We use the outdoor elements to attract the boys to scouting, and when they attend weekly meetings and do community read more

We use the outdoor elements to attract the boys to scouting, and when they attend weekly meetings and do community service projects, they don't realize they're learning.

With nearly 20 days until Iraq emerges as a free sovereign state for the first time in more than three read more

With nearly 20 days until Iraq emerges as a free sovereign state for the first time in more than three decades, terrorists have increasingly targeted our country's infrastructure.

Suborbital flights will offer millions of people the opportunity to experience the greatest adventure available, space travel.

Suborbital flights will offer millions of people the opportunity to experience the greatest adventure available, space travel.

British people don't feel they can tear themselves away from their desk, and have developed a very functional relationship with read more

British people don't feel they can tear themselves away from their desk, and have developed a very functional relationship with food.

Those running East Stirlingshire need to be up front about what their plans are for the club.

Those running East Stirlingshire need to be up front about what their plans are for the club.

As a team, we had a little higher expectations coming in. But we've had to look at Plan B. We've read more

As a team, we had a little higher expectations coming in. But we've had to look at Plan B. We've tried to evaluate performance rather than wins and losses.

We're not roommates, but we room next to each other and we know we've got to do this together.

We're not roommates, but we room next to each other and we know we've got to do this together.

Hollywood is like being nowhere and talking to nobody about nothing.

Hollywood is like being nowhere and talking to nobody about nothing.

I'm a high school student and this is from a poem I wrote called Sometimes He Wonders. You may split read more

I'm a high school student and this is from a poem I wrote called Sometimes He Wonders. You may split it into different parts if you'd like - right now I'll put it as Unsorted.
And He feels so incredibly weak when he has ferociously quarreled against them since his genuine years and has lost. His hopes for a better understanding dissipate as he grows older, and his mind grows less eager to reach a verdict. Having no sense of direction, he roams here, looking above, asking futile questions, even though the answers may be feared. Good by nature, he has learned his survival skills, which will lead him into the real world, and will someday make him a successful individual. Wishing the pressure did not exist, it is a natural instinct to adapt and not to recluse. He rather is a mindless drone than a lonely Hermit, after all. He has no control over his environment, it is the exact opposite. Molded and shaped by his surroundings, he seeks about for himself and his purpose, while this mold slowly deteriorates organic matter.