A Day In The Life

People, Places, Nature, LIFE!

11/20/2016
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Song Lyric Sunday : Gratitude

This week’s song lyric Sunday theme is gratitude. I am so grateful for the friends in my life, their friendship, their support, being able to share laughter with them. Can’t imagine life without them. For Good from the musical Wicked is my choice this week.

Song Lyric Sunday

(Elphaba)
I’m limited
Just look at me
I’m limited
And just look at you
You can do all I couldn’t do
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So now it’s up to you
For both of us
Now it’s up to you

(Glinda)
I’ve heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don’t know if I believe that’s true
But I know I’m who I am today
Because I knew you…
Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I’ve been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good

(Elphaba)
It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You’ll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend…
Like a ship blown from its mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a skybird
In a distant wood
Who can say if I’ve been changed for the better?
But because I knew you

(Glinda)
Because I knew you

 

11/15/2016
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Share Your World

Are you a traveler or a homebody? 

I am most definitely a homebody, always have been. When I was younger I enjoyed traveling but no longer fly and am happy to go somewhere an hours drive away and stay for one night.

What kind of TV commercial would you like to make? Describe it.

It would have something to do with nature and how important it is for the brain and body to get out and be with nature, listen to the birds and see the sunrise. Sounds corny but there is value to it that many don’t realize.

 

Describe yourself in a word that starts with the first letter of your name.

My husband said lively, which I would agree with- the teacher I work with asked me if I ever stop moving, I am always zipping around the classroom.

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List some fun things for a rainy day.

Binge watching a TV show series to catch up on it. Needlepoint, knitting, writing blogs.

Grateful every day I wake up.

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11/14/2016
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Fish Tale

I was fortunate as a child to spend 2 weeks every summer at the home of my Grandparents. Our family would pack up the car, 4 kids and a dog and make the 2 hour drive from our home in New Jersey to the shores of Long Island. Our days would be spent at the ocean, running up and down the enormous dunes. Some days were spent poolside at home. My job in the early morning was to skim off whatever debris had landed in the pool overnight. The net I used was enormous in comparison with my 8 year old body. Its long pole unwieldy as I attempted to scoop the leaves from the water. I can remember the quiet of those mornings, the stillness of the water of the bay that surrounded the house. The excitement at finally getting that last leaf out of the pool, and running to the house to announce we were ready to go!

My grandfather owned a boat, so we usually would go out fishing with my Uncles at least once during our stay.

Fishing with my sister

Fishing with my sister

My Uncles would always put the bait on the line for us, and cast off, and when we felt a tug we knew to give a yell so they could help us reel in whatever had taken a bite. Usually it was a blowfish, or puffer fish, a small round fish weighing less than a pound. When caught they puff themselves up into a balloon shape. We would always throw them back. Sometimes we’d get a Rock Lobster, also to be thrown back. Then one day I felt a pretty strong tug on the line. I started to try to reel in whatever it was, but was having a hard time. My Uncle came to help and I remember the look on his face, it wasn’t so easy for him either. Whatever was on the other end of the line was putting up a good fight. Amazingly, as the fish broke the water, he realized it was a Blue Fish. I remember my Uncles, Grandfather & Father cheering, and saying Grandma would be happy when we got home as there was tonight’s dinner. Truth be told, I didn’t partake in dinner that night. My 8 year old self was a bit overwhelmed by all the commotion over my catch, and I felt a little bad for that fish. I recently came across this photo which reminded me of that eventful day, and some wonderful summer memories.

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11/11/2016
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Thursday’s Special

This week Paula has given us  the recurrent photo challenge theme: Pick a Word. We  have a possibility to choose between five different words, or do several or even all together (in one post). The words are:

ascending    idleness        jaunty       whiff         luminosity 

I have chosen      luminosity :the intrinsic brightness of a celestial object

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11/09/2016
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Try To Love One Another

I awoke to the news that Donald Trump was elected President of the United States. I found it to be a sad statement on where the people of the US are now, seeing they have elected a man whose campaign was based on fear mongering, poking fun at the disbaled, and dividing a country rather than trying to unify it. In response to his being elected I put together some positive images accompanied by the 1967 Youngbloods song Get Together

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Love is but a song to sing
Fear’s the way we die
You can make the mountains ring
Or make the angels cry
Though the bird is on the wing
And you may not know why

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

If you hear the song I sing
You will understand (listen!)
You hold the key to love and fear
All in your trembling hand
Just one key unlocks them both
It’s there at you command

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

11/08/2016
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Share Your World

Describe your own outlook on life in seven words or less.(NOTE:  does not  have to be a sentence)

Try not to sweat the small stuff.

Where do you like to vacation?

The beach!! My favorite go to place for sure, no question.

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Candy factories (sweets or treats including chocolate) of the entire world have become one and will now be making only one kind of candy. Which kind, if you were calling the shots?

