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Friday, March 30, 2012

That Marvelous Invention -- the Mirror

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There was (maybe still is) a restaurant in the Georgetown area of Washington, D.C. called The Blue Mirror. I used to go there to drink Germa...
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Friday, March 16, 2012

Shenanigans (the Folklore Version)

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the flag of Wales Shenanigans.  The word sounds Irish (which it may or may not be, according to my research). Nonetheless, it makes m...
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Thursday, March 15, 2012

Ducks Are Not Nice People

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 Aflac Ducks are not nice people. For one thing they react to your appearance in their yard as if you were the Gestapo, even t...
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Monday, March 12, 2012

Remembering Sherryl

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On March 13, two years ago Winter had pretty much yielded to spring; New green infused with sunlight dazzled the eyes. Fruit tr...
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Friday, March 9, 2012

Confrontation

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Mrs. Rafina Draminsky In the following anecdote I am introducing the feisty (but hopefully lovable) protagonist in the only novel I eve...
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Friday, March 2, 2012

Simple? Or Not?

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. Simplicity... It's what you long for... ...the days when you could make a business call (to your health care provid...
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Friday, February 24, 2012

Conversation in a Teacher's Lounge

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"I'm thinking of recommending Melanie Hobbs for Honors English," Natalie Kassbaum said. "You're kidding,...
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Back in my mid-twenties I held a lowly clerical job in a San Francisco-based corporation. One day I was pulled from my regular duties and asked to go over various files in order to destroy evidence of price fixing. This new assignment violated my code of ethics and I was in the process of considering how and when to launch my protest when my in-laws decided to pay us a visit. Naturally, I spoke to them about my job dilemma since it weighed heavily on my mind. Here's what my father-in-law said: "Listen, tootsie, if your boss tells you to do something, YOU DO IT!" We (my husband, his parents and I) were seated in our small apartment drinking wine.Thus, my reaction to my father-in-law's admonishment was to hurl my wine glass in the general vicinity of his head. I am not proud of this criminally violent and shockingly immature behavior and, in retrospect, I regretted that I had not opted for a cleverer and more graceful way to address my father-in-law's misogynistic posturing. As the years progressed, I learned to act on the (formulaic) advice I gave my students -- "Use your words!"
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