Friday, March 11, 2005
What a beautiful day!! Perfect for a run. The breeze blew so hard at times my pony tail was against my face and the trees were bent away from the brilliant blue yet cloud speckled sky. The trees and the daffidils are were flowering along the sides of the roads and walks. So peaceful. I wanted to just run ahead, and run forever, but I had too keep stopping for her. But that's okay because it was nice to have someone to share the beauty with.
Graceful professors, class being canceled, time taken out for long missed friends, great basketball games (even if we lost), goofing off, relaxing, yea... definitly a good day. I could definitly spend a long time in the library looking at books. Everytime I go there to get a book I get completely side tracked. Yea...I'm a nerd.
It was so fun playing soccer this week. I really wish we had won, but that's okay. Hopefully we'll all keep playing pick up games together for the rest of the semester. I really wish I hadn't hurt my foot before the last game. "What did you do to your foot!?" my roommate exclaimed when I took my shoe off revealing my broken toe, jammed toe, and the slightly swollen side of my foot. I played like and idiot, but had fun.
Pulling...stretching..
Have a grown two inches yet? Maybe I can dunk now.
Jerking harder, close to snapping
Please stop! Please! This is harder than it seems.
Defending, Ducking
Please don't hit me when I'm already down. That was cruel.
You hit me with a smile, saying it is out of love.
Please understand, I'm doing the best I can.
I am afraid, but you don't seem to see it. You're blind to this.
Please, I need some grace or I'll break.
No Matt, that's not an attempt at a poem, its just a weird form of rambling.
Ella esta en el hospital ahora. Ore para nosotros y especialmente para ella.
I'm sorry to you who I've snapped at, you who I have judged, you who I have hurt, you who i have neglected. I apologize for being wrapped up in myself. Please understand that I'm still a work in progress. He's changing me slowly, but I'm so stubborn so be pacient. I tried to be independent these last weeks. I tend to do that. Be close to God when everything is fine, but when life goes nuts I try to handle it on my own. I really need to trust You and learn dependence. But I'm learning that I tend to be that way with my relationships with people too (which isn't good to try to be too independent). "You really don't need anything do you?" He said. I half wanted to say, Yes I do! But I want to do it myself, I don't want to take things from anyone else. Is it because I hate feeling like I am a burden to people? Is it because I hate to feel needy? Is it because I'm too proud to admit I need help? I also notice that I don't deal with things well. I like to avoid the problem, not think about it. This is somewhat effective until it comes to a head and needs to be dealt with, or if its a person. I could continue to write on my recent revelations but I shall spare you.
I was looking for books for my honors contract paper on hispanics and the educational system, and wound up not getting much done and instead pondered. The problem isn't needing to teach them in spanish, but continue to teach them in english so they will learn the language and give them help outside of school or in a seperate class in school where they can ask questions. That's what my paper is on, but I wound up not thinking about that as much as the english speaking kids. How terrible it is that in other countries children are required to learn foreign languages and people are usually fluent in other languages, but not in America. Not in America where we techinically have no official language, are a melting pot, and are suppose to be supportive of other cultures. Instead, we are currently pulling foreign language classes out of elementary schools. Even in schools where foreign languages are taught, the students are not encouraged or pushed to learn it. They are basically given an effort for being there, and they are lucky if they can even recite the alphabet by fifth grade. We are becoming so wrapped up in what we consider "American" that we are ignoring that we are part of a larger world full of other cultures. We don't have an official language, but we force english on everyone. We're "tolerant" of other cultures but force ours on other people. We forget that we are a country of immigrants. Culture classes and foreign languages should be taught to children. Kids should know that there is a bigger world out there than the one they see around them. They should know that the American culture is not automatically supreme. Ugh, we're all so caught up in our own little lives.
Okay, I'll stop ranting. Have a wonderful weekend!!!
Graceful professors, class being canceled, time taken out for long missed friends, great basketball games (even if we lost), goofing off, relaxing, yea... definitly a good day. I could definitly spend a long time in the library looking at books. Everytime I go there to get a book I get completely side tracked. Yea...I'm a nerd.
It was so fun playing soccer this week. I really wish we had won, but that's okay. Hopefully we'll all keep playing pick up games together for the rest of the semester. I really wish I hadn't hurt my foot before the last game. "What did you do to your foot!?" my roommate exclaimed when I took my shoe off revealing my broken toe, jammed toe, and the slightly swollen side of my foot. I played like and idiot, but had fun.
Pulling...stretching..
Have a grown two inches yet? Maybe I can dunk now.
Jerking harder, close to snapping
Please stop! Please! This is harder than it seems.
Defending, Ducking
Please don't hit me when I'm already down. That was cruel.
You hit me with a smile, saying it is out of love.
Please understand, I'm doing the best I can.
I am afraid, but you don't seem to see it. You're blind to this.
Please, I need some grace or I'll break.
No Matt, that's not an attempt at a poem, its just a weird form of rambling.
Ella esta en el hospital ahora. Ore para nosotros y especialmente para ella.
I'm sorry to you who I've snapped at, you who I have judged, you who I have hurt, you who i have neglected. I apologize for being wrapped up in myself. Please understand that I'm still a work in progress. He's changing me slowly, but I'm so stubborn so be pacient. I tried to be independent these last weeks. I tend to do that. Be close to God when everything is fine, but when life goes nuts I try to handle it on my own. I really need to trust You and learn dependence. But I'm learning that I tend to be that way with my relationships with people too (which isn't good to try to be too independent). "You really don't need anything do you?" He said. I half wanted to say, Yes I do! But I want to do it myself, I don't want to take things from anyone else. Is it because I hate feeling like I am a burden to people? Is it because I hate to feel needy? Is it because I'm too proud to admit I need help? I also notice that I don't deal with things well. I like to avoid the problem, not think about it. This is somewhat effective until it comes to a head and needs to be dealt with, or if its a person. I could continue to write on my recent revelations but I shall spare you.
I was looking for books for my honors contract paper on hispanics and the educational system, and wound up not getting much done and instead pondered. The problem isn't needing to teach them in spanish, but continue to teach them in english so they will learn the language and give them help outside of school or in a seperate class in school where they can ask questions. That's what my paper is on, but I wound up not thinking about that as much as the english speaking kids. How terrible it is that in other countries children are required to learn foreign languages and people are usually fluent in other languages, but not in America. Not in America where we techinically have no official language, are a melting pot, and are suppose to be supportive of other cultures. Instead, we are currently pulling foreign language classes out of elementary schools. Even in schools where foreign languages are taught, the students are not encouraged or pushed to learn it. They are basically given an effort for being there, and they are lucky if they can even recite the alphabet by fifth grade. We are becoming so wrapped up in what we consider "American" that we are ignoring that we are part of a larger world full of other cultures. We don't have an official language, but we force english on everyone. We're "tolerant" of other cultures but force ours on other people. We forget that we are a country of immigrants. Culture classes and foreign languages should be taught to children. Kids should know that there is a bigger world out there than the one they see around them. They should know that the American culture is not automatically supreme. Ugh, we're all so caught up in our own little lives.
Okay, I'll stop ranting. Have a wonderful weekend!!!
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