Good #Housekeeping

A teacher emerges from the end of term into March Break exhausted, relieved, stunned. When the dust settles, it’s dust that gets noticed. Taxes, dust bunnies, tabletops strewn with papers that were never as important as students’ papers midterm. One hardly knows where to begin.

It’s daunting but it’s a curiously welcome change….

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#Wisdom and (im)patience

With age comes wisdom.  As a #teacher, I know this is true. I’ve seen a lot, and taught a lot. I am a much better teacher now than I was in my twenties.

For a time, I guess I was more patient. I understood that young people were still developing, especially in their ability to evaluate and make decisions.

So I am older. Wiser, I hope. I might be less patient. It’s good to be aware of this as I interact, with anyone, but especially with the young people I encounter.

Good to be aware.

Rules of Engagement

Toronto subway, towards dinnertime, day of the Women’s March. (This may or may not be relevant.)

Three males discussing U.S. politics. I couldn’t catch everything but I certainly heard the new President’s name, and something about Ronald Reagan tearing down Martin Luther King’s statue.

The content obviously needs context.

The guys were about thirteen. Out of everything they could be expected to talk about… online gaming, music, girls… I guess it takes extraordinary times to create political engagement, informed or not, that young.

#now

Interesting Times

Okay. I must remain detached from yesterday’s events in the not so United States. So my commentary will be exactly that.

It’s not about changing history. It’s about media, and how the constant barrage of information beats me down.  The energy online, and even on TV news, is distressing. I get caught up in all the rhetoric, pro and con. So I am checking in less and less, and turning my energies to anything that radiates a sense of forward-thinking(ness?), in and especially out of the political arena.

There. Go forth and be happy. And if you can’t be happy, work at it. #now

A Day at MOMA

Getting into The Museum of Modern Art was easy- I bought tickets on line. The coat check equalled airport security for time and anonymity. The process easily took 40 shaming minutes (shaming if you didn’t step up and keep the line moving).

Aside from wonderful overheard dialogue l will save for future plays, my chief observation was the ubiquitous cell phone.  Because there is no flash, they are allowed.

Whether it is selfies or direct pics of the art, recording the experience seemed more important than experiencing the art directly.