Are you ready to be the next Hero? How are you represented on the Bell curve around the World?

Nobody really wakes up and say, “Today I am going to save the world!”
Bitten by a radioactive spider in the subway, Brooklyn teenager Miles Morales suddenly develops mysterious powers that transform him into the one and only Spider-Man. When he meets Peter Parker, he soon realizes that there are many others who share his special, high-flying talents. Miles must now use his newfound skills to battle the evil Kingpin, a hulking madman who can open portals to other universes and pull different versions of Spider-Man into our world.

Are you ready to be the next Hero? The Bell Curve around the World

Many of us are just too tired, stressed-out and ridiculously annoyed with various affairs in our life to add additional duties to our ever-expanding list of community goodwill. Lol!

Don’t get me wrong, I like to acknowledge people in our community who clearly are deserving of recognition, but I know many of them were not doing it for recognition in the first place, they were really just being who they inherently were created to be.

Many times, in life we might have committed to do something in our community and our commitment started with a “bang” but along the way we encountered obstacles like discouragement, rejection, suffered poor self-esteem, sickness, financial struggles or even spiritual warfare.

Renewal of Ezekiel’s Call as Watchman (Ezekiel Chapter 33: 1-20)

33 The word of the Lord came to me:

2 “Son of man, speak to your people and say to them: ‘When I bring the sword against a land, and the people of the land choose one of their men and make him their watchman,

3 and he sees the sword coming against the land and blows the trumpet to warn the people,

4 then if anyone hears the trumpet but does not heed the warning and the sword comes and takes their life, their blood will be on their own head.

5 Since they heard the sound of the trumpet but did not heed the warning, their blood will be on their own head. If they had heeded the warning, they would have saved themselves.

6 But if the watchman sees the sword coming and does not blow the trumpet to warn the people and the sword comes and takes someone’s life, that person’s life will be taken because of their sin, but I will hold the watchman accountable for their blood.’

7 “Son of man, I have made you a watchman for the people of Israel; so hear the word I speak and give them warning from me.

8 When I say to the wicked, ‘You wicked person, you will surely die,’ and you do not speak out to dissuade them from their ways, that wicked person will die for their sin, and I will hold you accountable for their blood.

9 But if you do warn the wicked person to turn from their ways and they do not do so, they will die for their sin, though you yourself will be saved.

10 “Son of man, say to the Israelites, ‘This is what you are saying: “Our offenses and sins weigh us down, and we are wasting away because of them. How then can we live?”

11 Say to them, ‘As surely as I live, declares the Sovereign Lord, I take no pleasure in the death of the wicked, but rather that they turn from their ways and live. Turn! Turn from your evil ways! Why will you die, people of Israel?’

12 “Therefore, son of man, say to your people, ‘If someone who is righteous disobeys, that person’s former righteousness will count for nothing. And if someone who is wicked repents, that person’s former wickedness will not bring condemnation. The righteous person who sins will not be allowed to live even though they were formerly righteous.’

13 If I tell a righteous person that they will surely live, but then they trust in their righteousness and do evil, none of the righteous things that person has done will be remembered; they will die for the evil they have done.

14 And if I say to a wicked person, ‘You will surely die,’ but they then turn away from their sin and do what is just and right—

15 if they give back what they took in pledge for a loan, return what they have stolen, follow the decrees that give life, and do no evil—that person will surely live; they will not die.

16 None of the sins that person has committed will be remembered against them. They have done what is just and right; they will surely live.

17 “Yet your people say, ‘The way of the Lord is not just.’ But it is their way that is not just.

18 If a righteous person turns from their righteousness and does evil, they will die for it.

19 And if a wicked person turns away from their wickedness and does what is just and right, they will live by doing so.

20 Yet you Israelites say, ‘The way of the Lord is not just.’ But I will judge each of you according to your own ways.”

The Holy Bible
Spider-Gwen (Hailee Steinfeld) in Sony Pictures Animation’s SPIDER-MAN: INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE.

But how many of you know that with the Holy Spirit you can make it?

I have learnt that unclean spirits, without exception and regardless of their names or where they act, are all agents of death.

But how can you distinguish between the Spirit of God and the spirits of the devil if many of them talk about love, light and good works?

Gwen Spider

Are you ready to be the next Hero?

Here is one clue:

• Demonic spirits always cause problems that deprive people of any joy, especially on special occasions. In fact, they never allow their followers to have peace. The Holy Spirit, however, is peace. He rejoices when we are happy. It is written,

“For the joy of the Lord is my strength” Nehemiah 8:10

The Holy Bible

We must learn how to bind the strong man in our lives.

Jesus gave us his authority over the devil and his evil cohorts, yet I have learnt that we must be motivated to use it if we want to see results.

Let us consider what Jesus taught his followers:

In the book of Matthew Chapter 16:19, it says, “I will give you the keys of the kingdom of heaven; whatever you bind on earth will be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth will be loosed in heaven.”

To bind evil spirits means to restrain them by addressing them directly and forbidding them to continue their destructive activity.

