City Girl

My life in the great city of New York.

Monday, May 21, 2007

not on the test

a song by John Forster & Tom Chapin
© 2007 Limousine Music Co. & The Last Music Co. (ASCAP)
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LISTEN and then send it to your administrator and congressperson!

Go on to sleep now, third grader of mine.
The test is tomorrow but you'll do just fine.
It's reading and math. Forget all the rest.
You don't need to know what is not on the test.

Each box that you mark on each test that you take,
Remember your teachers. Their jobs are at stake.
Your score is their score, but don't get all stressed.
They'd never teach anything not on the test.

The School Board is faced with no child left behind
With rules but no funding, they're caught in a bind.
So music and art and the things you love best
Are not in your school 'cause they're not on the test.

Sleep, sleep, and as you progress
You'll learn there's a lot that is not on the test.

Debate is a skill that is useful to know,
Unless you're in Congress or talk radio,
Where shouting and spouting and spewing are blessed
'Cause rational discourse was not on the test.

Thinking's important. It's good to know how.
And someday you'll learn to, but someday's not now.
Go on to sleep, now. You need your rest.
Don't think about thinking. It's not on the test.

Saturday, May 12, 2007

brooklyn

This morning after picking up my tickets for next week's commencement ceremonies, I took the subway down to South Street Seaport to meet Lauren for our planned trek across the Brooklyn Bridge.
As we searched for the entrance to the bridge, we were approached by a man who said, "Excuse me, ladies. Could you walk on the other side of the street? We shooting a film here." Sure enough, they were. And, sure enough, it was Matt Damon with fake blood in a fake car crash for The Bourne Ultimatum, to be released August 3, 2007. (That's him in all black, next to the director's chair.) We found the entrance to the pedestrian walk, above the cars, over the Brooklyn Bridge and we joined what must have been hundreds of pedestrians and cyclists in crossing over, stopping along the way for multiple pictures. It was actually a gorgeous day for this sort of touristy outing; the sun was shining and there was just a slight breeze.Once in Brooklyn, we headed to the famed Grimaldi's for a New York style pizza lunch. Patsy Grimaldi, the founder of Grimaldi's, learned to make pizza at his uncle Patsy Lancieri's pizzeria in 1941 at age ten. Grimaldi believed coal-fired brick ovens produced the best pizza, and it was illegal to build new coal ovens in Manhattan, so the pizzeria ended up opening in the 1990's on Old Fulton Street under the Brooklyn Bridge. Grimaldi’s is small and very popular with tourists and locals alike; before being seated we waited for about half an hour in a line that stretched down the street. Unlike most pizzerias in New York, Grimaldi’s sells only whole pies (a sign that reads “No Slices” and "Take Out, Same Line" is displayed in the front window), so we ordered a small with pepperoni on one half and garlic on the other. Rated as the best in the city by Zagats six consecutive years running, Grimaldi’s is known for going light on the sauce and heavy on the fresh ingredients –- including mozzarella slices made on the premises. Our crust was perfectly crunchy and chewy, with a hint of smokiness from the oven. The fresh tomato sauce was tangy, the mozzarella was slightly salty, the pepperoni was spicy, and the garlic was sweet and crunchy. We left with full bellies and smiles!

(See Lauren in the line? We still weren't at the front...)

We took a short walk down to the river to look over the water toward Manhattan, take more pictures, and relish the pizza goodness. We had planned to try the Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory - another famous New York eatery - for dessert, but we were just too full and instead we headed for the subway and home. It was another great New York Day!

(Looking back at Manhattan.)

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Friday, May 11, 2007

sand in my shoes

Sand in my shoes, and rum in my tummy!

Today Jenn and I took a day trip to Atlantic City. We headed out at 6:45 this morning, took the subway to Port Authority, and then took a bus to New Jersey. The bus left at 7:30, and we almost missed it! God sent us an express train, and we booked it through the bus station - causing one man to whistle after us and say "Woo! Heels on wheels! Look at 'em go!" - bought our tickets, and made it to the line for the bus with about two minutes to spare.

After a leisurely two-hour bus ride, including naps and reading, we arrived in AC to an overcast sky and a chill in the air. Nevertheless, we were ready for some outlet shopping! We spent a couple of hours shopping, and we each came away with a couple of things, and the sun started to peak out. Then we headed to Cesar's Palace for "The Buffet," as the signs said. Mmmm... shrimp! And pepperoni bread, seafood salad, marinated mushrooms, lasagna, egg rolls, chocolate lava cake and ice cream... We stuffed ourselves and got our money's worth!

