Month: March 2010

  • For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.How do you get kids into this?Here's how.


     
    The Daily News


    1   LOVELY times y'all!

    2   If you are smiling during the rain and clouds, then you totally get it!

    3   Ah, life's GOOD!

    4   It's funny, but my day yesterday started out like seltzer in a lightning bolt.

    5   Lousy analogy, I readily admit, but it worked in a "this-certainly-shouldn't work"
    sorta way.

    6   We have this STRANGE sched this week, having us doing two full days, already done, a minimum, and then a full day Thursday.

    7   Hey, at least I have a job.

    8   But MEANwhile...

    9   My Bose sound system conked out on me early morning yesterday. I was going to show the students the first part of Romeo and Juliet, either version. I forgot my own DVD's at home, so I began begging other teachers for the films.

    10  Fortunately, one teacher had everything, so I grabbed all of 'em and headed for the classroom.

    11  One of my greatest pleasures as a teacher is the first time students see the opening scenes to R and J. This year's classes know NOTHING about the story, and very little about Shakespeare, so it makes it that much more fun for me.

    12  My approach is that it ISN'T and probably shouldn't be categorized as "literature" simply because that defines it as a subject in school rather than as a show.

    13   I prepare them with a list of thee's and thou's, and all the rest. They are grouped, the groups must name themselves, and then I have them write as many phrases that are places as they can in five minutes. "...in a park", "...on a cloud waiting to get into heaven", "...at McDonald's", etc. They must then drop characters into the place, and then sprinkle in a conflict.They then make skits using the list of thirty some-odd Shakespearean words, only in a modern day skit.

    14   It works famously. The skits are always hilarious. One group had four students, and they were each a tub of ice cream at Baskin-Robbins. They started it out saying "Tis cold in here!" The response? "What dost thou expect? Thou art ice cream!" The language does the "immersion" thing, and before long, it is as natural as breathing.

    15   Takes a few weeks, but by the time they have read the first half of the play, listened to low-budget CD's, and gone over the "script" and sharing ideas as to how we might stage it, they are more than ready for the films. I naturally prefer Zefferelli to Luhrmann, but both have clearly better actors than McDougal-Littell.

    16   I do begin with the Moulin-Rouge director's first. It keeps the students from begging for it. It also establishes the Luhrmann version as the opening act. The reactions are ALWAYS incredible, and quite often I have not only succeeded in having them understand Shakespeare, but of "getting" it: the music of the language, the excitement, the fact that it is simply a play, and that they could enjoy these plays for the rest of their lives.
     
    17  By the time I hear the immortal opening words Two households, both alike in dignity, in fair Verona... I know that I have them.
     
    18   Yesterday though, was a bust in the morning. I put the audio-out cable into my Bose, and the connection zapped out. For whatever reason, it made the voices almost inaudible, but BLASTED the music so loudly that the roof shot off the top of the P-building, soaring off into space like that spaceman in 2001.
     
    19   I literally got tech-Zen about it, and the students became invisible to me while I focused on the challenge: to get the sound system back up and working as fast as possible.
     
    20   Fortunately, I had an Altec back-up system, but it had also been having volume challenges last time I used it. I just prayed, and nothing seemed to work.
     
    21   I finally routed the music through the LCD projector, which miraculously had an audio out, and looped it back to the Altecs. The sound was never more clear. But it took me midway into my second class before I had it going. I had them work on vocab, so nothing seemed horribly wrong, but I was on the verge of having a stroke, I swear to you.
     
    22  By my third class, however, it all worked. I told them the story, and that I don't believe in bad days, just series' of things that sometimes go awry in succession.
     
    23   I collect homework in those tubs you can buy at Wal-Mart, so I had collected the vocab from the other class and wedged the tub into a chair in front of the room, just so the stuff would be in front of me. I get to it and correct it early that way. So after I had placed the tub in the chair, I next put on the Luhrmann version of Romeo and Juliet. My class exploded in delight. They ABSOLUTELY had NO idea it would have explosions, helicopters, gangs, guns, and Leo in his Titanic prime! When the title came up, William Shakespeare's...Romeo and Juliet, they applauded!


     

    24  I broke into a grand smile. Broke is the perfect word for it. It's been a bit of a rough year, and truly, it was a moment of almost emotional triumph, because they were hooked. They didn't want to leave, with half the class lingering, not wishing to go to their next class.
     
