June 2007


One of Bob Marley’s most well known songs is “Get Up, Stand Up”. I listened to the song today and these lyrics stayed in my head…

“Get up stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up stand up, don’t give up the fight”

As I was listening to the song, it made me think. What I am fighting for? What I am standing up for? Am I actually fighting for anything???

I feel that when I was in high school and in college, I had all of these goals and dreams for myself. I had all of these ideals of what I was going to conquer. I was going to be an astronaut, or cure world hunger or something great like that. But really, what have I done? Have I made a difference??? What am I standing up for? What do I stand for? If someone has to say or write my eulogy, what would they say???

I guess in a way this post is related to my “Discovering Goals” post. Times change, perspectives change, circumstances change…but still are you making a difference???



So, being from Miami, you think I would be an expert at tanning at the beach. WRONG!!! I went to the beach on Sunday in Charlestown, Rhode Island. Beautiful New England beach, temperature was about 79 degrees, and it was sunny and windy. Very windy.

I put on a little bit of sun block but not that much. And I figured my legs really didn’t need any sun block at all. Ha!!!!!!!! Was I wrong…well, I had a great day. Didn’t go into the water because it was around 58 degrees or so, and being from Florida, well we just don’t do well in the cold water. I went home in the afternoon and suddenly I discovered what I had done. The word lobster comes to mind. Well, I’m like a burnt lobster. Pain you ask? Well, beyond belief is a good description. I think I woke up last night about 10 different times because the pain was so bad…but there is one thing that soothes…and that is aloe…lots of aloe…lots of aloe all over…


So the last time I wrote a poem was about 5 years ago or so. And for some reason I feel compelled to share the following…so here it goes…

I sit here and wonder
Why am I so invisible to you?
I scream and I scream
I pray and I pray
And no reply

If you were mine
I would cherish the day
If you were here
I would love you for a thousand days
I would love your forever

But, I sit here and wonder
alone and invisible
I cry and I cry
I die and I die
And no reply

If you were mine
I would cherish the day
If you were here
I would love you for a thousand days
I would love your forever

I sit here and think
I know I hurt you once
I apologize and I apologize
I beg and I beg
And your silence says it all


This morning on MSN (my homepage) I saw an article titled “Is it wrong to correct someone’s grammar?” And that just brought to mind some unpleasant memories from the past were my boss, at the time, used to correct my grammar all the time, and sometimes in public. This person actually finds entertainment value from public humiliation. So, with that in mind I decided to read the article.

In it the following quote stroke a cord with me: “Barry Leiba, a technical researcher at IBM and author of the delightful blog “Staring At Empty Pages,” said there are “exactly four” situations where it’s all right to correct someone’s grammar: (1) when you’re an English teacher correcting a student, (2) when you’re coaching a nonnative speaker who’s asked for help, (3) when someone else has asked for coaching, or (4) when someone puts the equivalent of a “kick me” sign on her back.”

Thinking back in time, I think point number four applied to me.

The article focuses mainly if the employee had to correct the boss’ grammar. But if we turn the situation around and it is the employee that is making the grammatical mistakes, what is the correct way of correcting????

In my humble opinion, class goes a long way. Class is not determined by how much money you have in the bank or how many people you are bossing around. It is something that you learn most probably when you were little. Everyone makes mistakes. That is just human nature. No one is perfect, not the president, not your boss, not anyone. So, if you do make a mistake and it is one that needs to be corrected—a talk in private goes a long way…

We no longer live in Ancient times where public displays were the norm. Wouldn’t you agree???


So one of my dearest friends asked me last night…”what are my goals for the remaining of the year???” It got me thinking. I wasn’t entirely too sure. But it is important to map out my strategy for the next 6 months if I want to advance or get ahead…so here are my top 10…

1. Study for the GMAT
2. Take the GMAT and ace it…
3. Start volunteering somewhere soon…..
4. Apply to Biz School
5. Work, work, work…and impress the superiorssssss…delight them w/ my performance…
6. Be less lazy….stop watching so much TV…
7. Do more research so I could start a non-profit…and start the non-profit…
8. Travel some more…hopefully Las Vegas, LA, Miami (a bunch of times), maybe Atl, San Francisco, Ecuador, Colombia and (crossing my fingers so it happens) Uganda…
9. Buy my mom a car
10. Get my dad’s estate deal solved…

So, what are your goals??? As I mentioned in some entries before, we get comfortable sometimes at this age. No one is after us telling us what to do or how to do things anymore. So rather than waste our wonderful precious time in front of the TV or aimlessly making pitiful excuses for our non-productivity…think and don’t lie to yourself…what are you going to accomplish before 2008 rolls in…you got days 191 and counting…


Felicitaciones Boca…los libertadores de america…

Boca, mi buen amigo esta campaña volveremos a estar contigo, te alentaremos de corazón esta es tu hinchada que te quiere ver campeón. No me importa lo que digan, lo que digan los demás, yo te sigo a todas partes, CADA VEZ TE QUIERO MAS!!!!


I am a huge Madonna fan. I mean huge!!! I purchased yesterday the latest issue of Vanity Fair. The issue was co-edited by Bono himself, and it is entirely on Africa. When I saw the article below, I was happy to see that one of my idols shares one of my passions. To help others in need, especially in Africa. Now what makes it remarkable, she admits in this article to a discovery. So read on, and discover Madonna’s Malawi

(Psss…I suggest you purchase this issue of Vanity Fair…is fantastic…).

Raising Malawi
Madonna lends a hand.
by Punch Hutton July 2007
Vanity Fair

Madonna has done her homework. And her fieldwork. She first visited Malawi in April 2006 after Victoria Keelan, a native Malawian businesswoman, reached out to her because of the work Madonna has done with Spirituality for Kids, a nonprofit organization which aids children in impoverished and devastated areas across the globe. Madonna recalls that Keelan advised, “Look, if you’re in the business of helping children, we have over a million orphans here in Malawi and the problem is insane. It’s an emergency. And they need your help.”

“I want to see girls with educations. I think women are the future of Africa,” says Madonna.

This past October, Madonna took her second trip to Malawi—one of the poorest countries in the world, with 42 percent of its citizens living on less than a dollar a day—and adopted her son David, almost two, who, at the time, was suffering from malaria and pneumonia. In this nation of about 13 million, one million are children who have lost at least one parent to aids.

Madonna was spurred to action. She met with medical anthropologist Dr. Paul Farmer, who has dedicated his life to raising the standard of health care for the world’s destitute, and had conversations with Dr. Jim Yong Kim, the director of the FXB Center for Health and Human Rights, at the Harvard School of Public Health. Through her Raising Malawi organization, she joined a team that began setting up Millennium Villages, which provide maize seed and fertilizer to households, build water and sanitation infrastructures, help start schools, and make medicine more accessible.

Currently, she is working with film director Nathan Rissman on a documentary which aims not only to heighten awareness and effect change in Africa but also to explore what goes on in the heads and hearts of orphaned children. “I’m making my own discoveries as I go,” she says. “You have those great moments of despair and inspiration simultaneously.”

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