Archilochos would have recognized this friend of Thetis and Arion.
Art, Book reviews, Ceramics, Photographs, Postcards, Quick Fiction, Quotations, and (Usually Aquatic) Reflections. (P.S. This blog looks better in the web version.)
Exhilarated, yet exhausted:
First in-person teaching in two years.
Substituted in two classes today.
I have missed working with students in the classroom.
By the way, I was able to pull out my 1991 notes--yes, 1991, from grad school--for teaching June Jordan's powerful essay, "Nobody Mean More to Me than You and the Future Life of Willie Jordan" from 1985. And, in preparing to teach an essay that I hadn't taught or reread in 30 years, I realize that I have learned quite a bit in all that time, and I am much better at getting the students to see what matters and how the nuances support what matters.
Also, Jordan makes all that easy
A fun, fine day.
I was rushing from the front yard to the driveway when I stubbed my right foot on an old rock in a new place and almost tumbled. I was sure -- for a moment -- that I was going to fall sprawling. The muscles across my body tensed up, especially the ones around my left shoulder, muscles that have been sore for weeks from the constant computer work at my desk. I think my body "thought" I was going to need to roll out of this mishap and started preparing.
Instead, I caught my balance after two lurching steps.
Then, a flare of pain followed by numbness.
Anyway, I tripped on a rock in the yard and almost pulled a muscle in my shoulder.
*Aging
**Out of shape
***Need to change my office posture