autumn...

crisp red orange yellow
crunching whispering whisping
breeze warm in the sun

the rock

The Jena situation has me a bit saddened and confused. I know that I only know what media tells us...I know there are two sides to every story. But it's so difficult to believe that this is about anything other than legal injustice. We can't know the nature of the fights. Suspension of three white students, a defendent with a history of violence...but I know that we have to be so careful given the historical context of that region of the US. Is there truth here? Whose truth matters most?

How time flies...

It's hard to believe an entire week has passed already. I've been playing with the concept of identity. It continues to increase in complexity. And then, I talk to intelligent people, and at that time, in that place, identity as they describe it, often seems so believable...but I don't always agree--but I don't know why or why not. And then in circles spins my mind...into dusk and darkness--around and around while I should be dreaming.

And I'm back....

Well, it's been awhile...I'm still musing, and again writing. Today I realized that I'm good at what I do. I'm a good teacher. When I don't do it, I don't feel well. I am not well unless I am teaching. It feels good to remember that.

One of my students told me that so far, I'm the best college teacher he's ever had...that I'm not boring and that I do a good job explaining things. I'm glad to know...and looking forward to learning more.

I'll try to visit here a little more.