    25   With a bit of a swagger, I used it to send a message. "See? I told you I don't believe in bad days..." and I sauntered over to the tub of homework, and grabbed it swiftly, hoping to pirhouette back across the room and sit at my desk.
     
    26  The tub stuck in the chair, and wouldn't budge. I almost fell over, Chaplinesque. I stopped, looked up and caught the eye of one girl, who smiled, all ears and braces. She caught the whole thing. Ah, humility, H is thy middle name!
     
    27  Sometimes it's the little things...
     
    28  Have a great day everybody.
     
    29  Enjoy the rain. It can be one of life's true pleasures.
     
    30  Be aware of your umbrellas.
     
    31  Umbrellas we misplace because they are not part of our daily routine.
     
    32   Remember that.
     
    33   Peace and rain. This was fun.



    ~H~

     


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    from Dear Abby today!
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    1    I had a DN written entirely last night, in fact polished it off at 4 a.m. after crashing last night at 9, but decided not to use it.

    2    Just didn't like it.

    3    Happens.

    4    Instead, I read this morning's Dear Abby in the Merc, and thought it fun!

    5    It's about cars and professions.

    6    Here it is, in its entirety. Hope you enjoy it!

    Dear Abby: My husband and I had fun coming up with cars that fit with certain professions (Jan. 23). It made a long car ride seem short. Here’s what we came up with: The Greek epic poet Homer would have a Honda Odyssey, and a firefighter a Chevy Blazer. An entomologist would crawl through traffic in his Mitsubishi Spyder. A meteorologist would drive a Honda Element, an astronomer would have a Mitsubishi Eclipse and an optician a Ford Focus. Picasso would paint the town in his Nissan Cube, an ornithologist would use a Ford Falcon and his lawyer would drive a Honda Civic.

     

    MEGAN T., riding the highways in Belvidere, N.J. Dear Megan: I’m pleased I was able to make your road trip more enjoyable. Readers, you amaze me! You put the pedal to the metal and came up with some ingenious responses.

    Read on: Dear Abby: Stretching my imagination, I envisioned Jacques Cousteau with his Plymouth Barracuda, King Arthur in an Excalibur Phaeton and “Mini-Me” in a Mini Cooper. “Dog the Bounty Hunter” would choose a Mercury Tracer. And don’t you think Cadillac had Disney villainess “Cruella” in mind when it came out with the “DeVille”? WINNI, at the wheel in L.A.



    Dear Abby:
    I work at a correctional facility and had to laugh when I saw the warden drive up in his Ford Escape! JAZZY, in Waynesboro, Tenn.

    Dear Abby: Here’s my suggestion: Clint Eastwood driving a Dodge Magnum with a Magnum Force plate. DONNA,in Southern California


    Dear Abby: How about pairing these names and cars? Astronomer Carl Sagan in a Mercury Comet, decathlon winner Bruce Jenner in his Javelin, Mr. T. in his very own Model T. And finally, Albert Einstein sporting around in — what else — a Smart Car. STEVEN, along for the ride in L.A.

    Dear Abby: I have one: Michael Phelps in his Ford Freestyle. EMILIE, in Albuquerque, N.M.

    Dear Abby: I have the perfect model for the 12 disciples. The Bible says they were all in one Accord.

    JANE RIVERA, in Pennsylvania

    7  Hope you enjoyed this little side road odyssey. I found it much funny, and enjoyed sharing it with y'all.
     
    8   You have a wonderful day.
     
    9    Stay dry.
     
    10   Peace.

     

    ~H~

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    1    So I got a Twitter...

    2    STRANGE stuff, to be sure.

    3     Ah, I guess that's what all of us are doin'.

    4     Trying to keep up with the times can render one relatively useless.

    5     Oh.

    6     M'bad.

    7     It does beg the question though: What the heck are ANY of us tryin' to find?

    8     Somebody knows all the answers, I can tellya that much.

    9     To me, it's Joe the Bear.

    10   To you?

    11   Hope you get what you really want in "The Search".

    12   My new label for it. Whatever it is we all REALLY want could be called simply "The Search".

    13   "The Search".  Ah, I suppose it works. It's gotta have a name. Why not?

    14    Take it home and spin it around.

    15     Moving on, Part the First:  Yesterday I was coaxed into going to Kohl's, this Mervyn's clone.

    16     Now, my whole thing about Mervyn's has always been that it was a chick store.

    17     All apologies for the sexist tone, but you know what I mean.

    18     ANYWAYZ...I'll complete that one at the end of all this folderol.

    19     Moving on, Part the Second: The entire deal about Twitter and all the rest seems to render the DN reasonably idiotic.

