We’ve been thinking a lot about Nana’s husband this week, Great-grampa Jules.  We heard some music he loved, watched a movie he would have enjoyed, and told a story or two to his great-grandchild.  In the telling, I missed him – he was a marvelous story teller (although his jokes and puns were a little too original at times!)….

I’m still hoping to obtain a small amount of your cremains to put in the back of the garden so that you might join your wife — at least in our thoughts.  And, sorry to say I will plant a few tomatoes in there in your honor too!

Nana's Garden - May

In Nana’s Garden, this April, with the early and very warm spring we are having in Massachusetts, I’ve gotten a jump start — actually the garden got the early start.  I just managed to find time to clean it up early.  It spends the winter covered in leaves and mulch of various sorts.

Today in Nana’s Garden the daffodils have seen their spring and left us already.  The bleeding heart is blooming; and the other is thinking about it.  The miniature irises – that a friend gave me – are working hard.  The lavender is sprouting and sending off its lovely smell, and there’s even a few volunteer surprises blooming.

Nana herself – or at least a third of her ashes reside in the area below the basement window.  Nana was my husband’s mother. I think she would approve of our garden in her honor – although I know for a fact she’d have a few things to say about it!  In summer, her favorite flower, the dahlia, will bloom in the empty places in her honor.   She was an educated woman for her day, and a very intelligent woman.  Like all women, she wanted what she thought best for her first born, and only son.  I wasn’t necessarily it.  She and I tolerated each other’s presence – it helped that I came up with two gorgeous grandchildren for her (at least I think so!).   In the end, like the flowers, we tried our best to bloom around each other because we both loved the same man.

I think most shocking to many of us were the mistruths we’re fed from the commercial tea industry about what is caffinated and what isn’t.  I highly recommend you visit their blog and online store, and their brick and mortar store in Northampton MA if you’re in the area.

A great evening of interesting people having fascinating conversations!

Well, I do have to admit defeat – at least in terms of being able to blog for 100 days in a row.  I made it to 66 days spread over about 90 days (including weekends).  I learned a lot.  I learned I do have something to write about – even if other folks aren’t convinced they want to read it.  I learned that I like to write – given the time to do the thinking about what I want to write about.  I learned that although I wish I weren’t; I’ve been too trained in the last 15 years to be an academic writer, and so it’s very hard to write something once and publish it without further work and reflection upon the product.  I learned that it’s hard to write without an audience.  I learned what I already knew already that I’m pretty tenacious; the difference being that as I age I know when to give up!   It was fun.  I intend to go back over my entries, pick up some of the threads and create some more viable products than a paragraph here and there.  And, so actually I wasn’t defeated — I correct myself — I chose to stop something that was no longer interesting and not finish just for the sake of finishing.  For me – that’s big!

100 Day Project – Day 66 – 8:52 p.m.

If anyone cares to try to open this document and figure out if it works; you’re welcome to it!  I have an Echo Smartpen as part of a grant at my community college.  With just a half-hour under my belt, I can think of a lot of possible ways to use it in the classroom.  Except I’m really old-fashioned in that I really dislike – I might use the word hate – that today’s technology comes with th idea that you’ll just mess around with it, go for YouTube videos, and hunt and peck forever until you’ve got it down.  I can do all of those things and I’m not shy about just pushing buttons and stuff to figure it out, BUT, I love a good instruction book.  Why on earth should I have to figure out how to figure it out when a few pages would show me how?  Have we taken the concept of constructing your own knowledge just a wee bit far?   That’s what I’m thinking about today!

Well, I must admit life has been very full — usually is – and I’m considering not continuing this Project — could I call it the 65 day project?  I’ve skipped quite a few days; and see by my trusty old paper calendar that I should be on day 84 today – and here I am at Day 65.  What to do?  Quit or persist?

I’ll give it some thought today: like life, we don’t always have a choice whether to quit.  We must persist in some fashion, perhaps in a different way than we thought, but persist we must.  Since I doubt many people are even paying attention to this project, and it’s been for myself, I need to decide whether to go on in some way, or quit.  I”ll think about it for the day.  The Day 65 versus Day 84 is a bit symbolic of my life.  I’m a middle of the boat kind of person.  I learned it very young.  It was important not to be noticed as a child, and it was a really good idea to try to anchor the part of the boat that was rocking.  So I stayed unnoticed in the middle of that boat.  As an adult, I’ve certainly ventured out, even rocked the boat, but I do end up back there in the middle.  What this creates is a life of getting things done – many of those things good things – but getting them done in a plodding kind of way, and getting them done in a way unnoticed by others.    So, today,  I’m thinking about persistence.

Develop a passion for learning.

If you do, you will never cease to grow.

Anthony J. D’Angelo,

The College Blue Book

Last class meeting, the students participated in a Literacy Month event at our college.  The local Head Start bused 30 preschool children to our college’s library where we had the joy of reading one-on-one with the children, joining them in snack, and sending them home with a book to call their own.

Today the class was talking about the joy we all had, and how several of the other adults involved in the organizing and in the area commented on how “well behaved” and “cute” the children were.  It provided us with great conversation about what were these adults, and other adults in our culture, thinking about how children behaved and just what was cute anyways.  I challenged students to consider exactly what cute meant to them, and was it okay to continually use that word to label children’s beings and behaviors.  Great discussion.  In the midst of  it, a student said that I needed to give them a little lee way as I was a very deep person.  So today I’m thinking about what that might mean.

One of the workshops I went to at the NEFDC Conference recently was a workshop on creating syllabi of interest.  While there are several sections I must put in, I have a good deal of leeway about the rest.  Although I learned that at some institutions, the entire syllabi content is legislated by the administration.  But, I have leeway and what the presenter had to say was quite fascinating.  We deem it an important document, yet what we give them often has very little to do with the interesting and what we deem exciting material going to be covered during the semester.

I was really excited about it and I’m not about to give it all away here – but my students should stay tuned for an interesting change in my syllabus!  Here’s where I’d love to say something about my own administration, but I won’t.  Gramma said if you can’t say it in a nice way, don’t say it at all.  So I won’t!

Today I’m thinking about the what is going to be a fun task of creating new and interesting syllabi for next year.

Exhaustion.  This week was non-stop – all five days I was up before 6 am, and although I made it to bed most nights by 10, the days were so full, I practically ran through them.  Yesterday I finished the week by going to the NEFDC Conference in Worcester.  I did debate going, but I’m so glad I did.  I learned some great ideas for the classroom, and I think I’m going to try to write some of them up this next week.  This coming week, being Thanksgiving week, I expect to go a little slower; or at least be a little less full.  So today, I’m just thinking about having another weekend day of moving slower and trying to rest.  Exhaustion.