF REST

THIS WEEK HAS BROUGHT NEW INFORMATION, NEW ENLIGHTENMENT, NEW HOPE FOR OUR CAUSE.... WE HAVE SEEN OTHER STATES STEP UP, WE HAVE SEEN HORRIFIC ASSIGNMENTS THAT HAVE UNDERMINED OUR CREDIBILITY AS PARENTS, WE HAVE COME TOGETHER AS ONE WHEN ONE OF OUR OWN HAS NEEDED US MOST..... A NEW 168 HOURS LIES BEFORE US ... WHAT HELL WILL WE REVEAL, WHAT STRENGTH WILL WE EXHIBIT .... THERE IS NO REST, THERE IS NO REPRIEVE, THERE IS ONLY US, AND YOUR WILL TO ENDURE... I AM PROUD OF ALL MY WARRIORS, I AM AMAZED AT YOUR UNDYING FORTITUDE .... SLEEP WELL ... REST AND REGAIN YOUR CLARITY ... FOR THE WAR NEVER ENDS AND THE LOVE IS WITHOUT BOUNDARIES!!!

 
Date: June 29th, 2013

LAST CALL ... THIS IS FOR YOU Connie Servative because we lOVE you and feel your pain.. WE ARE FAMILY......

LAST CALL

My special sister I want you to know what you mean to me
My sister has strength my whole family gains from
My sister has showed us how to handle what has eluded our reason 
You gave me every bit of who you are, my second Mom
You taught me how to be, how to navigate life's rivers, and held my hand when you thought I may drown
You were my idol, my hero, my savior, and all I dreamed I could be .
We share a bond that transcends eternity, that mocks time itself
Now that life has dealt your final hand, my love will be your ante. You will stay with me as do first words and first kisses, you will own a piece of my heart that no longer exists for others. We share glorious moments and intimate secrets, things that will never be lost within times hours. We are one, you are me, and I am who you've guided me to become. Their is no greater entity than family, their is no greater friendship than siblings. I will hold your hand and stroke your weary head as this beast consumes your will. This monster will know that as it preys upon your heartbeat it has not stolen a thing from you and I .... FOR I WILL SMILE EACH TIME I SEE YOUR FACE IN THE ALBUM OF MY HEART 
WE ALL LOVE YOU Connie Servative and our prayers and love will be your blanket when your soul needs warmth

 
Date: June 28th, 2013

Tonight's LAST CALL IS IN RESPONSE TO ONE OF THE EVILEST SUBJECTS OF ANY POST I HAVE SEEN TO THIS DATE .... Please look for the post STOP COMMON CORE IN ALABAMA... It will sicken you....

LAST CALL;

LIFE, sometimes I forget 
You are a mixture of elements
Opposite to each
I forget, your essence exits in between two banks 
Where I am left to float,
And though your waves threaten my demise as each new sun appears,
My boat is made of that of NOAH'S, I will sustain your storms, I will weather your fury.
Within your intricate web, laced in your maze I am destined to walk, you have introduced yet another thorn in my rose. It's sharp edge is not meant for me, it is meant to prick the fruit of my loins. My skin is thicker my tolerance greater. But now you have brought weeds to my garden, the garden where my children grow. To strangle their will, to extinguish my seed. When they want I am there, when they hunger I nourish their craving, when tears wash across their smiles, I bring joy back to their being...... What ego you must have, what audacity you must possess, to think that YOU can make them believe I am less than what I have been. That they will see your way, and abandon my touch, dance to your song, WHILE I STILL PLAY THE NOTES!!!! Life, do not covet what you blessed me with now that it is MINE, for I will forsake my own pulse, so my children's beat with freedom!!!