Through the power of the Holy Spirit, our words will weaken or remove the person from the enemy’s bondage and in prayer we then ask the Holy Spirit to minister to his or her needs.

Our prayers should then be directed to God, and our warfare at the enemy.

According to the authors, Quin Sherrer & Ruthanne Garlock of A Woman’s Guide to Spiritual Warfare, this tactic of binding evil spirits is especially effective when praying in agreement with a prayer partner.

Are you ready to be the next Hero?

The following is a hypothetical story to illustrate how we can become more effective in our everyday life:

Cadia is a spiritual warrior who’s learned to use this important tactic. One day she went to visit her twenty-year-old daughter Lisa, who had gone away to college. Not finding her at her designated residence, she went on in.

Appalled at the mess she found, she began to clean the apartment-straightening, dusting, sweeping, and scrubbing. She even cooked a meal, then washed all the dirty clothes lying around.

She knew her daughter was still adjusting to college life, but she was shock that her normally tidy and preppy daughter would have allowed her apartment to be reduced to such a deplorable state.

While putting things in order, Cadia found a bundle of torn and bloody undergarments amongst a small bag of “unknown substance” beside a used syringe and a small hand gun. It had one bullet in it.

At that moment, Cadia knew her daughter’s intent was to shoot herself and based on the evidence, the reason was obvious.

As a mother in the natural, she was devastated, but as a prayer warrior in the spirit, she was furious!

At that very moment, Cadia began to do serious spiritual battle for her daughter’s life.

She said,

“Thank you, Lord, for giving us authority to use your name to set captives free. I plead the blood of Jesus over Lisa, and ask you to protect her life.

I come against the strong man of rejection operating against my daughter, and bind your power over my daughter in Jesus’ name.

I come against the spirit of suicide, you will not have my daughter.

I come against the spirit of deception and psychosis, you will not have my daughter.

I bind all spirits of rejection, madness, hate, anger, murder, and suicide, in Jesus’ name.

I bind all unclean spirits associated with drug abuse, rape and chaos, and cut Lisa loose from past hurts and from unhealthy relationships.

I command the spirits that are binding and controlling her to release her, in Jesus’ name.

Lord, let your peace permeate her apartment. Show Lisa how much you love her and desire to set her free from the bondage of the enemy.

Thank you, Lord, for protecting her life and drawing her into fellowship with you in Jesus’ name.


Cadia then began singing and filling the apartment with praises to the Lord as she continued to cook and clean.

Before leaving that day, she left a note:

“Lisa- I did this today because I love you. No strings attached. Mom”.

A few weeks went by before Lisa decided to visit her mom in person and upon arrival her mother noticed she had lost weight and seemed nervous.

But Cadia did not judge or harass her daughter because she knew if she had not prayed for her daughter’s deliverance and shown unconditional love, her daughter might not have been alive today.

Perhaps one day her daughter will find the courage to share her story and seek professional help.

For now, she was glad Lisa had come home for the holidays. Cadia also knew she was greatly missed by her friends in the community and at church.

Many people go to church just for the service- the feast, or ceremony- and some go to meet with God.

Some go only for the lavish worship while some truly worship by the Spirit of God.

Some people go to church because they like the pastor’s eloquent and obviously gifted way with words, while some people truly need to hear from God.

I have learnt that sometimes God remains silent and withholds communication in order for Him to receive the glory once a promise has been fulfilled.

Have you heard of prophetic jealousy?

It’s similar to professional jealously and I believe it exist among those who have a reputation for being gifted with a word of knowledge, or prophecy.

I strongly believe that people who are known for their prophetic gift sometimes are placed under pressure to perform and maybe also pressured to deliver ‘a word from the Lord’.

After-all the people expect it!

Then after a while their followers or the people in the congregation take it for granted and if someone other than their leader has a word that doesn’t include them – or confirm them- they are often ungracious or downright hateful.

Many may say, “It can’t be from God, or I would know”.

God was powerfully at work in Jerusalem and Jesus was the center of it all.

Not even his own parents- or those who knew him best- were aware of what was happening.

Hear me when I say, God can use you yesterday, but remain silent today.

He can use me today, but speak through someone else tomorrow.

It may be someone everybody has heard of- but don’t particularly like or even someone who no one has heard.

Why? God is sovereign.

Being used by God does not require any of the following:

Ed.D. – (Doctor of Education), Th.D. (Doctor of Theology), Ph.D. (Doctor of Philosophy), LL.D. (Doctor of Laws) or any other sophisticated titles we all have sacrificed to attain.

See my previous article: Are you wasting your time? (The Age Clock Concept: In Time with your Lifespan)

I believe it’s important to have a purpose in life and as soon as you have figured it out-get moving!

The Bell Curve

The Bell Curve, Richard J. Herrnstein and Charles Murray

The Bell Curve: Intelligence and Class Structure in American Life is a 1994 book by psychologist Richard J. Herrnstein and political scientist Charles Murray, in which the authors argue that human intelligence is substantially influenced by both inherited and environmental factors and that it is a better predictor of many personal dynamics, including financial income, job performance, birth out of wedlock, and involvement in crime than are an individual’s parental socioeconomic status. They also argue that those with high intelligence, the “cognitive elite”, are becoming separated from those of average and below-average intelligence. The book was controversial, especially where the authors wrote about racial differences in intelligence and discussed the implications of those differences.

