Excerpt from "The Present Crisis"
By James Russell Lowell
From my grandmother's book simply titled, Favorite Poems

New occasions teach new duties; Time makes ancient good uncouth;
They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth;
Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires! we ourselves must Pilgrims be,
Launch our Mayflower, and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea,
Not attempt the Future's portal with the Past's blood-rusted key.

Correction: Can you tell I never taught math? Twice in the video I mention that 168 days remain in the school year. Of course, what I meant to say was "178 days"... but even that would have been wrong. Technically, on "day 3" there are 177 days remaining. Good thing no one's watching this yet. ; )

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