On this day in history…
On January 29, 1845, The Raven was first published.
It’s my favorite Poe story.
Quoth the Raven, “Nevermore.”
When I take my allergy medication, I don’t sleep well.
When I don’t take my allergy medication, I can’t breathe.
It’s a tough choice.
I haven’t been taking my allergy medication lately.
I really do need to sleep.
But this morning my nose wouldn’t stop running.
I teach English on line.
I need my voice to be clear.
I need to be able to teach pronunciation properly.
Today we studied the /zh/ sound.
As in treasure, casual, vision…
You can’t pronounce /zh/ properly when you are congested.
I don’t want my students to learn English with a cold accent.
I took an allergy pill.
I may regret it later.
But the lesson went well, so there’s that.
Today I had an online student with barking dogs in the background.
I asked him to please quiet the dogs because they were distracting.
I muted his microphone a couple of times, telling him that we couldn’t hear him over the dogs.
I did want to give him every possible opportunity to participate.
But I couldn’t let his dogs distract the rest of the class.
Finally, one of other students said,
“Shut those damn dogs up!”
Well said, English student, well said.
Excellent example of an imperative sentence.
My beginning English conversation student from Vietnam
told me that he wants to visit the United States.
He wants to see the “Freedom Woman on the River.”
The Statue of Liberty has now been renamed.
In my mind anyway.
That was the cutest thing ever.
I didn’t tell my student it was cute.
He’s a cardiac surgeon.
Cute would not have gone over very well.
Facebook is easy.
We’re already friends.
I don’t have to explain myself.
I write my goofy stories.
And everyone knows what I’m talking about.
I don’t have to explain a thing.
Blogging is different.
People don’t know me.
I have to explain.
But explaining ruins the rhythm of the story.
It’s kind of like explaining a joke.
If you have to explain it, it’s not funny.
So I will write this first post to introduce myself.
After that, I’ll just write.
I am a mom,
and an empty nester.
I have two grown sons.
Both of my children are diabetic.
Diabetes is a nightmare.
But it is also our completely new-normal status.
I have a wonderful husband.
Who fixes things around the house and generally makes himself useful.
And is occasionally the subject of some hilarious stories.
I have a dog.
She is lazy but very cute and cuddly.
The family is often reminded that the dog is my favorite child.
I teach English as a Second Language
to adults, on line, around the world.
I am a Toastmaster.
A Distinguished Toastmaster.
Being a Toastmaster has definitely made me a better English teacher.
I love to write.
I’ve been reading and writing as long as I can remember.
My favorite toys, when I was a kid, were my books, a spiral notebook and a pencil.
A pencil, not a pen.
I’ve always preferred a pencil.
I was born and raised in Southern California.
We recently moved halfway across the country to Texas.
This move was not nearly as traumatic as I anticipated.
I have made lots of new friends in Texas.
I am keeping touch with my old friends through social media.
I plan on making lots of new friends through blogging.
Why am I starting this blog?
Because I’m tired of Facebook.
I’m tired of all of the ads.
I’m tired of all of the political wrangling.
I’m tired of the algorhythms that may or may not be connecting me with the people I want to be connected with.
I want to control my own platform.
I want to control my own intellectual property.
Although I use the term “intellectual” loosely.
Why do I write?
Because, to quote someone whose name I can’t recall, but I don’t want to be accused of plagiarism,
“I write because I can’t not write.”