Monday, October 5, 2015

Teacher’s Appreciation Day – Today, October 5th “Raising the Blinds”

This post was inspired by a Grammarly blogger cluing me in that today is World Teachers’ Day.

Today I know and have grown to respect and appreciate many wonderful teachers. Back in the day it was another story. Those who got me as pupil in grade school years, was working with a reluctant learner of sorts, not exactly looking at teachers with the warm fuzzies in her eyes. Only a few teachers I recall with fond clarity…

…such as our elementary school principal who pulled me out of class, which meant having to find me and pull me from beneath a desk. Out of all the students in the school she selected me for a photo op to celebrate diversity with a neighboring school whose students were other ethnicities than those attending our school. I didn’t think much about the incident back then, but today I am humbled by this event.

For the most part my encounters with teachers existed in an invisible bubble. I didn’t ‘get’ them, and they didn’t ‘get’ me. If it wasn’t the teacher who moved my best friend to a higher class, telling my parents she wanted to see if separating me from my friend would motivate me to do better in class, which I didn’t, I performed even worse; then it was teachers pulling me aside to ask what I was so angry about. I had no answer. I didn’t even realize I was so angry.

But those chilly encounters I’ll leave inside Storytella; a book of short stories I published and was subsequently informed by a teacher who never taught me, but who read and reviewed the book, that I didn’t paint my teachers in the best of light.

This was because it wasn’t until the 11th grade when I finally met the teacher who presented me with a challenge that would impact and hallmark my writing career forever. I dedicated my best selling book and most popular poem Atlóta, to him.

My dedication to the teacher who raised the blinds for me...

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

One Reason to Support Banning Books!

Before the going gets started I better put this disclaimer up top. I sure hope banned books' week wasn't last week, because I sure did neglect to check.

Okay, so that out of the way... Let me be perfectly clear. I DO NOT SUPPORT BANNING BOOKS, however... there is one reason to hop on the occasion to share one miniscule reason that makes banning books tolerable.

The Attention. There. I said it.

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Stuff That Happens When Reading… A Lot!

Reading too much reminds me of vacationing too much; the very last two things I wouldn’t ever willingly go cold turkey on... no matter what they say about too much of anything isn't good.

Aside from the whole jet lag thing, trying to recover and get back to my normal groove after a vacation, or book, these two mental elopes are just far too nourishing and pleasurable to let this pass by without hanging onto the exposé...for as long as it lasts!

Friday, September 18, 2015

People Hunger for Reading…the Truth!

...And better believe it! We can spot a pussyfooter. The thing about it was, I was out and about shopping for some upbeat Lit news when I came upon a post and instantly started squinting my right and left eye.

Reading physical print books is nothing like reading on a device or screen, and neither is it like listening to an audio book or an oral story. Each engages the senses differently, much like listening to music plugged in your ear from a device, vs. music blasting through your home, a public park, coliseum, restaurant, or how about a live band actually playing their music in your home.

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Word Choice: Sticks and Stones

A long, long, long…a very long time ago; I’m speaking of 1968 when I first started school and was sitting in those little Seminole circles (supposed to be) repeating after the teacher, “sticks and stones may break our bones, but words shall never hurt us,” when I then realized ‘our mirrors’ might be on backwards.