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Both at the same time

Published May 25, 2015 by Lynda Christine Rodriguez

As strange and bizarre as my life is (Imagine, I know you find that hard to believe) sometimes I can’t think of anything to write about. (I’m waiting to see what else happens to the state of Juan Diego on my grandmother’s front lawn. I only have half of the story right now.)

Whenever I get stuck for ideas, I usally cruise the Xo Jane site or Jezebel, because I just love those snarky babes. (That is meant as a huge compliment. There are whole days when I long for someone to call me a snarky babe. I also go out with these snarky babe dreams and come back with crazy bitch reality.) Anyway, I looked at XO Jane but just felt guilty that I’m not quite up on actual news enough to comment with the right edge, or intelligent snark that XO deserves.

Jezebel got me. They had a while new angle on the Duggar horror (I’m speaking of the child molestation, not the fact that one woman who is basically a baby factory is allowed to be quoted on actual decisions and makes  statements that have an impact on her children and possibly the misinformed at large, when we know that pregnant and post pregnancy women are in a kerfuffle of hormones and if you do the math, how much of her life has she spent being pregnant? (Really, do the math, I’m terrible at math.)

Of course, I’m talking about the Josh Duggar child molestation thing. If you have been living in a cave on Mars with your fingers in your ears (Move over, I’ll join you!) follow the link http://jezebel.com/

And while you’re there, check out the story the new French Law that states grocery stores will be fined if they waste unsold food.  I’m glad someone is thinking about this. I went on a rant about wasted water at school the other day. Just the number of almost full water bottles that get throw away at the end of the day is embarrassing.

Check it out. There’s some fun stuff.

I’ll get back to you on Juan Diego and his mysterious plight.

I think I am a Dorkus Malorcus

Published January 22, 2014 by Lynda Christine Rodriguez

It could be I’m getting too busy to pay attention to what I’m doing. This sounds insane, and it’s not on the job, just at home. I keep misplacing things and fumbling around trying to get things together. Having Actor Boy here kind of rumpled my routine, and my routine wasn’t set in stone yet, so the whole thing is having a ripple effect. I am way behind on my writing (contract and personal) but I do have some really good ideas that are just waiting to spring out of my head, Athena like. (See what I did there? My brain is functioning on some classical reference level, which you know will come in handy when I forget how to cross the street and the police have to come and fetch me. I will respond, “I was afraid Sisyphus would lose hold of his rock.” I don’t see that turning out well for me. Or the rock for that matter. Not The Rock, I’m sure HE’s doing fine.)

The previous paragraph is a perfect example of how things are drifting around in my brain.

One of my on the job observations is that I am very lucky to have a sassy brain( take a minute to picture a brain in a mini-skirt, pigtails and a Ramones T-shirt.) because I’m rarely bored. The job I am loving the most right now is my library job. I get to work with my BFF and a lot of cool folk. I also get to touch every single book in the library. This is great because, of course, my brain finds plenty of things to say about author photos, book flap descriptions, and what people leave in books.  It does make my head feel rather chatty; I drown it out with audio books.

I have only been in the classroom for one day this semester. I still love to teach but it does get frustrating when you are limited by lesson plans, class sizes, apathy and thinly veiled bullying (and that’s just the adults!).

I am still trying to wrap my mind around some things that I saw while I was teaching in a densely populated inner city school. Suffice it say that my personal safety was never compromised and the kids were fairly well behaved. The other observations will need so further thought and research on my part.

The question is: When do kids lose the desire to learn? What causes it? How do you get it back?  And how can I keep Julia Roberts from playing the part in the movie when we all know that Kathy Bates or Gabourey Sidibe would completely own it?