Another Aniversary of Sorts

Six Months ago today, I started this blog. It’s been an interesting ride so far. I have had fun with some of my poems. I finally managed to get The Adventures of Purple Turtle (I-III) recorded and finished (for now). That poem started several years ago when I learned the truth about what “lost in the move,” actually meant. It was my way of dealing with it, and I don’t think I’m done. I wrote a limerick as a pet project, and it turned out pretty well, it was certainly received well. The comments were supportive.

On the personal front, my little boy, Duke, reached one year old. He still fetches like a maniac, and still eats paper – weirdo – but he’s great. My family is slowly trickling into the know (about the blog). It’s distinctly possible that my mom is reading all of my blogs tonight. 🙂 For a little while I had to take a break from blogging, and I am definitely not blogging daily as I did at first, though I’d like to get back to that. If I could get paid to read and write, I would be a happy camper.

I still plan to write more fiction, but as I have mentioned in the past, finding the time and often the place to write properly is not that easy to do.

On the bravery front, it’s a mix. A while back, I was nominated by Kiwinana for a blog award (One Lovely Blog?), which was really sweet, but I chickened out and didn’t accept it. I feel bad about that, but I haven’t made up my mind about the award system…that’s just me. Kiwinana is a nice lady, with a nice blog, and a great smile. I have been a little braver, but I am still conscious of self-censoring. It is tough doing certain topics justice when you have little time to properly research and work on something worth publishing.

My fellow bloggers are still kind and supportive, and I send out a thank you to the likers and a thumbs up and a hearty thank you to the commenters. You never cease to make me smile when I most need it.

I’m still having a great time.

Happy blogging, and thanks for reading! ~ Linda

The Requirements to Teach and the Compensation to Teach are Off Kilter

This subject has been on my mind especially lately. In order to teach in Wisconsin:

“Pursuant to Wis. Stat. 118.19, “any person seeking to teach in a public school, including a charter school, or in a school or institution operated by a county or the state shall first procure a license or permit” from the Wisconsin Department of Public Instruction.”

General requirements for educator licensing in Wisconsin (unless otherwise specified under each license type):

  • A minimum of bachelor’s degree.

  • Completion of an approved educator preparation program, including meeting all applicable Wisconsin statutory requirements and testing requirements.

  • Satisfactory background checks result.” ~ https://dpi.wi.gov/tepdl/licensing

All of the above are reasonable requirements, but the starting salary for an educator is not high, and in order to improve a teacher’s standings, more education and a higher degree is required, therefore increasing the teacher’s debt…

 

If you can read this post, or if you write your own posts, thank a teacher! ~ Linda

Book Review: “Dawn of Wonder”

Dawn of Wonder (The Wakening, #1)Dawn of Wonder by Jonathan Renshaw

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

From the moment I read the first two sentences of this book, I was engaged. With respect to the fantasy genre, what makes this story unique and noteworthy is the poetic style of Renshaw’s writing. It is not lofty or flamboyant; it is simple, approachable, and beautifully crafted, which is a quality not so common today. Jonathan Renshaw’s “Dawn of Wonder” is a well-crafted story of a boy who, through a series of remarkable experiences, becomes a student in a unique school. It is how Jonathan Renshaw writes what leads to that school, what occurs during school, and how the boy grows that makes the story stand strong.

The characters are not only likeable and interesting, they are well written and, importantly, well maintained. Each character acts, speaks, and lives consistently throughout the novel. With each experience, we watch the main character and the secondary characters grow, struggle and grow some more. The consistent theme centers around strength of character, friendship, love, and hope.

© Linda Rose

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Lessons in Silence

I stumbled on a story in National Geographic, called Planet Walker Wants to Hear What You Have to Say  by David Maxwell Braun . I am ashamed to admit I had never heard of this gentleman. It is an interesting account of a young man who, in 1971, witnessed an oil spill in San Francisco Bay. This experience awakened an awareness within him, which sparked an idea and started him on a journey that would carry him across the U.S. and around the world.

