Party Hard with Some Classics

A good meme is a thing of beauty.

(If you don’t know what a meme is and you happen to use the internet, you should probably go educate yourself. I’ll wait. . . )

I know I have written about memes before, but that is the beauty of the meme . . . and the reason for its existence! They just keep resurfacing. Sometimes a meme can just PERFECTLY encapsulate your feelings in a way that nothing else truly can. Case in point:

einstein meme

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Now, some memes are just tasteless. HOWEVER, my humble opinion is that, while some memes are stupid and obnoxious, a well-made meme can enhance most simple messages. Thus, I am sharing a few humble Jane Austen memes I recently made for a friend’s birthday. . .

dance like austen meme

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jane austen meme - birthday party

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marriage

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In closing, Jane Austen once said “My idea of good company is the company of clever, well-informed people who have a great deal of conversation; that is what I call good company.” So, be clever, be well-informed, and please join in the potentially witty conversational world of the internet with clever memes!

Go forth and meme with class.

Nostalgia and Donuts

When I was little, my family somehow wound up with this novel device . . .

daisy donuts

After enjoying the Dazey Donut Factory throughout my childhood, I figured what better day than today, of all days, to mention it and the nostalgia it brings to mind. Today, being the first Friday of June, is National Donut Day. Now, before anybody gets bummed out that this is a post about Donuts and not a post about it being the 70th anniversary of D-Day, which is quite admittedly FAR more important than any donuts, I just wanted to share a really cool piece of history.

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National Donut Day was started by Salvation Army volunteers on the battlefields of France during World War One . . . and then the tradition continued on throughout WW2 until the day was commemorated in 1938 as an official national day that would occur annually on the first Friday in June. These volunteers would go around to military bases and hospitals in the field and give free donuts out to soldiers as a way to bring them CHEER and boost sagging morale!

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In fact, the Salvation Army folks believed so strongly that the soldiers needed a little piece of home that they even fried doughnuts up in soldiers’ helmets! So, if you enjoy a free donut, you should think about how awesome it is that this day was actually invented to honor and support soldiers even before D-day came around!

 

Springtime Magic: Photo Proof

Sometimes the stars collide and I manage to snap a photo at the right moment to show exactly what I am seeing and the magic of this beautiful changeable season that is Spring as it surfaces around me in New England! These are a few of those moments from the past few weeks . . . for your viewing pleasure!

the long-lasting bubble

This bubble last for whole minutes on the grass at Lynch Park!

rain rain

The rain became an impressionist painting through my windshield.

frosting sand

The sand on Wingaersheek Beach looks like frosting.

cloudburst

Even the overcast sky shines with new dimension.

a perfect day

An absolutely idyllic day at Wingaersheek Beach.

watermelon love

A surprisingly hidden and beautifully  revealed symbol of love from my watermelon.

The Privilege of Teaching: Witnessing Goodness

Today, in class, one of my students who typically is very withdrawn/antisocial did the most incredible thing. No hyperbole. It was truly the sweetest and kindest unsolicited thoughtful act I’ve ever seen someone do. 

Backstory: I have taught this student for years and he has never seemed to connect very well with other classmates, no matter the size of the group. At the school where I teach, quirky students aren’t exactly unusual and the culture is one of general acceptance, but this fellow always struck me as an outlier among a group of outliers. I mean, his classmates like him well enough and are generally nice/tolerant towards him, but his disconnection from peers was concerning. I’ve worried about him over the years I’ve had him in class, but he also is mostly in his own world and has never seemed to mind the disconnect. He’s that guy that is always staring off into the distance and distracted when we’re talking. . .

Story: So today, as we were transitioning from lunch to class-time and kids were filtering into the room, he turned to the three students that were in the room and started talking to them. Now, sometimes, when he does this, it’s kind of like you’re picking up mid-stream-of-thought. As in: he’s already had the 1st half of the conversation in his head and you have to catch up really fast in order to make any sense of what he’s talking about . . . I could tell that the three listeners were expecting that kind of conversation, but instead this happened:

“Hey, so a few days ago in one of my classes, one of my friends was really down on himself about a lot of things, and it got me thinking. I mean, none of my friends see themselves the way I see them, and I wish that they could see all the awesome qualities in themselves the way that I do . . . so I decided to tell people how I see them. So, I wrote you each something.”

He proceeded to give out POEMS to each of the three people he was speaking to . . . and I got to read one (with permission, of course) and OH MY DEAR SWEET LORD IN HEAVEN.

I cannot even begin to do justice to the magnitude of this act in my description; this would have been unbelievably thoughtful coming from ANYONE, but is rendered even more remarkable by this student’s usually-detached nature. I am trying to figure out how on earth I can make you understand the UTTER and complete sweetness of this gesture.  He wrote individualized, BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN, page-long (like 8 stanzas each!), RHYMING poems describing all the unique ways he found his classmates special and about how much they brought to his world with their personalities. He gave SPECIFIC EXAMPLES about ways that they have made his life in school better and applauded different aspects of their specific personality that he appreciates. I MEAN. I CAN’T EVEN ~ 

Suffice it to say: I very nearly cried on the spot.

The poem-recipients were equally as floored and so touched. It clearly made their day, and I was just so thankful for the reminder of how wonderful people can be, even when it is least expected.

I just wanted to share, because observing this whole scenario made me unbelievably happy in my heart.