The Importance of Passion by Sophia Wieber 6 Grade

24 01 2012

“Once you do something you love, you never have work again,” Willie Hill. Your passion is not a burden or any work. It is something you choose to do because you want to, not because of a manacle disallowing you to follow your dream. A boy in high school can choose a class he has a passion for. He will be rapt, attentive and have dexterity of the subject. When he has a job, it would not be work because it is his passion. It will be manifest that he chose a career because he loved it, not because it was easy. He will work efficiently like a child playing a favorite game, because to him, this is the climax to the game of life. If you have a passion, you will succeed in that part of life.





How do I find my passion? by Ryan Q 5th grade

24 01 2012

To find my passion, I experiment and take observations. Experimenting with different subjects is a common practice I do, and I take mental notes and observe anything that could lead to my passion. One little detail that slips past an eye, one little slip, could lose the most intriguing passion I have ever known. I always have my eyes open, my ears listening, and even my nose smelling to catch a passion. These powerful senses are ready to catch those tiny slips, for one missed word on a sign could lose a passion.

I observe to see if something is missing in my life, or if one subject is to empty, or bland. I always finish signs I read the best I can, to discover a possible passion. A passion is influential on a person’s life, and I always am trying to find the most influential one, the one that speaks loudest to me. “Your work is to discover your work, and then with all your heart to give yourself to it,” Buddha.





How Have I Practiced Resilience in a gifted class? Nate Lanza 5th grade

24 01 2012

Resilience is a great trait to have. If you can bounce back, life will be like an eternal trampoline, so when you fall off the high wire, you will simply bounce back. Early in life, you will fail commonly. However, this can be good. Failing builds resilience. The more you fail, the more resilience you will have. When I first came into a full-time GATE classroom, I started too fail miserably. But I learned from my mistakes.Now, I am getting high grades, all due to resilience. I constructed mytrampoline.

Some people use the material provided by failure to build a concrete landing area instead of a trampoline. Some people act perfectionist,fearing failure so much that they don’t try new things. They walk onto the highwire with all the support they can get, intent on not falling at all. However, ifthey let their support do all the work, they will eventually fall, withcatastrophic results. You need resilience. When I fail, I use it to build my trampoline, an example I hope other people follow.





How do I find my passion? Nate Lanza 5th grade

24 01 2012

Finding a true passion is a very difficult task. It’s like trying to steer a massive airplane through a zero visibility storm during a meteor shower. At the start of life, you have no idea what you like, in the way a storm can provide zero visibility. The meteors are the challenges of life, hurling at you as you search for your passion. “I wonder. I wonder why I wonder. I wonder why I wonder why I wonder.”-Richard Feynman. There are many unanswered things out there that you can wonder about. Wondering leads to passion, for at the heart of passion is wonder. That is how I find mypassion.





How Do I Find My Passion? by Lily Brucker 6th grade

24 01 2012

There are many methods of problem solving, but among these is trial and error. Usually brushed aside by less time consuming methods, this can actually be helpful in life. When finding a passion, trial and error is probably more effective than any other mathematical method. Trying many activities, looking up numerous occupations, shines a flashlight in the cave of possibilities. And with that flashlight we find the vein of gold embedded in rock, our passion, waiting to be mined out.





How Would Life be if I had a Passion? By Venec Miller

23 01 2012

Once, there was a boy,

One who wanted a dream.

He tried sports, he tried music,

But then he rode a train.

 Oh the fun they were!

The ones who said, “choo! choo!”

The ones who saved him from the cold,

 That made his lips turn blue.

He knew they were his dream,

He knew they were his life.

He was awed at their beauty,

They could never cause him strife!

He said to himself, years later,

Memory causing him pain,

Three words that described his life:

I Like Trains!

The trains are a metaphor,

Of all that I may like,

Out of all the grand things I can be in life!





Opening Wings by Lindsay Habig 5th grade

23 01 2012

If one was to understand by creating, they would be the smartest person in the universe. They could read words that had never been written. They could sculpt the impossible and believe in the far away lands. They could climb the highest mountain or dive into the deepest sea. If only memorization would be thrown to the mice and grouse that lived in the damp ally. Then, everybody could be this person. Every soul in the world has grown wings, but many souls don’t know how to fly. This person does. Forget the memorizing and reciting. It strips away the questions of the minds and allows blankness to take its place. Many people fall into this trap, but the talented ones, the ones who realize the use of their wings, they are able to fly out. No matter the profession, everyone still has wings, slowly unfolding, just waiting to fly.