Anything chocolate

Complete this sentence: Something that anyone can do that will guarantee my smile is… 

Give me a smile first, bring me flowers, a dog smiling back at me, nature, an unexpected hug from a Firefighter

Share Your World

11/07/2016
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Feathered Friends & Foliage

The clocks turned back and I gained an hour so off at went at 7am for a walk. I found a log -on the far right in the photo below-to sit on off the trail in the park I visit, and watched the birds flying in and out of the feeder there. dscn8168Close enough to hear the whoosh of their wings as they flew by me, yet far away enough that they didn’t realize I was there. Well maybe they diddscn8128

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The sun was shining on these trees, but the reeds were still shaded, making for an interesting look in this photo. I have done nothing to alter it- though the reeds almost look superimposed in the front.dscn8089

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I couldn’t resist a wave to myself within the early sun and beauty of the day!dscn8096

11/06/2016
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Constructive Criticism is an Oxymoron

dollarphotoclub_48267466-copyThis week at work there was a major blow up between 3 first grade teachers and the music teacher. For many years there has been a certain degree of dissatisfaction among the teachers with the way the music class is run, but nothing has ever been said directly to the music teacher about it. Three first grade classes attend music together, totaling almost 60 kids. To say it can be challenging to keep them all focused and paying attention is an understatement. Unfortunately it is made more difficult by the music teacher not being prepared and talking too much in between songs allowing time for many of these 6 year olds to become restless and begin talking to one another. That leads to the music teacher becoming angry and then becoming angrier when the first grade teachers are talking to one another and not monitoring their classes. It is a vicious cycle, a catch 22. The “blow up” began with the music teacher throwing out 2 of the first grade teachers, yes, kind of like high school, for talking during class. The third to go was me. Then the real problem was when the music teacher embarrassed one of the teachers (not me) in front of the 60 students and that teacher started to cry. No need to watch reality shows on TV, one was playing out right before my eyes in our school. The crying teacher headed straight to the Principal’s Office which led to the music teacher being called in a few hours later.

Why am I telling you all this? The music teacher is a neighbor of mine. She came and knocked on my door over the weekend to apologize to me and talk about the “incident.” It led into a discussion, and I found myself telling her what I really thought, (when will I ever learn) trying to watch how I was presenting what I was saying, but there seemed to be only so much I could sugar coat. I tried to explain the reason the 1st graders ended up talking was because there was too much “down time” and when she keeps interrupting the music because a few kids aren’t paying attention it only makes it worse. I did not mention that I think she is unprepared, allowing the kids to lose interest. I told her I was not telling her this to be mean, but rather in the hope the class might be “revamped” to work for everyone. She then referred to my words as “constructive criticism”, which I objected to, as I didn’t feel I was criticizing her, but I guess I really was. Somehow because I felt I wasn’t coming from a place where I was trying to be mean or hurt her then therefore it wasn’t criticism. But it was. I know for myself that if I want to change and grow I need to explore my reactions to things, the reason behind my actions, and be open to guidance from people and their suggestions to help me achieve this change. Perhaps it is different if one seeks out this help and then can accept it with an open mind, as opposed to someone (me) offering their perceptions of a situation and how it might be changed without having been asked. (to her). I repeated more than once that I wasn’t telling her all this to hurt her, but she made it pretty clear she was taken aback by my words. She did thank me for my honesty as she does want the situation to change and knows it can’t continue as it has been going.

Was it constructive? Is there ever a place for telling someone what you really think in the hope that things will change- that they will change- or does it end up just doing more damage in the end? I welcome your thoughts!

11/06/2016
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A Photo a Week Challenge: Cropping

This week Nancy Merrill invites us to crop our photo- explaining that cropping can take a picture from okay to interesting. It can change the feeling or perspective of a shot. Cropping a shot from landscape to portrait (or vise versa) can help change the focus of your image. Cropping helps you tell your story in exactly the way you want.

These boys in the tree presented an opportunity to capture a cute shotcrop1-2

But it was not until I cropped the photo that I realized they were holding hands.crop2

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11/02/2016
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The Weekly Smile

My smile for the week occurred yesterday in my first grade classroom, where I am an assistant teacher. One of the boys was working at his desk while I was standing nearby when he asked me, “Miss Lisa, will you come with me next year to my 2nd grade class?” This child is a a bit of a worrier and always thinking about the future. I was touched that he would ask and told him I wasn’t sure right now what I’d be doing next year, but you never know. I then told him we still had plenty of first grade to get through and it was a long way off. He agreed and said , “yeah, like a million days until then.

An hour later we went to lunch and he approached me while I was sitting with another teacher and asked, “Have you made your decision yet?” It made me smile and laugh, hearing such a maturely phrased question from a six year old, and apparently even though there were a million days until then he was still thinking about it.

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The Weekly Smile