    20     Ah, who cares?

    21     The DN has little to do with me, except to say that it is some simple channeling.

    22     I write whatever birds fly into my frabjous mind and somehow find themselves perching here somewhere, doing some breathing exercises, and then singin'!

    23     There isn't much ANY of us can do about it.

    24     But I am truly a glorified channeler. Or perhaps unglorified is more like it.

    25     Dear God. Everyone seems to say that now. Dear God. Like, where's the rest of the letter? I used to say that a lot. It was called praying. Still do, but I dial in with other methods. And I usually try to send thoughts and requests to help family and friends. Dear God...

    26     Moving on, Part the Third: So...here's a pretty fun rock 'n' roll bit.

    27     I heard on some radio station or other that Mick Taylor, a major former guitarist with the Rolling Stones is back in studio with the boys, who are as we speak working on a re-release of their epic Exile on Main Street album, in which Mick the Second played amazing guitar pieces, and was a major playuh with the band.

    28   To mainstreamers, Mick the Second brought it in songs like Sympathy for the Devil, and a number of other classic tunes, not the least of which were his exchanges with the immortal Keith Richard (s) on some wonderful bootlegs of Jumpin' Jack Flash, to be specific, the live version of Jumpin' Jack Flash they played "back-in-the-day" at Hampton Roads, Virginia.

    29   Old?

    30   Well, heck yeah dude! Music is immortal, one of the finest arts out there, and the jam at the end of that is up there with the greatest lead guitar exchanges in rock history.

    31  Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas; Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas!

    32   Guitars flying through the air and pumping everybody with the notion that life does indeed break our hearts, tear us apart, but really, it's all right, now in fact it's a gas...

    33   But it's all right.

    34   I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas, gas, gas!!!!

    35   Still is. Thanks to the Micks for telling the world what it's all about.

    36   It's a gas, gas, gas!

    37   Welcome back, Mick the Second!!!!

    38   Oh my, oh my, oh my.

    39   Anyway, that's in the works, and I for one look forward to it, as should anybody with any respect for the immortal Rolling Stones.

    40   Moving on, Part the Third: My Twitter, for those of you who believe in such nonsense, is gfharrington. I'd LOVE to get some Tweets from you, haha!

    41   I jokingly said that I am willing to let everybody know when I cut my toenails, but isn't that just where we are in terms of friendships and communications?

    42   'Tis a dying art, dont'cha know. So far Twitter seems like a bust. I could see losing interest really quickly. Facebook I'm okay with, but never understood. My Space seems the same thing. Mine's dying on the vine. Going for a walk and enjoying someone's company seems to be obsolete. We're becoming more and more alienated the more we keep in touch. It's all become so weird, honestly.

    43    Moving on, Part the Fourth: So I went to this store called Kohl's yesterday, in my search for the perfect clothes...

    44    I realized what I ALWAYS realize, and that is this: at my age, I no longer want to look good; I just want to avoid looking bad.

    45    So I thought, really that it was time not to buy outward clothing, but underthings.

    46    I found a pair of boxers that I felt would be as understated as a man could get, searched and searched, and finally found some that were just perfect. I KNOW, I KNOW. TMI. To be sure.

    47    This search has gone on for years, and FINALLY I found what worked.

    48     They were $12 a pair!

    49      That's $6.00 a leg, on my ledgers! If I added three pairs of sox and a few T-shirts, it's fifty bucks just to get started. Outrageous, but we all allow it. The fault, Dear Brutus, is not in the stores, but in ourselves that we can't afford underthings...

    50      ;  )      <--------cool sideways winky guy who is the only one amused.

    51      I'm goin' now.

    52      Hope ya have a happenin' week. I missed a WHOLE buncha y'allz who were home this past Spring Break, but I do recognize that you have things going on.

    53     Sad I missed you, or maybe even that I never got to chill with you, but like everybody else, I'm busy these days.

    54    So we're off the week after Easter.

    55    Hope to see some of you then!

    56    I'd better bow out gracefully now, because this is arguably the longest DN in recorded history.

    57   I don't care.

    58   I love you all, everything.

    59   Live life, love life.

    60   Fly low.

    61   Peace.

    ~H~

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  • The Daily News
    1   Cool coupla days.

    2   Been super busy, but busy's good.

    3   We have our version of FANTASTICS going up tonight. It's called BATTLE, but make no mistake:  it is the posters/balloons/sets/skits/games fun that we ALWAYS had at YB! 