Poking around a little more, I found this TED Talk.

To me, the lesson is only partly about the environment and the avoidance of crude oil, though admirable and worthwhile; instead, it is a lesson in silence. It is true that we human creatures listen to reply, not to understand.

Silence and the art of listening to understand empowers us to recognize when we must listen and then, through understanding, know when it is our responsibility to speak.

I hope you enjoy. I am now going to go look for his book.

Happy reading/viewing!

~ Linda

 

Quill

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Scritch, scratch by faint candle light,
deep and long into the night –
a man sits down and begins to write –

a new country is born.

Scratch, splotch, by dim light’s glow,
the words, ideas, and the fanfare grows.
On a page are scrawled a nations notes

and an anthem’s scored.

Scritch, drip, by sun’s bright shine,
we feel the love from a dreamer’s rhyme,
recorded carefully line by line,

penned on a summer morn.

Scratch and scratch, by the warm hearth fire
a man is hunched, over words inspired,
which live and breathe thru the test of time

and Juliet we mourn.

Scritch, and scratch, while cannons rage,
in a modest room, words across a page,
a thoughtful man frees a race of slaves

and ends a violent war.

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© L. Rose

via Daily Prompt: Quill

Food for Thought

I do not eat to lose weight. I’ll start with that. So why do I eat – why do we eat – we humans? We eat because we must. Although there are examples of exceptions, the rule of thumb is that humans can live about three-weeks without food. Does that mean that I eat healthy? Nope. I try, but I try in reasonable ways. I like salad, I like many fruits, and I like vegetables – though not cooked as much – and apparently that’s good. But I also like comfort foods. I live in Wisconsin, so of course, there’s cheese. However, in food choices, there are so many deviations from ‘real’ that just confound me.

Several weeks ago, I blindly purchased a jar of peanut butter. I grabbed a bit blindly, and ended up with low-fat peanut butter; it was repulsive. What is the point? I don’t eat peanut butter to lose weight. I eat peanut butter because I like it. The other day I was at a convenience store buying a bagel (yeah, I know – not much choices for bagel places around here) and in the cooler there were flavored cream cheeses (bletch), but there was also a 1/3 fat cream cheese (bletch, bletch). Again, why? Cream cheese is cream cheese.

So where does this come from, this mild rant? Today, I was on my way to a job site that tends to grate on my nerves, so I stopped for a small latte, no flavor. The little bistro is not too far from the site, but nowhere near where I work, so I don’t get there too often. I paid and walked out to my car. I took a sip and nearly spit it out. Skim milk. Skim milk is not milk, it is water with a little milk splashed in for color. I drank it, but bletch. Usually the baristas ask, but I didn’t think about it. Waste of an otherwise good cup of coffee.

I don’t have the greatest body. I don’t have the greatest habits, but I am okay with who I am. Do I strive to keep things under control? Yes. I am getting older, and it’s harder now, but I am getting older. Life is too short to fuss with foods I wouldn’t feed my dog. I watch people, and although I have no issue with other people’s food habits, their desires to cut down on fats and salts and sugars, or their exercise habits that have them grunting and complaining, I just want to enjoy what I can, while I can.

Moderation.

I guess that’s my road. I want exercises that are sustainable: Bike riding, walking, swimming. I don’t want or need to flip a gigantic tractor wheel end over end. I don’t want or need to lift 300 pounds, or do a burpee (what the hell is a burpee? I hear cross-fit people talk about it at work and I just want to laugh). I want to eat a peanut butter sandwich that tastes like peanuts and a little salt. I want real.

© L. Rose

Book Review: “I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings”

I recently finished reading the following:

I Know Why the Caged Bird SingsI Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou

I had high expectations for this book, and I was not disappointed, but in ways I did not expect. Angelou’s book is honest in a way that is so necessary. She expresses her frustrations with her experiences and observations without apology. An excellent read, and an eye opener as a reader and as a budding writer.

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~ Linda