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	<title>Comments on: Please Don&#8217;t Be the Voice of Reason</title>
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		<title>By: Joanne Sala</title>
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		<description>I love this commentary.  I whole-heartedly agree.  I&#039;ve had many dreams crushed by well-meaning, siblings, parents, friends.  I remember the day I declared I wanted to be an actress when I grew up.  I was 8 years old and came to this conclusion after a really great day at school where I got to read a part in a play.  I was quite impressed with myself and thought I&#039;d never felt anything more delightful than expressing myself as a different character.  My proclamation was met with an overwhelming--hell no! by my mother.  Squashed dream #1.  Oh what could&#039;ve been had I been imbued with a sense of anything is possible instead of a &quot;that&#039;s too difficult, you&#039;ll never make it.&quot;  Grrrrrrrr.  Parents!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love this commentary.  I whole-heartedly agree.  I&#8217;ve had many dreams crushed by well-meaning, siblings, parents, friends.  I remember the day I declared I wanted to be an actress when I grew up.  I was 8 years old and came to this conclusion after a really great day at school where I got to read a part in a play.  I was quite impressed with myself and thought I&#8217;d never felt anything more delightful than expressing myself as a different character.  My proclamation was met with an overwhelming&#8211;hell no! by my mother.  Squashed dream #1.  Oh what could&#8217;ve been had I been imbued with a sense of anything is possible instead of a &#8220;that&#8217;s too difficult, you&#8217;ll never make it.&#8221;  Grrrrrrrr.  Parents!</p>
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