Alie arrived at our 1st-grade classroom wearing a sweatshirt with a hood. I asked her to take off her hood, and she refused. I thought she was just being difficult and ignored it. After breakfast we got in line for art, and I noticed that she still had not removed her hood. When we arrived at the art room, I said: “Allie, I’m not playing. It’s time for art. The rule is no hoods or hats in school.”
She looked up with tears in her eyes and I realized there was something wrong. Her classmates went into the art room and we moved to the art storage area so her classmates wouldn’t hear our conversation. I softened my tone and asked her if she’d like to tell me what was wrong.
“My ponytail,” she cried.
“Can I see?” I asked.
She nodded and pulled down her hood. Allie’s braids had come undone overnight and there hadn’t been time to redo them in the morning, so they had to be put back in a ponytail. It was high up on the back of her head like those of many girls in our class, but I could see that to Allie it just felt wrong. With Allie’s permission, I took the elastic out and re-braided her hair so it could hang down.
“How’s that?” I asked.
She smiled. “Good,” she said and skipped off to join her friends in art.
‘Why Do You Look Like a Boy?’
I just learned of the passing of Jerry Robinson, a critical to the world of DC Comics and the Bat-mythos. Robinson, like Bill Finger, was an unsung hero behind building out the world of Batman.
Robinson’s most famous creation is the Joker, but I’d rather remember him for another creation:
Alfred Pennyworth, the companion, servant, operative, father figure and all around gentlemen’s gentlemen. Alfred first appeared in
Earlier generations have weathered recessions, of course; this stall we’re in has the look of something nastier. Social Security and Medicare are going to be diminished, at best. Hours worked are up even as hiring staggers along: Blood from a stone looks to be the normal order of things “going…
(Source: New York Magazine)
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PIXAR
May 17, 2011
To Whom it May Inspire,
I, like many of you artists out there, constantly shift between two states. The first (and far more preferable of the two) is white-hot, “in the zone” seat-of-the-pants, firing on all cylinders creative mode. This is when…
Leonard Cohen
Still alive, very old, but never past his prime. If his looks don’t quite do it for you, give “Dance me to the End of Love” or “I’m Your Man” a try. His voice will absolutely make you melt.
How do you capture the heart of a book/writer using the title’s own book cover? Here’s your answer.
Reader Submission: Title and Redesign by Sean Patrick Conlon
Allen Ginsberg: Collected Poems
Luna the Show Jumping Cow
BBC:
So you really want to be a show jumper, but you don’t have a horse to jump with you. What do you do? How about a cow?
It might sound ridiculous, but that’s exactly what 15-year-old Regina from Bavaria in Germany did!
The teenager decided to pursue her show jumping hobby despite her family not being able to afford a horse.
(Source: abcworldnews)