Written by Bob Woelk Tuesday, 08 January 2013 15:41’Twas the week after Christmas, when across this great nation,
All the football fans waited with anticipation.
The TV remote was garnered with care,
In hopes that the bowl games soon would be aired.
The sports nuts were settled down in their recliners
Listlessly watching St. Louis vs. 49ers.
Uncle Joe in his jersey, and Bev in her cap,
Had just faded off for a third-quarter nap.
When from the wide-screen there arose so much static,
The picture was gone; this was more than...
Written by Malinda Just Tuesday, 15 January 2013 14:19If you give a mom drink mix, she’ll want some hot water to go with it.
She’ll run some water in a Pyrex container and put it in the microwave.
She’ll probably be on her way out the door, so she’ll pull a travel mug from the cabinet.
When the microwave dings, she’ll retrieve her water and set it on the counter near the mug.
She’ll measure out her cappuccino and spoon it into her mug. Then she’ll stir. And stir. And stir.
She’ll get a dusty puff of mix in her face and think there is something wrong with the mix. She’ll probably stir some more.
And then she’ll realize her cup of hot water is still on the counter.
She’ll pour the water into the travel mug and probably think she lost her mind.
Losing her mind...
Written by Shelley Plett Tuesday, 12 March 2013 13:50“Shibui is about balancing simplicity with complexity…being aware of subtle details. That way you don’t get tired of what you see…. The Japanese call it a beauty with inner implications. It’s not a show off kind of thing…. And here’s the most interesting thing: It relies on the ones looking…to make something for themselves out of what they see; in that way, it makes an artist out of the observer....” —Elizabeth Berg, “Once Upon a Time, There Was You”
I have laid down a folded up sleeping bag on the living room floor for my dog. That’s something she really likes about me.
Right now, she’s across the room sleeping on it, which has become necessary on our hardwood floors in the last year or so. She is...
Written by David Vogel Tuesday, 19 March 2013 13:36All the world’s a stage. I think Shakespeare wrote that. Or Alan Alda.
At any rate, the line is as true today as it was when Jaques said it in, “As You Like It.” Or when Hawkeye put the toe tag on Frank. Whichever.
The meaning of the phrase, however, has changed. We are not all “merely players” as the monologue goes on to say, but stars in our own dramas, and we go to great lengths to make a spectacle for all to see.
(Pun alert.) My opthamologist makes a spectacle several times a day.
This may be true mostly for the 30-and-under demographic, but it seems that a lot of people go through their days putting on this production, like we’re broadcasting our lives for everyone around us.
I blame social media.
Take the simple...
Written by Hillsboro Free Press Friday, 29 March 2013 15:19Funding does not equate to ‘education’
I read with interest Bob Woelk’s column on government involvement in education (March 13). It seemed to me he was talking about both funding and regulation.
I taught school for several years and have been involved with schools for many years. I can assure you that the quality of the students’ education has very little correlation to the money spent per student.
For example, I’ve known chemistry classes that only used chemicals that could be bought in any grocery store or brought from home. Basic physics was taught with things like a bicycle, a stick and a fulcrum, a string and a weight. Talk to these students a few years later and most will tell you how much they are using of what...
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