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If the Dream Is Big Enough, the Facts Don't Count

2008-12-06T06:32:00.000-08:00

by: Cynthia-Stewart Copier, Chicken Soup for the College Soul

I used to watch her from my kitchen window and laugh. She seemed so small as she muscled her way through the crowd of boys on the playground. The school was across the street from our home and I would often stand at my window, hands buried in dish water or cookie dough, watching the kids as they played during recess. A sea of children, and yet to me, she stood out from them all.

I remember the first day I saw her playing basketball. I watched in wonder as she ran circles around the other kids. She managed to shoot jump shots just over their heads and into the net. The boys always tried to stop her but no one could.

I began to notice her at other times, on that same blacktop, basketball in hand, playing alone. She would practice dribbling and shooting over and over again, sometimes until dark. One day I asked her why she practiced so much. As she turned her head, her dark ponytail whipped quickly around and she looked directly in my eyes. Without a moment of hesitation she said, "I want to go to college. My Dad wasn't able to go to college and he has talked to me about going for as long as I can remember. The only way I can go is if I get a scholarship. I like basketball. I decided that if I were good enough, I would get a scholarship. I am going to play college basketball. I want to be the best. My Daddy told me if the dream is big enough, the facts don't count." Then she smiled and ran towards the court to recap the routine I had seen over and over again.

Well, I had to give it to her - she was determined. I watched her through those Junior High years and into High School. Every week, she led her varsity team to victory. It was always a thrill to watch her play.

One day in her senior year, I saw her sitting in the grass, head cradled in her arms. I walked across the street and sat down in the cool grass beside her. Quietly I asked what was wrong. "Oh, nothing", came a soft reply. "I am just too short." The coach told her that at 5'5" she would probably never get to play for a top ranked team - much less offered a scholarship - so she should stop dreaming about college.

She was heartbroken and I felt my own throat tighten as I sensed her disappointment. I asked her if she had talked to her dad about it yet.

She lifted her head from her hands and told me that her father said those coaches were wrong. They just did not understand the power of a dream. He told her that if she really wanted to play for a good college, if she truly wanted a scholarship, that nothing could stop her except one thing - her own attitude. He told her again, "If the dream is big enough, the facts don't count."

The next year, as she and her team went to the Northern California Championship game, she was seen by a college recruiter who was there looking at the opposing team. She was indeed offered a scholarship, a full ride, to a Division I, NCAA women's basketball team. She accepted. She was going to get the college education that she had dreamed of and worked toward for all those years. And that little girl had more playing time as a freshman and sophomore than any other woman did in the history of that university.

Late one night, during her junior year of college her father called. "I'm sick, Honey. I have cancer. No, don't quit school and come home. Everything will be okay. I love you."

He died six weeks later - her hero, her Dad. She did leave school those last few days to support her mother and care for her father. Late one night, during those final hours before his death, he called for her in the darkness.

As she came to his side, he reached for her hand and struggled to speak. "Rachel, keep dreaming. Don't let your dream die with me. Promise me," he pleaded. "Promise me."

In those last few precious moments together she replied, "I promise Daddy."

Those years to follow were hard on her. She was torn between school and her family, knowing her mother was left alone with a new baby and three other children to raise. The grief she felt over the loss of her father was always there, hidden in that place she kept inside, waiting to raise its head at some unsuspecting moment and drop her again to her knees.

Everything seemed harder. She struggled daily with fear, doubt and frustration. A severe learning disability had forced her to go to school year-round for three years just to keep up with requirements. The testing facility on campus couldn't believe she had made it through even one semester. Every time she wanted to quit, she remembered her father's words, "Rachel, keep dreaming. Don't let your dream die. If the dream is big enough, you can do anything! I believe in you." And of course, she would remember the promise she made to him.

My daughter kept her promise and completed her degree. It took her six years, but she did not give up. She can still be found sometimes as the sun is setting, bouncing a basketball. And often I hear her tell others, "If the dream is big enough, the facts don't count."

Dreams

2008-12-06T06:21:00.000-08:00

by: Author Unknown, Source Unknown

When we were young, we had dreams and expectations. We imagine things, we keep thinking about what we want to be, what we want to do, what makes us proud and happy and what will we become.

We grew up, and things seemed like having its own way. We accept our success or failures and we move on. The rapid change, the need to do the urgent things, the works, the pressures and the failures, all kill part of our visions.

Things have changed, but they cannot really take away the dreams. We still have to dream on, to visualize our desires, our wants, our vision of our future, even when we are considered too old for such things.

