Thought for the day: Do strikes make a difference?

Today is national strike day for many teachers in England.

Teachers all over London canceled school to march to save their pensions.

As if teachers don’t get paid enough to teach our upcoming youth, they want to make cuts in the education system to “save money”.

Why cut something as important as teachers? Do the people wanting to make these cuts not have kids? Better yet…do they not remember the teachers they had growing up?

Either way, my thought is do strikes really make a difference? Or is it just a waste of time an energy?

In some nations like Korea, South Africa, France and Spain general strikes are still being used for mass mobilization and political protest.

In the past decade, millions of Europeans have participated in nationwide work stoppages over public sector budget cuts, labor law revisions, or pension plan changes sought by conservative governments.

In Brazil, voters have even chosen a one-time strike leader, Luis Inacio (“Lula”) da Silva, to serve as president of their country.

In America, although the massive turnout of immigrant workers at escalating weekday marches and rallies in March, April and May of 2006 constituted political strikes on a scale usually witnessed only abroad.

Every year, more than 20,000 union contracts are negotiated.

Yet since 1992, walkouts by 1,000 workers or more have averaged less than 40 annually.

In 2004, there were just 17, with only 316,000 union members participating. 100,000 of them in a single four-day telephone strike.

In contrast, at the peak of labor’s post-World War II strike wave in 1952, there were 470 major strikes, affecting nearly three million workers nationwide

So I suppose, even if there is not a change, at least the voice of the people can no be ignored during a strike.

Your voice is heard. No matter what.

Mainly due to the fact there are a group of people rallying for what they believe is right…or wrong.

Striking gives us, normally working class people the chance to speak out and let our voice be heard to those in a higher power.

The authorities can ignore people individually, but as a whole, we get our voices heard.

Thought for the day: The one that got away

Everyone has that one person who you will always think of as “the one that got away”.

If you are saying to yourself..thats not me…you are a liar. Let’s be real for a second.

I am sure off the top of your head you can think of one guy/gal who you never took the risk with. Whether it is your best friend, high school crush, college roommate, or anything. You never took the leap to try.

Meaning, they were the one that got away. You never found out the “what if” that still, on occasion, lingers through your mind.

I have someone like that.

We have recently gotten back in touch after many years, but I will never forget him.

In my book, this crush was the one that got away. We stayed on the friends level, never more. Which I have always been okay with.

Although the thought still sits in my mind…”what if?”

My “what if” may never be answered…and that is one thing I will always wish I knew the answer to.

I have been in a poetry mood lately, so enjoy this poem below to go along with my post.

And remember. If you believe someone might be worth it…don’t miss the opportunity. Go for it.

Don’t let that special person forever (in your book) be labeled as “the one that got away”.

You know how you always have that one regret 
Or that hope for something that didn’t happen yet 
Or that one girl (or boy)
That you made your world 
Or maybe you didn’t 
And you made pushing her (him) away 
Apart of your mission 
And every day you had her (him) wishing 
That she (he) was the one you were missing 
While all along she (he) knew the truth 
Knowing she (he) was never the first you’d choose 
And all you ever did was bring tears to her (his) eyes
And pain to her (his) heart
When all she (he) ever did was care 
And stay by you from the start
Then you suddenly realize how much they are worth 
And that finding anyone like them 
Is rarely if even possible to occur 
And then you realize how special they truly were 
But now it’s too late 
Because now their marked as 
The one that got away 

Written by Shilesha Johnson 

Thought for the day: What am I thankful for?

Today (in America) is a very special holiday… it is the holiday where you make a big turkey, eat way to much mashed potatoes and gravy, and stuff yourself till you are in a food coma.

However, this holiday may be great because you get off school and eat delicious food, but it is also the holiday where you sit around and really think of things you are thankful for.

Today is Thanksgiving.

So naturally, since I can’t cook and it is extremely hard to find a turkey here in London, I figure I could name all the things I am thankful for.

I am thankful for having such an amazing supportive family. Without them I would be lost, unmotivated, and probably never have moved to London for graduate school.

I am thankful for my mommy. She is who I want to be like when I am one day a mother. She has always been there to support me, whether she thinks I am wrong or right. I love her so much. I don’t know what I would do without her.

I am thankful for my London family. They have kept me sane while stressing out over classes. They are there whenever I need them. They make London feel like home.

I am thankful for having the opportunity to study overseas. This experience will be one I will never forget.

I am thankful for all my amazing friends. Especially the ones who still keep in touch even though I am far away. You guys mean the world to me. I love you all!