 
Date: June 27th, 2013

Tonight will be a LAST CALL DOUBLEHEADER... The first will be a message for the WARRIORS and the second will be for all the MOMS because let's face it... You make the world go round 

LAST CALL 1 

Be light, for those enveloped in darkness need sight 
Be a messenger, for these words of truth cannot fall solely fall upon deaf ears
Be courageous, for there will be times when you feel you stand alone
Raise your words not your voices
For rain grows flowers, not thunder
Turn back the pages 
Through the ages of all time
It is love of heart that guides us
And constantly reminds
Although a single tear may fall
Although we may suffer so 
We spread our wings, and fly
to those , who know not what we know

LAST CALL 2

Before the sun rises, she stumbles in the dark
The light of day is the fire that burns her hands
It's dark she knows, but the light has yet to shine
The pride of being a mother to her young
It's all in her strength 

By the fire she holds the lectures
The lessons that change society forever 
She is not the culmination of all wisdom 
But she is the sum of all love
For it is the shame of fools she can't bare
It's all in her strength 

And as time melts into her final moments
Her legacy is left, her essence never forgotten, by those whose first home was her womb 
They forever walk in the shadow of her guidance,
They forever live in the blanket of her soul 
It's all in her strength

 
Date: June 26th, 2013

Many nights before we rest our heads, and all the posts are done, all the information shared, we turn in quiet solitude and reach out to our HIGHER POWER....for guidance, for assistance, and mostly just to restore FAITH..... 

LAST CALL;

Whatever we are 
It's not by strength alone
Whoever you may be
It's not solely of your power 
You may possess SOLOMONIC wisdom 
You may rival EINSTEINS intelligence
Yet only the grace covers you
Without HIS GRACE
YOU ARE NAKED
never boast of your strength, we have seen kings dethroned
We have seen princes walk barefooted 
We have also seen the lame, taking the prey of the mighty
So never revel in your strength 
For strength without grace is useless, and grace without strength is impossible
Be humble yet be brave 
For the brave fight and ask for nothing but victory

 
Date: June 24th, 2013

Tonight's LAST CALL is dedicated to my Jack and Ava on their 9th birthday... I love you ..... 

 LAST CALL;
You are not of my flesh and blood, but you are of my heart. I did not give you life, but I will make your lives better. I was not there the first time you cried, but I will wipe away every tear hence forth. You have given me hope, you have given me purpose, and in return I will give you everything.

My days of living just for me are mere dusty memories of reckless emptiness. I spent so many hours wishing I had innocence to help mold, wishing I had a tiny hand to hold. Perhaps God's intention was another destiny for me, perhaps God saw more in me than I did. He gave me not one but two of the most beautiful children, exceeding my minds eye, beyond my expectations.

I wake each day for you, I take each breath for you. It has been a road laden with things I was a novice to, forgive me, I found my way through love's guidance. I will protect the essence of your futures, I will hold you when you cry and I will revel in in your smiles, I will make each moment YOURS!! Your loving eyes, your soft nuzzle is all I need to make the rest of days complete. I give you wisdom and every strand of my bursting heart , and you simply tell me you love me and it melts my existence.

Our journey together will ensconce you with memories for your lifetime long after I am gone, but what you have done for my tired, lonely heart is more than my soul can fathom. For all those whose children were born of your love, who see themselves when they look at their angelic faces, know that this gift you've been given is never to be pushed aside by the worlds trivial inconveniences. I got a second chance, I received a new beginning, and I FIGHT and LOVE like they were of my flesh.... FIGHT AND LOVE FOR YOURS , BECAUSE THEY ARE!!!!

 
Date: June 23rd, 2013

The time has come... For my venom to spew across your hearts and sicken the very fibers of your souls. I have festered in my lair long enough, and now your opposition has awoken me.