    4   I am, once again, a judge, so it's always an honor to be part of all the excitement!

    5   Ironically, YB's FANTASTICS is tonight as well. I want to throw a big shout out and welcome home to all my YB homies, and a HUGE love letter to everyone who can't be here!!!!

    6   Our EV alumni have ALSO been spotted circling the wagons, so there may even be a post-shenanigans jam up at Denny's on Capitol, a place equidistant to both schools. SO fun!

    7    To those of you not able to get to either, just give a thought to those wonderful memories this day.

    8   To my '05ers, miss you more than you'll ever know.

    9   Moving on, Part the First:  We had a Spring Concert last night featuring our Concert Choir, Guitar Ensemble, Concert Chorale, Combined Choir, and Chamber Choir.

    10  Music flowed once more through our Theatre, and once more I feel I've the best job in the world.

    11  Afterwards, I took off to Joe's to celebrate Jenny Valdez's birthday.

    12  We had a surprise guest: Ryan Turner, of the days of olde! Sing a round: "Oh, Donna, oh, Donna..."



    13   We supped and had a great night.

    14   So yes, it's been busy, busy, busy!

    15   But a good type of busy.

    16   It's late, but not too late as I construct these words of glory.

    17   I will keep this DN short though, because I need to be well rested for the events coming up today.

    18   I want to thank all the wonderful people I've seen this week, and for those I haven't, send a shout. I miss you!

    19   I appreciate everybody, just so you know.

    20   I've loved it all, and we'll see you all on Monday.

    21   It's Frideeeee!

    22   Fly low.

    23   Live life.

    24   Love life.

    25   Peace.

    ~H~

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  • The Daily News

    1    Some days just rock.

    2    Yesterday rocked.

    3    Just did.

    4     No explanations. Oh, the Munchies might add a clue, 'cuz I got a bag. But really?

    5     The world just leaned in and corrected itself.

    6     I ate very little, which is a good thing right there.

    7     I also was pretty alert.

    8     But things just sorta settled in.

    9     Snuck in the Theatre and messed with a few lights when nobudduh was lookin'. That's ALWAYS gonna put things right, along with some Munchies.

    10   Choir concert tonight, so it needed a little better stuff than was there.

    11   Also attended a meeting that I had thought of cutting, but I just can't do that. Learned a LOT about how to teach better, so it was all worth it.

    12   As I said, just a lot of stuff leveled off and made more sense.

    13   Got home late, but well rewarded.

    14   Moving on, Part the First: I had this beat-up laptop lying around my house, and needed another computer, so the night before last, I awoke as per usual with insomnia beyond my wildest dreams.

    15   Rather than fighting it, I decided to compress literally a million files on the thing, which was a complete stiff, with nothing working or moving. I took my time, and it began waking up.

    16   By morning, the thing was the stuff of hummingbirds!

    17   Quick, twittery, and ready to roll, like me!

    18   I actually thank my Mom for a lot of that, and for a lot of other little miracles that have happenstanced in the past few days.

    19    I love using nouns as verbs. My students noun all the time.

    20   Anyway, my yard looks better, and Dad seems okay, a hummingbird flew to the window at Mom and Dad's house last week, and I'm thoroughly convinced that my Mom has organized Heaven for the Creator of the Universe.

    21   AND that she comes down every now and again in the guise of a hummingbird, much the same as Zeus used to come down as a goose or something.

    22   For the record, I do pray, every single night. I seldom pray for meself, because that ain't kosher, but for all my family and friends who are going through tough stuff.

    23   I believe my Mom helped. Don't know why, exactly, but suddenly, my universe seems to be moving along with a shuck 'n' jive.

    24   I think I'll appreciate it while I can.

    25   Moving on, Part the Second: So...Choir concert tonight. Happy Birthday, Jenny (yesterday), and to everybody in the past week who has contributed to my level-headedness, I thank you royally.

    26   The Choir hits the stage tonight at 7 p.m. and it's free.

    27    I'll be in the booth. Visit if you weeeeesh!

    28    I love you all, everything!

    29    Peace.

  • The Daily News

    1   Happened upon some newsline or other that VP Joe Biden let fly with the F word at the signing of the health bill.

    2   Joeeeeeeeeeee!

    3   Dude.

    4   That dog don't hunt.

    5    Oh, well.

    6    Virtually NOBODY cares, I swear to you.

    7    In 2010, rudeness and idiocy run amuck.

    8    Personally, I'd like to remain the same level-headed, Zen dude I've always been.

    9    <slashing through the dictionary>

    10   What the Hell does "Zen" mean, anywayZ?

    11   I do know.

    12   Went to college.

    13   Fortunately, the world has nullified intelligence, so really? Nobody cares.

    14   Two days after any outrage in 2010, people are back to their normal lives of cramming for finals, ENJOYING spring breaks, drinkin', partyin', and basically hoping they can move through the next day unscathed.

