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I am Dani Smith, sometimes known around the web as Eglentyne. I am a writer in Texas. I like my beer and my chocolate bitter and my pens pointy.

This blog is one of my hobbies. I also knit, sew, run, parent, cook, eat, read, and procrastinate. I have too many hobbies and don’t sleep enough. Around here I talk about whatever is on my mind, mostly reading and writing, but if you hang out long enough, some knitting is bound to show up.

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    Entries from November 1, 2008 - November 30, 2008

    Tuesday
    Nov252008

    I'm a Winner, Baby


    Day 25:  50,347

    And just in time for me to head out of town to eat too much and watch too much football on television with my in-laws.  Oh, and knit too much.
    Here is Sonar X5 and his classmates demonstrating the new post-Thanksgiving fitness craze, the Tootie Ta.  If you don’t know this source of kindergarten hi-larity, check it out on You Tube.   

     

    Saturday
    Nov222008

    Rituals

     

    Day 22 — 45,403 and counting

    When I say that I like Friday night high school football in Texas, I don’t want you to get the wrong idea.  I’m not some rabid, season-ticket holder, though I go to most home games (at least through halftime).  The only school shirt I own is a hand-me-down.  I’d mostly rather see the band than the football team (but then I was a band geek).  I don’t even have a kid in high school.  I am aggravated when the athletic boosters step over the line and make offensive statements in the giant spirit signs that line our main street on game day.  And I am indignant when the football players get advantages that other athletes and other disciplines do not enjoy.  That happens, almost every week.  

    And yet.

    There is something really marvelous about a high school football game in Texas.  Last night I went to a good one.  The air was crisp and just a little cool.  The wind chilled our noses.  The band played loud and proud even though they’ve already shifted most of their activities to concert work.  The stands were packed, the yells were loud, the air horn startled us every time.  A good slice of our town was there.  People who haven’t been to a single game all season came to this one.  At least one person who has never been to an American football game of any kind was there.  

    Five teenage boys took leave of their senses to spend three hours in the chilled wind with no shirts and their bodies painted in the school colors, so that they could run up and down the sidelines with giant flags when we scored.  Girls in tiny skirts with glittery cheeks (and sweatpants, and turtlenecks, because they were smarter than those five boys in the paint) stacked themselves into impressive pyramids from which they tossed and caught the smallest of their number in stunts that I can only imagine their mothers find hard to watch.  It was so much fun.  And our team won, which made it even better.  They played well, they acted right, and they’re moving on in the playoffs.  It was a scene repeated all over Texas and the rest of the United States last night.  

    I haven’t ever been able to find just the right words to explain why I enjoy a high school football game.  Then my kids led me to the right words.  

    Tonight we were all sitting here in front of the computer, and I was doing random searches of whatever popped into their heads.  We searched speed stacking.  Ipswich lace (really it was Partner that threw that one out; he recently read this book—good idea, not a great ending).  Pseudonymous Bosch.  Treasure Island.  And hula.  Which led us to some You Tube videos of people doing hula.  The kids were really into the guys who do hula.  Which led us to a conversation about why people hula, and different styles.  Which led to a search of haka.  Which, beautifully enough, led us to this NPR story about the Trojans of Trinity High School, in Euless, Texas, of which, I’ll quote a smidge:

    “The rituals are precisely defined:  There must be music and dancing, chanting and marching.  Sticks are twirled and thrown spinning into the night sky.  The tribe’s future — its strong, beautiful young men and women — paint their faces, don costumes and perform amazing feats of physical prowess for the pleasure and admiration of their people.”

    And that refers to high school football, not the haka that the Trinity players perform before each game.  

    Oh, and the Euless Trinity Trojans beat the Plano Wildcats 42-35 to advance to their next round of the playoffs as well.  We’re not in the same class, but maybe we’ll see them in Dallas in December.  

     

    Thursday
    Nov202008

    Day 20 Nano Count and other stuff I've been doing in November

    I had 43,336, according to Pages.  Then I used the NaNo word count validator, which tells me that I have 43,118.  Sigh.  Computers are fickle things.  

    Anyway, the writing is going well, except for the sore wrists.  I expect to top 45,000 before the end of today.  
    Highlights of this November:
    —For the first time in memory, I have written at least one-thousand words every day for nineteen days straight.  
    —I had a personal best 6,000 word day on Saturday, beating a previous best of something around 5,000.
    —I had a personal best weekday of 4,000 words on Tuesday in response to a challenge from my NaNoWriMo Municipal Liason, beating a previous weekday best of something less than 3,000. 
     —I baked a bazillion (48) rolls for a teacher appreciation luncheon, and resisted the temptation to eat a bunch of them by making the self-promise that I would make more for us.  Which I did today.  Yummmmmmy.  Light as a Dream Hot Rolls from Shirley Corriher’s Cookwise.  Fussy but completely awesome.  
    —I started cleaning out stuff.  I gave away all of my homemade cloth diapers (I know that no one around here has used them for a great long while, but I invested a lot of my life in the creation and cleaning of those things and what they wrapped around.  Not easy letting them go.).  Yesterday, I challenged the kids to choose ten things to set free this year.  So far they have come up with four, but they are biggies, including furniture.  Yay for less stuff!  As an added bonus, we have freecycled all of these items and and made a couple of new friends.  Good stuff. 
    —We are headed to spend Thanksgiving with family next week.  It’ll be about twice as many people as normal, and I’m expecting both a greater degree of joy and a greater degree of tension.  I’m hoping that this increase in all things will be accompanied by an increase in adult beverages.  
    —Our grapefruit tree is blessing us with a bazillion grapefruits.  Which we will carry with us like modern-day Johnny Grapefruit-seeds to give to anyone who will take them.  We hope, when juiced, that they will be able to commingle with some of the aforementioned spirits.  
    —There has also been singing by my beautiful children (We’ve moved from patriotic Veteran’s Day songs to festive Christmas songs), as well as a surprising amount of reading from unexpected quarters (i.e. Sonar X3), flu shots, fabric dying, an altogether pathetic amount of knitting considering how close Christmas is,  and a little bit of coloring within the lines (by me).   
    I’m having a blast.  I hope you are too.  

