Working Early: A Busy Email Morning

I wrote a lot of words today all of it work related. I realized it might give some insight into what I do for a living and how I think about it.

To my Reggio Emilia preschool list:

I think part of it has to do with class sizes and outcome expectations that are not age appropriate. Why teachers put up with this situation is beyond me. How can we make any progress if teachers will continue be bullied into sacrificing what is fundamental to age appropriate practice in order to be underpaid and burnt out.
I work in a small coop school now, and the only curriculum I have is what the children decide is important with a few little daily things to provide continuity. The children are thriving and are showing great advancements in the organization and complexity of their play scenarios. They are developing their own strategies for dealing with social situations with a little guidance from me. This all happens because I am ready to go with what the children have in their heads on any given day. I just put safe limits and provide assistance when they need it. I have a wide age range from 2 to 7 years, and somehow they all are able to find appropriate tasks and play partners. But, the key is having a small group, a teacher who is flexible and experienced, and parents who are willing to trust that their children will learn if given a rich environment and opportunity to use it.

To my poetry list:

I know as a preschool teacher that many children really get into painting their faces and hands and other body parts whenever paint is available. It has also been a popular planned activity since I have been teaching in the mid 80s. I think mostly it’s fun for them to look different, basically a prop for imaginary play. But maybe the self-painting and face painting as a planned activity have different motivations. I think that may be the case.

You could look at childrens’ programming on TV (Zoom, Sesame Street, Mr. Rogers) or family and childrens’ magazines (Ladybug, Cricket, Zoom, National Geographic Kids, Family Fun).  I know I have seen many articles on face painting and seen it on TV. I couldn’t say where or how it would have started as a party idea, probably one of the many magazines targeting stay at home mothers maybe even as far back as the sixties.

To my preschool parents:

In the preschool we are planning our garden and will start this week planting seeds indoors. As a home activity you might take your child to pick out a plant or seeds to put in the garden. We have had discussions in class about what seeds they would like to plant. They have also expressed a lot of interest in expanding our rose collection to include more colors. Discussions about gardens and how plants grow will continue to be our main focus in March.

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Maybe I Should Be Laughing More

Arthur Rimbaud at the age of seventeen by Étie...

Maybe it is not a funny Joke?

Life’s the joke each of us keeps on playing.”

Arthur Rimbaud,  “A Season in Hell

Lately, I have been thinking a lot about how I move through my life. Little by little, as I age, I move into a world that is alien to Me. As I move into uncomfortable territory I construct screens like billboards along the highway of my life that keep me from seeing the changes. I decorate these screens with things as I think they should be, not only covering the fact that death is inevitable, but also that I may outlive or drive away everyone who knows and loves me and be left in a tragic state of lonely darkness.

 

Here are some questions I have been wrestling with in hopes of  avoiding this outcome:

 

  1. Is it possible to change, and when, if ever, is it too late?
  2. How do I stay in the light?
  3. Is the darkness bad?
  4. What the hell is out there, and is it worse than what I have now?
  5. Are these the right questions?
  6. Why do we make each other miserable when we are all in mostly the  same position, and are not really improving our own condition by doing so?

 

I am sure I do things that make people miserable without any gain to myself. In fact I make myself miserable sometimes. I don’t want to do it. It just happens when I say and do things without thinking of the consequences, or simply add to the current load of misery by not paying attention.

Am I adding to the misery of others by posting this?

I hope not, but what can I do? I am only human.

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The Anatomy of a Doodle: Listening to the Backseat Driver

I was watching a video on anatomy for artists and doodling. Later I finished it a little. I have no idea where my work will end up when I start. It is as if I am driving in a barely familiar city, and somewhere in the backseat a person I should know but I can’t say why, is giving me directions. We always arrive somewhere interesting but I am not sure of the location.

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A Poem Inspired by Kurosawa

The Bad Sleep Well

Image via Wikipedia

The Bad Sleep Well

Corruption in high places

provides many opportunities,

to improve your sleeping accommodations.

A deep sound

hole in the night ground

is yours for the asking.

Support your local bureaucrat!

Kickback and relax

In a job well down

and up

to suit the hand

that turns the crank,

That winds the rope

that holds the hole thing suspended

in perfect balance

over the pile of luckless

bucket riders

Who were unable to sleep

on a string.

This poem came about because I thought the title was about a well of bad sleep when in fact it is about how bad people have no trouble sleeping. A movie loosely based on Hamlet, but with a very different ending. It is a tragedy of a different kind. It is one of my favorite Kurosawa films so far.

I have been watching as many movies directed by Akira Kurosawa as a I can get my hands on as part of my 101/1001 project. I am trying to watch the movies in chronological order to see Kurosawa’s development as a director as well the main actors in his stock company. Toshiro Mifune and several others are in many of his films in a variety of roles.

I really love the Seven Samurai and The Hidden Fortress, and his incredible adaptation of  Macbeth, Throne of Blood. Toshiro Mifuni is awe inspiring to watch in all of these. His sheer physical mastery of each character. I can only judge the physical nature of his acting as I am not aware of the nuances of the Japanese language to know if his spoken acting is as skillful. I just know he has a presence and ability to exude his characterizations through is body. I love the way he speaks also, but I cannot tell if he is as subtle and artful in this part of his performance. Japanese culture is also so unfamiliar to me, and often baffling to my American raised bias, but the more I watch the more I pick up on some of the clues to why the characters are responding as they do.  I am now much more able to appreciate some of the performances than when I began. I also suspect the acting and directing is improving as well.


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Elephant Tracks: A Quote Inspired Poem

“Elephant tracks! They were all around my tent this morning. There must have been several.”*

This sounds perfectly reasonable to me.

For most of my life I have been waking up to elephant tracks.

I never hear or see any elephants.

Every now and then I feel a vibration

see the faint ripples in my cup of late night tea.

How do those big things move around so stealthily?

How do the huge events come and go

leaving only tracks and questions?

*Earl Theiser:“The Last Safari” from Audobon Sept-Oct 1999




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