    15   It's a little bit funny.

    16   I used to feel that I would thrash and rive through ocean waves of disaster, finally surfacing on some sort of weekend, vacation, or time away from work.

    17   I also thought the Theatre was an island of sanity in a sea of madness.

    18   Still do, in so many ways.

    19   When did it ever come to this?

    20   What ever became of sensibility, and logic?

    21   Hmmmm.

    22   Um...

    23   The REAL world?

    24   I imagine, I imagine...

    25   Some of us hold fast to old values: friends, family, communication, love, and the occasional trip to Joe's.

    26   Joeeeeeeeeee's...

    27   Haha!

    28   Yeesh.

    29   Nobody TALKS anymore.

    30   Uh...Whatdja say?

    31   Screw you beotch.

    32   How did we ever come to this you guys?

    33   Weren't we all pretty normal about five or six years ago?

    34   Ah, vell.

    35   Such is life, I suppose.

    36   Thank goodness I know so many people who sorta get it.

    37   I' faith, there are probably enough good people out there to elicit a second Renaissance, or at least a second Age of Reason.

    38   Meanwhile, we have to abide the rudeness and jealousies that now dominate the 21st century. Mr. Biden. Joeeeeeee! Get hip, dude. Be a leader, not a moron.

    39   Stay classy. Stay mannerly. Stay chill.

    40   That's my basic message this morn.

    41    Let us unite and bring class back to the world.

    42    That's about it for a wonderful Wednesday.

    43    I love you all, everything.  Keep it real.

    44    Peace.

    ~H~



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  • The Daily News

    1    Here's what the moon looked like last night: My Mom's smile. : D

    2    We can learn a LOT from the moon.

    3    So...here go:

    4    Yesterday we had the WASC committee come to our school and take notes on how we are doing.

    5    WASC is the Western Association of Schools and Colleges, and they come through different schools every coupla years and jot down notes to make sure we are truly an accredited school.

    6    Three years ago, they marched through EV and noticed that every teacher was lecturing, like they were the sages on the stages.

    7    At the time, I KNEW that this spelled doom and gloom for our staff.

    8     I always knew that students needed to be motivated, and that the teacher should move aside and comment on the learning that they were giving to one another.

    9    Hello.

    10   Not only did I KNOW this anyway, but always tried to make school fun and enriching for the students.

    11   Three years ago, the WASC committee wrote a report, and demanded that our teachers get away from the podium and allow the students to work in groups, to have fun, to enjoy meeting new friends, and doing what they call "cooperative learning", the current trend in education.

    12   The classes I took last year taught all the methods I always used anyway: grouping, acting, skits, games, mime work, music, and all the rest.

    13   What they wanted new teachers to get away from was the tendency to lecture.

    14   Knowing this, and that their visit was imminent this week, I had planned from the first day of school to bust out my two best lessons, both of which involved students having fun and teaching one another.

    15   Well!

    16   I made the mistake of thinking March 22 was on Tuesday, rather than Monday, and I had a lesson plan that would have my students going crazy, having fun, and listening to music which I would subtly throw into the mix.

    17   But I ALSO knew that yesterday I would need to lecture.

    18   <buzzer sound>

    19    I realized only too late that the WASC folks were going to be in our rooms yesterday, rather than today!

    20   So I was a wreck. On Friday I cleaned my entire room, and it looked lovely, with all the Renaissance masks hung everywhere, with my guitar placed just so, and the room a seeming Starbuck's of education.

    21   But I had to lecture, or neither of my classes would have understood Shakespeare.

    22   My first class in the morning had a plan that included learning pronunciation keys, like how dictionaries had upside-down "e"s, "a's" and "o's" wearing party hats, and slashes that would emphasize syllable stresses.

    23   I hand-wrote TWO vocabulary lists, complete with pronunciation keys, since our books introduced Shakespeare with very few vocabulary notes. In short, I spent all day Sunday writing a mini-dictionary based on Romeo and Juliet and Julius Caesar.

