So, it was Easter on Sunday, so maybe I have Easter on the brain...but I learned some new things today...Amy (my CT) told me that her minister husband told her about the specific date of Easter--that it is the Sunday after the full moon after the Vernal Equinox. If I may digress, (which I will), I LOVE astronomy and Latin roots. They sound so smart and sexy. Vernal equinox, according to Wikipedia, has to do with when the sun is positioned over the Earth's equator...and in my opinion, when the old Greek and Latin people figured stuff out. I want to go by the sun!!!
There's a town in Italy...I think it was Siena (maybe I'm wrong, I'd have to check the pictures)-- that the town clock on the tower in the center of the town only had an hour hand. Yes. I want to live there. Imagine a conversation on timekeeping:
"What time is it?"
"Well, it's 11-something."
"Can you be more specific?"
"Nah."
"In that case, I think I'll have another glass of wine, because I'm probably not supposed to be somewhere for a while."
Societies that carefully charted suns and moons and storms and stars...I just love it. Meteors= something unexplainable and amazing. Yep, that's as much science as I want to know. Plus, societies like that probably approved of the naked moon dance...the bathe in the moonlight ritual...show the moon your breasts dance that Aunt Janet originated...or at least shared with me...
So, Easter was low-key. I had a couple of events this weekend: picked up a shift at the art shop for Ariel, had a lovely home-cooked (well, chicken) dinner with Carrie, Chris, and Jay, then a fun housewarming party at Will's. Saturday was busy, but I got to see my mom a bit-- she's getting on with her paper and actually making some headway. Let's see, Jay helped set up for my 'old skool' Pre-graduation Party...people came, we played games, enjoyed each other's company, etc...then I had church on Sunday and a nice lunch with the family. I love weekends like this. :)
So, with Easter on the brain, a Jimmy Eat World song came up on my (stupid skipping) itunes: called "Casino." The words that caught my ear were "all the salt in the world won't melt that ice"-- what could possibly be so thick and difficult to travail that all the salt can't help you through? That seems rough...
Some of my students are reading Echelbreigh's "Nickel and Dimed"-- which is fun to discuss with ego-centric 14 yo's-- because the concept of an actual living wage is so disquieting when they are so happy to be part of a class that has possibly recently climbed out of the lower classes of poverty on which our nation is built...I just felt like I was starting the kindling to a fire that might blaze up with these blase kids...that they can choose to make change: "Get up, Get up
Fight off the system
I play my little part in something big"-- who knows? I hope something at least was a little begun...
"I'll accept with poise and grace"-- I appreciate any song that encourages poise and grace...what a better world it would be if we lived every moment with as much grace. I don't know, it sounds cliche, but grace seems like the answer...to so many questions.
I guess I'll just put the lyrics here, and recommend that if you want to hear a catchy song that just might make you think, check this one...
but seriously, is this not crying out for a lesson at church school or something?? Well, whatever your faith...and I'm not sure that mine is sitting squarely in a church right now, but, yeah, "rock on, young savior"!!
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Before this world starts up again
It's me and night
We wait for the sun
The kids and drunks head back inside
Well there's lots of smart ideas
In books I never read
When the girls come talk to me
I wish to hell I had
Get up, Get up
Turn my ignition
Get up, Get up
Fight off the system
I play my little part in something big
I'll accept with poise, with grace
When they draw my name from the lottery
And they'll say all the salt in the world couldn't melt that ice
I'm the one who gets away
I'm a New Jersey success story
And they'll say: "Lord give me the chance to shake that hand"
They'll say...
Back when I was younger
I was someone you'd have liken
Got an old guitar I've had for years, I'd let you buy
And I'll tell you something else
That you ain't dying enough to know
There's still some living left when your prime comes and goes
Get up, Get up
Dance on the ceiling
Get up, Get up
Boy you must be dreaming
Rock on young savior
Don't give up your hopes
I'll accept with poise, with grace
When they draw my name from the lottery
And they'll say all the salt in the world couldn't melt that ice
I'm the one who gets away
I'm a New Jersey success story
And they'll say: "Lord give me the chance to shake that hand"
I have one last wish
And it's from my heart
Just let me down
Just let me down... easy
I'll accept with poise, with grace
When they draw my name from the lottery
And they'll say all the salt in the world couldn't melt that ice
I'm the one who gets away
I'm a New Jersey success story
And they'll say: "Lord give me the chance to shake his hand"
They'll say...
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