Friday, December 17, 2004

leavin' on a jet plane

Well, tis the season. People around the world are packing their bags and getting ready for the travel season to be in full swing, I am one of those travelers. While Christmas time is considered to be the time of snow-covered mountains, quaint villages nestled in said mountains, and sipping egg-nog around a cozy fire, this is not what I have in mind this year.

Last year I was invited to go to the Austrian Alps with my housemates A.& M. and I had a great time. Skiing in the brisk mountain air, a carpeting layer of fresh fluffy stuff to ski on, night-time sledding and drinking of glu-wine (I think that's how you spell it). A winter wonderland indeed. I had a great time with them and I cannot thank them enough for that great experience.

But this year I want sun.

And Mexican food.

So I am joining the masses of holiday travelers that will be packing the airports for the next few weeks. This year the destination is a bit warmer - Los Angeles, baby!!! My sister lives out there and my parents are driving in from the midwest to bask in the warm glow of the Califorian sun, to enjoy large quantities of refried beans and tequila, to replenish our bodies supply of those essential nutrients that can only come when your skin actually sees the sun.

Living in Holland is great, don't get me wrong. I do enjoy living here and all that this country has to offer. But sunshine is a rare commodity here during the winter time, I took a picture the last time I saw the sun and that was dated almost 2 weeks ago. To top that off, I spent the summer in the southwest corner of England where it rains even more than it does here in Holland. Needless to say, my skin tone resembles that of an albino Scandinavian after this extended lack of sun exposure.

So forgive me please if I am not quick to update my blog during the next few weeks. I'll be too busy grunting with pleasure while eating nachos with guacamole.

And maybe even a marguerita to wash it all down.

Happy Holidays to one and all, see ya soon.

Monday, December 13, 2004

uncle john

There are some wonderfully useless books out there and the Bathroom Readers' Institute has been publishing a series of books called Uncle John's Bathroom Reader. Each book is filled with short stories that range from 2-5 pages in length that cover an amazing array of topics. From the history of the hamburger to the origin of the White House and everything odd. Needless to say, I really enjoy reading these books.

At the bottom of every page in these Bathroom Readers, there are 'running feet'. This is basically a sentence of trivial information (even more trivial than the articles, if that is possible) that makes you say, "Hmmm, I didn't know that." Here are some of the running feet that I have found.

- Poll results: 12% of Americans think Joan of Arc is Noah's wife.
- To take an oath, ancient Romans put a hand on their testicles - that's where testimony comes from.
- If you're over 100 years old, there's an 80% chance you're a woman.
- A study by the U.S. gov't has determined that pigs can be alcoholics.
- What do 11, 69, and 88 have in common? They all read the same upside down.
- What city has the most taxicabs in the world? Mexico City with over 60,000.
- Sweden has more telephones per capita than any other country in the world.
- Crocodile babies don't have sex chromosomes; the temperature at which the egg develops determines the gender.
- According to experts, there was no punctuation until the 15th century.
- Mammal rule of thumb; if you eat meat, you have at least 4 toes on each foot.

Of course there are lots more where that came from. Grab a copy of it the next time you want some light and entertaining reading from the local bookstore.

Friday, December 10, 2004

seasonal dichotomy

So I am torn between what I am feeling and what I should be feeling. Its the time of year that you are supposed to be filled with Christmas cheer and all of that stuff. I am excited that I will be going back to the States in a week for the holidays and get to see my family. The time to stuff myself with Mexican food (sorry, but the Dutch don't do good Mexican food) and soak up the rays of the California sun. My niece who has grown so much since I last saw her in February, my parents who have shrunk in the same time period. A chance to speak to people in English WITHOUT having to feel stupid for not speaking Dutch; a chance to immerse myself back into my native culture (consumerism?).

But I am not happy. I am pissed.

