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Change the World


From pre-k to twelfth grade,

we are taught to keep quiet, raise our hands, and be nice to everyone.

I know my abc's and my 123's,

but not the essentials.

As a senior in high school,

I do not know how to write a check

or how to balance a checkbook.

I am clueless when it comes to reading an analog clock

& I cannot do my taxes.

I couldn't tell you all fifty states

and I'm not quite sure who the vice president is.

I know more about JFK than our own president

& my friends do not know about the typhoon

that killed thousands of people

but then again, we don't know about any current events.

My point that I'm trying to make is that

if maybe we spent more time learning

about qualities that could help us find jobs

or

make us well-rounded people,

we could change the world.

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression!&nbsp;</p>

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