At night, Rangel hits the streets on his own, sometimes to find a particular child, but just as often to cruise rougher parts of town, checking on kids he knows and making himself available to anyone needing help. During the day, he steps into classrooms to deliver life lessons.
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Arno Michaels
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Name: Arno Michaels
Email: arno@lifeafterhate.org
Site: http://www.lifeafterhate.org
About: Currently majoring in Sport & Rec and Perpetual Major-Changing at the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee. Enjoys climbing things and warm saltwater. Cold saltwater is kinda nice too.See Authors Posts (47) ⋅ September 18, 2010
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Not too long ago, I had the honor of engaging in a 2 ½-hour conversation with a man I consider a hero: TJ Leyden. TJ left the white power movement during the mid-nineties as I did, after spending many years recruiting kids to become violent racists. Since then, he has been a tireless advocate for [...]
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Theresa Nickol
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Name: Theresa Nickol
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About: My activities at the moment are both business and pleasure depending on the acquaintance. I am a free-lance artist specializing in Murals, Portraits and Abstract Art. I am also working on many articles that will hopefully become a compilation of my life lessons and one day become a self-help read for others. I currently am finishing up my Associates Degree in Psychology through on-line courses. I have the ambition to complete this degree within the next year, if my schedule permits being a full-time employee and mother.
My goal in life is to be heard from my travels of misfortune. To help others who are just as lost as I once was in my path to self realization. I have been told I can not only relate well to others, but offer up very realistic advice to those who are willing to listen. I also aspire to never spoil my children, but to love them. To guide them through their failures and cherish their accomplishments no matter the size. And whomever they choose to be in life, always be the driving force that encourages them to be inspirational human beings that remain true to themselves.
My philosophy in life is: “We Are What Have Learned, Nothing More and Nothing Less. To get better as we get older and to love ourselves as we do our own children. Without this mentality you will settle for anything and expect nothing. It is only with the help of those who know the worst of you and love you regardless that you learn to love yourself. We cannot conquer world peace, but we can bring peace to the world within ourselves."See Authors Posts (6) ⋅ August 18, 2010
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To trust again is very crippling, almost paralyzing in some ways. The biggest door to open is the emotional one we will not open once we are broken. To reverse back to infancy or a stage of pure innocence does not happen no matter how many therapy sessions we attend or self-help books we buy. [...]
TJ: The old Aryan lie, “The Zionist Occupational Government put me in prison!” Well maybe it’s the fact that you went out there and beat that 90 year old homeless man.
The concept of interdependence—the idea that all of our fates are intertwined and that every action has either a positive or negative consequence that iterates through the lives of others—was discussed throughout the activities, and literally demonstrated as everyone supported each other.
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Angie Aker
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Name: Angie Aker
Email: angieaker@yahoo.com
Site: http://www.angieaker.com
About: Angie Aker is a mother, daughter, sister, cousin, friend and entrepreneur. She attended Concordia University, WI for Business Management and Communications. Angie relinquished her hard-won rung on the corporate ladder to follow her passion of counseling others to be their best, healthiest selves and to indulge in her compulsion to write about truths as she finds them. Originally hailing from Kenosha, WI, Angie now resides in upstate New York with her children Axel and Gigi.See Authors Posts (24) ⋅ July 18, 2010
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1400, North American continent For centuries, the migration of indigenous peoples in the continents of North and South America happened in a natural, borderless fashion. If food became scarce, a tribe would leave behind the encampment and seek out the next place in which to survive. There was a natural order to this, a balance [...]
THERE’S EVERYTHING RIGHT ABOUT BEING UNIQUE This is my positive spin on, “There’s nothing wrong with being different!” For over a year now, I have wanted to bring up this topic: Why are we judged and criticized for challenging the status quo? So, you ask, why do people judge or compare? I believe it is [...]
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Angie Aker
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Name: Angie Aker
Email: angieaker@yahoo.com
Site: http://www.angieaker.com
About: Angie Aker is a mother, daughter, sister, cousin, friend and entrepreneur. She attended Concordia University, WI for Business Management and Communications. Angie relinquished her hard-won rung on the corporate ladder to follow her passion of counseling others to be their best, healthiest selves and to indulge in her compulsion to write about truths as she finds them. Originally hailing from Kenosha, WI, Angie now resides in upstate New York with her children Axel and Gigi.See Authors Posts (24) ⋅ July 18, 2010
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Every once in a while, you stumble across something that’s going to change your life in a million wonderful ways you cannot predict. As we pulled out of a WI grocery store parking lot in 2008, a song came on the radio that my kids instantly loved. The hook went, “I can ride my bike [...]
When I was about a year and a half old, my parents were building an addition to the plainish 1950s ranch house they had just bought. The structure my mother designed involved almost doubling the size of the house, and raising the roof to about 18′ to accommodate the cathedral ceilings and full-length picture windows [...]
In 2007 I sat down and started writing a memoir of my own. It started with a jot of a sentence. A jot of a memory. Line by line, and not necessarily in chronological order—just things that happened. As one-line memories started to add-up to pages, I tried to flesh-out the glimpses of experience into [...]