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Tuesday, October 14th, 2014... I can honestly say nothing exciting is
happening at 1205 so I have to resort to my Apple writing app - Prompts.
WE are going to make a run to New Jersey soon; but since we have not done that
yet, I can't write about it unless I make stuff up. Everyone knows that I
never make things up. Grandchild number four loves to make up stories; he
must get that from the Steller genes. Well, back to my app. I hit the plus
sign for a topic. It was - "Then, suddenly, the move went wrong." Now that
could be a good one, but nothing positive came to my mind. As my readers know,
I don't write about negative things like our President or the other liars in
Washington, D.C. Hmm, that was a little harsh, but everyday a little more comes
out. Now with this Ebola scare and a possible war with ISIS, those same folks
in Washington need to be honest with us. Gees, was this "a move that went
wrong" by me? Okay, let me go back to my Prompts app and hit that plus sign
again. I promise I will write about whatever comes up because I told my
students many, many years ago that they should be able to write about any topic
that is given to them. Our minds are creative and we should use that part of
our brain more than we do. Okay, here goes - hitting the plus sign. "The
first postcard I received was from...." Now that one I can write about. I
might have to fudge it a little, but I can do it. Back in the old days, when
students were allowed to go on vacation during the school year - don't forget I
taught in an area where most of the parents worked seasonal jobs - they would
ask for their assignments. I would tell them that I would give them time to
make them up when they returned - mainly because it was a hassle for me to list
assignments that we were going to complete while they were gone. However, I would tell them
that they had to send me a postcard while they were on vacation. The
postcards were placed on the bulletin board. I knew I could do it! I'll be back on October 28th
unless I am in New Jersey.
Tuesday, September 30th, 2014... My first car was a 1951 Ford. It
should have been a '48 Ford, but a few years before I obtained my license, my
sister Marion cracked it up. I think she has always blamed me for that
accident, but that is impossible because I wasn't even with her. I
remember the day of her accident as if it were yesterday. It was a Friday
afternoon, around 5pm, and she was going east on Batchelor Street (All the
streets in our neighborhood were named after war heroes.) to pick up my Cousin
Barbara, who worked at the Olds dealership which was on the corner of Route 37
and Hooper Avenue. Now - anyone who knows the area will see right away
that she was going the wrong way. But that is not part of this Rambling. I was
riding on my bike with my dog Jingles at my side. I was going west
towards our home on the corner of Batchelor and Dickinson. We were about
to pass each other about three blocks from our home. However, Jingles spotted the '48
Ford and stopped in the middle of the road. Marion, naturally, stopped the
car and this is where she made her mistake. She opened the door to allow
Jingles to jump in the car. I waved - see you later - and headed home. I am
surprised that I didn't hear the accident because only a block or two later she
ran into a tree. Why? Well, Jingles jumped on her lap to get out the window
because he changed his mind and wanted to be with his favorite person. There is
more to the story which needs to be told, but my Rambling already is too long.
This wasn't even the topic for the week. The topic was .... Never mind, maybe
I will save it for anther writing. How's October 14th for you? Let's
make it a date.
Tuesday, September 16th, 2014... "Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream - Make her
the cutest that I've ever seen...." Yes, those are the words my mother
sang to me at night when I couldn't fall to sleep. She would, then,
make-believe she was dropping sand in my eyes. Now I am older, and I need
toothpicks to keep my eyes open at times. I have discovered that fifteen
power naps work much better with me than a ninety minute snooze in the middle of
the day. As most of my readers know, I love to learn so I decided to
research the origin of the sandman putting something in the eyes to bring on
sleep. I found two written versions about the sandman - one written in
1841, by Hans Christian Andersen. Here it is.......suitable for all ages.
"In the evening, while the children are seated at the table..., he comes up the
stairs very softly..., then he opens the doors without the slightest noise, and
throws a small quantity of very fine dust in their eyes, just enough to prevent
them from keeping them open, and so they do not see him. Then he creeps
behind them, and blows softly upon their necks, till their heads begin to droop.
Under each arm he carries an umbrella; one of them, with pictures on the inside,
he spreads over the good children, and then they dream the most beautiful
stories the whole night. But the other umbrella has no pictures, and this
he holds over the naughty children so that they sleep heavily, and wake in the
morning without having dreams at all." I'll bet that tale has been enjoyed
by many, many children over the years. Here is the one that they never
tell. I know all my grandkids will love this one so I must include it
here. E.T.A. Hoffman's (1776-1822) short story about the mythical sandman
would be rated R today so stop reading if you are weak of heart. His
sandman would throw sand in the eyes of naughty children who wouldn't fall
asleep, causing their eyes to fall out. The sandman would then collect
their eyes and feed them to his own children. Was I right or was I right?
I'll be back on September 30th.
Tuesday, September 2nd, 2014... Wow, another Labor Day is here! The
tourists will be leaving and all schools should be opened by the end of the
week. I wonder how many of those kids returning will be answering that
boring old question - What did you do this summer? I don't think I ever
asked that question. I might have asked after Christmas break - What was
your best present? However, I did that because I was never ready to return
to work the day after the New Year. I know spoiled kid; spoiled adult.
If I was going back to school today, I think I would ask them to write about
this - A great woman once told me.... I know I could write a missive about
all the great women in my life starting with my mother who probably said more
than once, "Stop playing with it, Ronnie, it will fall off." My wonderful
wife during our many, many years together has said too many things to recall.
Judy Wilson, my supervisor and assistant superintendent, pleaded with me to
give counseling a try (as a counselor; not a counselee) and promised me that I could go back to the classroom
after a year if I didn't enjoy the one-on-one contact with the kids.
Needless to say, I enjoyed counseling and spent my last 12 years working
closely with my kids. Moving on.... What did I learn this week?
Well, I don't know if I learned it again, but at my age, I don't think it makes
a difference. At 3.6 million square miles, the Sahara is the world's largest
'hot' desert; however, overall, it is the third largest desert. Did you
figure out which deserts are one and two? Let's close this rambling with
Ronald Gerald Wayne, a retired American electronics industry worker.
In 1976, he sold his 10% stake in Apple for $800. Now did any of you make
a bigger mistake than that?
(NEXT RAMBLING 9/16/14)
Tuesday, August 19th, 2014... Change is coming! No, I am not
referring to the departure of my youngest and the arrival of my oldest. I
am talking about MY RAMBLING. My first rambling was published on November
28th, 2005. I don't think it was published on bondulich.com. I
probably used a free web site in the beginning because I knew nothing about
HTML. I enjoy learning so I knew I wouldn't be satisfied until I had my
own domain name. As the years went by, HTML became much easier to do
because Microsoft and others came out with programs that wrote web pages without
the writer knowing any HTML. I don't use as much HTML today as I did
back in the beginning, but once in a while, there is a need to fix something
using HTML. The latest trend is to use sites that publish blogs. I
have been using one now for over a year. My Rambling (Bondo at the Beach)
in blog format can be found at bondo.wordpress.com. A blog is much less
time consuming to publish than posting a web page. However, I enjoy doing the web
page, but doing it every week is becoming a chore - and I hate doing chores.
I have decided to put out my rambling once or twice a month. Once or
twice? That is not a decision. That is sitting on a picket fence and
for those of you who have never sat on a picket fence - IT HURTS. Here is
my decision. I will take next week off and publish and post my writing on
September 2nd. In that writing, I will put the date of the next
publishing. See, I can make a decision.