You won’t think this is funny, but I still can’t stop laughing. A few days ago during class someone’s cell phone starting ringing. The woman next to me — the lovely and shy Natalia from Russia — blushed, grabbed her purse and ran out the door. While she was outside digging frantically through her purse, inside the classroom the phone kept ringing. When she poked her head back in a few seconds later, with a […]
Read moreMonth: September 2009
My Friend the Fruitfly: A Cautionary Tale
“In Saussure’s theory, this was achieved through two epistemological strategies: by separating the diachronic from the synchronic perspective of analysis, positing them as orthogonal dimensions, and privileging synchronic analysis as the primary perspective of linguistic study…” If you know what that means and can tell me before I leave for school in a few minutes, I’d be much obliged. Last night a wee fly kept following me around. I swatted at it. (If you are […]
Read moreDream Photos
What happens when I leave my children behind? The younger takes up skydiving. I don’t know whether I’m more afraid for her life, or envious. My older wee one, however, is being a model child (well, 30-year-old child) and has even mailed me two actual real tangible letters. I miss my habibee. (I learned that yesterday from my classmate from Baghdad. It’s the plural form of an Arabic term of endearment.) Last night in my […]
Read moreLeaves of Green
Yesterday it rained. After school I came home and lit a fire in the woodstove. It’s starting to be fall already, with spots of pale yellow dotting the deep green of the woods, and leaves whirling off with every gust. The poison ivy winding up the tree trunks is scarlet. The sky was grey and heavy yesterday. This morning it was misty. Now it’s brilliantly sunny with a handful of high, translucent clouds. I approve […]
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