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The Waking
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I cannot go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.
Light takes the Tree, but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
--Theodore Roethke
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Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
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Wednesday, June 09, 2004
Yawn
I'm sitting here in the computer lab answering the occasional question. Most questions are about algebra and geometry which I can do - especially at the level they are working on. However, thank goodness for Google! I had to look up negative exponents and refresh my memory that pi are square. (sorry - I've been doing some really bad jokes lately) Some ask about English and the program we're using. Anyway, they are staring at their screens and clicking their mice (mouses?) and accomplishing things (I hope).
I went to see Stepford Wives last night at 100 Oaks. Linda and I met at Calypso before the movie. It had an impressive cast and was funny. We both realized that we'd never seen the original one. Now I think I'll rent it and see how they are different. This one was updated to current times and had some hilarious lines and moments in it. They gave out posters. Mine is going in my classroom which will be odd since the other movie poster I have is from The Hours. I guess people will think I am a big Nicole Kidman fan, but it's just that those two are the only screenings I've attended that gave the audience posters.
Home now after taking the cats to the vet. Brigit has lost a little over a pound, and Columbo has gained that much. He got his lion cut again since he doesn't groom himself properly and is a mess. I try to keep him combed and all, but nothing works after a point. It's OK and then he's rumpled again and has dreadlocks. He's a Rastafurian. (not going to apologize for this one - I still think it's funny) The vet laughed and then said some people have a green thumb - I have a Jamaican thumb. I'll stop but could go on. You're welcome.
8:55:00 AM
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