According to my recent studies, the normal curve, also known as THE BELL CURVE because of its unique shape, is said to be shaped like a bell and is often the way in which certain characteristics such as intelligence, weight or height may be represented in the population.

The highest point on the curve typically represents the average score in any distribution.

Now distributions aren’t always normal in shape, just like people! Lol!

Some distributions are described as skewed. This occurs when the distribution is not even on both sides of a central score with the highest frequency.

Instead some scores are concentrated toward one side of the distribution.

For example, we might observe a study of people’s water drinking habits and it eventually reveals that most people drink between 4 and 8 16oz bottles of water daily, with no one drinking more than 8 bottles.

So, you may be asking, how does the above information tie into my message?

Well, if we were to start sieving through an enormous pile of professional profiles of people in our community who have been nominated for awards on Heroes day next year, one of the requirements should be- how have they used their intelligence to make a difference in their community.

Cayman Islands

The Cayman Islands

National Heroes Day is a public holiday celebrated in the Cayman Islands on the fourth Monday in January.

Unlike other National Heroes Days in the Caribbean, the same people aren’t always celebrated on this day each year.

Instead, a committee comprised of public and private sector representatives meet to choose the theme for the following year’s holiday.

Different award categories are then established and the public is then allowed to nominate suitable individuals.

The National Heroes Day committee is then entrusted with the awesome but serious responsibility of deciding on all who are deserving recipients of the awards. Cool!

The theme chosen for 2018 was sports, with members of the public being invited to nominate people in the community who had made outstanding contributions to sports in the Cayman Islands.

The theme chosen for 2017 was Tourism, honoring the important role that the business sector plays in the economy of the Cayman Islands, and the 2016 theme was agriculture with over 300 people being honored for their contribution to farming in the Cayman Islands.

National Heroes Day has been a public holiday in the Cayman Islands since 2003.


Jamaica Flag
Are you ready to be the next Hero?

Every third Monday of October is National Heroes Day in Jamaica. This public holiday is dedicated to the memory of Jamaica’s seven official national heroes.

Next year Monday, it will be on the 21st October 2019.

On National Heroes Day, six heroes and one heroine will still be remembered for their heroic deeds that led to greater freedom and economic growth and prosperity for their homeland.

For example, Alexander Bustmante was Jamaica’s first prime minister. Three other heroes were hanged after leading revolts against oppression and “social injustice”. And heroine “Nanny of the Maroons” led a group in resistance and raids against the British colonialists. Wow!

See the following link for more information:

However, that was then, this is now.

Modern day heroes will also be recognized and given awards on National Heroes Day 2019.

This is in accord with Jamaica’s government-run “honors system” that is meant to encourage all noble and heroic deeds in its citizenry. Cool!

There will also be many special, festive events on National Heroes Day, including musical performances, dancing, cricket and soccer matches, art and craft exhibits, agricultural shows, and more.

Oh, the excitement of it all!


Rwanda Flag
Are you ready to be the next Hero?

Guess what else is happening around the world?

Every 1st February is National Heroes Day in Rwanda and it is a day selected to remember numerous officially designated national heroes who lost their lives in the cause of their country.

Rwanda’s previous flag was a red-yellow-green tricolor with a large black letter “R” (to distinguish it from the otherwise identical Flag of Guinea). Derived from the flag of Ethiopia, the colors green, yellow, and red represented peace; the nation’s hope for its development; and the people.

What does the Rwandan flag mean?

Now the green is symbolic of the country’s prosperity, the yellow is symbolic of potential and real economic development, and the blue is symbolic of happiness and peace. The sun and its rays are said to represent enlightenment. Awesome!

I have learnt that Rwanda is a country with a diverse culture and rich heritage. The Rwandan cuisine is famous all-over East Africa, with its signature East African dish – Ugali and vegetables. Yum-Yum in my tummy!

How wealthy is Rwanda?

Rwanda is reported to have the 35th-highest Gross Domestic Product (GDP) at Purchasing Power Parity (PPP) among African countries (20.32 million International dollars).

The top 10 African countries by GDP (PPP) are: Africa, Nigeria, Egypt, South Africa, Algeria, Morocco, Angola, Sudan, Ethiopia, Tanzania. Wow!


According to Encyclopedia Britannica, the flag of France (French: Drapeau français) is a tricolor flag featuring three vertical bands coloured blue (hoist side), white, and red.

It is known to English speakers as the French Tricolour or simply the Tricolour (French: Tricolore).

The Tricolour has become one of the most influential flags in history, with its three-colour scheme being copied by many other nations, both in Europe and the rest of the world.

The royal government used many flags, the best known being a blue shield and gold fleur-de-lis (the Royal Arms of France) on a white background, or state flag. Early in the French Revolution, the Paris militia, which played a prominent role in the storming of the Bastille, wore a cockade of blue and red, the city’s traditional colours.

