Hey ya’ll
LRT,
I hear you! Just wanted you to know that I posted back to your initial post on learning, etc..
I am going to bed right now, but I will definitely try to get back and post from work tomorrow during a free period. I think I’m pretty much caught up on my work. If there is one thing that I am great at, it’s research. So what I don’t know, we can learn together. lol…
peace…
C
Hey now ya’ll
Greetings from the Library of the University at Albany. It’s been quite some time since I sat in this place. Walking on this campus really reminds me of the time that I spent here. It’s cold, but you can still see folk hussling to go get something to eat from the Campus Center and then off they go to the library.
I came in here to create some lessons plans for the new format that I am going to use to teach English to the students in my class. I think it’s innovative, interesting, and flaw proof. But with kids, you just never know. They always find a way to poke holes in your ish.
Anyhow, I came looking for books by the man that I most look up too, Dr. Mark Anthony Neal. I’ve taken his classes and learned his theories, but sadly enough, I have not read his work. Anyway, it seems as though people out here are sweating him just as much as I am even in his absence. Both of his books are currently out of the library so I just opted to check out other ones.
As of tomorrow, I will be reading Black, Blanc, Beur, Signifying Rappers, Buppies, B-Boys, Baps & Bohos, and flyboy in the buttermilk.
I’m a little excited. There is a certain type of motivation that I lost when I left this place, and being able to come back and still be privvy to that lifestyle makes me feel blessed in a way. I am happy that I am still close to academia because in passing, I can never forget that there is where I want to be in the future.
Sometimes, not going straight through school puts you in a place in which you feel so content, or so hopeless that you just don’t continue with education. I don’t want that to be my situation and in some ways, I believe that I kinda settled, but being here is reminding me of where I need to be and what I need to do…
Anyway, I’m gonna head back downstairs and I’ll holla at you guys some other time.
Luv
I’m feeling age, but thank God people can’t see it.
I am sitting behind this screen, feeling aches and pains that I have never experienced. I feel like I need some Icy Hot. Last night, I went to the local YMCA for teen night. I played a few games of basketball with the youth and I lost all the games I played, but only by a point or so. I haven’t played basketball in over a year and I haven’t worked out seriously in quite some time as well, so I was pleased with my overall performance.
I woke up this morning at 9:30am and I could hardly move. I thought that by now I would have gotten over the pain, but it is still here. So, I know that I am getting old. I am feeling it. But at least, I am not looking it. When I went on the trip with my students the other day to the vocational high school, one of the instructors singled me out thinking that I was one of the students. I had to let him know that not only am I not in Junior High School, I’ve gone through High School and college.
He didn’t believe me at first and made me take out ID to show him. It was kinda funny. The students were laughing and asking me if I get that all the time. I said yes. And you would think that someone that dresses as sharp as I do wouldn’t never be mistaken for a student. I mean, if they still can’t figure out that I am not a student, I may as well stop buying expensive business suits and shoes, and throw on some jeans and sneakers with a big ole’ bubble jacket.
LOL
But it feels good. I’d much rather look young than look old.