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Thursday, October 31, 2019

HALLOWEEN, 2019

Today is October 31, 2019, HALLOWEEN, and it is snowing! I can only think about those
desperate parents who now have to put coats over the expensive costume they bought for their daughters and sons, and what they will have to do if it begins to rain, sleet, and continue to snow. Why is it that October 31st seems to have the worst weather of the year? Seldom has Halloween provided balmy, fall-like weather where the kids can hop from house to house collecting all kinds of candy which makes millions of dollars for dentists! When I was growing up, Halloween was my very favorite holiday....maybe because of all that candy! I was one of seven children, and my mother made all of our costumes. We would begin thinking about "what we would be" early in October, and then my mother would get out her sewing machine and go to work. We were princesses, cow-girls, ghosts, pirates, and anything Mother could put together. Some years, we wore the same costume as the year before, or had passed it on to a younger sibling. 
We carried pillow cases and hoped to fill them up by the end of the evening when we would come home, sit in a big circle and begin the exchange. First, you had to sort the kinds of candy into piles of Snickers, Baby Ruth's, Peanut-butter cups, Almond Joys, Milky Ways etc. We would then begin to bargain with each other to score our favorite candy. You could almost never obtain a Snickers for anything, but the Almond Joys went quickly. Sometimes, we got things like, pennies or tooth-brushes (who would do that?) and no one wanted these. I don't think that  our parents put  a limit on how much candy we consumed Halloween night, but some of us were quite sick in the morning. This, however, was not a reason for not going to school. 
When I was a mother, Halloween stopped being so much fun! We had two daughters who were as excited about Halloween as I had been as a child. There were still no Halloween stores where you could pick out and buy a costume. I had to make whatever my kids were going to wear and I agonized for weeks over what they could be. The simpler, the better, but that was not always what my daughters had in mind. And, almost every week before Halloween, they changed their minds about a costume usually based on what their friends were going to wear . I wanted to tell them to just go as themselves; that they were driving me crazy! But then, by Halloween night, I had somehow created a costume that they found satisfactory, and off they went with their friends to gather as much candy as they could. I made dentist appointments for the following month.
Happy Halloween!

Tuesday, October 15, 2019

OCTOBER 15, 2019     

NATIVE AMERICANS

Yesterday, most of the country celebrated CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS DAY.  This day has
been set aside to honor the man who has thought to have discovered America. In fact, "America" had been "discovered" long before Chris got there! Native Americans were there long before, and had already established a community and culture that honored the land, revered nature and understood community. If we want to continue to celebrate this day, we should call it what it is: the conquering of native, indigenous groups of people by selfish, greedy white men. Adventure and exploration are natural traits in us all, so it is not surprising that this part of the world was taken over and dominated by its conquering aggressors. And in so doing, a GREAT culture was lost!  Just like putting the Japanese (U.S. citizens) in contained barricades, we enclosed the native Americans on reservations. We did nothing to help them better themselves or to have a life beyond hopelessness. Years ago, when I marched in the "Poverty March," in Washington, D.C.  I worked with a group of native Americans who I came to know well, and love. These are the Indians who are now housed on Reservations and struggling with alcohol and hopelessness. A Native American prayer that I recite often, I would like to share here: 

     OH GREAT SPIRIT
     WHOSE VOICE I HEAR IN THE WIND
     WHOSE BREATH GIVES LIFE TO ALL THE WORLD, HEAR ME
     I AM ONE OF YOUR CHILDREN; I AM SMALL AND WEAK
     I NEED YOUR STRENGTH AND WISDOM
     LET ME WALK IN BEAUTY AND MAKE MY EYES
     EVER BEHOLD THE RED AND PURPLE SUNSET
     MAKE MY HANDS RESPECT THE THINGS YOU HAVE MADE
     AND MY EARS SHARP TO HEAR YOUR VOICE
     MAKE ME WISE SO THAT I MAY UNDERSTAND THINGS
     YOU HAVE TAUGHT MY PEOPLE
      LET ME LEARN THE LESSONS YOU HAVE HIDDEN
      IN EVERY LEAF AND ROCK
      I SEEK STRENGTH NOT TO BE GREATER THAN MY BROTHER OR SISTER
      BUT TO FIGHT MY GREATEST ENEMY....MYSELF
      MAKE ME ALWAYS READY TO COME TO YOU
      WITH CLEAN HANDS AND STRAIT EYES
      SO WHEN LIFE FADES, AS THE FADING SUNSET,
      MY SPIRIT MAY COME TO YOU WITHOUT SHAME.

                                            LAKOTA...………..CHIEF YELLOW LARK  1887

      I WOULD LIKE TO RECOMMND A GREAT "READ" CALLED "THE MIRCLE LIFE OF EDGER MINT"BY BRADY UDALL DEPICTING A YOUNG BOY GROWING UP ON AN INDIAN RESERVATON.....BRILLIANT AND VERY FUNNY. 
      

     
     

Saturday, October 12, 2019

50'S MUSIC

Nothing makes me more nestalgic than listening to 50's music! Recently, I pulled
out my collection and sat quietly in a chair, and just listened. What memories these
songs evoke!🔺 (like 'Stop in the Name of Love.)
My High School years, from 1054-58 were filled with these "rock & roll" tunes. I loved
listening to them over and over again with my best friend, up in her bedroom, while our
parents thought we were doing homework.  For fun, I made a short list of some of my 
favorites. What were some of your favorites?

   # Moments to Remember
   # The Great Pretender
   # Rock Around the Clock
   # Sha-Boom
   # Three Coins in a Fountain
   # Little Things Mean a Lot
   # Blue Swade Shoes
   # On the Street Where You Live
   # Ain/t That a Shame
   # Tenessee Waltz
   # My Special Angel
   # Please Mr. Postman
   # Mac the Knife
   # Release Me
   # Blueberry Hill

Sunday, October 6, 2019

     On Thursday of this week, I am giving a presentation about the poet, Robert Frost. Robert Frost is to Anerican poetry what Norman Rockwell is to American art. I chose Robert Frost for my presentation because he has quite a few poems about the Fall Season....i.e. "After Apple Picking Time" and one actually called, "October." What has been said about Robert Frost is that he delights our senses with his attention to detail, and then, is known for his depth of feeling, and the wisdom his poems evoke. His themes are universal, tapping into the joys, delemas, ponderings and the challenges we all experience. I would like to share Robert Frost's poem called "October" and ask that you share any ideas about the themes that  lie just below the surface of this poem. I think I know what he is talking about here. 

OCTOBER

Oh hushed October morning mild
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow's wind if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call,
Tomorrow they may form and go
Oh hushed October morning mild 
Begin the hours of this day slow
Make the day to us seem less hurried
Hearts not adverse to being beguiled
Beguile us in the way you know
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf,
One from our trees; one from far away
Retard the sun with gentle mist
Enchant the land with amethyst
Slow! Slow!
For the grapes sake, if this were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost
For the grapes sake, along the wall. 

What do you think " the grapes" might represent?