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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title>Carrie &amp; Danielle's Blog - Latest Comments in Carrie &amp; Danielle's Blog</title><link>http://carrieanddanielle.disqus.com/</link><description></description><atom:link href="https://carrieanddanielle.disqus.com/carrie_danielles_blog_286/latest.rss" rel="self"></atom:link><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 00:43:59 -0000</lastBuildDate><item><title>Re: Carrie &amp; Danielle's Blog</title><link>http://blog.carrieanddanielle.com/post/34596455#comment-454500</link><description>&lt;p&gt;When I was a teacher, I was desperate to change the way the inner-city teenagers thought of themselves. So, I would choose a different student each day to be "it". Everyone in the room had to say one nice thing about him/her. The next day, it was someone else who got thirty compliments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's it. That's the thing that sounds too simple to be that profound. But they were different children when they left that class. Recently, I ran into a former student who said he didn't remember anything I'd taught him but he remembered how he felt when he left our class. I like to think I might have taught something after all. &lt;br&gt;-Karryn, Classic Lustre&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">Karryn</dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 00:43:59 -0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>