HELLO parents, grandparents, my special minions, the teachers, and of course my HELPLESS, VULNERABLE CHILDREN..... I AM COMMON CORE, I am the wallpaper of your nightmares, I am the disease that infests your peace. I AM THE ONE THAT HAS COME FOR THE CHILDREN!!!! They are mine, NOT YOURS!!!! I have come for those too weak to fight me. I have come to steal hope, to crush dreams, and inflict my sadistic will upon innocent, ripe minds. Each day that passes my MAKERS give me power, give me strength, give me another piece of your child's future. You are mere fools .... The very ones that you have chosen as your leaders are the very ones that release my evil. Their incompetence, their pathetic desire to repair what they have broken has unchained my wrath, has allowed my tentacles to wrap around little Jimmy and little Mary. I move with deceptive speed and decisive purpose. And as you have made me FAMOUS, I have made you SUFFER. I will let confusion and frustration dance within the depths of your children's minds, for soon they will no longer belong to you.... THEY WILL BE MINE!!!! I will make them mindless, faceless, nameless drones that will feed the ones who give me life. I have seen your armies assemble but even within your ranks, there is division. SILLY HUMANS, your tragic flaws have stopped you from seeing my only weakness. Each day I watch you writhe in disgust as you post another link, another story, and another of my claws tears at your will. When will you provide me with a fight, when will the brave stand against me? I wait anxiously for the stones you hurl, but only boulders can dent my scales. They say your hearts are my proverbial kryptonite, they say your love is my Waterloo, well I'm waiting, and every second you waste, every moment you close your eyes, I AM GETTING STRONGER!!!! So tell me mortals, how shall I dispense my remorseless injustice upon your tender offspring, where shall I attach the puppet strings? I have heard of your mythical David and Goliath, your fictional Rocky Balboa, it is what fuels your belief that you can strike down a force such as myself. I have also heard of a man you call DR. MARTIN LUTHER KING and a woman named SUSAN B. ANTHONY. I know of your revolt against a motherland that wanted you locked in tyranny, and so I take heed to that, for it is such SPIRIT that will be my Achilles heel. Do you have such constitution, such determination? Or will you watch as your children become my playground...... I'M WAITING, can you stop my reign of terror, OR WILL I BRING YOU TO YOUR KNEES?... AHHHAAAAAAHAAHAAA!!!!!


Date: June 22rd, 2013

Mommy, I learned some things in school today that are confusing and make me feel weird. It's not line plots, it's not something that is called HIB, oh I forgot I mean, HIV. That means if my friend Steven bleeds I can die. It was other things about my body and parts that you have told me are inappropriate to speak of and off limits to strangers. My teacher spoke about things that made me and my classmates embarrassed. Some kids giggled, but I think only because they were nervous. As my teacher spoke, she sounded different, she did not have the same confidence in her voice. She sounded like when my friends say a bad thing and doesn't want anyone to hear. I feel bad for her, I think it makes her feel like she is stealing something from us. Mommy, I know you're busy taking care of the house and making dinner, but if you get a moment please look at my new book and help me understand these weird pictures.

Oh Bobby please listen closely to me and hear every word that I say you are nine, you should not pay heed to these things that your school has tried to poison your innocence with. Some day, you will learn what time shall provide when it is right for your to know. Your school has changed, they no longer see you as a student, they see you as a canvass that they want to paint their will upon. You should be nothing more than a child, you should never be what they want. Their lessons that confuse you are meant to steal every fiber of your being, every smile that is born from bliss. Please my baby, wait for mommy to hold you in her arms and tell you all the things they want you to know before you're time justify this knowledge. YOU ARE A CHILD AND THEY WILL NEVER BLACKEN YOUR SUNSHINE WITH THEIR ATROCITIES. 


https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=d7xEc7CFbYw 


 
Date: June 20th, 2013

Believe in something, believe in what you think is a wrong that should be righted. Believe in what no one else may see, for not all have the same vision. Believe in a solution for a seemingly impossible problem. Believe in yourself, believe in others that share your enlightenment. STAY LOYAL... for loyalty is the foundation, the very fibers woven into UNITY. What starts as a seed can grow into a mighty oak with the perfect blend of the heart's elements. So too is our seed, but only if it feeds on the joint efforts of all that want to see it grow. Bring life to what needs to breathe, bring all the nourishment that lies within your convictions. The forest grows darker as we venture into it's epicenter, but only TOGETHER can our tree transcend the limits of its potential and illuminate the woods that want to blind our path. I WILL NOT LET OUR FIGHT BE DIVIDED, there is no room for those who seek pseudo glory for those that wish to walk in their own light. I WILL PROTECT THE ONLY TREE WE HAVE LEFT IN THIS FOREST OF DECEPTION.... WE WILL GROW, WE WILL GROW, OR WE SHALL PERISH, WE SHALL LOSE!!!!!!