I am thankful for my course mates (which also count in the family/friend category). They make class exciting and fun…even when it is anything except that. They help me not stress out and if I am stuck, they help me out.

I am thankful for anyone who reads my blog. You are helping me become a better blogger…which I need to not fail.

I am thankful for the roof over my head and the funds I have to live securely. I could live without these things, however they make life a little easier.

I am thankful for all the teachers and coaches that have been a part of my life. Without you and your guidance, I would not be where I am today.

I am thankful for being alive. I try to live my life to the fullest, since you only live once.

I am thankful for the beauty of life.

I am thankful for being thankful.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE! 🙂

Thought for the day: What does not kill you makes you stronger

Sometimes you need those friends who will listen, not judging, to your current life drama and actually care about what you’re saying and give real advice. Luckily, I had one do that for me tonight and it is exactly what I needed.

When we go through something bad in our lives and we make it through, we always come out learning more and finding out more about ourselves. Making us, in the long term, stronger than we were before.

I’m not saying I have had the worst childhood imaginable, but if there were things I wish I could have made better. Made happier. Made more positive.

Even now, at 22, I could name things I wish would have been different. However, if they were different, I don’t think I would be where I am today.

If things would have been different, I would not be the strong, independent woman I am now. I would not be so optimistic. I would not be driven. I would not be in London chasing my goals.

Although some things I have gone through still hurt and on a daily basis try to creep into my mind and break me down, I know I have only grown as a person because of them.

The decisions I have made have been made due to those life experiences, good and bad.

I have been shaped into the woman I am because of every single experience I have come across. Every single one I have learned from. And the knowledge is priceless.

Just think, of all the bad experiences you have had and you have come out on top, you can use your knowledge to help someone else get through their tough time.

You can inspire others with your story.

Even if it is in the slightest manner, you can be the light in someone’s life than they need during a time when they feel like nothing will turn around. You can help someone see the positive of a bad situation.

So, if you are going through something tough and you feel stuck, remember… keep your chin up and don’t give up. One day you will come out of it all with tons more knowledge.

Then you can inspire others with your story. Be a light for those in need of a friend, a shoulder to lean on. Never give up. Smile. 🙂

Thought for the day: Filming attempt one

Today was the first day of filming for the TV course I am in. My group..aka the A-Team, consists of Esther, Greg, and myself. We went to Harrow Museum to interview the manager to talk with him about the museum being an olympic torch stop. How exciting right?! GO HARROW!

So the adventure started off nicely. Esther and I walked to Greg’s flat, had some delicious bagels for breakfast, and went on our merry way to the tube station. We only had to go one stop. Easy right?

Not when you let me navigate. I saw a train. We jumped on. Go figure, it was the fast train which took us four stops further than our stop. Oh well. No big deal. We just hopped off at Moor Park and got the “all stations” train to North Harrow.

Then we caught the bus. Almost went the wrong direction, but Greg got us all sorted.

We got to the Museum to meet a lady who showed us to the manager and around the area. The museum is in a gorgeous location in the middle of no where off Pinner View.

While waiting for the manager to finish up what he was doing, we set up the camera, tested levels, and of course…took some pictures to remember this moment.

The interview went great! Minus the manager being a bit nervous and not knowing what to say. I worked the camera, Greg worked the mic levels, and Esther presented this time around.

We took some extra video incase we need it. And now we sit in a Final Cut Pro workshop with this hilarious guy who reminds me a bit of Mike Meyers in Austin Powers. Pretty funny. Hopefully we have an easy-ish time editing our own material tomorrow since we will be watched over by the tutors.

This is why I am in uni. To learn something knew…or in this case, to overload my mind with new information. Either way. I am learning 🙂

Thought for the day: I make Casper look black

I am naturally a fair skinned person…but Florida and lifeguarding managed to keep me looking tan all year long. Which was AMAZING! However, moving to London, I have official lost all colour I once had from this summer. Now. I am white…more like pale. That is a much more precise word.

Casper the friendly ghost is probably tanner than me. Standing next to this ghost would probably show us all that he is not white, but black after all. I officially am pale, and might I add I am NOT A FAN! However my options here are limited.

I would fake ‘n’ bake (go to a tanning bed, for those who don’t know the term), except it is hella expensive here in London. As a poor uni student, I have more important things to spend my money on…such as food. Although, I guess I could just not eat and get skinny/tan at the same time? Bad idea. Yes, I know. So there you go, my only option is out the door because I am living off of a student loan.