     

    Saturday
    Nov152008

    35070

    Writing…

    Friday
    Nov072008

    I don't even know where to start

    (11,062 words completed yesterday.  Oh, and one correction: yesterday I said that ScriptFrenzy is in June, and though it was a June event its first year, it is now an April event.)

    In today’s Corpus Christi Caller-Times, this letter to the editor:
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    [snip]
    Prayer, paddles
    …I do know the cause of the decay in quality of education.  It is not the three Rs that are missing.  It is the three Ps that are absent from the education system (prayer, pledge, and paddle).  Those were the things made each generation a little smarter and a little wiser than the ones before.  When the three Ps left the school system, the three Rs followed them out the door.  
    [snip]
    Larry Reid, Rockport
    ***
    I’m not sure why this letter to the editor irritated me so much.  Usually I can pass up the really annoying ones with an eyeroll or a sigh.  And there’s usually at least one of those every day.  
    The inaccuracies are a bit grating.  
    I’m not sure when Mr. Reid was last in a classroom, but my kids recite the U.S., Texas, AND School pledges every day during the morning announcements, and the U.S. pledge is recited at the beginning of all parent meetings.  Sporting events always include a performance of the national anthem.  So I would politely suggest that “pledge,” or other manifestations of American pride and patriotism are far from missing in American education. 
    Prayer is also far from absent in public education, at least in some local institutions.  As recently as last year, all meetings, concerts and sporting events in our school district were opened with a prayer, in spite of the clearly established unconstitutionality of official-led prayer in public educational settings.  As defenders and teachers of the U.S. Constitution, public schools must observe the separation of church and state that ensures our religious freedoms.  This year such invocations are practiced in a more clearly constitutional way.  “Spontaneous,” student led prayer is a-ok according to the Supreme Court, and it happens all the time.  Every school in our district practices a minute of silence each morning, in which students can choose to pray or reflect or doodle simply sit quietly.  Every Friday night at the football game the athletes convene at center field after the national anthem to recite the Lord’s Prayer.  The difference this year is that school representatives do not invoke the prayer over the loudspeaker, or actively call for prayer in other meetings.  
    The one point Mr. Reid is sort of right about is the paddle.  Corporal punishment is rare in American education today, though if you check the books, it is still within the power of teachers and administrators in Texas to administer bodily punishment.  As someone with intimate knowledge of a school administrator, I can vouch that parents sometimes ASK administrators to paddle their children, though no school official, to my knowledge, uses corporal punishment in this district.  Part of the reason such punishment is thankfully almost unheard of today, even here in Texas, is that educational philosophies today advocate positive discipline to help students choose to learn rather than learning out of fear.  There is also the obvious litigiousness of our society.  Consider the liability a school faces if a corporal punishment is deemed abusive, or if injury or other extreme harm comes to a student as a result of that corporal punishment.  
    I wonder if Mr. Reid could pass the Texas Assessment of Knowledge and Skills (the infamous TAKS, a standardized test, administered beginning in third grade, and ultimately necessary for graduation in Texas)?  Did his praying, pledging, and paddling experiences help him to remember and understand essential information or ultimately make him a better citizen?
    What, I wonder, is Mr. Reid’s evidence of the “decay” of the educational system?  Perhaps it is the broken buildings, the high teacher turnover, or maybe he relies on test score data?  I think this decay argument is often trotted out as a precursor to some sense of insecurity about the U.S.’s place competitively in the world.  But the mandate of public education has grown so far beyond the three Rs that simplistic proclamations about how praying and beating will make our schools better are really rather ignorant.  
    I understand that his implicit argument is about the balance between local educational control and federal educational control.  The Constitution leaves education to the states.  Changes in policy under the second Bush administration (No Child Left Behind and its offspring) enacted sweeping accountability measures which grabbed some control of education from the individual states (though often without funding for its proclamations).  I don’t necessarily agree with Mr. Bush’s educational policies, but I do think that in today’s global culture and economy, that we need to think as a nation, and not as a collection of loosely confederated states, about what our educational standards are and how we will train our young people to be citizens of the world.  And I hope those standards include respect for each student’s bodily integrity, cultural integrity and desire to learn and succeed.