Listening to: "Phantom of the Opera"- original London cast
Reading: Yeah, yeah… Summer Sisters (grumbling about it)
Weather: 78 and sunny
Trivia: HOW COMMON IS LYING?
A poll found 91 percent of respondents lie regularly, and interestingly it also found that most people are more likely to have told a serious lie to someone they know WELL. (Unless the pollsters are being lied to.)
Cool word: abracadabra [n. ab-ruh-cuh-DAB-ruh] The magician waves the wand and intones "Abracadabra." Something amazing and mysterious happens. This very ancient word has always been associated with mystical powers, and it comes down almost
unchanged from its origin. The oldest known users of this word were members of the ancient Alexandrian Gnostic sect of the Basilidians in the second and third centuries AD. They probably based their mystical word "abrasadabra" on the name of their deity, Abraxas. Another possible origin involves the three Hebrew words Ab (the father), Ben (the son) and Acadsch (the holy spirit).
Today the word might be used frivolously as a flourish for parlor tricks, but in the past its profound mystical powers were taken very seriously. For many centuries it was worn as a charm, written in an inverted triangle. At the top the whole word appeared, and on each succeeding line the last letter was removed, until the last line showed only the letter "a." With each letter that disappeared, it was believed that one trouble would disappear.
False Starts
I’ve deemed this to be "The Year of False Starts", or maybe it should be failed starts.
Last week it was the adult ed course, today it was the reading program. I told the little girl who has been selected as my victim…um…I mean tutee….to meet me in the library at 2:15, and she looked absolutely stricken. She didn’t think her mother remembered that she needed to pick her up. I told her I’d give her a call to be sure, but I was unable to reach her. I was afraid to keep the child after if her mother wasn’t aware of this, so I told her we’d start tomorrow.
Lest anyone reading this think I’m a total flake, I had seen the mother at school on Friday and had we had spoken about our schedule…at LENGTH.
So instead we start tomorrow.
God willing and the crick don’t run dry.
Monday is one of my busiest schedule days, but it really flew by. I’ve decided to take the four kids I have in my little reading group out of the classroom, and into the library. Technically, this is not what I’m supposed to be doing, as it’s not inclusion, but I have to get them away from that complaining teacher.
I also like getting away from her.
The kids were thrilled, even before I bribed them with office supplies.
I had spent about $45 on different kinds of crayons, markers, colored pencils, highlighters , pens, folders and stickers in an effort to keep them interested and organized. I brought in a bright colored tote bag that we’re keeping their reading books and workbooks in, and one of those plastic file boxes to keep all the other supplies.
The folders are nifty. They are plastic and transparent, but in bright colors. Work well done, or an answer well thought out will earn a sticker to decorate the folder.
I was the hero of the day.
A poorer hero, but you know, sometimes you just do whatever it takes.
The next part of numerology:
Persona: 8 The Persona number describes the way we appear to the outside world, the first impression people have of us. We may not even be aware of how we are perceived by others because we are so often focused on our inner world, and many times the inner does not match the outer. Persona gives us a peek at some hidden talents we have. The talents that we use to get along in the world and in some instances, protect us from it. It is likened to a bag of tools (jewels) that we carry with us along the way.
There is an air of affluence about you, no matter your station in life. People assume you are in control. You give the impression that you are the best at what you do, so naturally others look to you for leadership. You have an eye for quality and no matter what it takes you dress for success. Designer clothing of the highest quality is certainly your preference. People cluster around you hoping that some of that luck is contagious.
Now this one mystifies me a bit, although part of it is the truth. I do love designer clothes and I do buy them, at drastically reduced rates. But I don’t buy high-end designer stuff. I stick to Liz Claiborne (her fat line, Elisabeth), Jones New York and when I really splurge, Carole Little or Rena Rowan. I like to look good, and I’ve always felt that being heavy should not be equated with being sloppy or for that matter dressing like a nun.
I tend towards the flamboyant, I like bright colors, wild jewelry and trying to put things together in a way that someone else might now think of doing. I love to read fashion magazines (or at least look at the pictures) and see how I can adapt what’s in there to my own style.
I do give the impression of being in control, and stubbornly often refuse to back down. This is not necessarily a good thing. I see that as being a flaw, I hate being wrong and have a hard time acknowledging when I am. I might know it inside, but I think it’s a weakness to let anyone else see that.
I also think that the luck thing is wrong, but I can’t figure out what the definition of luck is in this context. I am not a lucky person. I rarely win anything nor am I often in the right place at the right time.
Enough revelations and introspection for today.
Time to go back to the Sunday New York Times crossword puzzle. I’m having a surprising amount of success with it, and feel as if I’m on a roll.
Those rare times that I actually finish it make me feel well read and intelligent. Doesn’t happen often, so I need to run with it when I have the chance.
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