When I am pale, my self esteem goes down (in my mind). I feel better when I am tan. And although it is not clinically proven, I am pretty sure when you are tan you look thinner. So pale = chubby feeling. Not saying this is actually seen. But, as a female, I know I feel thinner and better about myself when tan.

Also, as a freckle-faced individual. I love being tan because I get more freckles. I love my “angel kisses”. They are one of my favourite parts of myself.

Shame, London..can’t you make it easier for people to be tan? I guess then everyone would look like they were foreign and would lose the “London” appeal. Paleness is okay here for me because everyone else is pale with me, so I am not alone. So for now, Casper can look darker than me, that is fine. I live in London and will rock the London-look with having no colour to my skin tone. 😉

Thought for the day: Home is where the heart is

I love the saying “home is where the heart is”, because it is so true. Being born and raised in St. Petersburg, Florida, that is the only home I truly have known. All of my family and friends are there, however I never feel like I fully belong. I always knew I would not end up in Florida, the sense of “home” is just not there for me.

Even when I moved to West Virginia for my undergrad degree, I had my own little family in my team..they were my best friends. Again though, I never felt at home. I never figured I could stay there forever.

When I came to London, I thought it would just be a year of my life, but that feeling soon changed when I started to realise that I actually feel AT HOME. I have made my own little family, I have made a great group of friends.. I feel like I belong for once in my life. I feel like I am in the place I am suppose to be. Which is such a great feeling to finally feel.

When you walk around wondering why you don’t 100% fit in to the area you call “home” is a terrible feeling. Once you find where your heart can truly feel at home, you have a sense of completion. I love my home in Florida, however, I don’t miss it nearly as much as I should. I know that London is my home…and honestly I never want to leave.

Only time will tell if I can make London my permanent home, but as long as my heart knows I am home…that is all that matters 🙂

Thought for the day: Time for a tea party

This is my beautiful friend Sarah’s birthday weekend. So, to start it off, we are going to the Ritz Hotel tonight for tea! So my thought is how tea is such a British thing to do.

Tea…think about it. Any stereotypes having to do with tea usually stems from something British. I love tea and I think is sooooo adorable to go have tea at a cute little hotel or something, get little sandwiches and cakes! AHH! It is like every girls dream. Except I am an adult…and I will be having a fabulous tea party with girl friends instead of stuffed teddy bears and barbie dolls.

American’s like their coffee. Brits like their tea. Where did we miss the boat here? I mean… I know when we started America we wanted to be oh so different that we had to do everything the opposite…but come on! We could not have kept the tea tradition?

I mean, as a little girl I had a cute little tea set…and I would put “tea” (aka water) in my little cups and have a tea party with my friends…and my barbie dolls or little sister (when she was old enough). Do little girls in Britain do the same thing? Or is tea a REAL thing for them…so they play “coffee date” to act like Americans? haha. What an odd thought.

Either way. I am excited to have a real life tea party with my girl friends tonight…we will be all dressed up. Hats and all. Every American girls dream. Oh, how I love London 🙂

Thought for the day: Don’t just be someone’s “option”

My lovely friend, Sarah, mentioned this quote to me and I can’t seem to get it out of my head. Don’t be someone’s “option”, when you can be someone’s “one and only”. This quote has so much truth to it…it shockes me.

I feel so many times we go for the people who lead us along only to realise we are an option incase one of their others backfires. How is that fair? Please explain that to me. Why is it we all settle for being second best…or third best… when in we SHOULD only want to be someone else’s first choice without any doubt?

This goes for both guys and gals. If you like someone…but they like someone else and keep dragging you along…why put up with the emotional drama that goes along with it? It can’t be healthy. Don’t allow yourself to be a pawn in someone’s love game. Every single one of us deserves only the best…and deserves someone to appreciate them for who they are. NOT, “oh this one didn’t work out…I guess I will go to the next option”.

I understand there is always that exception to this scenario. Maybe you have a crush on your bestfriend, but your bestfriend has no idea that he/she likes you back until one day…LIGHT BULB! If you are patient enough to wait around for your bestfriend…and risk your emotions then that is fantastic. More power to you.

I don’t care how long you have been single…or how amazing you think a certain person is…or how much you fancy a specific human being. If they play with your mind and lead you on. YOU ARE BETTER THAN THAT!

I can only hope that this opens someone’s eyes to a real issue they are dealing with. and remember…YOU ARE WORTH IT! Don’t doubt yourself. Someone out there see’s you as their NUMBER ONE CHOICE. You just have to find them 🙂