Lina Jamison
art : poetry : essays
Monday, November 04, 2024
Sunday, November 03, 2024
Saturday, November 02, 2024
Tuesday, October 29, 2024
Wednesday, October 09, 2024
Wednesday, October 02, 2024
Snowperson in October
PATIENCE, HARD WORK, DETERMINATION, TEAMWORK... A bunch of grade 6s built huge snow people yesterday. (The girls asked why they should be called “snowmen”!)The middle part/ball got too big and heavy for them to lift that it took them many trials and errors until I gave them a hint to roll it up instead. (I remembered rolling heavy balikbayan boxes from the basement into the car years ago; now I can’t do that anymore.) Then they remembered their simple machines and created an inclined plane with snow. Success! The first snow person was thawing and getting skinny with the sun shining and it was leaning towards doom, so they made a wedge at its base. Experiential learning at its best! MLJ/10/2019/StJohnPaulII
Sunday, September 29, 2024
Friday, September 27, 2024
Wednesday, September 25, 2024
Saturday, September 14, 2024
Insulated Listening
This song reminds me of some couples’ typical exchange at dinnertime:
Wife: Prices are so high! We can’t afford beef this time. I just got fish. I hope you like it.
Husband: Hmm…
W: Also we haven’t bought all the kids’ school supplies.
H: Hmm…
W: School bus fees went up, too.
H: Hmm…
W: When will you check the leak in the bathroom?
H: Hmm…
W: Have you been listening? I’ve been talking and talking here. You never listen! (Walks out.)
H: ???
MLJ/14/09/2024
Monday, September 09, 2024
Wednesday, September 04, 2024
Tuesday, September 03, 2024
GENERATION SWIPE
No attention in the classroom. No learning. No education. No...
Where is this world headed? Psychological cases keep on rising.
And no more doctors available. Hospitals are closing.
Will this generation beget another swipe generation?
"Horse" by Geraldine Brooks
I normally don't read fiction during a school year, but it was the long weekend and I couldn't resist "Horse". I couldn't put it down, but had to discipline myself and go back to my paperwork. Zzz...
Monday, September 02, 2024
Sunday, September 01, 2024
Suddenly!
Straight, wavy, curved.
Laugh lines, deep or fine.
Suddenly, there’s thinning.
Going gray, silver or white.
No telling if they’re hiding!
Suddenly, there are accoutrements.
A cane. A power wheelchair or scooter.
For limbs. For eyes, ears, mouth, heart.
Suddenly there’s tripping.
On even ground. Imagine!
And your middle expanding.
Has it been 42 years of adulting?
Of responsible citizenship?
A sweat for every earning?
Soon it’s the end of scrimping and saving
For it’s the last of your payday,
And the federal gods will be saying
How much more you should be breathing!
MLJ/28/08/2024
Wednesday, August 21, 2024
How sweet thou art?
With hoverflies hovering,
Red-belted bumble bees buzzing,
Cabbage whites silently slurping
Your sweet, sweet nectar flowing
And on your stems sticking
Spiders and ants wishing you’d stay
A never-ending summer they pray
For you morph into seeds
On white, feathery pappuses.
Oh, well. No use complaining
For henceforth we’re all wintering.
Thanks to your stubborn roots clinging,
Wicked winds blowing, seeds scattering,
Your sweetness we’ll be sucking next spring.
MLJ/23/08/2024/EastLakePark
Monday, August 19, 2024
From Deserts to Grasslands
Our Planet / From Deserts to Grasslands / NETFLIX
“Today, however, most of the prairie is silent. Humans slaughtered
the great herds. Less than 30,000 wild bison remain, and 90 percent of the
prairie has been lost, most of it to agriculture. What we eat, and how we
produce it, will determine the future of our planet’s grasslands. Our past
could show us how we can feed ourselves and still leave room for nature.”
“Protect the precious space that grasslands and deserts
provide, and the animals will bounce back.”