He decidido blogar en espanol tambien. Necessito practicar y puede ser que alguien podran entender! Perdone por que no se si escribo correctamente! Y mi espanol es muy confuso... Si es hispanico o hable espanol, perdoneme por favor ;) No he estudido espanol. Estudie por dos meses - dos horas a la semana! Pero he vivido en una casa de algunas latinas... Lo aprendi alli, pienso...
Es sobre esta decision que quiero escribir. No tengo nada mas para decir, en verdad - jeje! Y por otra parte (si, consulte el diccionario para esta exprecion! :o ), estoy encansada hoy.
La manana es la quinceanera de Julia. Mi primero. No se lo que debo usar - ball gown, silk dress, o fancy top with trousers. Necessito llamar Paola para investigar!
Suene con los angelitos, amigos xx
Thursday 26 February 2009
Tuesday 24 February 2009
More pet hates...
This is making me laugh - I don't feel particularly resentful and yet my past two posts have been along the same lines!
So the world according to me would have no cliques or cliquiness! (Yes, I coined a word and I've got a perfect right ;) )
I teach. And like the majority of the rest of the world, I have been in high school. And college. And other places where community is built from a grassroots level. And I detest it when one student (or two or ten) is left out of a spotlight-stealing group. I actually go one step further and feel my hackles rising even when no one is left out (particularly) but there is a preference for certain types of people... There is a difference but a difference which, to me, means very little in principle.
I think, somehow, I always hated it. I've been both 'popular' and 'not-popular' - I've actually never been unpopular. Funnily enough, when I was rather in the not-so-popular group that I actually won a school election (which was pretty big in the day!). But I hate it when people get labelled without seeking out the label. For example, in the school I teach, one student is considered of lesser ability. By the students, I mean. Another is considered unfriendly. But the reason behind both isn't because of anything they've done... it's more because of what they've not done.
I could easily shoot myself in the foot here - because leaving some things unsaid or undone is just as bad as an error of commission. But with people in social situations, you never know whether something is because they don't want to or because they don't know how/because they do it differently. GIVE them the benefit of the doubt.
If you don't know how, take a year off and teach English or any other foreign language in several far-off lands ... NOW, for goodness' sake!
So the world according to me would have no cliques or cliquiness! (Yes, I coined a word and I've got a perfect right ;) )
I teach. And like the majority of the rest of the world, I have been in high school. And college. And other places where community is built from a grassroots level. And I detest it when one student (or two or ten) is left out of a spotlight-stealing group. I actually go one step further and feel my hackles rising even when no one is left out (particularly) but there is a preference for certain types of people... There is a difference but a difference which, to me, means very little in principle.
I think, somehow, I always hated it. I've been both 'popular' and 'not-popular' - I've actually never been unpopular. Funnily enough, when I was rather in the not-so-popular group that I actually won a school election (which was pretty big in the day!). But I hate it when people get labelled without seeking out the label. For example, in the school I teach, one student is considered of lesser ability. By the students, I mean. Another is considered unfriendly. But the reason behind both isn't because of anything they've done... it's more because of what they've not done.
I could easily shoot myself in the foot here - because leaving some things unsaid or undone is just as bad as an error of commission. But with people in social situations, you never know whether something is because they don't want to or because they don't know how/because they do it differently. GIVE them the benefit of the doubt.
If you don't know how, take a year off and teach English or any other foreign language in several far-off lands ... NOW, for goodness' sake!
Friday 20 February 2009
Ten Most Annoying Things People Do
1. When people pronounce your name wrong... Why is it so hard to say the k/sh cluster together??? You can say words like 'dictionary' and 'action'. You can say it! Grrr.
2. 'Where did you learn your English?' - Get over it. Colonisation happened.
3. Being so assured in your theology or atheology that you begin to think any rationality is evil :P
4. Hair. In the wrong places. Particularly someone else's ;)
5. People who constantly disagree - by habit. Ugh.
6. Bad grammar. Spelling. Yuck... Hehe, I'm an English teacher so I don't get to say that often ;)
7. Half-smiles. I don't mean when people smile when they want to really cry on your shoulder, or when they're broken in worship and still smile. I mean when people smile when they don't want to. Gggrr again!
8. The person whose dramatic love life is for everyone to sympathise with.
9. Complete ignorance of other cultures, ways of thinking, points of view. You don't have to agree, but you have to know.
Why? Because... *looks wildly about for answer* because I say so and it's rather pointless in conversation if one doesn't.
10. Assuming stuff instead of admitting you don't know!
I PROBABLY DO ALL OF THE ABOVE AND AM EVEN MORE INNOVATIVELY ANNOYING. But that doesn't make it all any better ;)... Okay, well, except for no 6 - I treat my grammar well, thank you very much ;)
2. 'Where did you learn your English?' - Get over it. Colonisation happened.