    24   So the room was clean; the lessons perfect, my preparation some of the best ever, only I KNEWWWWW I had to lecture.

    25   My feeling was that I could lecture really quickly, and then turn it over to the students to work in groups.

    26   <buzzer sound>



    27   Well, my second class came in ready, but the very SECOND I handed out the handouts, some lady came into the room with pen and notes.

    28   I told the class the the other name for the committee was the "WPC".

    29   A student asked what that was, and I responded, "White People with Clipboards."

    30   Brought down the house.

    31   AnywayZ

    32   After all my worrying and prep, I knew what MY students needed, so I began lecturing.

    33   At that very moment, the lady came in and began instantly taking notes.

    34   I did that lecture in cut time, but once I saw her, I knew it was over.

    35   She waited until I rocketed through the list, due mainly to her presence, and then she left, disappeared with an audible pop.

    36   I kept going, but of course, the students kept asking, "Were you scared Mr. H?"

    37   Nope.

    38   "Did she make you nervous, Mr. H?"

    39    Nope.

    40    Because I know what she didn't: ultimately, this will teach them to love Shakespeare.

    42    At the end of the period, I played a CD of both Romeo and Juliet, and Julius Caesar, respectively.

    43    The students then read along as professional actors and actresses played out those two wonderful dramas.

    44    My first class applauded loudly at the end of the period. There wasn't a WASC person around. But they applauded because most of them never even DREAMED they could appreciate Shakespeare, and yet they understood, after just four or five days of prep.

    45    That applause meant more to me than most everything that happened all this year.

    46    THAT'S what it's all about.

    47      More to come...

    48      Peace.

    ~H~



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  •   MONUMENTAL!


    The Daily News


    1   So yesterday moved beautifully for me, howzbout you?

    2   At least the DAY did.

    3   At night, I had to finish up all the boushit I have to do each day, as well as reporting the NEWZ lol!

    4   Well, I did just that. Spent two hours writing a pretty updated and engaging DN, and somehow managed NOT to save it!

    5   Ah, yeesh.

    6   It was cool, because it was all about my Dad, and his philosophical friend Red, both of whom crashed in a small airplane years ago when I was but a wee lad.

    7   I spent all Saturday with my Dad, and he amused, enchanted, and was there with a wonderful quip each moment of the day.

    8   I had told him about how I had misplaced something or other, and he told me about his way cool friend, whose name was "Red".

    9   Red had fallen for my Mom's best friend, married her, and all of them remained friends for the remainder of their years.

    10  Red was attributed with this comment, according to my Dad:  "If a guy is an asshole when he is young, he'll be an asshole when he's old, and dyin' don't change it!"

    11  Haha, truer words, truer words!
     
    12  Anyway, when I told my Dad that I had misplaced something or other, he gave me yet another in a lifetime of quotes by the venerable Red:  "When you can't find something, you'll spend the entire day wondering where the Hell it is; you will never find it until you finally get home, and plop your butt into a chair. At that very moment, whatever it is you were looking for will suddenly appear!"

    13   Ya gotta love Red.

    14    I'm completely convinced that once I finish up writing this SECOND DN of the night, the first one will magically appear!

    15   In many ways, it's almost enchanting, like a Disney movie or something.

    16   So I was pretty upset about losing my first draft, but the more I thought about it, the more it made sense.

    17   Life teaches us lessons, and it is indeed an ongoing process.

    18   Once we THINK we got it, life will show us that we don't.

    19   Why trip?

    20   Learn from it.

    21    Dude, I'm tired,and it's Monday, and I've already written a 40 item DN, which is somewhere on Mars by now.

    22   No point trippin'.

    23   Just learn from it. I sure did.

    24   But dude, I'm totally Zen.

    25   Whatever that means.

    26   Meanwhile, don't take your own idiocy seriously. The thing about life is that a pie in the face comes with the job.

    27   Learn that.

    28   Moving on: I don't know about anyone else, but I'm pretty pleased that a lot of people who don't have health insurance now will. Some day yesterday's decision will be seen as a monumental change, and one that is hopefully going to only get better with time. Even if it has bugs, it is unbelievably visionary, and I fully support it. It's about fookin' time. I've wanted that since I was a starving student in college, back when they had just invented colleges.

    29   Hope you're not upset with that opinion, but it is my opinion. As you know, I'm seldom opinionated <tongue planted firmly in cheek>.

    30   Fly low. It's Monday.

    31   I love you.

    32   Peace.

    ~H~



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    The Daily News
    1   So...Fess Parker walks into a bar...

