Woodstock. My Dad was there, not far from the stage. He heard it was supposed to be a "small festival" on a farm. So they drove across the country and woke up in the field. So swesome that he was a part of something so truly epic. My own flesh and blood. Peace & love!
I hung this poster on the front of my podium once when I was teaching 6th grade. I forgot it was there and the next morning, everybody was so nice and very quiet. I finally asked what was going on and they pointed to this poster!! LOL!!
Why? Think and reflect on this...open to a small group discussion. Ask the students to recall a time when they thought they would never be able to do something. What was it? Why did it seem impossible? Conclude with a written response.