Posts Tagged ‘deep thoughts’

the good stuff

This week–well, this month and even next month–are crazy.

I’ve taken on some extra teaching obligations that will have me in the classroom every day; the kids have a dance recital and then a far-away-ish dance competition; our possessions seem to be staging a coup by breaking, one after the other (car, dishwasher, picnic table–picnic table! really?–upstairs plumbing). The schedule madness means that I’ll barely see Conor during the week.

But all the same, this is the last week of school for the kids, and they’re excited. And they get more interesting to be around every day. The weather is beautiful (after yesterday’s monsoon). And I’m excited about the book I’m working on and enjoying the class I’m teaching.

So–not that I’m not looking forward to the part of the summer when the classes I teach are over and I get a break and our schedule returns to a normal level of crazy–I keep thinking, this is the good part. This is what I’ll think about when I’m old and the house is empty.



I guess this is why my kids go to this school.

At the PTA meeting last night, a parent left her purse locked in her car. The window was smashed, the purse stolen.

The woman running the meeting came back to the microphone to explain what had happened, and she said (after warning us to be conscious of our surroundings and bring in our valuables or lock them in the trunk):

“I’m sorry this happened. But you know, it’s the holidays; it’s getting cold; lots of people are out of work. They’re getting desperate and they have families to feed. It doesn’t make it right, of course, but let’s say a prayer for the safety of our own community here and for the people who don’t feel they have any other choice, that they can also find the things they need and be taken care of.”

So, that’s why my kids go to school there. Because compassion and understanding even for the people who are strangers and who are scary to us does matter. I thought it was a striking, interesting response.

not to be political about it, but…

…I am really sick of hearing about how egregious and heartless and awful Tyler Clementi’s roommate is.

Oh, yes, it is an awful thing to do, posting an intimate video of someone else. And an invasion of privacy. And all that jazz. I’m not downplaying what a crappy thing it is.

But it is also the kind of thing that college students do all.the.time.

They were being jerks. They’re not murderers. They didn’t drive their roommate to his death.

What drove him to his death is a society that judges and ostracizes homosexuals in places all over the country.

And a society that doesn’t do nearly enough to recognize, accept, and treat depression and other mental illness.

I feel sorry for those college students and their families, as well as for Clementi’s family. They’re all going to live with this tragedy for the rest of their lives.