Next, we headed to the casino and the slot machines. Jenn chose penny slots for us, and she played and lost $5 quickly. Then it was my turn. And I won! I put in $5, and came out with $14.75. I guess it's good she convinced me to play! We collected my winnings and then went to the boardwalk.

We walked in the sunshine for quite awhile, put our toes in the freezing Atlantic water, and stopped in a couple of tourist trap shops.

Before we headed home, we found a bar where the bar tender told us "I'm your cocktail menu," and proceeded to make us quite the Rum Runner concoctions. We sat on white Adirondack chairs, with our feet in the sand, on the third floor of the mall overlooking the ocean and enjoyed our drinks before the bus ride home to New York.

What a fantastic day!

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Thursday, May 10, 2007

somehow it must be true...

Prove that the crocodile is longer than it is wide.

Lemma 1. The crocodile is longer than it is green: Let's look at the crocodile. It is long on the top and on the bottom, but it is green only on the top. Therefore, the crocodile is longer than it is green.

Lemma 2. The crocodile is greener than it is wide: Let's look at the crocodile. It is green along its length and width, but it is wide only along its width. Therefore, the crocodile is greener than it is wide.

From Lemma 1 and Lemma 2 we conclude that the crocodile is longer than it is wide.

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Tuesday, May 08, 2007

what might have been...

I posted my biography and resume on a website for Lutheran teachers, and I've been getting lots of e-mails and phone calls over the past few months. I've responded politely to all of them that I've looked at their websites, bookmarked them, and already accepted a call back to Concordia in Shanghai. But here's the list so far:

Sekolah Pelita Harapan Lippo Cikaranga
in Indonesia.

Grace Lutheran School
in Jacksonville, FL.

Grace Lutheran School
in Pocatello, ID.

Grace Lutheran School
in San Mateo, CA.

Mount Calvary Evangelical Lutheran School
in Milwaukee, WI.

Trinity Lone Oak Lutheran School
in Eagan, MN.

Trinity Lutheran School
in Delray Beach, FL.

Trinity Lutheran School
in Cedar Rapids, IA.

Trinity Lutheran School
in Racine, WI.

Zion Lutheran School
in Beecher, IL.

And, in case you haven't seen where I'm headed to, it's Concordia International School
in Shanghai, China!

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Tuesday, May 01, 2007

curriculum

I posted before about my group social studies curriculum project being finished. Last Thursday we set up a display with inofrmation about our curriclum, the curriculum itself, treats, brochures, books, etc. We really impressed everyone! In fact, I'm pretty impressed, myself. Wanna see pictures?

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Monday, April 30, 2007

pride goes before the fall

The Character of Pride
* Pride is ruthless, sleepless, unsmiling concentration on the self. ~ C.S. Lewis in Mere Christianity
* Pride is self-absorption, and there are two kinds: superiority pride and inferiority pride. Pride means you're always thinking about yourself. Either looking at others and thinking you're better than them or looking at others and wishing you could be as good as them, in whatever way.
* Humility is not thinking less of yourself, it's thinking of yourself less.
The Deadliness of Pride
* Pride destroys. It makes you a fool. It causes you to blame others for things that go wrong, and not to learn from your mistakes. Pride keeps you from growing.
* Pride makes you evil. Pride is the petri dish in which all sorts of other hellish things grow. After all, the devil is the devil because he was prideful. Think about that!
* Pride is the carbon monoxide of sin. It's the silent killer. You can't see it or smell it. When you're prideful, you usually don't know it. "Who me? I'm not proud." Oh wait. Yes, you are. That was pride right there!
* Heaping religiosity on pride doesn't help. That just makes you a hypocrite.
The Cure for Pride
* Haman, in the Bible story of Esther (Esther 3:1-6, 6:1-10) didn't ask for the wrong things - a robe, glory, delight, etc. He asked the wrong king!
* The reason we are prideful is because we are seeking love and esteem. But the greater the person, or the One, who loves us, the less insecure we are! The praise of the praise-worthy is above all glory!
* To the degree you believe Christ humbled Himself for you, you will be healed of your pride and humbled.

Historical Note: In Bible times, when a king gave someone his robe, it was about more than just honor. It was delight, it was love, it was asking them to share in the glory. It might even symbolize that the king wants them to take over next - to wear the crown! Now think of this in terms of what Christ the King did for you!

(From Tim Keller's sermon "The Man the King Delights to Honor" on 4/29/07.)

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