Cornel Sanders started his business when he was sixty, and started the whole successful KFC business. The main thing is not the age - whether being too old, or too young, but it is the desire to dream on, and the courage to realize it.

Vivid visualization, taking it to sleep, thinking constantly about it, talking about it, planning it, adding all the spices to our dreams will make us a bit closer to the realization of our dreams.

Entrepreneurship starts with a dream, a simple wish of tiny restaurant operation, or a huge business of real-estate development, or a modest training center for English education, or just any other self-employed money earning fun.

The ability to dream on is one of the fine quality of human race that other species do not possess. So dream on, and put a deadline: make it a giant dream, a tiny one, an old everlasting one, a new found one, a hobby related one, a change of life one, a religious one, a stupid one, a stroke-of-genius one, or just whatever...... just continue to dream on........ Then, Just Go and Do It!

Do Angels Dream?

2008-12-06T06:17:00.000-08:00

by: Grandma Rodgers, Source Unknown

Do angels dream? I believe they do
There's one who surely dreams of you,
Who hopes your future is secure,
Was with you through challenges you had to endure.

Do angels dream? Sure they do.
The dream of an angel has seen you through.
Continue to grow and strive for the best.
This angel will help you pass the test.

Do angels dream? Of course they do.
Look up and say "Hi" to one who sees you.
When you're happy or sad or just feeling blue,
You're a special angel's dream come true.

Chicken, The

2008-12-06T06:11:00.000-08:00

by: Gary Barnes, Source Unknown

Once upon a time, there was a large mountainside, where an eagle's nest rested. The eagle's nest contained four large eagle eggs. One day an earthquake rocked the mountain causing one of the eggs to roll down the mountain, to a chicken farm, located in the valley below. The chickens knew that they must protect and care for the eagle's egg, so an old hen volunteered to nurture and raise the large egg.

One day, the egg hatched and a beautiful eagle was born. Sadly, however, the eagle was raised to be a chicken. Soon, the eagle believed he was nothing more than a chicken. The eagle loved his home and family, but his spirit cried out for more. While playing a game on the farm one day, the eagle looked to the skies above and noticed a group of mighty eagles soaring in the skies. "Oh," the eagle cried, "I wish I could soar like those birds." The chickens roared with laughter, "You cannot soar with those birds. You are a chicken and chickens do not soar."

The eagle continued staring, at his real family up above, dreaming that he could be with them. Each time the eagle would let his dreams be known, he was told it couldn't be done. That is what the eagle learned to believe. The eagle, after time, stopped dreaming and continued to live his life like a chicken. Finally, after a long life as a chicken, the eagle passed away.

The moral of the story: You become what you believe you are; so if you ever dream to become an eagle follow your dreams, not the words of a chicken.

Become What you want to be

2008-12-06T06:09:00.000-08:00

by: Brian Cavanaugh, T.O.R., The Sower's Seeds

Let me tell you about a little girl who was born into a very poor family in a shack in the Backwoods of Tennessee. She was the 20th of 22 children, prematurely born and frail. Her survival was doubtful. When she was four years old she had double pneumonia and scarlet fever - a deadly combination that left her with a paralyzed and useless left leg. She had to wear an iron leg brace. Yet she was fortunate in having a mother who encouraged her.

Well, this mother told her little girl, who was very bright, that despite the brace and leg, she could do whatever she wanted to do with her life. She told her that all she needed to do was to have faith, persistence, courage and and indomitable spirit.

So at nine years of age, the little girl removed the leg brace, and she took the step the doctors told her she would never take normally. In four years, she developed a rhytmic stride, which was a medical wonder. Then this girl got the notion, the incredible notion, that she would like to be the world's greatest woman runner. Now, what could she mean - be a runner with a leg like that?

At age 13, she entered a race. She came in last - way, way last. She entered every race in high school, and in every race she came in last. Everyone begged her quit! However, one day, she came in next to last. And then there came a day when she won a rece. From then on, Wilma Rudolph won every race that she entered.

Wilma went to Tennessee State University, where she met a coach named Ed Temple. Coach Temple saw the indomitable spirit of the girl, that she was a believer and that she had great natural talent. He trained her so well that she went to the Olympic Games.

There she was pitted against the greatest woman runner of the day, a German girl named Jutta Heine. Nobody had ever beaten Jutta. But in the 100-meter dash, Wilma Rudolph won. She beat Jutta again in the 200-meters. Now Wilma had two Olimpic gold medals.