According to French general Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette, white was the “ancient French colour” and was added to the militia cockade to create a tricolour, or national, cockade.

This cockade became part of the uniform of the National Guard, which succeeded the militia and was commanded by Lafayette.

The colours and design of the cockade are the basis of the Tricolour flag, adopted in 1790. The only difference was that the 1790 flag’s colours were reversed. A modified design by Jacques-Louis David was adopted in 1794.

The royal white flag was used during the Bourbon restoration from 1815 to 1830; the tricolour was brought back after the July Revolution and has been used ever since 1830.

The Brandenburg Gate in Berlin

The Brandenburg Gate in Berlin was one of many world landmarks illuminated in the French flag colors after the November 2015 Paris attacks.

Hundred Years of War

During the Hundred Years’ War, England was recognized by a red cross, Burgundy, a red saltire, and France, a white cross.

This cross could figure either on a blue or a red field. The blue field eventually became the common standard for French armies. The French regiments were later assigned the white cross as standard, with their proper colours in the cantons.

The French flag of a white cross on a blue field is still seen on some flags derived from it, such as those of Quebec and Martinique.

The flag of Joan of Arc during the Hundred Years’ War is described in her own words,

“I had a banner of which the field was sprinkled with lilies; the world was painted there, with an angel at each side; it was white of the white cloth called ‘boccassin’; there was written above it, I believe, ‘JHESUS MARIA’; it was fringed with silk.”

Joan of Arc

Joan’s standard led to the prominent use of white on later French flags.

From the accession of the Bourbons to the throne of France, the green ensign of the navy became a plain white flag, the symbol of purity and royal authority. The merchant navy was assigned “the old flag of the nation of France”, the white cross on a blue field.

The Panthéon

The Panthéon is a building in the Latin Quarter in Paris, France. It was originally built as a church dedicated to St. Genevieve and to house the reliquary châsse containing her relics but, after many changes, now functions as a secular mausoleum containing the remains of distinguished French citizens.

The Panthéon

The Panthéon houses the ashes of Les Grands Hommes de la Nation. Illustrious French citizens from all walks of life – politicians, writers, defenders of the nation – are buried here upon approval by the French president.

In 1885, when the ashes of Victor Hugo were brought there in honor of that great man after the national outpouring of emotion caused by his death, the Pantheon became the final resting place of those who have become known as Les Grands Hommes (The Great Men).

The Panthéon is also home, in its immense entrance hall, to Foucault’s pendulum, named after a French physicist, designed to demonstrate the Earth’s rotation in relation to a frame of reference by Galileo. Cool!

72 illustrious personalities reside there today:

Among them:

– Jean Jaurès (1859-1914), the father of French socialism, assassinated in 1914.
– Emile Zola (1840-1902), an important writer and journalist.
– Jean Moulin (1841-1941), a hero of the French Resistance during the Second World War.
– André Malraux (1901-1976), writer and minister for Culture, whose ashes were brought there in 1996.
– Alexandre Dumas (1802-1870), an important popular writer, whose ashes were brought there in 2002.
– Jean Monnet (1888-1979), a politician who worked to create the European Community in the wake of World War II.
– René Cassin (1887-1976), the spiritual father and principal author of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights adopted by the UN in 1948.
– Pierre (1859-1906) and Marie (1867-1934) Curie, Nobel prizewinners for physics for their work with radium.

What was the Pantheon used for?

Roman Pantheon. The Roman Pantheon is the most preserved and influential building of ancient Rome. It is a Roman temple dedicated to all the gods of pagan Rome. As the brick stamps on the side of the building reveal it was built and dedicated between A.D 118 and 125.

What is the pantheon made of?

The Pantheon that Hadrian created is a circular temple made of concrete faced with brick, with a Greek-style façade and a magnificent dome rising from its walls. The most striking feature of the building is the 27-foot circular hole (the oculus, or eye) atop the dome.

What does the pantheon symbolize?

The Pantheon is still discussed today as a building clouded in mystery. The original purpose of the building is unknown. Although the temple is dedicated to all Greek gods the scale and size of the temple emphasized power and Roman duty. There is also celestial symbolism present in the temple.

What does the pantheon say above?

Above the entrance, carved in stone, are the words M. AGRIPPA L. F. COS. TERTIUM FECIT which is translated, “Marcus Agrippa, son of Lucius, in his third consulate, made it.” This basically says that “Agrippa built the Pantheon.”

Here is some history that I was pleased to locate:

In 1744, Louis XV decreed the building of a prestigious basilica in honor of Sainte-Geneviève to whom he attributed his healing after a serious illness.

The architect Soufflot was awarded the project in 1755. This project was also part of the political will of Louis XV. The basilica had to rival that of Saint Peter’s in Rome and above all re-establish the prestige of a divided church.

Soufflot placed the basilica in a monumental square in the very heart of the area of religious contestation, where the Jansenists officiated at Saint-Médard.

The architecture of the basilica is a sign of the architectural renewal and experimental research that was prevalent at the time and during the centuries of the Enlightenment.

