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D as in Dirty

Published September 11, 2016 by Nan Mykel

REFLECTIONS

Published September 10, 2016 by Nan Mykel

REFLECTIONS

 

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Lizards crawl out

from the cracks

in my heart

sometimes.

I don’t see them

but afterwards I

find their droppings

around me.

 

Nan

Prison Riot Day – Reblog

Published September 9, 2016 by Nan Mykel

 

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Today–September 9–is the day for a scheduled prison riot in 20 states.  Looking up my own state I found that “Ohio holds the distinction of being the first state to sell off a public prison to a private corporation. This happened in 2011 when Governor John Kasich oversaw the sale of Lake Erie Correctional Institution to the Corrections Corporation of America. The sale was promoted as a way to save the state money, but according to the ACLU of Ohio, the plan largely backfired….” (www.acluohio.org/prisons-for-profit)

 

Birth of a Poem – Thursday at dVerse

Published September 8, 2016 by Nan Mykel

A false labor so long

it seems like forever.

Surely ’tis a natal

constipation supreme;

reluctance to emerge,

stubbornly huddling

in their author’s belly

’til no longer able

to resist, they pop out

from the mysterious

cave of the long silence,

across the waiting page.

Now tumbling, gleefully

chortling, head over heels,

welcome my dears at long

last: the birth of a poem.

 

Submitted to d’Verse, first in The Selected Poems of the Athens Library Poetry Group 2014

Advice Sought

Published September 8, 2016 by Nan Mykel

In case I could re-do my mothering, how could I prevent sibling rivalry between an older sister and younger brother?  (65+ years ago?)

Struggling to Learn This….

Published September 6, 2016 by Nan Mykel

The Black Cat Blue Sea Award

Jill, Spanglish Jill, La Sabrosona, of My Spanglish Familia nominated me for this award, so I’m doing it, because I love Jill and this one looks fun, and I need more reasons to sit my jammied ass on the sofa and type away happily while I drink coffee.

Did y’all see those new lightweight glass mugs at Starbucks? I shoulda bought some. I really just might.

Anyway, here we go —

The Rules:
*Thank the blogger that nominated you
*Nominate up to 7 other bloggers
*Answer 3 questions
*Ask your nominees 3 questions

Thank you, Jill. 

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My nominees:
You

 

Jill asked what’s the funniest thing I’ve heard lately, and I’d hafta say it was when I misunderstand Moo and it sounded like she said, “Now I know why my fox burned the other and flapjack clues on the floor!”
I shouted back, “Yes, I hate it when my fox burns the others and leaves clues!” She actually said something like how her box was turned the other way and her shoes were on the floor — but if you read me much, you know you never can tell with Moo —

Jill asked if I had all the time and money in the world, what would be the thing, food, music, place and/or people who would make me the happiest?
The answer is variety. I dunno, because isn’t the best thing in life having choices? Maybe I feel like these people or those people, this music, or that food. Depends so much on mood. Planning never works for fun. Fun either happens or it doesn’t. Also, my idea of fun seldom matches the traditional definition of fun. I very much enjoy lively conversation, and food I eat with my hands. A good beat is a good beat. I can find beauty most anywhere, so place isn’t too important, beyond temperature. Let’s keep it cool, okay?

Jill asked the best advice I’ve ever been given and the best advice I’ve given and that’s really hard to choose. My mother said the best way to deter nosiness is to direct people to their own motives by asking, “Why do you ask?”

“Why do you ask?” is incredibly effective.
When people ask you nosy questions, ask them, “Why do you ask?”
It never hurts to question your own motives at times, either. Most people aren’t aware they have motives, let alone what they are.

Nan Mykel says:

Why do you ask? Oh…yeah….

Nominees:  You

Thanks for nominating me for this super award (my first)

My answers to your questions:
1. After I wake from a bad dream I remind myself that D really hasn’t won.
2. My head is too big for hats, tho I love them on others.
3. Let’s see–my most recent act of kindness? Ten yeas ago I helped my daughter get her tongue off the frozen mail box.