    2   Most famous for his role of Davy Crockett, back in the day.

    3   Was I a fan?

    4   Dude.

    5   That's all I have to say.

    6    As a kid, I DID wear the proverbial coonskin cap, but really.

    7    Someday I'll explain it all.

    8    Anyway, another one bites the dust...

    9    Moving on, Part the First:  Yesterday I began a day that LOOKED like a day from Hell, from the git go.

    10  I generally write the DN at night, but yesterday I got attacked in the morning.

    11  I stepped into the shower, and saw that one of those shower suction shelves that we all take a gamble on had fallen, and all the shampoo and other shower items were all over the place.

    12  Pretty normal, of course.

    13  Sidebar number 1:  Most anybody who knows me well knows that I LOVE Pert shampoo.

    14   Go ahead, beotches, laugh.

    15   Truth is, I always loved the name "Pert" because it is so delicate and fragile as am I.

    16   AnywayZ...

    17   I left the suction shelf to the designers.

    18   Dude.

    19   All you DO is make shower suction shelves. Do you THINK you might make one that actually works?

    20   That being said, I was happy to see when I looked down that my bottle of Pert was sitting solidly on the ledge of the shower, you know how it does.

    21   I turned on the shower, my favorite moment of most every day, when I glanced down and saw it shimmy and engage, slowly shuddering and slipping toward the edge of the tub,  and the slippery edge. It was definitely targeting my right foot. I stared in horror, lifted it up, replaced it, and it began again...

    22   We've all had this happen.

    23   At the last moment, I pulled my big ol' WIDE foot out of the way, and the the full bottle of Pert fell with a loud, heavy clunk just to the right of my large toe. Up in the heavens, Venus and Mars rattled their jewelry.

    24   Fortunately for me, I had the instincts of Hermes, and danced a swift pirouette away and out of danger.

    25   I'm convinced this day that my nimble instincts saved me from suffering a crushed large toe, and was the exact escape I needed to draw all my power to move to a larger destiny.

    26  Still...

    27  AnywayZ...

    28  I lived to move through an awesome day.

    29  I won't bother you with all the details, but much of it involved not only teaching, but raising money for this wonderful cause called the Genocide Intervention Network.

    30  I won't bore you with the details, but the bottom line was it was a fundraiser to help countries experiencing genocide, and I was invited to play guitar with a swiftly assembled band consisting of three teachers and two students at a lunch assembly that engaged many teachers and students.

    31   We simply told our students that we were going to ask them for donations if we would publicly do something fun, or musical, or anything else that would encourage them to contribute money.

    32   I had NO idea whether the guys I practiced with were together or not. It was one of those last-minute things.

    33   To make a long story short, we went out at lunch, and found that we were the opening act!

    34   We wound up bringing a buncha instruments down to the quad, and playing some hardcore rock.

    35   I threw all the equipment on the TOOOOOONDRA, and unloaded drum kits, electric guitars, amps, mics, and all the rest. In all honesty, there was a lot of electricity in the air. The ravens gathered on the library rooftop to watch.

    36  We had to hustle fast, and got all the equipment up on the stage, and before I knew it, the student in charge turned to me and said, "We're opening with The Wall.."

    37   I strapped on Annabel, my beautiful Yamaha acoustic, and next thing I knew, the entire school came down, and we got pumped!

    38  WE DON'T NEED NO EDUCATION, and the festivities began!

    39  WE DON'T NEED NO THOUGHT CONTROL...

    40  Three teachers and two students in a band, and it suddenly the whole school had gathered. We rocked the place, and soon, the a good portion of the entire school had come down to watch!  Administrators told me later that their job was much easier, because kids weren't trying to ditch school, or cause fights.

    41   I looked at the band, and somehow, miraculously, we did it! And what a perfect song to start off the festivities! Education is becoming a huge Wall, and the dooming of the kids who have the most to lose was clear, at least to me. The elimination of tremendously important staff was clear to me. What those staff members mean to kids was clear to me, and clear to everybody.

    42   It might have been a small message to the masses, but to those of us in education, it made perfect sense.

    43   All in all it's just another brick in the wall. THREE teachers and two students, and it worked.

    44   Added to this were eating contests, and a wonderful spoof of Lady Gaga and Beyonce that kicked OUR butts and nailed the whole day! GREAT fun in the noontime sun!

    45   By the end of the day, I was pretty jazzed. I had also sung Sinatra's Fly Me to the Moon to all my classes, and they responded with still more money for the cause.

    46   I don't mean to be overly zealous, but honestly? It turned my entire world upside down, and electrified all of us as we have all often done over the years.

    47   GREAT day, and wonderful cause.

    48   I could go on that later, Venus and Mars lined up, and a Cheshire Moon smiled down on me last night.

    49   And my large toe made it through the day unscathed. Perhaps that was the best part.

    50   You all have a wonderful weekend.

    51   Peace.

    ~H~



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  • The Daily News

    1   Hope all of you had a safe and wonderful St. Patrick's Day!

    2   I called my Dad last night, because he's, well, Irish.

    3   My sisters were visiting. When I talked to my Dad, they sent this message: "What does "Erin Go Brogh" mean?

    4   I SWEAR to you!  I know every other culture's salutations, New Years' celebrations, cultural dishes, and all the rest, but for the LIFE of me I didn't know what "Erin Go Brogh" meant.

    5   I laughed, and told my Dad, "I'm taking the high road, Dad!"

    6   Even HE didn't know, and he is closer than I to the entire cultural thing.

    7   Well, we Googled it, and it is simply a salute to Ireland. It technically means, "Ireland Forever!" and I was amazed that I had no idea of that.

    8   So now you know.

    9   I ventured a guess originally: I told them that I thought "Erin Go Brogh" was the first round draft pick for the Green Bay Packers.

    10  They're a football team.

    11   Sorry.

    12   Some people think that Green Bay was a rock band.

    13   Uh, dude.

    14   No?

    15   Moving on, Part the First: Yesterday another teacher approached me and asked if I might want to perform today at lunch for a school fundraiser for the Genocide Intervention Network, an organization that is trying to help countries that are suffering from genocide and tyranny. I said I would, so suddenly I may be performing at lunch today. The student version of this is known as STAND. Here is their website if you would like to learn more, or to donate:


    16   I didn't join originally because it was all coming at me too fast, and I had grading and other things going on. They are having teachers shave their heads, engage in food-eating contests, and do lip-sync bits. One guy's going to grow a mohawk if he raises so much money, that sort of thing.

    17   Anyway, we hustled a buncha musicians into a portable and jammed to the Doors Roadhouse Blues, Light My Fire, and ironically, Pink Floyd's The Wall. I worked on a few more numbers with a colleague after school, so we might also throw in Riverside by America, possibly Ventura Highway, and definitely Your Song, if needed during a changeover.


    18   I'm guessing they'll have to shorten the set to just one, and I'm thinking that
    Roadhouse Blues will be the one, since it has a student singing and playing guitar, and another student playing keyboards, with three teachers backing it up on guitars and drums. I'll play acoustic, as always, but it is fun.

    19   Your Song was our best number, because I've played it a billion times, but amazingly, Ventura Highway, a request by my colleague, sounded pretty good. I think it was because yesterday was an amazingly beautiful day, and Ventura Highway is SUCH a nice day song! Riverside followed beautifully, just a coastal, sunny romp with an upside-down chord that always rocks, and some freewheelin' strumming.



    20   So I feel like a gunslinger walking into a town where I just know I'm ready for nearly anything. What's fun about it is all of us jamming in various rooms. The two portables I worked in reminded me miraculously of good ol' Peace 61 at YB, the Love Club.

    21  Returning to the Cathedral later in the day made me give thanks. I LOVE my own classroom. It is SO clean, airy, and beautiful I count my blessings every single day. And my amp is better than the ones we worked with, adding to all of it.

    22  A great day though, which always seems to be the case when we raise money for good causes, something I've done throughout my career.

    23  Hopefully nobody will make a You Tube, because this entire gig is equipment/people dependent. A lousy microphone, or lousy mixing could REALLY sound horrible. So we'll just have to see. A lot of my friends are going to go out there and eat food, shave heads, dye hair, lip-synch a Lady Gaga tune (!) so it'll be an interesting event. I raised $65 yesterday by simply passing my hat around to my classes, and I'll raise much more today. Other teachers have raised up to $500 each, so it's a good cause. I just didn't know enough about it last week, or I might have done more.

    24  I told my students there are three things I won't do: I won't dance, I won't take a pie, and I won't grow a mohawk...

    25   Took them a minute too.

    26   Aight then. It's 5 a.m. I'm gonna finish up here and then see if I can catch a catnap before I have to face all this fun!

    27   Have a great day, and enjoy the beautiful weather.

    28   Peace.

    ~H~



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