Indeed, the ornamental vocabulary and the central plan in the shape of a Greek cross were inspired by ancient Greek architecture, the lightness of the structure of the vault is evocative of gothic art and the dome speaks of the Renaissance. The light entered through forty-five tall windows.

During the Revolution: the basilca become the Panthéon National.

In 1791, the basilica became the Panthéon National to house the ashes of the nation’s great men: Voltaire in 1791, Jean-Jacques Rousseau in 1794, great men from the century of Enlightenment whose writing contributed to the changes wrought by the Revolution.

The high windows were also sealed to emphasize its role as a tomb. Very interesting.

When all is said and done, I like learning and I like sharing what I have learnt.

I only hope and pray that the above information may prove useful to someone considering an exciting role as another one of our nation’s heroes!

Are you ready to be the next Hero?

God Bless!

Cayman Islands Chamber of Commerce

Performances of Understanding-Where do you call home? (Are you an Asset or a Liability?)

The presence of people originating from other cultures, faiths and backgrounds has technically become what I would constitute as performances of understanding.

Understanding is definitely required to live within this beautiful country and has become “one of” if not “the most” central pillars or main feature of the Cayman Islands, which many people now call home.

Cayman Islands Chamber of Commerce

Cayman Islands Chamber of Commerce

It has essentially created the very essence of who the Caymanian people will become in the very near future.

As our children continue to grow and flourish, we need to ask ourselves these questions:

• How can we as a multicultural society respond to diversity. See my previous article: Hello World! Are you there? The importance of communication in a Multicultural World

• How can we as a nation, known famously for our kindness, discuss and counteract issues of discrimination and biases in relation to gender, ethnicity and class?

• How can we as older students, teachers, politicians, preachers and every other kind of leader or world-changer facilitate the needs of our vulnerable young men and women and elevate their academic performances irrespective of their class, ethnicity or gender?

• How can we as a community become champions in this great cause, known simply as “Education”, when we consider each of our school’s policies and classroom procedures?

The Yello Cayman Team has true visionaries, who see the next Premier of the Cayman Islands in 2050, as one of the many gifted and talented children sitting in our classrooms today and I agree!

With that in mind, you will notice that they have taken pride in celebrating education in their 2018 directory. Perhaps, some of the questions I stated previously can be found within their pages as they have meticulously tried to define what it means to be a teacher.

I also noticed that they have painstakingly ensured that they have showcased all youth associations and businesses who are generously investing in education and even reported a few personal interviews to widen their sphere of influence.

Yes, I can truly say they are a testament to the furtherance of education and providing useful and effective information for the community’s enhancement.

However, they can’t do it alone and they should not be the only corporation vigorously trying to create a better, brighter and more robust future for the children of the Cayman Islands and by extension all the children around the world.

I have come to realize that in order to promote and create equity ($$$) in an educational context and provide dividends; teachers need to ‘understand’ how their students learn and how this is affected by their physical, intellectual, linguistic, social, cultural and emotional development.

Source: Department for Education and Skills (DfES), Research Publications or online at: (accessed 9 September 2004).
The research section of the DfES website also hosts a wealth of information that will help you to consider student diversity. The Youth Cohort Study (DfEE 1999c), can be accessed through the lists of selected keywords and offers longitudinal data collected over a number of years.

Biblical examples of Performances of Understanding

Also, most recently I located verses in the bible which once again, demonstrates the importance of understanding from a biblical perspective:

1 Corinthians 14:13

13  For this reason the one who speaks in a tongue should pray that they may interpret what they say.

14  For if I pray in a tongue, my spirit prays, but my mind is unfruitful.

15  So what shall I do? I will pray with my spirit, but I will also pray with my understanding; I will sing with my spirit, but I will also sing with my understanding.

16  Otherwise when you are praising God in the Spirit, how can someone else, who is now put in the position of an inquirer, say “Amen” to your thanksgiving, since they do not know what you are saying?

17  You are giving thanks well enough, but no one else is edified.

18  I thank God that I speak in tongues more than all of you.

19  But in the church, I would rather speak five intelligible words to instruct others than ten thousand words in a tongue.

20  Brothers and sisters, stop thinking like children. In regard to evil be infants, but in your thinking be adults.

21  In the Law it is written:

“With other tongues and through the lips of foreigners I will speak to this people, but even then, they will not listen to me, says the Lord.”

22  Tongues, then, are a sign, not for believers but for unbelievers; prophecy, however, is not for unbelievers but for believers.

23  So if the whole church comes together and everyone speaks in tongues, and inquirers or unbelievers come in, will they not say that you are out of your mind?

24  But if an unbeliever or an inquirer comes in while everyone is prophesying, they are convicted of sin and are brought under judgement by all,

25  as the secrets of their hearts are laid bare. So, they will fall down and worship God, exclaiming, “God is really among you!”

Wow, I love my bible! There is always something useful and practical for everyday living.

So, as I continue my exciting quest of providing, what I hope is being considered useful information to the world, I must confess that it is obviously evident that within our everyday life what we encounter as adults is essentially what was taught to us in school.

