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We Humans are Inventive Little Buggers

When you were a kid did you build things? Like throw a sheet over a table and call it your tent? Or pile branches against a tree trunk and call it your fort? We humans build things, don’t we? We’re always scoping out the resources, finding a sheet of cardboard and saying to ourself, “Self, … Continue reading

What One Little Person Does about Racism

We’re all prejudiced; that is, we all pre-judge based on appearance. Lots of us recognize this human tendency in ourselves and acknowledge that such judgments are often wrong. That’s not racism. Racism is DNA=Destiny. “Race” carries moral, physical and social inevitability. You can spot this when people say, “All Anglos ____” “Blacks all ____”  Mexicans … Continue reading

“What? WHAT?” Kids…

This happened today. 🙂 Just little humans being human. “Close the door, go back in the pool!” “Ok, but Mama, can you give us a snack?” “Yes, I’ll cut up the watermelon in a minute” “WHAT?” “I’ll cut up the wat-er-mel-on in a minute, close the door!” “WHAT?” “Watermelon!! I’ll bring it out in a minute!” … Continue reading

Brushed by the Wispy Wings of History

If you live long, and I hope you do, you will look back and realize that history has now and then brushed by you with wispy wings. When I was a little girl, I used to visit Aunt Sarah. Back then, kids could wander around town in safety because we all knew each other and … Continue reading

Remember This. This is Life.

My father was the son of a Polish serf. I don’t know if we humans really have a collective unconscious memory of things our ancestors experienced, but I suspect we have something like that. We still find a campfire relaxing, even if it’s just in a living room fireplace, we still like waterfront homes, even … Continue reading

Yesterday, Down on the Farm

Having grown up on a farm, I always felt privileged. Visiting my friends in their fancy houses in the suburbs, I was stricken with compassion (and claustrophobia) by the size of their yards. Why, there was another house right next to theirs! And where could they pasture their pony? And what can you DO in … Continue reading

The Burping Dinosaur Sings Happy Birthday

I love birthdays. That day when you made that scary, albeit short trip into what we call the real world. If you have ever been at a birth, you know there is something sacred about it. My grand daughter Fern’s third birthday is fast approaching and once again I will miss her party. My old … Continue reading

Christmas Eve in the Woods

I hope you have a wonderful Christmas. 🙂 This is a true story; best when shared.  

Boys and Girls: Viva la Difference!

Are you an expert on anything? I wish I was, but I am not. I was once accused of being an expert when I was getting ready to go speak at a community organizing seminar. Colleague: So you’re an expert now. Me: I don’t think so. What do you mean? Colleague: You’re traveling over 500 … Continue reading

Magic Moments: When we learn to read

My grandson Carlo learned “The Trick” today. That’s what I called it in first grade: The Trick. I was so excited! I decoded every word I could find. I remember sitting on the school bus for about a week trying to read “Superior” which was written on the bus floor mat. “Soo-per-eye-or” I kept repeating. … Continue reading