Finally came the 400-meter relay. It would be Wilma against Jutta once again. The first two runners on Wilma's team made perfect handoffs with the baton. But when the third runner handed the baton to Wilma, she was so excited she dropped it, and Wilma saw Jutta taking off down the track. It was impossible that anybody could catch this fleet and nimble girl. But Wilma did just that! Wilma Rudolph had earned three Olympic gold medals.

To Zoe:

2008-12-06T06:07:00.000-08:00

I am no longer writing on this blog.
Thank you for your time.
I will notify you if i get a new blog.

Depeche Mode - Free Love

2008-09-12T18:54:00.001-07:00

灯笼

2008-09-12T07:27:00.000-07:00

今天去买了一个灯笼
以等待中秋节的到来
以前在CH的时候
每次中秋节都是考年终考的气死人
今年总算可以安安心心来一个真正的Mooncake Festival6 for RM11RM12 only

Well Done ! 8TV !

2008-09-10T07:20:00.001-07:00

A tiring day

2008-09-10T07:02:00.000-07:00

今天早上11点上课
气死人还是象往常一样没有parking slot
很多辆车在parking space转来转去
考验我的驾车技术累死我了
幸亏刚好有一辆车出
才不至于迟到
看到Zoe 就快快帮她霸位她的车放在一个危险地带随时会被割花
幸亏找到一个很好的位子
唉下次又不懂怎样找到parking slot...

整个礼拜唯一的Semester Break
就跟HM YR LY SJ在McD哈啦起来
聊天已经耗了我不少Energy

到了Marketing Tutorial
一开始只有几个人
老师就给我们看一些commercials
看到我喷血全裸的MTV Europe广告
唉蛮伤心的这次的presentation蛮失望的
然后上统计学上到我头痛

特别累的一天 ....

Ａ　Ｎｏｒｍａｌ，　Ｔｙｐｉｃａｌ　Ｌｉｆｅ　．．．

2008-09-06T23:12:00.000-07:00

Ｗｉｔｈｏｕｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｄｅｔｅｒｍｉｎａｔｉｏｎ　ｏｆ　ａｃｈｉｅｖｉｎｇ　ｍｙ　＂ｔｈｅ－ｏｎｌｙ－ｏｎｅ＂　ｄｒｅａｍ
Ｉ　ｈａｖｅ　ｃｈａｎｇｅｄ　ｔｏ　ａ　ｐｅｒｓｏｎ　ｗｈｏ　ｉｓ　ｍｏｒｅ　ｗｉｌｌｉｎｇ　ｔｏ　ｓｐｅｎｄ　ｅｖｅｒｙ　ｍｉｎｕｔｅｓ　ｉｎ　ｓｔｕｄｙｉｎｇ　．．．
Ａｓ　ｉ　ｔｏｌｄ　ｍｙ　ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ，　Ｉ　ｌｉｋｅ　ｔｈｅ　Ｔｙｌｅｒ－ｉｎ－ｔｈｅ－ｐａｓｔ　ｍｏｒｅ　．．．
Ｓｔａｒｔｓ　ｆｒｏｍ　ｔｈｅ　ｂｅｇｉｎｎｉｎｇ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅ　３ｒｄ　ｓｅｍｅｓｔｅｒ，
Ｉ　ｈａｖｅ　ａ　ｓｌｏｗｅｒ　ｓｔｅｐ　ｗａｌｋｉｎｇ　ｆｒｏｍ　ｍｙ　ｃｌａｓｓ　ｔｏ　ｔｈｅ　far east　ｐａｒｋｉｎｇ　ｓｌｏｔ，
Ｉ　ｈａｖｅ　ｐａｉｄ　１００％　ａｔｔｅｎｔｉｏｎ　ｄｕｒｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅ　ｃｌａｓｓ，　ｗｒｉｔｔｅｎ　ｄｏｗｎ　ｅｖｅｒｙｔｈｉｎｇ　ｏｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｂｏａｒｄ，
Ｉ　ｈａｖｅ　ｓｔａｒｔｅｄ　ｔｏ　ｔｈｉｎｋ　ｆｕｒｔｈｅｒ　ａｂｏｕｔ　ｍｙ　ａｓｓｉｇｎｍｅｎｔ，
Ｉ　ｈａｖｅ　ｆｕｎｎｙ　ａｎｄ　ｓｔｕｐｉｄ　ｃｈｉｔ－ｃｈａｔ　ｗｉｔｈ　ｍｙ　ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ，
Ｗｏｒｋｉｎｇ　ｈａｒｄｅｒ　ｉｎ　ｍｙ　ｈｏｍｅｗｏｒｋ，
Ｉ　ａｍ　ａｄｄｉｃｔｉｎｇ　ｔｏ　ｔｈｅ　ｗｈｏｌｅ　ｎｅｗ　ｃｙｃｌｅ　ｏｆ　Ａｍｅｒｉｃａ＇ｓ　Ｎｅｘｔ　Ｔｏｐ　Ｍｏｄｅｌ，
Ｉ　ｃｏｎｔｉｎｕｅ　ｔｏ　ｐｒａｃｔｉｓｅ　ｍｙ　ｗａｌｋｉｎｇ　ｓｔｙｌｅ　．．．　ｈａｈａｈａ
Ｉ　ｓｔａｒｔ　ｒｅａｄｉｎｇ　Ｅｎｇｌｉｓｈ　ｎｅｗｓｐａｐｅｒ　ｅｖｅｒｙｄａｙ　ｉｎ　ｏｒｄｅｒ　ｔｏ　ｉｍｐｒｏｖｅ　ｍｙ　ｌｏｕｓｙ　ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ　ｐｒｏｆｉｃｉｅｎｃｙ，
Ｉ　ｈａｖｅ　ｆｏｕｎｄ　ｔｈａｔ　Ｋｏｒｅａｎ　ｇｉｒｌｓ　ａｒｅ　ｓｏ　ｃｕｔｅ　ａｎｄ　ｈｏｔ．．．ｈｏｏ－ｈｏｏ－ｈｏｏ，
Ｉ　ｈａｖｅ　ｂｅｅｎ　ｃａｒｉｎｇ　ａｂｏｕｔ　ｍｙ　ｆａｃｉａｌ　ａｎｄ　ｔｅｅｔｈ　ｆｏｒ　ｍｏｎｔｈｓ　．．．
Ｎｏ　ｍｏｒｅ　ｆｒｕｓｔｒａｔｉｏｎ　ｆｏｒ　ｔｈｉｓ　ｓｅｍｅｓｔｅｒ．．．
Ｔｈｅ　ｏｎｌｙ　ｔｈｉｎｇ　ｔｈａｔ　ｉ　ｗｏｒｒｙ　ｉｓ　ｍｙ　ｆａｄｉｎｇ　Ｂａｈａｓａ　Ｍｅｌａｙｕ．．．ｓｉｇｈ　．．．