See my previous article: Night School/ Day School – The Power of AAA Dow Jones Performances: Aptitude, Ability and Ambition

Night School

Night School

Think about it!

Undeniably, when we look at what students are learning today in statistics, mathematics, psychology, literature, history, science, art, music etc.

It can all be applied and perhaps already is instinctively applied to everyday living.

See my previous article of The Intelligent Person which also adds more perspective.

According to Howard Gardner, John H. and Elisabeth A. Hobbs Professor in Cognition and Education at the Harvard Graduate School of Education, this is what makes someone a credible candidate for understanding in several disciplines:

• A student of physics should be able to explain the actions of objects and phenomena that they encounter in their everyday world, as well as do demonstrations staged for various purposes within the physics laboratory.

Nuclear Formula

Nuclear Formula

o Such performance may include correctly employing a formula that explains the relation between two variables etc.

• A student of mathematics should be able to measure relevant quantities in their lives, make plausible investments for the short term and the long term and also understand the principles of mortgages and insurance.

o Such performances may include a student opening a savings account and monitoring the fees applied or interest applied based on the activity of the account over a period of time.

I strongly believe we should start teaching our kids about money. ​

I was doing my usual reading of The Journal and an article by Alessandro Sax also stated that we should start young. ​ He said that with most skills, the earlier in life you are taught the more it becomes second nature.

A child’s foundation of money begins to develop as early as three years old, with studies suggesting that kids’ money habits are already formed by age seven. Knowing this, he believes that parents should take advantage of the everyday teachable money moments. ​

There’s more information on this particular subject at:

• A student of history should be able to read a daily newspaper or weekly newsmagazine and draw on relevant historical principles both to explain what is happening and to make plausible predictions about what is likely to happen next.

o Such performances may include a student being able to explain Caymanian history to someone ignorant of the sweet old days and illustrate the comparison between then and now.

• A student of literature and the arts should be able to create at least simple works in relevant genres, understand and appreciate the qualities of works from their own cultures and others, and relate these works to their own lives and concerns.

o Such performances may include a student creating a Jamaican song along with the relevant dance moves, or a painting illustrating the rich cultural landscape of South Africa

• A student of Innovation or Creativity should be able solve problems, create products or raise issues in a domain that is initially novel but is eventually accepted in one or more cultural setting.


Performances of Understanding, Managing Innovation

Managing Innovation

Night School

Night School

o Such performances may include a student knowing the basics of creating a website like the following: or

o Creating standard blogs like the following: and

o Creative artwork for a charitable cause.

Handmade with Love, Performances of Understanding

Handmade with Love

Cayman Islands Cancer Society

Cayman Islands Cancer Society

Handmade with Love

Handmade with Love

Handmade with Love

Handmade with Love

See follow link:

These are just a few examples products that can be created while displaying creativity and skill all at the same time.

He further goes to suggest that it is clear that understandings can be apprehended and appreciated only if the are performed by a student.

David Olson of the University of Toronto has also emphasized the importance of mastering different mediums (i.e. computers and all the different types of technology and tools used for communication) or symbol systems (like written or graphic materials).

He believes and I also strongly believe that being able to master the use of such instruments is a skill in and of itself.

Psychologist Gavriel Salomon and Roy Pea, both experts on technology and education, have also noted that the vast extent to which a person may illustrate intelligence or as my main theme implies, ‘performances of understanding’ has a lot to do with the instruments or technology applied.

Simply by the use of or having access to a rang of resources like pencils, papers, libraries, newspapers, radios, television, computer networks etc., a person is better able to distribute their thoughts rather than have it concentrated in their head.

I was pleased to read in the Cayman Compass that the Cayman Islands Chamber of Commerce ( President Paul Byles will continue to push for bridging the gap between the classroom and the workplace.

He stressed that the chamber would be working to make students more aware of the vocational and technical trade opportunities available in Cayman.

I can honestly say that I have been aware of the Chamber Career Expo, the most recent Careers Guide 2018 booklet and the Chamber of Commerce Professional Development & Training Centre.

I was also genuinely pleased to hear about wonderful progress being made at the Cayman Islands Further Education Centre (CIFEC).

Cayman Islands Further Education Centre



Yello 2018 Cover Design

CIFEC Art & Design student Shanique Frater was the proud winner of the YELLO 2018 cover design!

It should be noted that this school is not just a school for students to have the opportunity to re-sit certain external exams which they may not have passed.

This school offers so much more!

The Cayman Islands Further Education Centre offers a variety of certificate and diploma programs, in such areas as art and design, media, health, beauty therapy, hospitality, motor vehicle repair, child care and development and also business.

It also offers work-readiness training. Perfect for my “Performances of Understanding Theory!”

We need to continue to think of ways to strengthen apprenticeship learning and engaging students in all types of projects and educational environments from home to school to the workplace and beyond!


Her was Alessandra. Nobody knew her last name because no one ever cared to ask. She was 22 when I met her, or should I say… rescued her. Now wait a minute before you offer praise for my kind deed, for many a soul has this young girl encountered yet was never even offered a crumb from the master’s table. So I did what so many other’s had a chance to do, but never cared enough to. She deserved it long ago; to be saved from a life of undeserved terror, neglect and disdain.

