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That was the day

I asked everyone I met,

Have you had a teenager?
Do you have advice for me?

And the woman in line

in the store told me,

You survive. And the cashier

said almost the same.

Sometimes we search

for what we want to know

in the strangest places.

At the gas station,

I hesitated to ask

the gruff old man

scraping paint, but

I asked my question again.

He looked at me

and shook his head,

you love ’em.

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What was the best advice you got as a teenager?

Question asked in the Positive Youth Development Training



Sitting in the old one-room schoolhouse

and trying to remember any piece of advice,

I come up blank, which makes me think brain scientists

are right: the prefrontal cortex had not yet kicked in.

Makes me think, why give a teen advice?

They won’t listen now. They won’t remember it later.


But then, clear as a clap, I am standing on stage

in my pedal pushers and my fake Izod shirt, and I hear

John Klug’s voice howl from the theater’s back row,

“I can’t means I won’t.” That is right before

he strides to the front of the stage, picks up the easel

and throws it into the empty audience,


where it lands in the training I attend thirty years later,

and I stare at it beside me, astonished he threw it,

but even more astonished at how simple it was,

the way he changed my life, how that afternoon

he guaranteed that every time I hear the phrase I can’t,

I see the chance to say instead, I can do it. I’ll try.

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They used to say,
Drink wine, and then
they said only red,
and then they said
none. They used
to say, Two eggs a day,
and then they said
don’t. And now
eggs are in vogue
again and next year,
you know they won’t.
Yes cholesterol,
no cholesterol. Yes
to wheat, no.
No to baby oil.
Yes to sunscreen, now
they say go bare.
There’s just one place
where all the theys
seem to agree:
drink water. Lots
of water.
I don’t know
who they are,
but take it
(or leave it)
from me.

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