 
Date: June 19th, 2013

I'm Mrs. Jenkins, I'm a public school teacher in ANY TOWN U.S.A. I am an educator, a Shepard, a guardian. I have a calling, a destiny that was fulfilled the day I stepped into a classroom and saw eager minds and anxious smiles. Teaching is all I know, to expand pristine minds, to let them breathe in knowledge, and exhale confidence. Take them on a journey through worlds both past and present. Let them feel the JOADS struggle, let them learn from the tragic flaw of Ulysses ego. Allow them through education to make their own choices, their own paths towards what life may have in store for them.

Suddenly it has become cold and barren and grey has covered the colors of learning. I am alone as I look in the mirror, have I betrayed my own dream, my students, my profession ?? WHY MUST I BE A MINION FOR THIS EVIL, WHY HAVE THEY STOLEN MY PASSION..... I CAN'T BREATHE I AM BEING SUFFOCATED BY A CHOKE-HOLD ON MY ABILITIES AS A TEACHER!!!! I am human, I love, I laugh, I gain strength from a correct answer, from an intuitive insight. I AM NOT YOUR COG I AM NOT YOUR PUPPET!!!!! OH MY DEAR CHILDREN, PLEASE FORGIVE ME, PLEASE UNDERSTAND I AM NO LONGER ALLOWED TO SHARE IN THIS DANCE OF KNOWLEDGE!!!! My very existence as an educator and as Mrs. Jenkins hangs in the balance of a correctly filled in bubble. 

I can't stand to face you each day knowing that you used to see me as your hero, and now as your enemy. I AM NOT, PLEASE HEAR MY CRIES THAT I'M NOT ALLOWED TO SCREAM. PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR WHICH IS NOT MY DOING. I LOVE YOU ALL AND CLOAKED IN SECRECY I WILL HELP YOUR PARENTS FIGHT, SO THAT I ONCE AGAIN CAN FILL YOUR HEARTS AND MINDS WITH THE NECTAR OF YOUR FUTURES!!!!........ I'M SORRY

MRS. JENKINS


 
Date: June 18th, 2013

And so the last days of our children's sentence are upon us, they are being released from their prisons, their own personal hell is on temporary hold, they will dance in the sun, eat ice cream and do all the things children were meant to do during the time when the sun rises early and goes to sleep late. DO NOT REST ON OUR LAURELS, DO NOT ASSUME WE HAVE DONE ENOUGH. We have only begun to dismantle a beast with a taste for our kids. We will rest and they will move, we will linger in the summer breeze, and they will storm through our daylight; OR WILL THEY??? NO THEY WILL NOT!!

They will see that warm days and pristine evenings are not a forum for laze. They will have to reach into their dark unlawful souls and spin their lies in hopes of crushing our fight that they are foolish to believe is also on VACATION. Let not down your guard, let not your hearts lay in hammocks, let not our work be undone by a sultry wind, by a relaxing moment. Every second you see your children laugh, see their smiles light your day, see their future as well. See mundane, common regimen that awaits their innocent minds in only 90 days. Our enemy will not rest not shall we. SO WHEN THE SUMMER WIND COMES BLOWING IN FROM ACROSS THE SEA, KNOW THAT A WICKED WIND FOLLOWS RIGHT BEHIND. And we must protect our children, no matter what the season.


 
Date: June 17th, 2013

We will rise, we will ascend from the depths of forced conformity without our consent, and we will change the world. Not our world, for our paths were chosen by ourselves for ourselves, but for the world of our children who have yet to imprint their special gifts upon this hallowed soil. Our strength is our love, our advantage is our numbers. As ONE we shall give back what has been taken from those to young to know it is gone. We will turn to the person next to us, and know they are here because what lives in you lives in them.there is no time for individual agendas, there is only HERE and NOW and VICTORY.

The evil ones are not prepared for our fire, they are not accustomed to such vigorous opposition. They have sat in their castles and wallowed in their greed while they played chess with the lives of our children. Their evil is of the purest firm for it preys upon the defenseless, it targets the helpless. Our thunder shall shake the walls of their beings, they will pay for their remorseless indiscretions. Our hearts and minds will hold hands and we will bask in the glory of JUSTICE. It is our destiny, they have had their glutinous day in the sun. They have been blind to our unity and ignorant of our will. SO MARCH UPON THEM, let your voices cry with vengeance, let your love echo in their minds. And before the last star in tonight's sky is counted, look at your children and say YOU ARE MINE NOT THEIRS AND I WILL FIGHT I WILL FIGHT TILL TIME STEALS MY LAST BREATH!!


 
Date: June 16th, 2013

DAD, 5 years ago you left my side and when you passed half of me went with you. You were not yourself those last moments we spent together, Alzheimer's had stolen all our memories, all our days that we spent just being father and son. As I sat there looking at you for the last time, your eyes remembered me, but your mind had lost its ability to tell me you knew.

You were my best friend and the reason I am who I have become. I remember that no matter where you were near or far your love kept me safe and your gentle way showed me how to be. You allowed me to make mistakes without ever letting me fall, and good or bad you never took your love away. I can do so many things because of you, I can see your way when mine gets lost. When I let you down you lifted me up, and when I made you proud you lifted me higher. You taught me how to love, how to be there for others when most will walk away, and how to be there for myself. You told me that women are a gift and not your right, and to protect those you love at all costs.

I know you are not here to see the man I have become, but every move I make your spirit walks with me. It took awhile but I now have my own family and because of you, I have the tools it takes to build a house of love. I wish you could have met Jackie , she is all I've ever wanted, and she will always be my Queen like Mom was to you . HAPPY FATHERS DAY BRUNO FERRERIS, you were a king among men, and a savior to my soul .... I love you Dad, we will meet again someday, I'll be the one with YOUR smile in MY face.


 
Date: June 15th, 2013

Dear Common Core,

I am number 127, my real name is Bobby, but my mom says that doesn't matter to you, only my DATA is what you want. I am writing you this letter because I don't really understand what you are or why you have made so many people sad. I am in 3rd grade and up until YOU showed up I loved going to school and learning and felt safe in my classroom with all my friends. I know I'm only 8 but even though you think I can't see what has happened I feel different when I walk through the doors of my school. My mom was so proud if me when I would bring home 100's on my tests and she would hang them up. It would make me feel special and make me want to do even better the next test even though I know 100 is the best. But since you have entered my school, there are no more 100's, there are no more tests my mom hangs up. I am scared, I am frustrated and I hate going to the place I once loved. I see my mom on the computer late at night when she thinks I'm asleep. I hear her crying and praying YOU go away. I should be sleeping at that time but YOU have made it so hard not to worry about what the next day will bring.

I want to be a doctor when you grow up, will YOU let me, will you let me change my mind a thousand times and live each dream until I find the one that let's my heart smile?? I love my teacher so much but lately she is not the same, I heard the word pressure once from my Dad, and I think it had gotten to my teacher. She used to smile and teach with joy, but things have changed and now your presence had made her someone she is not. We used to draw and read and learn about life, things that will help me become like my parents who I love. But now I fill in little circles about things I know very little about. I don't want my Mom and Dad to be sad anymore and if your the reason Mr. Common Core, then I hate you and want you to go away.

I may be little and I may be innocent but I know when a dark wind has blown through my world. I hear my parents talk to other parents about making you go away and I hope they do because you have taken everything I have ever loved about going to school and turned it into your own playground, a playground where we have no fun, no freedom, and no choice. I don't care if Jane has 12 apples and divides them into 4 equal parts, I just care that Jane liked apes and shares them with me because I like apples too. I hope you get this letter and I hope when you do you read it and understand that for every test I take another tear drop falls, I AM AFRAID TO RUN OUT OF TEARS!!!

Sincerely Bobby...... Oh I forgot...# 127


 
Date: June 14th, 2013

Last night I witnessed something so inspiring, do heartfelt that I had to share this with all of you. What I saw is a true testament to parents such as yourselves, who have instilled within their children, the ability to passionately stand for what is right, what is important,and a belief that even the smallest of voices will never be silenced. At the BOE meeting last night a group of 11th and 12th graders assembled and stood before the board to let their emotions and love be heard unconditionally. I will let you all know that these are kids that are either graduating or on the cusp of moving on to higher education. That being said, we know for the most part, they have already escaped the claws of CC and have chosen paths they will travel to change both our worlds and their own .

