When I open up my fridge, the first thing I see lays at the top of the basket where we keep our cheeses and lunch meats. It is a Hillshire Farm summer sausage, given to us at Christmas time, and it always makes me smile; not because I particularly love summer sausage (I do), but… Continue reading Foodie memories
Category: The Narrator
Jen’s personal blog
I couldn’t make this up if I tried…
Startling political news: Santa himself may be showing support for an unspecified third party candidate. I'm not joking. First of all, you know our country's hit hard economic times when Santa Claus himself has to take a part time job manning the Pizza Hut Express counter in the Strongsville Target store. When I asked him about it, Santa --… Continue reading I couldn’t make this up if I tried…
A rally cry
The following is a writing assignment posted for our master's action research class this morning and my response for said assignment. I'm not sure what got into me exactly, but I was all fired up, especially when you take my words beyond the action research context and into our daily lives. ----------------------------------------------------- Please reflect on… Continue reading A rally cry
Motivation
What motivates you as an adult learner? How will you motivate those who you will instruct? Really think about this answer - this is the whole reason you have entered this program! When I was growing up, my family was broken. We didn't have much: both of my parents left college to have me and… Continue reading Motivation
A poem
A Poem ----------- 'Twas a week before Christmas, and in da Jen's house, Gizmo curled sleeping with his catnip-filled mouse whilst alone at her 'puter, his mistress did wheeze behind clutches of tissue to catch the next sneeze. The thermometer read at one hundred and two, and poor Jen didn't know just what she was to… Continue reading A poem
Our time
I had an interesting experience this morning. I had to run to the post office to get some stamps so I could mail out my car insurance payment, and the line was unusually small for a Saturday. There was just me and a man in front of me, fidgeting quite a bit as he waited… Continue reading Our time
Revelations
Have I ever told you about the time I met Jack Lambert? Summer 1998. One of the most influencial summers of my life, though I didn't know it at the time. I was 14 years old, failing miserably at my very first attempt at a long distance relationship but succeeding at writing short fiction. Adam… Continue reading Revelations
Angry Angsty Poets
Today was one of those days I really like Clarion (and no, I'm not being sarcastic). Adam didn't get out of class until 4:30, but we have our presentation tomorrow morning so I stayed around so he, Joe and I could prep for the presentation. We decided to meet up on the top floor of… Continue reading Angry Angsty Poets
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