1st Grade Sit-in

Our younger daughter has ups and downs with distance learning so far. Our other children, too. Maybe most kids do.

Not made easier by the two-way bilingual dynamic for the program she’s in.

Recently I sat with our six year old as she began her school day.

“Mariana Mariana…” the kids repeat.

I sit quietly on the side with my earbuds plugged into my daughter’s pink headset.

She’s a bit of a sleepy head right now. Deep into the week, a little earlier to bed might help. There’s a lot of yawning, a lot of fidgeting. And it’s only been 15 minutes.

Pandemic Life doesn’t make the kids’ days any easier. Bad air from surrounding wildfires don’t help.

I wonder how much these circumstances effect her experience. I bet a lot. A WHOLE lot. But that’s not the last word, either.

The situation isn’t ideal, but that’s life. Supporting through it, that’s God’s Grace in action.

Please work through me, Lord.

Lyrics Post: “Ants Marching”

This song wasn’t the first I heard by Dave Matthews, but it probably was the one that hooked me to his music.

“He wakes up in the morning

Does his teeth bite to eat and he’s rolling

Never changes a thing

The week ends the week begins

She thinks, we look at each other

Wondering what the other is thinking

But we never say a thing

These crimes between us grow deeper

Take these chances

Place them in a box until a quieter time

Lights down, you up and die

Goes to visit his mommy

She feeds him well his concerns

He forgets them

And remembers being small

Playing under the table and dreaming

Take these chances

Place them in a box until a quieter time

Lights down, you up and die

Driving in on this highway

All these cars end up on the sidewalk

People in every direction

No words exchanged

No time to exchange

And all the little ants are marching

Red and black antennas waving

They all do it the same

They all do it the same way

Candyman tempting the thoughts of a

Sweet tooth tortured by the weight loss

Program cutting the corners

Loose end, loose end, cut, cut

On the fence, could not to offend

Cut, cut, cut, cut

Take these chances

Place them in a box until a quieter time

Lights down, you up and die

Lights down, you up and die”

Hand-Off

Parents have been doing it forever; more broadly speaking, caregivers of kids have been doing it forever.

It’s how we support them. It’s also how we support each other. Chip in; come through when needed; be a go-to person, reliable, some one others can count on. Someone your kids can count on.

What happens next? Kids feel that sense of continuity and security. They feel the stability, they feel safe. And when this is so, children thrive.

It’s all in the hand-off.

This Is Community

We received this letter in the mail recently; it’s the second such letter since the pandemic took hold and shelter in place began.

The message this letter conveys is, “We’re in this situation together. There are people and organizations that want to help those in need; there are people Rut want to help you.

Let’s get through this together. We’re better as a community.

GOOD.

So Many Messages, One Purpose

There are so many ways, so many takes, but in the end just one purpose, I think: EQUALITY.

After 400 years a society, and almost 250 years a country, let it be so: that all people are equal and should be treated as such.

These names come to mind: Tommie Smith, John Carlos, Harry Edwards, Bill Walsh, Al Davis, Phil Woolpert, Horace Stoneham, Colin Kaepernick, Steve Kerr, Kyle Shanahan, Gabe Kapler, Evander Kane,…and…

George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, Atatiana Jefferson, Aura Rosser, Stephon Clark, Botham Jean, Philando Castille, Alton Sterling, Michelle Cusseaux, Freddie Gray, Janisha Fonville, Eric Garner, Akai Gurley, Gabriella Nevarez, Tamir Rice, Michael Brown, Tanisha Anderson, to name a few. These names? Those names of African-Americans who have been killed by police officers.

Some of these words on the backs of some NBA players’ jerseys as their teams compete in the playoffs.

“Say Their Names.”

“Love Us.”

Elevate the Voices That Need To Be Heard.

Brown Lives Matter.

“Enough.”

“Stand Up.”

“Black Lives Matter.”

“BLACK LIVES MATTER.”

Let your elected officials know what you. Let them know they are accountable for making society worse for all people.

ALL PEOPLE.

Say Their Names: https://interactive.aljazeera.com/aje/2020/know-their-names/index.html

Can I Get A Like? THANK YOU~

I’ve been at this social media thing for a while…Twitter, Facebook, Insta, and this blog.

FB I see as a personal network. The rest, and for sure, FOR SURE this blog —

my voice to the world. And so to increase the good this voice can do in the world,

I’m slowly adapting to the social media platform practices including,

Asking for Likes, Comments, Etc.

The engagement is what I’m here for, as the engagement furthers the voice.

Let’s lead the way, you and me, what da ya say?

Let’s you and me further the good, and so, can I please get a Like?

THANK YOU!

Labor Day

The late 19th Century saw the labor movement gain ground. As the turn of the century approached the movement spurred popular support to such degree that national, and international holidays were established to recognize and celebrate workers around the world.

During this same time more reasonable norms were established for number of working hours, and improvement of working conditions in some parts of the world as well.

This work for fair pay, safe conditions, and reasonable parameters otherwise is not complete. The movement must continue, and spread further now to more of the developing world where populations of workers still do not have basic rights and safe and reasonable conditions.

In the United States we celebrate Labor Day on the first Monday in September. In many other parts of the world they celebrate May 1 as Labor Day. Whichever the day, the cause is the same.

More than a century later, let us still Honor Labor. Not only that, let us demand safety, equity, and respect for workers everywhere.

I don’t mean to bug you, but I do mean to elevate the voices that need to be heard.

Let’s say it again:

HONOR LABOR.

Lyrics Post: “Everyday Glory”

You might be thinking, “RUSH must be this guy’s pandemic band…” not so.

In fact, this band has buoyed me for the better part of my life. Here’s another great lyric from a more recent tune by these guys, so true, seeking every day glory.

Enjoy.

“In the house where nobody laughs

And nobody sleeps

In the house where love lies dying

And the shadows creep

A little girl hides shaking

With her hands on her ears

Pushing back the tears

‘Til the pain disappears

Mama says some ugly words

Daddy pounds the wall

They can fight about their little girl later

Right now they don’t care at all

No matter what they say…

No matter what they say…

No matter what they say…

No matter what they say…

Everyday people

Everyday shame

Everyday promise shot down in flames

Everyday sunrise

Another everyday story

Rise from the ashes and blaze

In everyday glory

In the city where nobody smiles

And nobody dreams

In the city where desperation

Drives the bored to extremes

Just one spark of decency

Against a starless night

One glow of hope and dignity

A child can follow the light

No matter what they say…

No matter what they say…

No matter what they say…

No matter what they say…

Everyday people

Everyday shame

Everyday promise shot down in flames

Everyday sunrise

Another everyday story

Rise from the ashes and blaze

In everyday glory

If the future’s looking dark

We’re the ones who have to shine

If there’s no one in control

We’re the ones who draw the line

Though we live in trying times

We’re the ones who have to try

Though we know that time has wings

We’re the ones who have to fly…”

Writer(s): Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart