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You cannot measure the loss of a human life. It's all the things a person was, all their dreams, all the people who loved them, all they hoped to be and could give back to the world.

Joan Bauer

They marched. Not for themselves. They marched to remember the ones who didn't make it back. They marched because seeing so much loss can teach you about life. they marched because we're all fighting a war whether we know it or not...a war for our minds and souls and what we believe in.

Joan Bauer

The problem with the heart is how it can have so many opposite feelings coursing through it all at the same time. It's really an inconsistent thing- appreciating something one minute and hating it the next.

Joan Bauer

I reached into my bag and pulled out a pumpkin spice muffin with walnuts that was as moist as anything. "It can be plain for breakfast or I can top it with cream cheese frosting. I like a muffin that can go from day to evening."

I gave it to her. She sniffed it, nodded, and held it up.

"How do I know you're not trying to poison me?"

I wasn't expecting that question. "Ms. Morningstar, I swear, if I was going to poison you, I wouldn't ruin a perfectly fine muffin to do it.

Joan Bauer

What in the world are we going to do with you?' Mrs. Ritter asked.
I could think of a few things.
Take it easy on me.
Teach me different.
Care about me just a little.
So many times that year I wanted to shout,'It's not like I'm waking up in the morning and trying to mess up. I just don't get it!

Joan Bauer

Mots clés close-to-famous foster-mcfee

If you worry about every little thing you're going to have one thoroughly miserable life.

Joan Bauer

She stamped the book and gave it to me. "You bring it back in three weeks."
I held it over my heart.
Mrs. Worth smiled. "That's where a book should be carried.

Joan Bauer

If you can't find an answer at the mall or the library, what does that say about the world?

Joan Bauer

Mots clés humor desperation shopping

Almost Home
by Sugar Mae Cole

Home isn’t always a place you picture in your mind
With furniture and cookies and music playing and people laughing.
Home is something you can carry around like a dream
And let it grow in your heart until you’re ready for it.
Losing things helps you appreciate when you find them again
And finding things gives you hope that when you lose things
It might not be forever.
Once, long ago, a girl lost her home, but she didn’t lose her dream.
She hung on to it as the wind kept trying to blow it away,
But that just made it stronger.
So now she has keys and walls of many colors
And people around her who think she’s something.

Joan Bauer