How You Need to Think Valentine’s with Education

In 1982, TV situation comedy The Facts of Life saw Mrs. Garrette and her pupils in Paris. Going professional, in this “TV movie” Mrs. Garrette readied herself learn cooking, and to return to America a full-fledged expert in the kitchen. A strict headmistress an hour away from the city was slated to teach the girls, including lessons in the subjects of poetry and physical education. Comedy cues such as audience laughter are omitted so, while the atmosphere is jaunty, part one of the episode is charmingly grounded. Frankly, while searching for this entry in nineteen-eighties’ lady-driven TV comedy, the delight you’ll have may be offset by its brevity and relative non-consequence. Even though it’s fun, you will probably be fine if it’s left history.

Roulette is a game of chance in which a dealer spins a wheel, black and red stripes designating a range of numbers. The dealer tosses a ball on the wheel meeting the landing marks with the idea of a sudden decision. If you have placed a bet where the ball will stop on the wheel, and triumphantly the ball lands where you have predicted, you collect winnings on your bet. Likewise, love is a gamble.

Should we, however, treat life like the roulette wheel? Love falls in the face of adversity with an end to deciding change. Roulette is a game of chance, but rather than choosing to gamble with the cosmos we can structure what we are able to achieve as we would have it, rather than the hands of fate handling important decisions for us. Our own hands guide our destinies. I assert here that keeping education a priority is important. The reason is that lovers meet while teachers educate them, in throngs of increasing interactions between the initiate and the instructor. It may be the thing which saves us from ourselves. Unlike a life steep with problems, what divides lovers from animals is our capacity to educate our own.

I am not particularly technologically proficient.  Photographer: Morgan Sessions

Limitations have hard-pressed me to master the complexities of love. I don’t understand the combination of drive and romance. But it doesn’t matter–simple maintenance and locomotion may be all it takes, because with better-educated coming generations of people, the likelihood increases that everything will work in our favor. That’s a desirable future outcome, and it’s love. It’s keeping education human.

My high school “communications” were a weak suit.

My only programming job ended in me being fired. It lasted three months, and I did an honestly poor job. Was I a fool? Yes. Younger yet, in high school, I wasn’t my best at my classes in “communications.”. I am lucky that I got through them, I suppose. I like the employment of computers very much. That goes with keeping education a priority. William Shakespeare, who led us through the modern era, instructs us to say:

Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.

It perplexes the individual that technology is coming to a head with each new generation.

I don’t think we have any other choice than for us to make technology and technology communications our priorities. It isn’t right for technology to leave us behind. Fortunately, I tend to believe that many can access the components of technology, especially if you have the drive to love and to learn. You can do it. Starting now is a great strategy. Ask questions, get answers and bend technology to your will. That’s how the empire will be built, not by brick but by circuitry. I think it’s about keeping education a priority.

Love is the bond across cultures. Thank you for your time and good luck.  Valentine Badge Newest_2

Happy to see this week’s Photo Challenge

While participating in the WordPress poetry challenges, I thought to write a sonnet.

Look here:

__________________ whispering

__________________ mistake

__________________ branches

__________________ lake.

__________________ remember


__________________ silvery

__________________ remains

This is an exercise for a narrative poem, a sonnet, which while often a child’s exercise does herald fare with the sophistication of Edgar Allen Poe’s The Raven, also available on the webpage I am suggesting:

I provided a photo to add a degree of originality to my effort writing the sonnet, and today, thinking about the WordPress photo challenge this week, I recreated that same photo.


See for the original photo along with a brief sonnet.

Joining the Insecure Writer’s Support Group ~ No#49

I am interested in joining the Insecure Writer’s Support Group because I think it would be a useful networking exercise. I have some image problems. Also, I worry about the difficulty of making a sustained effort as a writer. I’m also have some doubts about whether I have enough originality to make writing more a good idea.

One specific fear I had was the fear of trying to stay current as a computer user which isn’t easy. I finally decided that reasonable standards of computing are adequate, but it took me a long time to become convinced of this (like dipping a toe in a cold pool of water). I also had some fear that I hadn’t read enough to merit writing myself, but eventually found the courage to acknowledge myself for the books I have read. I am also afraid that I don’t sufficiently understand the world around us to be a worthwhile writer.

One struggle I went through was the decision to permanently move out of my mom and dad’s house. It took me a relatively long time to do this. I am sure that a common struggle among people in and out of the writing game is relationship problems, and trying to make relationships of all levels work is a major concern for me. It was also a struggle, as I mentioned above, when I was writing some of my doubts, to accept the changing times.

A triumph of mine was accepting my sister’s encouragement to contribute some run-of-the-mill movie reviews to a local student newspaper, which was a triumph because for several weeks the reviews were published in print and online for the paper for which I was volunteering. It was the beginning of my interest in being published. Some other modest recognition which I have enjoyed have also got me feeling triumphant, and I don’t want to say too much about this, but recognition is positively a joy. I also feel better when I write something complete, which is perhaps my most important triumph.

If you are struggling, remember, and I hope I’m not speaking out of place, that writing is an end in and of itself.

Photographer:Daria Nepriakhina