Friday, March 29, 2024

Lesson 840: Seems Like it Happened Yesterday


It's Good Friday, Readers.

Here is a photo to mark the 

beginning of this Easter weekend.

Grandma noticed it one weekday morning

and sent me running with my camera.


I had a really busy week.

It went by in a blink.

Saturday.





Sunday.





Monday.



Tuesday.



Wednesday.



Thursday.


One of those weeks where you feel like this:

Eloise paddling upstream CLICK HERE

I got lost in the details of the planning

and the perfection of the execution

of making the week fall 

lockstep

into 

place.

Friendy Wendy sent me 

the words of Donna Ashworth

It's a lot, my friend.

Your life is a lot.

The world is a lot.

Your mind is a lot

Ashworth reminded all the people out there

doing their darndest

that we are

impressive, beautiful machines,

and that is more than enough.


I liked those words

and a little reflection is just what I needed.

Looking back on my week as I write tonight,

I only feel the smiles,

not the stress.

One of my favorite reporters 

reflected on his career with NBC this morning.
Harry Smith announced he is leaving to pursue other interests.

Mr. Smith is the feel-good features reporter

for the Today Show.

who covered the piece on our students' contact with 

the NASA astronaut in December.



I know it's a holiday weekend,

but I'm assigning mandatory homework.

Watch the highlight reel of Harry's career.

He put together a collection of his favorite pieces,

and our students got a mention right at the beginning.

As much as I loved being part of that project,

Harry had my heart at the elephant story!

I am in complete admiration 

of the experiences he's had 

in covering stories of amazing people.

CLICK HERE for Harry Smith's goodbye

Harry told Today's audience 

that he was heading back to his alma mater

to teach a class called Curiosity.

SIGN. ME. UP!

Or better yet,

maybe I'll sniff around for his syllabus

and start one myself.

Harry was teary at the end of his look-back,

and took a minute to harness his emotions

as he said his final words to the morning gang at Today.

It seems like it happened yesterday....

Harry said.

I understood this completely,

as this week I reread the words of a beautiful poem

friend Cathy shared on facebook this week.

The poet, Max Ehrmann,

penned Desiderata--Words for Life in 1927.

The were read at one of my graduation ceremonies

in 1989.

I feel them well worth the revisit

on this Good Friday.

Enjoy them for yourselves,

with some of my photos interspersed.

--Eloise

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.


Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.

Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.



You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.


Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

— Max Ehrmann, 1927






Friday, March 22, 2024

Lesson 839: Miracles

Good evening, Readers.
Eloise writes at night,
but I'm greeting you this weekend
with a morning sky.


Spectacular sunrise.


The timing of the sunrises in March
coincide with most of the first shift workers,
in particular the school folk--
when we are getting ready for the day.

We catch the sunrises because they demand our attention.
When we pay attention,
we notice all the little miracles 
around us.


March and the miracle of growth--


it's amazing given our weather.


One day like this,


and the next like this.


This capture is the young maple orchard
at Hurry Hill Farm in Edinboro, PA.


We visited last weekend
for some tasting


and a tour.












The tour is an out-and-back walk from the parking lot.

I recommend walking one way to 
enjoy the reading material


and catching a ride back 
on the tractor
or horse drawn carriage.

When the Bookmobile shows up at an event

you know it's bound to be a good time.

I was a bit of a celebrity as I flashedaround

the Rolling Ridge Elementary library copy

with a 1956 copyright.

 

Virginia Sorensen won the Newbery Medal

for her book in 1957,

so our copy doesn't have the gold seal 

on the cover.


The main building has a lovely museum
and gift shop to explore.



The first edition of the book that made 
our little Edinboro, PA famous.


They also have some of the original artwork.


The Newbery Medal was given to the museum
for permanent display.


The museum guide even let me hold it!
After some bookish-history-loving chatting with her,
I found she was a retired Gifted Education teacher.



Also worth checking out 
is the neighboring farm--
also producers of syrup


and home to this farm


and buffalo herd.



Not to mention a couple of cute donkeys.


The rest of the week was spent nursing poor Penny!
She hurt her paw 
and needed a trip to the Emergency Vet.
Just a sprain and she is on the mend.



Enjoy your weekend, Readers.
Grit through the last of the cold, Erieites.
Warm days ahead.

Eloise