Tag Archives: reading

Betrayed

Late Sunday morning my husband returned from taking his mother out to breakfast. With the day promising 80’s sunshine in mid-September, Richie said he’d be outside. He saw my heart was elsewhere, “I’ll be out in a bit. I’m writing.” He knows me too well, recognized that was an indeterminate amount of time, and took advantage of the situation. When I finally went out on the deck, I felt betrayed by him, her…and a fellow writer:

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Support Literacy

We are on this blog forum to read, write, or both – some of us in multiple languages. As a volunteer for our local literacy group, I am promoting our annual giving campaign.

Funding is crucial for this group that trains ESOL (English for speakers of other languages) tutors and helps people pass the citizenship examination.

While the link above tells you about the donation levels, this link provides some personal insights about the tutoring experience – from lesson 1 to several months down the road. (Be kind, I was a rookie blogger with stories I wanted to share.)

Make tax time fun by reading and writing. Read about an organization that promotes increased literacy and empowers adults. Write a check to support the training courses and resource library.

Thank you for your consideration as you evaluate your charitable contributions at year-end.

Merry Christmas and enjoy the holidays!

Enlightenment

Education fulfills dreams and makes us who we are.  Both the extent of the dream and our new self is unimaginable when we begin our journey. 

Whether formal or informal, based on investment or need, learning is a never ending way to change the world. 

Reimagine.

Transform humanity.

Shape our future.

                  Don’t wait for it to happen. 

Make it happen.

Be you – 

Be all of you.

Commutication

Yes, this title is my new word of the day. 

It’s not a typo.

Commutication is the ability to read and retain information during a daily commute. 

The word should actually be in the mainstream. 

Electronics and social media feed information constantly. People use search engines, check apps and have photo conversations whether they’re on a train, in a plane or sadly, driving a car. 

I’m old school. I still use a yellow No 2, read a newspaper and enjoy a hard cover book. 

It was the later that just inspired my word of the day. I read an entire book on my way into work and, as I started another on the way home, texted hubby that I’d “see him in a few chapters”. 

It gives me great joy to read for pleasure on a daily basis. I love the characters and landscapes as I commuticate throughout the day.

It’s not a typo. 

Yes, word is, my new day included reading during my commute.

Relaxation Response

The house was quiet as we settled into the start of summer on Memorial Day weekend.  My daughter was lifeguarding at the town pool and my husband was perusing a new novel on the deck.  Both were spending their time in a thoughtful and careful way.  I decided to do the same.

My guardianship wasn’t in need and my next book had yet to be started.  So, I watched out for myself and opened a new bottle of polish instead.  I decided to paint my naked toes a bold shade of red. The color matched my  sandals and I looked forward to looking like a put together grown up.

I finished one foot and reached for more color.  My hand hit the bottle, just like a fugitive Harrison Ford hit the stream.  As Tommy Lee Jones would have said, “the nail polish did a Peter-Pan right off the dam(n table)!”

All I could do was watch a spray of fiercely fabulous red hit my kitchen floor.  I fiercely tried to stop the tumbling bottle before it covered my fabulous laminate. It rolled under a chair and the pets quickly backed away.  They ran from the poison – my venomous response,  not the scarlet contents.

I wiped the liquid with a dry towel but ultimately needed nail polish remover to clean up the red mess.  My spa time resorted to a household chore laquered with frustration. I don’t have a coordinated pedicure but I do have a stripped floor to memoralize the event.