They came with signs, they came with a petition, they came with a purpose. They came to fight for their beloved ART program that the school was cutting to feed the the glutinous beast Common Core, and their teachers who were also meeting the same fate. They were not intimidated, because they stood as one. As each one spoke, most with tears in their eyes, I realized that education is so valued by our children, that they were willing to purge their souls in hope of not losing this precious gift. One young girl in particular moved the room as through sobs told of how ART was her only escape from the constant bullying she endures each day. How it is her peace, how it is her safety from the torment thrust upon her.

As I sat and listened to each testimony, I knew that behind each word of determination stood a parent, who taught them the value of never giving up their dreams and never giving in to those who may come to steal them. A parent who through example, gave their child a treasure that will last forever. My point is simply this; the way all of us fight and persevere in this war each day, the way we get back up from every figurative punch Common Core may throw at us, the result and ultimate prize is two - fold; First and foremost, we will save our children from being nothing CC says they should be, but also they will one day save their children no matter what the battle and it will be BECAUSE OF YOU!!!!!


 
Date: June 12th, 2013

I have VERIZON service so tonight's LAST CALL is dedicated to the invasive , pathetic , fools at the NSA.... Enjoy... Then crawl back under your rocks.... 

LAST CALL

The war exists in the soil
The seeds are ripe to fight
While our hearts cry
The guilty still feel no remorse
Across the blades of their harvest , improper dreams wrinkle thy childhood
Without any warning, without any reasoning , the cradles are left behind
Bleeding through hopelessness 
I find a rainbow that gushes through me, and rainbow colored, we leak out onto strength and perseverance 
Held in our souls 
The pain of wisdom
The trust and belief is through solidarity 
Inside each parents heart....
The colors of love 

DATA MINE THAT YOU DEVILS!!!!


 
Date: June 11th, 2013

Part 3 of the trilogy KING can ya hear me, coming with the troops KING , you better fear me, eradicate all your myths and fables never brand out kids with your corporate labels, NO MORE CORE, like a two bit whore you keep pushing your wares but we're closing the store , we will never surrender to your evil agenda , can't fight OUR hearts so you better remember, every meeting we held every flyer we gave is another step closer for the CORE to its grave !!!


 
Date: June 10th, 2013

A child came to a bridge, and though he knew the other side was everything he wanted to experience, the bridge seemed unstable and the height too great, paralyzed with fear, he walked away. Everyday he came back and looked at the bridge and as badly as he wanted to cross, he knew that alone he could not make this journey, he could not fulfill his destiny. His frustration grew, his sadness overwhelmed him, his desire burned, " why can I not walk to where I want to be, why must I only dream of the knowledge that awaits on the other side?" He walked away but he was persistent and so he found himself at the threshold of the bridge once again, and just as he had lost hope, he looked back and saw his father. His father lifted him upon his mighty shoulders and together they crossed the seemingly impassible obstacle. When they reached the other side the child turned to his father and said " WITHOUT YOU MY LIFE , MY FREEDOM AND MY CURIOSITY WAS LOST, BUT WITH YOU I CAN FLY, I CAN SHINE, I CAN LEARN ALL THAT AWAITS MY MIND'S HUNGER. Quietly and with great love in his voice the father replied "I WILL LIVE WITHIN EACH STEP YOU TAKE, AND I WILL CARRY YOU WHEN YOU CANNOT WALK ALONE"


 
Date: June 9th, 2013

We are human, and each one of us has been instilled with irrepressible morals, values, and prerogatives, we express ourselves in unique ways that make us who we are... We won't always agree we won't always back down, but the individuality that exists on this page is what makes it special ... Because at some point each one of us has stood strong with a comment or post that we believed in and wanted others to believe in as well ... It is human nature for such a passionate group to want validation and understanding for each word of wisdom we delegate. But the beauty of this group is that we also at some point while holding steadfast to our beliefs saw the perspective of another and learned from it and grew from it .. It's what makes us a team it's what makes us a family, and in the end it is what will make us VICTORS in the one thing we can all agree on ... We must and will end this demon COMMON CORE !!!


