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Thursday, May 31, 2012

I may not like what I learn today!

However, The current status really must not be accepted. Doing nothing will improve nothing! I must be willing to work the process- whether I find that delightful or wretched!

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

The Patriot's Time

 Each year , The period from Memorial Day To The Fourth of July is to me the most patriotic time of the whole year. As I view it, Memorial Day represents valor, dedication, commitment, sacrifice and devotion.

  On The Fourth of July, We recognize the price of independence and freedom. We also are reminded of all of the promise that this country can help each individual to obtain I know that many people were limited in their abilities to access those in the early years of our nation. Yet, Reality has taught me that something that is right and good and proper being denied to you does not make that desire concept any less right, good or proper.

Due to continously dogged pursuit over 225 plus years. More and more American have come to live well as they experience the blessings of liberty.

 If you'd really like to become inspired, Listen to a Fifth Dimension Song from The early 1970's - The Declaration. These great musicians set the Declaration of Independence to music. It is powerfully moving and inspiring.

- Johnny-

We can rebuild him or her

 In the series The Six Million Dollar Man, Steve Austin is an Astronaut who barely survives a horrendous crash during a training flight.While he is on the operating table, he is augmented with high tech components turning him into The Six Million Dollar Man.

  The Classic line from the opening is , " We can rebuild him., make him stronger faster, better." When you feel down, defeated and broken, I well know what that is like, The inspiration to renew, refresh and rebuild yourself- to test out new methods, new theories and new concepts can be highly motivational and re-invigorating. It can fill you with new hopes and new dreams.

So, Are you in the midst of renewing, reestablishing and renewing yourself today? What led you to this point? What is new about you and what you are doing, thinking and saying?

If all works as you desire it to, What do you expect to be like ONE YEAR from today?

- Johnny-

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

A Repair Job that is impossible?

Is it too much to hope that my life will ever function effectively well enough to allow me to consistently enjoy it?



Two Hero Teachers

Brother Williaml D Amato and Hilda Wigder- Two Hero Teachers.

I met Brother William at the start of My Fifth Grade year at Our Lady of Mt. Carmel Catholic School. I was , very much, an intimidated and scared child at that point in my life!

Brother William learned quickly that I was thoroughly in love with history, This made me amazing to him as he taught history. I was eager to answer his questions. I wanted to know about reasons, strategies and possibilities- the " What If's" - the what were the options for things going differently.

 He was the first teacher to value me! he urged classmates to become more like me- intellectually curious and hungry and prime to learn without ceasing

He actually gave me an old copy of a teacher's edition of the text book. He told me this would help me to understand why he taught history as he did. I felt honored, respected and valued!


Years later, I had Hilda Wigder as my 10 TH grade English Teacher. She was tough and demanding and I suffered as I was stretched. Yet, I saw that it was vital to think for myself and think things through carefully. This was revolutionary and exhilerating to me.

I believe that she helped me decide to go from The Bronx to Rural Western Maryland for my college years. I got to be a chaperone on two trip she arranged after my graduation from High School. One to Boston and another to Montreal. That also helped my view of Life and the world to expand.

Brother William and Miss Wigder- They helped this Lost in Spaced young man make sense of this strange world that he was residing upon!

- Johnny-

Monday, May 28, 2012

The FOUTH Robinson Child

 In September of 1965, at the age of 9, The narrative of my life was created. The best way to explain me was set before me by the CBS Television Network on Wednesday, September 15 Th , 1965 at 7;30 PM- Daylight Savings Time.

The show started with a date on the screen- October 16Th, 1997. The program was - Lost in Space. The Jupiter 2 was set to make a five and a half year journey at near light speed to a planet orbiting Alpha Centauri. A saboteur was paid well to program the expedition's robot to destroy the ship 8 hours after the launch. The saboteur, Dr. Zachary Smith, was trapped on board the vessel.

 His weight threw awry the ship's guidance system sending the Jupiter Two into a meteor swarm. The Robot 's rampage added to the damage caused by the meteors. The astronauts barely survived the onslaught which sent the ship into hyper drive causing it to become hopelessly Lost in Space!


 I was born and raised in The Southwest Bronx. Given my nature as a studious person, who wants to explore and have engaging and uplifting conversations, that was not at all to my advantage. I was also raised by physically , emotionally and verbally abusive parents. I was often the target of bullies and went to a school which applied corporeal public generously - I felt that I was sabotaged very early in my journey as well.. I was overwhelmed, didn't get and often miscomprehended what was going on behavior. The ways, behavior, moral, ethics of all of those around me often astounded me- they truly made little sense to me.


 I attended Theodore Roosevelt High School- 500 East Fordham Road . The school was not far from The Rose Hill Campus of Fordham University. I refer to Roosevelt in the past tense- for the school was folded 6 years ago. It was long poor performing- academically underwhelming for year. The test scores of the school finally caused its end.

 When I went there, I complained about how unsafe the school was to attend, it was a crime haven. I was told to " consider the conditions that led the students to see the world as they did". I argued that the school need to be a welcoming haven for all students and a place to not be preyed upon. I was told to " Deal with it or not come." So much for teachers who were dedicated to the futures of those they taught.

 I found one safe zone as a teen- Believe it or not Yankee Stadium. It was the one predictable place that I could find some joy, peace and be comfortable with expressing myself. It was a safe planet to set out to to make repairs and gain a chance to learn how to be comfortable in my own skin.

One thing that these early adventures taught me- Why not watch out for children being strangled of their identity, purpose aqnd individuality while they are children. Why not base programs for our poorest citized based on their natures and individuality rather than fitting them into groups based on their own personality, desires and individuality!

I got my way of escape, in part, by going to a tiny college, Frostburg State in very rural Far Western Maryland. It was tough to adjust from living in a community of 7 Plus million people to a community below 8,000 people. I needed that. I need to blossom, to walk without looking behind me and to be with people who saw me as valuable and wanted me to better myself!

 I'm back! This blog shall continue. It is an outlet,. an adventure and a new journey of exploration. This Lost in Space traveler- This person who thought of himself as THE FOURTH ROBINSON child-  will keep looking to land upon MY Alpha Centauri!

- Johnny -

Friday, May 11, 2012

By This Time Tomorrow, Saturday Night, May12TH, 2012...

 I will be rejoicing over a Speech Victory and thinking how great it will be to  spend part of My AUGUST in Orlando , Florida....

Or, I will be kicking myself for NOT giving a better, better regarded and more effective speech.

At this point on Friday Night May 11TH as I type this, I truly have NO idea as to which will be true. Such is the TENSION of a District Speech Competitor the night BEFORE a BIG Contest!

- Johnny -