I am a former member of the military and I have a huge amount of respect for what that job entails. They make horrible wages, live in poverty, and some need food stamps to survive. Their profession is hard and dangerous yet they volunteer to do it. They have a great love of the country and put their lives on the line to defend it. The follow orders not because they are mindless drones but because they recognize that a chain of command is in place to make the best war machine possible.

And they are being treated like slaves by the current administration of the United States.

Recently there have been sharp criticism of the way that the war in Iraq is going. Spc. Thomas Wilson recently stepped up to the microphone and asked a poignant question to DefSec Donald Rumsfeld. Basically, where is the armor that will help protect me? Rummy's reply is an insult to our men and women serving in uniform - "You go to war with the Army that you have, not the Army you might want or wish to have at a later time."

WTF????

It is HIS responsibility to make sure that we do have the best Army that we can have. What kind of a frickin' moron suggests that we go to war when our troops are not adequately prepared? C'mon, even Hitler wasn't that stupid. Did the Germans attempt to roll through Poland when their army was only at half strength? Its one thing to be attacked when your armed forces are below optimum strength and preparedness, but to be the aggressor? Talk about taking an enemy lightly, did Rummy, GW, and the rest of the warmongers in office really think that we didn't need armor to INVADE A COUNTRY? Hmm, Hitler and the Germans pulled off the Blitzkrieg pretty efficiently thanks to... armor. What a concept, protecting the people that are doing the fighting. I hate to keep drawing parallels between the one of the most deranged men in history and how much smarter he is than all of our current administration but this treatment of our troops is disgraceful.

Men and women from all over the world are members of our armed forces. They take an oath to defend the United States from all enemies, both foreign and domestic. They didn't take an oath to be sent off to invade a oil-laden country with inadequate protection from the people who are shooting at them. Why doesn't Rummy get into one of those unarmored Humvees and go on patrol? Heck, I'll even give him the benefit of being in a convoy where he isn't the only target AND the benefit of having someone on the 50 cal that is mounted on the roof. IF YOU WON'T DO IT YOURSELF THEN DON'T EXPECT YOUR PEOPLE TO DO IT EITHER. Rule number one of the good leadership booklet, lead by example.

Our soldiers are being sent into combat to secure the future well-being of the Bush family. Its not secret that the Bush family is deeply entrenched in the oil industry and now troops are out there securing the land that has the second highest concentration of oil in the world. Hey Dick, don't think I forgot about you! Halliburton is ripping off the American people by overcharging for the work that they are doing over there. You claim that you are no longer part of Halliburton but I am positive that you are still getting 'compensation' for your time over there. Rummy, you are just a plain idiot and remind me of that Iraqi gentleman who was constanly on CNN telling everyone that tanks were not in Baghdad just as the other side of the screen showed a statue of Saddam being toppled with the help of an American tank. An outright liar. If you can't trust a man's word, what else is there to trust?

Americans - more than 1,000 troops have been killed in Iraq. These are your brothers, cousins, uncles, and friends that are dying over there. They are dying because greed and incompetence. They are dying because the Commander in Chief sent them there. They are dying because we selected the man who is the Commander in Chief. They are dying...


Merry Christmas?

Wednesday, December 08, 2004

is God a reason?

I'm opening up a huge can of worms on this one but its something that I have been thinking about recently.

Right now my classroom is being used by Mr. A to teach HS Health. The class is currently talking about cancer and watching a video on it. The video shows interviews with kids (teenagers) who have cancer and how it changed their lives. One girl who had brain cancer made a statement about how she did not understand why God had given her cancer at this moment in her life.

I understand the role of organized religion. I was raised in a house with a mother who is a preacher's daughter and a father who has only been to church on a few occasions. I have come to question organized religion recently and have declared myself agnostic. Religion is based on faith and I believe that there is a reason why we exist and that being that put us here is otherwise known to us as God. Mohammed, Buddah, Jesus, and so on, are prophets (in my humble opinion) and worked to spread their beliefs around the world. I don't subscribe to any of those particular beliefs, hence being agnostic. In any case, religion plays a major role to many and this young girl with cancer brought up an interesting question/premise.

