Joan Jett Rocked

We were sweating. The breeze finally kicked in and cooled us as we settled into our seats at the Fairfax Celebration concert that featured Joan Jett and the Blackhearts. Ok, I was curious at best and not expecting anything killer. Well, unbelievably out bounded what appeared to be a raven haired teenager (at least from my view in the crowd) wearing a string bikini top, tight jeans and a Fender Stratocaster. And boy, did she ever ROCK. My husband and I glanced at each other with the same thought.

So, the moral of the story: do what you love, love what you do or some semblance of it. Because it shows. It really shows.

Teach your Children Well

It came to me today that on at least two occasions in my early life, teachers misdirected me. In fact, I was simply smarter (twice, any way). In one case I was in the 10th grade and I referred to cultural factors on a social studies paper as 'disparate' which prompted a red ink mockery saying "This is not a word". I took it at face value and rarely wrote the word again fearing my misunderstanding. Only decades later did I reclaim my original knowledge.

In another instance, a college professor told me that I had made up a condition called Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. Tell that to the children who were born with the disease. At least by that point I was old enough to say 'no, I didn't' and to feel surprise at the remark.

So, along with our interest for our children to be respectful and agreeable with their education, weave in a bit of reasonable doubt sprinkled with confidence that teachers are learners too.