A Small Blog

Looking at Life in Small Pieces

Category: Education

  • Sharing Words

    I haven’t written much lately. Not because I didn’t have anything to say. There are just a lot of folks out there who do have something to say and can say it better than I can.

  • Freedom and Fireworks

    On this particular July 4th 2021, I get a feeling that America is on shaky ground.

  • Facebook is not real life-or is it?

    Have you ever seen a post of Facebook post where none of the little emoticons fit how it makes you feel? Or expresses the comments rolling around in your head? Of course you have!

  • What do you remember from elementary school?

    The title of this post, ‘what do you remember from elementary school’ comes from a question asked on #Twitter this morning. It got me thinking. I attended four different elementary schools up thru the 6th grade. That’s the way it is with Army brats.

  • Lately we seem to be in a perpetual state of waiting. Kind of like living in a version the Samuel Beckett play “Waiting for Godot.” Unlike the play, there are millions of characters. Like the play, what we are waiting for ‘invites all kinds of social and political and religious interpretations.’ This week I’ve been…

  • Serious questions and other stuff

    What’s going on in your brain these days? Here are a few things that keep me up at night. What was the deal with the run on toilet paper? Some of us have issues with tissues and were a bit concerned, and relieved when all the panic buying leveled out. I still count the squares…

  • It’s week six for us doing the ‘COVID-19 isolation rag’ I seem to be less anxious than I thought I might get. But, in all honesty, we are not in any of the tenuous–even scary–situations that many in our community or others around the country may be experiencing. Fully retired, we have our Social Security…

  • As hubby and I mark our fourth week of isolation and social distancing, here’s a quick list of what I’ve learned so far. I actually count the squares of toilet paper. It’s not necessary to put on makeup if you’re not going out anywhere. I can still crochet. I had my first live, via the…

  • Reading Patti Smith

    “Age changes you in ways you least expect” I heard this quote in a movie last week, but can’t remember which one. I thought about it off and on for a few days with the conclusion that this is most certainly a true statement. Sitting outside a coffee shop, reading Patti Smith’s book “My Train,”…

  • First Love

    Let me tell you about George Smith. This innocuously named young man was my first true love.  We had beginning that could have been in a romance movie screenplay. I was a freshman at Southwest Texas State University, San Marcos in 1965, living in a dorm directly across from the student union. Many of the…