God is the supreme being that controls everything, or does She? (I say She because life on our planet is usually created from a female of the species) Does God control every aspect of everyone's life? Does She have the time to do so? Or does being God allow you the time to get everything done for 6 billion people every moment of every day?

This young lady was questioning why God gave her cancer. Some say that the cancer is to teach them what suffering is truly like and to let that be a lesson to them. 'If I survive this suffering, I can help others to overcome their suffering', if I may paraphrase some. While the Bible does tell of stories where God gives tests to Her children (I believe the Bible say His children, but I'm agnostic; remember?!), is cancer a modern-day test for us? I don't personally think so. Why would a benevelant god make people learn in such ways. As an educator, I gotta think that there are less painful ways of getting your point across.

Her question also brings to light the 'blessings' of those who have copious amount of atheltic talent. Living in America, a sports fan is bombarded with post-game interviews on SportsCenter. The winning athletes tend to always thank God for their talents and 'God-willing' they will make the playoffs. Do these people really think that God is such a huge Giants fan that She put together the right DNA to make a super-athlete? And what makes the right DNA for baseball is not the same for football (depending on which Giants team She is cheering for). Why does God have to play such a huge role in sports?

Or politics for that matter?

GW was re-elected in part by his rebirth in the realm of Christianity and exit polls reflect that. I know, bash the exit polls all you want but they do reflect opinions of those who just voted. One question asked during exit polls was in reference to how important religion to the voter's selection process. Amazingly enough, religion played a HUGE factor in the outcome of the election. So much for the separation of church and state...

But is God a reason for everything that happens to us? Is our daily life subjected to Her every whim? Are we just pawns on the grand chess board of the cosmos or do we have free will? I know that the Bible says that we all have free will but if God is going to pick and choose who gets the genes for cancer and the genes for sports, do we really have that much free will? Or are we just destined to do what She wants us to?

I gotta believe that if She does control every aspect of the universe that I would be struck down by a rogue lightning bolt at any moment for such questioning of Her power over my life. But that hasn't happened... hold on, I'll be right back. There are some strange thunder noises outside.


*end message*

Tuesday, December 07, 2004

the Daily Show

Dig the hat...




Did anyone else know that Jon Stewart has a PhD from William and Mary? No seriously, he does! Read all about his acceptance speech that he gave. In his true satirist sense of humor, Jon drives his points home while still entertaining the crowd. Enjoy.

share the pain

There are other blogs from teachers out there and this 'hipteacher' has caught my eye. A nice way of getting her point across, I enjoy reading her blogs and today's entry was a classic.

ALL teachers have those moments of shear embarassment and humiliation, heck I tend to have them on a weekly basis. I do a pretty good job of making a fool of myself in my own classroom but it has a purpose. At least kids know that its ok to be yourself and not to be ashamed of who you are - at least in my classroom.

So enjoy what the 'hipteacher' had going for the day. Fellow teachers, can you remember days like these when you were in your first year? Sho nuff!

Trackback to "Pottymouth"

Monday, December 06, 2004

can't deny it

So the end of my work day has come and I am sitting here at my desk reflecting on the day. It was a pretty good one and despite what sounds like a crap job, it made me glad that I chose the profession that I did.

My IB Physics class did a wonderful job of distracting me from my intended lecture for the better part of 40 minutes. We got off on some strange topics and it wasn't until the last 20 minutes of class that I realized my mistake. They knew exactly what they were doing. I must be an ADD adult...

8th grade science went better as we went over the lab that they did last week on specific heat. I know that it sounds terribly dull and it probably was to some in the class. Oh well, tough shit. Deal with it. After I made some horrific drawings on the board (my drawings are pitiful even by science teacher standards), we had fun talking about how people run to the ocean to cool off their feet after walking on the hot sand. Hey, they'll remember it next time they go to the beach!

