Happy Teacher’s Recognition Day!


The test of a good teacher is not how many questions he can ask his pupils that they will answer readily, but how many questions he inspires them to ask him which he finds it hard to answer.

-Alice Wellington Rollins

Thanks to all teachers who inspired me to think and question.  As an educator I tried to help students know the importance of asking questions. No question was ever diminished to be silly or dumb.

It is more important now than ever that youngsters know how to read and question. Skills like differentiating between fact and opinion are pivotal to gaining knowledge. Proposing the right question can lead to good research and to the development of ideas and concepts.

If you had a teacher who made you think and helped you be an active learner then please send her a note of thanks. They were the teachers who set you up for life.

 

What Will I Flaunt Today?


What Will I Flaunt Today?

I think I’ll flaunt my old 1929 Royal standard typewriter

I wanted to type this post on my beautiful black upright

but then, I would have to scan the page

and upload it on to my computer

and post it as media or picture to insert.

But then you may not be able to read the post.

Because sometimes the type is a little light.

However, I cannot describe the joy I feel

when I plunk down my fingers

on the keys

that make that unique snapping sound.

 

and the bell rings when the carriage returns

to let me know

There is something to flaunt about .

 

Daily Word Prompt: Flaunt

 

Happy National Poetry Month


In celebration of National Poetry Month I am inviting all poetry lovers to participate in  several activities I have planned. This week I will provide a few prompts for writing poems. Please submit your poems in the comments section.

Some prompts may look familiar because they are the first lines of some well known poems.

Some tips:

1. You may want to change a word in the prompt and then write a few stanzas.

2. Write your poem in any form you wish. You may want to try writing a Tanka, a sonnet, a cinquain or a haiku.

3. Poems should not exceed 15 lines.

Prompts:

1. Write a poem about a special day.

2. “For we can still love the world …”

3. “Who said you should be happy?”

4.”You are all you’ve got.”

5. “How do I love thee”

 

 

Persistence


Persistence is a lonely road

I have taken many times

my feet are torn and weary

my heart beats slowly

with fears out of control

 

Persistence claims its toll

at every stop I make

There is no such thing as a break.

But one thing I know to be true

in spite of difficulty or opposition

It will be ultimately my decision

to move forward

and not look back.

 

Because when I think I lack

the determination and patience

to continue on that lonely road

I think of all those before me

who never ever gave up.

I hear their voices

and I lift myself up again.

Persistence is my friend.

 

 

The Horror of it All


Small pieces of humanity

do not fit into the divine puzzle

planned by the universe and great source.

 

Somehow these frazzled shapes

lost their essence,

and their hearts

capable of feeling love.

 

Somewhere their souls drifted

and cannot connect

with the idea that we are all

a part of the HUMAN race.

 

Race defined ambiguously

an assumption perhaps

What makes us different?

More importantly, what makes us the same?

What makes us sane?

What makes us a race?

To be continued!

 

 

Go With The Flow


Langston said,
“My soul has grown deep like the rivers.”
I always knew exactly what he meant.
I was very young when I first saw a river
close up and personal.
Its Rippling mesmerized me.
the moss-covered rocks
served as stepping-stones
to a safe haven.
I want to go with the flow
Feel its timeless energy,
fugitive from the craziness
and elusive like the butterfly
I ask it to overflow
abundance to those who need it the most

 

“My soul has grown deep like the rivers.”
Langston said.
sun rays glisten on the liquid crystal
and I listen to its secrets
and to the whispers from the heavens above
a mindful moment
“There is a river whose streams
make glad the city of God…”
And I feel at peace again.

 

 

 

 

 

What Shapes Us


“The same law that shapes the earth-star shapes the snow-star. As surely as the petals of a flower are fixed, each of these countless snow-stars comes whirling to earth…these glorious spangles, the sweeping of heaven’s floor.”                       
                                                                                                 – Thoreau
What Shapes Us
This law I believe applies to all things live.
Can we all be glorious spangles?
Perhaps not. Perhaps yes.
I hope yes!
Are we capable of seeing the connection?
Can we try harder?
Can we open our eyes a little wider?
I hope yes.
The same law shaped our hearts.
When tragedy hits, we feel the hurt of others.
What shapes us is not a mystery;
It is divine.
It is intentional.
You, me,
all of us
shaped in the same way.
Can you dig it?

A Philosophy on Life By Sam Berns


This young man is amazing. Right now I have nothing to complain about. Yesterday I was asking myself the why questions. Being a worry wart, questioning is what I do. But this video (that by the way I happened to stumble upon accidentally) made me realize (as I ultimately always do) that I am so blessed. As a mother, this was a little difficult to watch. As an educator, I feel that everyone can benefit from the lesson Sam Berns delivers in his TEDx presentation. As a poet, I believe that this is an example of when life is poetry. Progeria is a very rare disease which affect only about “350 or so children in the world”. His philosophy is inspirational to say the least. I invite you all to watch and share this with your family and friends.
And paradoxically again I ask: Are you thinking what I’m thinking? I bet you do. God bless my children, grandchildren and all my family and friends. Thank you God for Sam Berns. May he rest in peace.

 

 

 

National Poetry Month


Happy National Poetry Month!

“Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.” –

                                         – Leonard Cohen

A few suggestions for things you can do to honor the poets of the world.

 
* Read a poem to someone you love.
* Go to Poet.org and learn about A Poem in your Pocket
* Memorize just one line from a poem everyday.
* Post a short poem on Facebook or any other social media format you like.
* Write a poem for someone special.
* Email a poem to a friend.
*Check out your local library for programs that relate to poetry
* Dare to share a live video of yourself reading a few lines from a favorite poem. #mypoetryselfie.
* Finish this line: My heart leaps up when I behold …
and post it to my timeline or messenger and I will collect all into a large poem on April 30 as a culmination of Poetry Month. Write it in any language cause all languages matter.
* Simply make people aware of the celebration.
If you love music then you love a poet. Bob Dylan just received a Nobel Prize for his body of work as a songwriter.
So poetry is always in the air. It is never to late to become a poetry lover. Remember my friends poetry is life and life is poetry. Have a beautiful Poetry Month.