Perhaps I will seek to be inversely paranoid. You know honestly believe that the world is out to give me the best it has to offer at every turn of it's axis. I have read that a up plan could be the answer. Here are seven up ideas that have worked in the past and if I work them work on a daily basis. Wake Up! I must decide before my foot hits the floor or my stump hits the prosthesis that I am gonna have a good day. I will overcome all the turkeys that wish to excrete upon my day. I will soar when all the turkeys are scratching in the dirt. I know you can't send a Duck to Eagle school. Dress Up! I know if I shave, shower and put on a smile I feel better, look better, and am more successful. Sitting at the keyboard in my dirty under ware, unshaven, eating stale pizza and drinking cold coffee isn't conducive to success. Shut up! We all have been told "If you don't have something nice to say shut up" God gave me two ears and one mouth so I know He meant me to listen twice as much as I talk. I'm fat not stupid. Stand Up! I must stand up for what I believe in or I will fall for anything. If I don't shout and scream when I see or read something that assaults my belief system soon I will not have a belief system. Look Up! I know god is not up, He is everywhere. I also know if I symbolically look up to Him for guidance, and have …show more content…
Many adults were standing and observing , and some of the small children were playing soccer. The purpose of the festival was organized by the Hmong community to impress upon people the beauty and love the Hmong community and culture. There were exotic colors of red, blue, orange, green, yellow patterns everywhere, and smiling Hmong people, as if to say Welcome. I was certainly impressed as well as others. On either side of the stage were people watching interestingly. On the left of the state were a group of Caucasian senior citizens in green and white folding chairs and bottled water on the ground next to them. On the right side of the stage , on one bench were a group of sic or seven young Hmong men, or teenagers, all smiling and looking at one another and chatting little things about the performances , and enjoying themselves. I sat on a bench with my sigma 35 m with a Hmong family facing the center of the stage. The host of the show, a short thin Hmong man in beige shorts, smiling with joyful pride, welcomed us all and expressed the hope of showing the community that the Hmong people were actually loving people. The first performers were a group of near teenage girls, whose purpose was to perform a courtship dance. Each move meant something to a potential sweetheart. One move in which the girl extending their arms with a slight side