3. Being so assured in your theology or atheology that you begin to think any rationality is evil :P
4. Hair. In the wrong places. Particularly someone else's ;)
5. People who constantly disagree - by habit. Ugh.
6. Bad grammar. Spelling. Yuck... Hehe, I'm an English teacher so I don't get to say that often ;)
7. Half-smiles. I don't mean when people smile when they want to really cry on your shoulder, or when they're broken in worship and still smile. I mean when people smile when they don't want to. Gggrr again!
8. The person whose dramatic love life is for everyone to sympathise with.
9. Complete ignorance of other cultures, ways of thinking, points of view. You don't have to agree, but you have to know.
Why? Because... *looks wildly about for answer* because I say so and it's rather pointless in conversation if one doesn't.
10. Assuming stuff instead of admitting you don't know!
I PROBABLY DO ALL OF THE ABOVE AND AM EVEN MORE INNOVATIVELY ANNOYING. But that doesn't make it all any better ;)... Okay, well, except for no 6 - I treat my grammar well, thank you very much ;)
Saturday 14 February 2009
Ecce, Dominus
I'm starting afresh. Not life - I mean, I do that pretty frequently so it doesn't deserve an announcement... ; ) but this blog is a second attempt. One in which I will stick more closely to my own rules for blogging.
My blogging may still be a three-cornered conversation but -
I will not seek people I know (i.e. friends or family INR) to read this blog. If they find it, they find it... I'm depending on this policy as a sort of filter : P (heh!)
I will have no deadlines on blogging. It's an exercise for the soul - but part of a larger training routine! So some days I suspect it will be blogging. Other days it could just as well be music or listening... really listening.
Because through all of this, you have one of those precious, not-so-rare moments when he looks at you, in your muddy clothes and grimy face and messed-up hair - and he simply does a double-take and goes: WOW.
This morning I shared the word - on the God who is the resurrection. We studied its centrality to history and our lives. : ) One of the things we came up with was that God didn't just design you before you were born and say it was good. And then 'rest on the Sabbath'. He gets a good look at me pretty much every sordid day - and his reaction still is: You are so gorgeous.
You see, I'm not just in love with a Man who loved me so much he died for me. I'm in love with a God who did just that and lives so we can belong everyday. And lives so my foolishly inept attempts at loving back are made whole by his love. So that my extensive creativity at being able to fail will never keep him from me.
And in that 'WOW' moment, I know my sin is gone. And I know He's alive.
I guess that's what my blogging is for. I'm happy to have those 'WOW' moments alone or in community. I know there will be times I long for more readership. But I don't think I know how to get it, and I'm not going to try. But maybe, maybe there will be some times together when we look at him and at each other... and say Ecce, Dominus... and be lost in his beauty. And all of a sudden, the father will turn around and pick up his child and say: You, you are beautiful!
Maybe you and I can share just one moment like that. One laughing moment when we know he's alive because his beauty is in us.
Happy Valentine's Day!
My blogging may still be a three-cornered conversation but -
I will not seek people I know (i.e. friends or family INR) to read this blog. If they find it, they find it... I'm depending on this policy as a sort of filter : P (heh!)
I will have no deadlines on blogging. It's an exercise for the soul - but part of a larger training routine! So some days I suspect it will be blogging. Other days it could just as well be music or listening... really listening.
Because through all of this, you have one of those precious, not-so-rare moments when he looks at you, in your muddy clothes and grimy face and messed-up hair - and he simply does a double-take and goes: WOW.
This morning I shared the word - on the God who is the resurrection. We studied its centrality to history and our lives. : ) One of the things we came up with was that God didn't just design you before you were born and say it was good. And then 'rest on the Sabbath'. He gets a good look at me pretty much every sordid day - and his reaction still is: You are so gorgeous.
You see, I'm not just in love with a Man who loved me so much he died for me. I'm in love with a God who did just that and lives so we can belong everyday. And lives so my foolishly inept attempts at loving back are made whole by his love. So that my extensive creativity at being able to fail will never keep him from me.
And in that 'WOW' moment, I know my sin is gone. And I know He's alive.
I guess that's what my blogging is for. I'm happy to have those 'WOW' moments alone or in community. I know there will be times I long for more readership. But I don't think I know how to get it, and I'm not going to try. But maybe, maybe there will be some times together when we look at him and at each other... and say Ecce, Dominus... and be lost in his beauty. And all of a sudden, the father will turn around and pick up his child and say: You, you are beautiful!
Maybe you and I can share just one moment like that. One laughing moment when we know he's alive because his beauty is in us.
Happy Valentine's Day!
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