Ｔｏ　Ｓｅｌｅｎａ　ａｎｄ　Ｋｙａｎ，
Ｉ　ｈａｖｅ　ｔｕｒｎｅｄ　ｂａｃｋ　ｔｏ　ａ　ｎｏｒｍａｌ　Ｔｙｌｅｒ．．．．

Narwhal...wow...

2008-09-04T10:12:00.000-07:00

Fairy tale animal : Narwhal

旅行

2008-09-03T21:38:00.000-07:00

上个月的Semester Break
我终于去了Singapore 终于 .......
这次是我跟弟弟去
出发去Pudu车站因根弟弟闹翻了
所以没有什么心情
唉，踏上Singapore的第一片土地就是给姐姐骂！！！
姐姐跟我们解释地铁路线后
我跟弟弟就开始了一日游
哇！真的很舒服的国家 ....
年尾再战Singapore ...

说起旅行
就象到很多很多想去的地方 ... ...

中国北京 China Beijing
去参观她美丽的故宫紫禁城，长城 ... ...

阿拉伯联合酋长国杜拜U.A.E Dubai
见证全世界唯一的七星级酒店，堪称全世界最高的大楼，她的人造岛屿，沙漠里的Ski resort，
阿拉伯人神秘的面纱 ... ...

卡达儿Qatar Kuwait科威特
踏上这个由石油堆砌而成的小富国 ... ...

汶莱 Brunei
一个富有的回教小国，著名的皇族 ... ...

土耳奇 Turkey
“东方伦敦" ... ...

最后的当然是全世界最神秘的国度-
朝鲜 North Korea
一个没有网络，Cell Phone被banned的地方
与隔邻的中国，韩国为伍，饥荒却是他们不能解决的问题
他们憎恨美国人，连妈妈教小孩子的民歌都是以憎恨美国人为主题
成千上万的朝鲜人民尝试逃离这个没有自由的国度，投奔于韩国
有着全世界最差 One Star及他们唯一的Air Koryo Airlines
平壤是他们的首都 ... ...
联去那里旅行的路线都被政府安排好了 ....

我要去旅行!!!

我的Blog

2008-09-03T06:38:00.000-07:00

循众要求
(哈哈也只有两个人)
本人目前的一切一切
都post在这里！！！

开张！！！