"What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal."
-Albert Pine
"How far you go in life depends on you being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving and tolerant of the weak and the strong. Because someday in life you will have been all of these."
- George Washington Carver
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Blogging
I thought I wouldn't really write in a blog if I got one again so I've been holding out for a very long time, reading other people's posts and either wanting to respond and resisting the urge or posting anonymously to ones that I am particularly convicted to say something about (i.e. when they're hilarious or I need to defend myself - haha!). I had a Xanga a long time ago and it got me into a lot of trouble because there was just WAY too much information about me readily accessible to the masses so I stopped posting on it and have since kept my thoughts (mostly) to myself save from the occasional Facebook note and frequent Facebook status updates. I have felt quite a longing for a writing outlet for some time now and am quite sad that I NEVER write anymore about anything really. I have noticed this in my papers for graduate school. I have trouble spelling - SPELLING, of all things! And I have trouble formulating sentences and thinking of the correct words that I want to use. I would like to attribute this to being "rusty" but actually I think it might just be that I'm getting old. I am on the upward swing towards 30. BLEH! Anyway, my plan is to use this blog mostly so that I can comment on my friends' thoughts but hopefully it will also encourage me to use my brain more frequently and get back into the writing frame of mind. Who knows? Maybe I'll be like Hayley and inspire some heated debate about breastfeeding. Or maybe it will enable my faraway friends to keep up with my life. Or maybe I can vent about the pressures of being a special education teacher. And occasionally maybe I can share cute/funny stories.
My favorite story today actually started Friday. Miss Kentucky came to visit our school and talk to our kids about finding their gifts/talents, being themselves, and living their dreams. I thought she was a little self-centered but I guess you can be when you're going to be in the Miss America pageant. First of all she was able to mesmerize one of my little girls who is interested in very few things and gives very little eye contact. She literally did not take her eyes off of Miss Kentucky while she was singing "Somewhere Over the Rainbow". It was so cute. Then afterwards, while we were waiting to go down the hall to our classroom, one of my little boys who had apparently been keenly watching her with her crown said, "Mrs. Janyna, you're the queen and I'm the king and Mrs. Kim's the dragon and he's the knight." (The knight was actually a girl but we're working on pronouns.) This made the adults all laugh uproariously because apparently Mrs. Kim is so mean that she gets to be the dragon. (She's not really mean but she does like tough love.) I thought this was the last mention of us being the king and queen until this morning when the little boy came to school and presented me with a present:
He made us both crowns this weekend. So cute. Days like this make me love my job. :)
My favorite story today actually started Friday. Miss Kentucky came to visit our school and talk to our kids about finding their gifts/talents, being themselves, and living their dreams. I thought she was a little self-centered but I guess you can be when you're going to be in the Miss America pageant. First of all she was able to mesmerize one of my little girls who is interested in very few things and gives very little eye contact. She literally did not take her eyes off of Miss Kentucky while she was singing "Somewhere Over the Rainbow". It was so cute. Then afterwards, while we were waiting to go down the hall to our classroom, one of my little boys who had apparently been keenly watching her with her crown said, "Mrs. Janyna, you're the queen and I'm the king and Mrs. Kim's the dragon and he's the knight." (The knight was actually a girl but we're working on pronouns.) This made the adults all laugh uproariously because apparently Mrs. Kim is so mean that she gets to be the dragon. (She's not really mean but she does like tough love.) I thought this was the last mention of us being the king and queen until this morning when the little boy came to school and presented me with a present:
He made us both crowns this weekend. So cute. Days like this make me love my job. :)
Sunday, September 13, 2009
one of my favorite poems
somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
-e.e. cummings
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