THE CHOLESTEROL MYTH- IT COULD COST YOU DEARLY

Written by Tunji Akinseloyin


Heart disease isrepparttar number one killer inrepparttar 130235 US today. Who is at risk? Well, consider this: NBC television reported in Feb 10 1997, thatrepparttar 130236 risk of cardiovascular disease starts early in life. In fact, research at Louisiana State University found thatrepparttar 130237 risk of heart disease starts early -as early as 5 years old! What isrepparttar 130238 major cause of heart disease? High cholesterol? Well NOT NECESSARILY. If high cholesterol wererepparttar 130239 major cause of heart disease,repparttar 130240 bear and other hybernating animals should have been extinct ; their cholesterol, at least duringrepparttar 130241 winter, is over 350! Research work by Dr Matthias Rath, a cardiovascular expert and an associate of Dr Linus Pauling, proved thatrepparttar 130242 major cause of heart diseases [heart attack, strokes, clogged arteries] is POOR NUTRITION! In this groundbreaking work, Dr Rath found that supplementation with a combination of some special vitamins, minerals, amino acids and antioxidants could prevent, reverse, and correct cardiovascular problems. Over many years of poor nutrition, lessions develop inrepparttar 130243 arteries. The body deposits lipoproteins atrepparttar 130244 damage sites to repairrepparttar 130245 damage. This constant "tear and repair" results in layers of cholesterol deposited inrepparttar 130246 arteries, eventually blocking them. Andrepparttar 130247 consequencies as we know, is tragic. Dr Rath's research has been comfirmed by other researchers. Dr Passwater's research inrepparttar 130248 70s found thatrepparttar 130249 risk of strokes and heart attacks is not so much asrepparttar 130250 amount of cholesterol inrepparttar 130251 bloodstream, as POOR NUTRITION. He also found that some vitamins actually raise good cholesterol levels. In addition, epidemiological research has proved that people with low blood selenium, are 2-3 times at risk of heart disease than those with adequate selenium levels.

What a Bully Taught Me About Public Speaking

Written by Melissa Lewis


I hated Kyle Sisk*. A notorious bully, Kyle punctuated my grade school years with misery. He would tease me about my weight, purposely rattle me with shocking language, delight in making me look foolish at every opportunity. Kyle had scary, penetrating eyes and sharp, jagged teeth that looked, appropriately, like fangs. He even had his own evil henchman named Eddie who would follow him everywhere, laughing a conspiratorial little laugh asking, “Heh, heh, what are we going to do next, Kyle? Heh, heh.” (All Eddie was missing was a hump.) A typical encounter wasrepparttar time I was walking home from school and Kyle and Eddie pounced from behind some bushes, grabbed my books and threw them inrepparttar 130233 mud. Even worse, they snatched my precious, brand new little purse and threw it intorepparttar 130234 branches of a tree, far out of reach. They then ran off cackling in triumph. I, purseless, limped home in tears.

A Sad Reprieve

This type of treatment continued all through grade school. I enjoyedrepparttar 130235 respite of summertime before we started at our new junior high school but September came and with it, my sense of dread at seeing Kyle again. I was given a reprieve, but an unwelcome one. That first week of school, my father died suddenly of a massive heart attack. I stayed home from school for about a week forrepparttar 130236 funeral and family visits. My first day back,repparttar 130237 teachers wanted to take it easy on me so they gave merepparttar 130238 coveted duty of going to each classroom and placingrepparttar 130239 absentee list on each teacher’s desk. I felt special to be excused from class and was enjoying my rounds when I came to Mr. Lester’s science class. I enteredrepparttar 130240 room and my heart stopped. There, sitting right next to Mr. Lester’s desk was Evil Incarnate himself, Kyle. There was no avoiding him--he had seen me come in--so I braced myself for whatever abuse he was no doubt preparing, but as I got closer I noticed that he didn’t have his usual smug expression. He was looking down at his desk sheepishly. Very odd. As I layrepparttar 130241 paper onrepparttar 130242 teacher’s desk, Kyle looked up at me with big, soft eyes and in a timid, tentative voice said, “I’m sorry your old man croaked.”

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