It was a cold and rainy Fall evening on the winding mountain passes of Santa Cruz California. The landscape was a beauty to behold and if you have never visited Northern California, then add it to your bucket list. I admired and respected the majestic quality of this place as I hoped others did. Picturesque views like that of a postcard in a land of permanent vacations.

My name is Lucas Heston and I am a 45 year old business man from Duluth Minnesota. I am divorced 3 years and I am married to my work. But I am not important here, Alessandra is. This story is about her; a story that is out of the ordinary. I hope I can tell it in a way that changes you, because it changed me. I hope in some way it changes you.

It was 5:00pm Friday and I had just finished up at the convention, my employer having sent me there to sharpen my trade skills, goal… making him more money. Hey, it was the nature of the beast I thought. This was my fifth time here in Santa Cruz. I loved it here and I always made my way to the boardwalk every time I visited and I always had a great time. Eclectic cuisine and colorful people that had some of the best weed in the Nation. It seemed as if everyone here was in a non-stop comedy where laughter and smiles where the status-quo. Panhandlers even begged with a smile and a nice gesture. Maybe they were onto something here.

I made my way through the droves of California dreamers and I could see how once you were here, it was hard to leave. I rented a bike and cruised the boardwalk in the bike lane slowly. Off in the distance I could see some ominous clouds forming offshore. Surfers paid no mind to the impending threat and surfed onward. I rode up the mountain road taking in all the scenery, enjoying the sense of freedom I felt. I breathed in the fresh air, a breeze that was seasoned with a hint of salt from the Pacific Ocean. I Always loved to hear the ocean off in the distance when I rode here and the familiar flavor of the air comforted me. I seemed to miss these small nuances even more every time I left.

My hotel was a frogs jump from the convention center and I had mentioned to Malcolm at the bike rental shop that if I didn’t return before closing time that I would just pay double and bring the bike back before I departed. It started to sprinkle a little and I felt an urgency to make it to the hotel before it got any worse. I pedaled hard and fast swerving through twists and turns like a ballerina in rhythm. The clouds were now overhead and the darkness they brought was eerily somber, mingled with a touch of uncertainty. A feeling of anxiety washed over me like warm molasses on a scoop of ice cream, encompassing me. I shivered.

Up in the distance I noticed off in a shallow washout what looked like a body. I squeezed the brakes on the rental bike and it let out a low whine as the pads met the aluminum wheel and water before stopping me completely. I got off the bike and hurried down the embankment, the shape now becoming more identifiable the closer I got. It was a female, her hair a disheveled mess of neglect. The rain came down in sheet-bursts. The landscape down this ravine was fast becoming a muddy mess. I slid down, half falling with purpose.

“Madam!” I said anxiously. “Madam are you okay!?”

I slid in next to her and I could tell she was alive, her whimpers giving it away. There were some scratches on her face and her arms had some bruising on them.

“Let me call 911 for you…you need help!” I said felling dutiful.

I reached into the small pack on my waist for my phone, the rain now only drizzling lightly.

“NO!” She yelped suddenly, grabbing my wrist.

“Let me help you! What are you doing in this ditch like this!?” I asked with sincerity.

“Just help me get out of here sir…PLEASE!” She replied skeptically.

I helped her up and made it back topside on the bridge. She walked with a slight limp and I offered her my arm for support. We walked in silence and I could see my hotel about a quarter mile past the bridge. I walked the rental bike in one arm and a strange woman in the other. Darkness had crept in by the time we made it to the hotel and the rain was now a fine mist, more like ocean spray.

“Are you hurt?” I asked as we sat on a bench that overlooked the beach-front.

“I am ok.” She replied, wiping the rain and the tears away with her hands.

“Why were you laying off the side of the road back there?” I said, perplexed.

“Do you have somewhere I can wash up?” She asked ignoring my question.

“Yes…certainly.” I answered and then said, ” My name is Lucas…and you are!?”

“Alessandra.” She answered coyly.

“Nice to meet you Alessandra.” I said with an air of uncertainty.

“Thank you for helping me sir.” She said reaching her hand out.

All I remember from this point on is Alessandra’s hand reaching up and covering my eyes. I could see her laying on a bed, my viewpoint as if I was watching from above, unable to move or speak. It was Alessandra, but younger, I would guess around 13. I saw a man come into her room and approach her. The only light in the room shone through a gap in the curtain was from a distant street lamp outside. Alessandra lay still, riveted by the fear her perpetrator brought with him. I watched in horror as he raped her, his moans of pleasure masking the cries of pain, innocence stolen, lost forever. I wanted to scream out in protest but I was paralyzed by a force I could not explain. I didn’t want to watch anymore and when I could’nt stand another second I was transported to another place in time.

Alessandra was a little older now perhaps 15 I guessed. She sat at a table as a haggard woman cooked eggs in a frying pan. Alessandra’s hands were bound together in front of her and her ankles were fastened to the legs of the chair crudely. The woman cooking would stop cooking periodically long enough to punch and slap her, screaming vulgarities an inch from her ear. She force fed her, stabbing her gums with a fork as she crammed eggs into her mouth. I wanted to scream out but my wanton desire was met with silence. I wondered what evil lived in the hearts of people capable of such things.

