You know with all the acne, warts, fungas, and any other horrible skin things like that? You know most of the time it is on the mothers side. You see, for those kind of things, it's usually the mother to blame. The mothers have the worse gentics for this kind of stuff.
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Fresh Eyes

Today in chorus, my teacher was talking about taking a song that we knew very well and looking at it with a fresh pair of eyes. Singing it in a different way, looking at the words and the music differently. And while discussing this, he made an analogy that caught in my mind. He said something along the lines of: "You don't look at your parents the same way you did when you were six, because you've changed."

This is an idea that I suppose I already knew, almost by default, but a concept that I'd never truly thought about. People change because we change. We change and we see things differently, and those people become different to us.

Just a thought.
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Relating to Dede's post, I have something to share. I haven't learned it in school, though; this is from my readings on the net.
There's something called underdetermination; it springs from the fact that we will never know everything. You are never sure of anything, because there can always be a hidden information, a fact you know nothing about. For instance, "pigs don't fly" is a concept most sane humans agree on. But you're not sure: maybe a multi-millionaire interested in biology has discovered how to make them sprout wings and fly. Oh, you checked the newspaper this morning and if anything of the sort had taken place you'd have known? Well, what if he only perfected his first pig two hours ago and it is currently flying in an obscure deserted village in south Russia? Pigs could fly.
So how are we sure of anything? Well, our brain, fascinating machine that is, works out the probabilities! Your brain thinks like this: okay, I've never seen a flying pig (but maybe my eyes cheated me), neither has anyone I know, or know of (but maybe everyone's really good liars), so what's the possibility of flying pigs existing without anyone ever noticing? Close to zero.
So your mind works probabilities all the time... Your mind does math all the time! And that's why, 5 years ago, top biologists came up with the conclusion: every thought is a calculation.
Moral of the story: you can't be sure of anything everyone is good at math.
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Flying Pigs

Today I learned that pigs really can fly.

I'm in my Junior year of high school (we started two days ago), and my AP US History teacher demonstrated to our class how hard it is to get an accurate historical account of a situation, particularly if that situation sounds rather ludicrous. [I can already tell that this guy is an interesting teacher. He collects motion sickness bags from airlines, actually, and I noticed yesterday that he had a little plastic pig with fabric wings dangling over his desk by a string.]

I immediately chuckled when I saw the pig--heh, what a pip!--but was rather confused when he told us today that it really can fly. Most of my class stared at him in disbelief, wondering where the punchline was. We knew it had to have something to do trying to get an accurate historical account of a situation, but really, it was just a pig attached to a string.

Flying pigs are things of fantasy and bad jokes, right?

"What? A flying pig, Mr. Carnesecca? What do you mean?"

Mr. Carnesecca flipped a switch on the pig's side that had remained previously concealed due to the pig's resting position, and without hesitation, the pig's big fabric wings began to beat. My teacher grabbed the little pig and pushed it, and before any of us could blink, the pig was actually flying in a circle. Its battery-operated wings and its string (which was attached to the ceiling) allowed it fly in circles for well over two minutes.

Mr. Carnesecca merely smiled at us while we stared at it, some of us entirely missing the original point of the lesson.

It seems a silly thing to have to realize in your Junior year of high school, but I discovered that anything is possible if you set your imagination to it. I guess I really didn't realize it before. Something about seeing that little plastic pig beating its wings and circling around, swooping and looking for all the world like it was going to break free of the string and head for the window... It just struck me. How interesting, I thought, and how clever.

I don't know. Just sort of blew my mind. :)
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