The mark of a truly demented and fun science teacher is how well I can stick in their head even when I am long gone from their everyday life. I still have students that tell me how they remember buoyancy from the odd version of the Archimedes story that I tell them.

And so my day went on. My classes came to an end, my day not yet complete. I had to help some students make up the aforementioned lab and watch the under 14 girls basketball team until practice started. I'm not their coach but I make sure that they stay out of trouble until she shows up from her job.

It was after these girls headed to practice that my room quieted down and I came to realize just how wonderful my job is and how young it makes me feel. I reflected on the day and appreciated what this profession has done for me over the last 7 years. I am not an old putz. I am aware of what is hip to kids and what is not. I can connect with the younger generation that seems to baffle their parents. I can bring a smile to just about any kid's face.

In the years past I have often thought that I would get out of teaching and make my way into the private sector one day. I always said, "I can't keep performing like I do in front of the kids" and "This job is too tiring to do for 30 years." While this may be true, I think I really do need to be honest with myself in the fact that I love my job and don't want to let it go anytime soon. For all the stupid things that kids do, I still want to be in the classroom. For all the infuriating moments that go on, I still don't want to trade them for a cubicle and a desk job. For all the times that I want to impale my head into a wall, I can't deny my love of the feeling that this profession gives me.

I am a teacher. It is my job to educate the youth of today with what it takes to be the citizens of tomorrow. Science and math are important but not everything. Teachers do a whole lot more than just teach curriculum. I am here to enrich their lives with knowledge, worldly knowledge; in return I am enriched as well. My kids fil me with laughter and sorrow, happiness and despair, optimism and sadness - my life would somehow not be complete without all of that.

So while my future is uncertain in this profession and in my life, I am content with it all to this point. While the pay may not be the best and conditions outright deplorable, this job gives that which many do not - the gift of youth for all those that want to soak it up. All ya gotta do is open your mind to those little buggers; they are amazing in so many ways.

Just never trust them alone in a science lab...

Friday, December 03, 2004

the mind of youth



So here I am, sitting in the middle school science lab, watching the 8th graders working on a class project. I am their sub today as their regular teacher is out for the period. They are supposed to be digging up information on certain countries on the African continent but their minds are a wandering. But it doesn't surprise me, it is a Friday afternoon and the celebration of Sinterklaas brings with it a ton of candy and a hyper bunch of kids.

So each kid has a laptop and is using the internet gather this info. I should be walking around the classroom and checking their work but I am supremely unmotivated today. They appear to be on task but looks are downright deceiving when it comes to adolescence. I am being the naive one this afternoon and trusting them. I am sure that I shouldn't be and the years that I have been teaching have been filled with experiences that dictate that I am making a mistake right now but I am supremely unmotivated and that is working for me.

But when I fired up this laptop that I am using, the webpage that popped up showed an interesting story. The top 10 things that teenage girls really think about. It provides some insight into what these girls sitting in front of me really have floating through their heads at this exact moment. Lord knows that their not thinking of African countries.

So according to the article as found in the Ladies Home Journal (LHJ), here's what teenager girls think about:

1. I think about sex -- a lot.
2. I want to be a star -- or at least be with a star!
3. I take your cash flow for granted.
4. I'm not religious, but I am spiritual.
5. My bedroom is the seat of my soul.
6. I worry about my looks all the time.
7. My friends are everything.
8. Love hurts.
9. The world is a scary place.
10. I love you, and I need you.

Thursday, December 02, 2004

into the Blogosphere

Well, here I am for the whole world to see. I have friends with blogs and thought, "Why not? I am told that I write with a personal flair, why not put something out there for the people to read."

Besides, it gives me a place to rant about GW.

So I enter the blogosphere in December of 2004 and put my thoughts and actions out there for all to read. Enjoy.


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