A series of visions and dream like scenarios played out before my minds eye. More rapes, beatings and forced drug use. I saw a room full of people getting drunk and high. A big black man used his gun to pistol whip Alessandra for everyone’s entertainment. They pushed her outside at one point and she eventually crawled under the porch to sleep, laying there broken and shamed, her only crime…being born.

Assault after assault, vision after vision the journey went on. Alessandra, from what I could tell, only knew pain and torment. Everyone seemed to use her, inflicting untold evil upon her at every turn. I saw flashes of her life, group homes, foster holmes, a baby abandoned at a fire station which I assumed was how her life of neglect began. I couldn’t understand how so many people could do such things to another human being, but right before my eyes her story unfolded.

My soul wept with Alessandra. Her tears were my tears now and I wanted to make all her fears go away, to fade into the arms of love and acceptance. She looked at me subconsciously, brutality the new normal for her. I watched in horror as so many capable souls ignored her cries for help. They saw her suffering and remained silent, her pain the entertainment for the wicked. She suffered unjustly, being treated like the trash in a human landfill… Depravity personified.

The tide of my visions changed. In a line, I could see all the people who had ever hurt Alessandra. Her rapist met his fate by going insane. He sat on the end of a soiled couch tormented by constant visions of torture and schizophrenic episodes. I watched as he stabbed himself in his jugular vein and bled out. He screamed that the devil and his demons were dragging him to hell as he breathed his last.

I saw the foster mom who beat Alessandra and tied her up being burned with cigarettes in a woman’s prison. She was being tortured and beat in a similar fashion as she inflicted upon Alessandra and I felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction as I heard her screams for help fall upon deaf ears.

I saw the pistol whipping black man in a room full of mexicans and what I surmised from the vision, he was captured by the cartel. They beat him savagely. They yanked his teeth out of his head one by one. They snipped the digits off his hands one by one and when the pain became to much for him to bare, they would hit him with a stun gun to jolt him awake. They eventually poured gasoline on him and burned him alive.

I saw some of the people that were spectators in the life of Alessandra’s creep show, seeing the injustices and turning a blind eye. Some where going through divorces, foreclosures and legal problems. Some had become victims of rape and domestic violence themselves. Some committed suicide while other’s battled cancer or other forms of life threatening diseases. I could not help but feel that what needed to come full circle, did on these people. It was satisfying to know that some form of justice met evil at the crossroad of fate and karma.

As quick as these visions formed, they dissipated into the grey matter of my minds eye. I now found myself looking at a familiar scene. It was me running down the soggy embankment towards a motionless body. It played out just as I had lived it, except in my vision, there was a multitude of human-like silhouettes on the horizon; body-like images traced with a light of an inexplicable hue. It was other-worldly. It was as if there was a stadium of angelic spectators watching me..seeing if I would do the right thing. I did and the lights, the aura on the horizon seemed to celebrate, their hues and shifting light swirling and mingling in harmony.

I awoke startled, Alessandra’s hand slowly lifting from my eyes. She wasn’t the same person I remembered. There were no scratches or bruises on her face and arms. There was no mud on her clothes, no, matter of fact, she stood before me in pure white, her beauty to behold! She shone with white brilliance only with subtle hues and arrangements of the perfect light. She didn’t say a word to me, she just smiled as if my kindness restored her faith in humanity. I felt anxious as uncertainty washed over me, my mind racing.

The TV in the hotel room suddenly turned on. I turned to look and was shocked to see law enforcement pulling a body out of the ravine where I rescued Alessandra.

“But…” I turned towards Alessandra but she was gone. Vanished!

I finished watching the news of the girl found murdered and I knew it was Alessandra. They didn’t know who she was at this point, but I did. If I would have been a little earlier, perhaps I could have saved her. I wasn’t though. A life of misery that ended in tragedy. It wasn’t fair I thought. Justice in the next life I suppose.

I reflected on my encounter with Alessandra and I tried to make sense of it all. Did it really even happen, I questioned. I could’nt answer that question, but I did know that something extraordinary happened to me that night. I learned not to be a spectator meandering about while a tragedy is unfolding right before my eyes. Any one of us could be one step away from saving someone from the evil that people do, but we may not have the courage to do so. I say , find the courage. My true test came after the fact, but something beyond the here and now turned the tide and tested me. This time I passed.

I slept like a baby that night. I returned the bike and made it to the airport with only minutes to spare before my plane began taxiing for departure. I gazed out the window as the lines on the tarmac blurred into one solid line. In the reflection of my window, a smokey angelic image appeared. It was Alessandra. She was along for the ride. I smiled and shook my head thinking that I might be losing it. I turned to the person next to me and made eye contact. Clearly I was in this seat for a reason as the man began to sob.

“Sir…can I help you?” I asked with empathy as the lights on the horizon mingled and danced in harmony.