 
Date: June 6th, 2013

When you look in the mirror, see a savior see an angel of justice... See what you always tell others you are... The reflection never lies ... I have seen all your reflections in the mirror of my heart and I will announce with great admiration that you are the foundations for which your children shall build brick by brick the homes where their morals and values shall lie ... They will someday fight for something as you do they will believe that they can change what others say they can't, and when they do they will revel in the memory that it was your gift your example that gave them the strength to move whatever mountain that blocks their destiny... You may never see their triumphs you may never even know how much they have inherited your spirit ... BUT THEY WILL.. AND SO WILL THE WORLD THEY CHANGE


 
Date: June 5th, 2013

Our main course of action is to educate. Our hearts always lead the way and from this stems frustration because we can't comprehend how others don't bleed for this as do we ... And more often than not we ask ourselves, simply this...
IF I ONLY KNEW.....
If I only knew what's to be 
If I knew when I fix things they became better
If only I was certain of how others feel , and if I knew they believed what I say
If I knew how to paint what I really felt
If I knew how to make the blind see
If I knew their hearts lay where mine rests
If making people awaken didn't leave me sad
If making them listen doesn't make me a liar , and if letting them see my passion , doesn't leave me numb
You live with what you know
You try to fix the broken glass
You try to collect the shattered pieces
You may never know what others think, but you'll always know WHAT YOU'LL DIE FOR...


 
Date: June 4th, 2013

Your child is unique, your child is like no other, your child has gifts and abilities that are special and make him/her who they are. You have nurtured since birth their right to be who they are meant to be, who they are destined to be, how they will change or enhance society in their own way, how someday they may give this torn world a band-aid that may save a future generation or save their own. Their options should be as limitless as the heavens and as grounded as the earth they will make eternal footprints on. So when you see these possibilities, these dreams you have dreamt for them before they existed being stolen, HOW WILL YOU FIGHT, how will you ensure their God given right to choose their own fates. Those we have trusted to guide our children's futures have veered from the path they promised, who have allowed, with no remorse, this destiny to be stifled.

We now have no one to turn to for salvation but ourselves. We can no longer have faith in anything but the love we have as parents and the strength we have as humans. REST NOT YOUR HEAD UPON WHAT COMFORT WE KNEW AS CHILDREN, BUT RAISE YOUR HEARTS TO KEEP SAFE THE DREAMS OF THOSE WHO HAVE YET TO IMAGINE!!


 
Date: June 3rd, 2013

I have been asked by a new friend (lol) to discuss something that we all have been familiar with in some respect our whole lives. Association by pure definition is a fellowship or partnership. That being said, lets take a moment to reminisce about what we all remember about our PTA when we were in school. I remember bake and rummage sales to raise money. I remember my mom going to meetings and telling me that the school got the funding for new swing sets and basketball hoops.

FAST FORWARD 30 YEARS, enter the Villian (our government ). Now like a Mafia controlled union the PTA has become yet another organization with their eyes closed and their pockets lined. The worst part is that neither the teachers nor the parents are recipients of anything the premise was founded on. What happened to the support and backing of our teachers when children in grades K - 12's performances will be responsible for how a teacher who has dedicated a lifetime to a calling is evaluated. Behind door number 2, we have the parents who are quickly losing their rights to the very children they brought into this world out of pure unadulterated love.

Reflect for a moment on what was just presented... The teachers we entrust to educate our children are dangling over a cliff hoping that these innocent kids perform well enough with material they can't comprehend so that they can keep their jobs and be forced to push CC on the very children we hope they can mold. VERY CRAFTY BIG BUSINESS, BIG GOVERNMENT, you've created a lose lose situation so that you can drive the car to what ever horrors you have planned for our kids.. SO WHERE IS THE PTA YOU ASK ??? Let me know when you find them ... And maybe we'll find Jimmy Hoffa next
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