Questions for my nominees:
1.What’s your favorite game?
2. When did you last play it?
3. When did you start blogging and why?

I’m still a newbie and don’t know what my next step should be.

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  • joey says:

    Thanks for playing along, Nan. Great answers! Did you do this on your blog?

    Like

    • Nan Mykel says:

      I’m a 2-year old newbie and don’t know what I’m supposed to do “on my blog.” :>(

      Like

      • joey says:

        Oh my goodness. Well that part you put here in my comments should be a post on your blog. Then you should hyperlink to me and the people you nominate. Award posts are quite a bit of work, but it’s nice to be thought of, so I do them now and again.

 

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It’s possible no on will get this award because I don’t know what hyperlink means…  I live and learn, sometimes.

Re-Post from Gender Mom

Published September 6, 2016 by Nan Mykel

Dear Ms. S.

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“Hey, Third Grade! Bring it!”

My little wonder starts third grade tomorrow. (How did thathappen?)

We bought all her school supplies and some snazzy new clothes.

She’s got her first-day outfit picked out.

Now all that’s left is for her mom to email the teacher:

Dear Ms. S.,

It’s hard to believe that tomorrow my little girl starts third grade!

As you know, M. is transgender, and it occurred to me it might be a good idea to send you a little information/background. (I’m sure some of it is stuff you already know, but I’d rather be a little repetitive than neglect to mention something important!)

M. is very private about being transgender.  The only staff at school who know this fact are you, the school counselor, Ms. H., and Principal F. (I think the gym teacher and school nurse know, too.) M.’s dad and I would like to be the ones to decide before anyone else at school is told.  (Of course, M. may tell anyone she likes.)  M. also told a handful of friends last year that she was transgender.  I think the only child she told who will be in your class this year is L. 

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I told the story of my daughter telling her school friends in an episode of my podcast.

You probably know that Ms. L., from the district office, did a gender lesson in Ms. H.’s class last year, and that the lesson included explaining what transgender was and reading the book,“I am Jazz.” After the lesson, M. told Ms. H. that she wanted to tell the whole class that she was transgender.  Ms. H. suggested to M. that she talk with me and her dad first.  M. then decided she would like to tell just her closest friends.  Before she did so, I spoke with each of the girls’ moms, to let them know, in case their kids came home with questions. 

Ms. H. then arranged for the girls to eat lunch with her in the classroom one day, instead of the cafeteria, so that M. could tell the girls privately that she was transgender.  I gather it went really well and that the girls didn’t see it as a big deal.  M. also explained that it was private information that she would like them to keep to themselves.  As far as I know, they (and their parents) have all respected this. 

By the way, we like to use the word “private,” rather than “secret,” because it doesn’t have the connotation of something bad/shameful that a “secret” does.  The way we explain it is that M. likes to be the one to decide whom she wants to share this information with, since it’s her personal information.  I think explaining it this way is empowering for M., and gives other kids the idea that it’s about respecting their friend, and not about keeping secrets. 

My expectation (and my hope) is that M.’s transgender status will be mostly a non-issue this year, as it was last year.  She’s just a regular little girl who loves to hang out with her pack of girlfriends.  But she does carry around a certain level of anxiety about being trans, and this emerged last year (near the end of the school year) when she told me she was afraid the other kids might “hurt her” or “kill her” if they learned she was transgender.  I don’t think she actually thought they would harm her physically, but she was upset.  To ease her mind, I arranged for us to meet with Principal F., who reassured M. that she would be kept safe at school.  I think this helped M. feel better. 

But the reality is that living “stealth” (the term transgender people use for not revealing their trans status) is stressful.  M. lives with a certain amount of anxiety every day, worrying people will find out and judge her.  She is extremely cautious about how she dresses (you’ll notice there are always layers), and about using the bathroom and changing rooms.  For the most part, she manages this anxiety well, and I know she feels loved and supported by her family, neighbors, friends, and school.  But it’s still hard.

Ms. S., I just wanted to make sure you had this background information, since the same issues may arise this year.  I’m guessing that M. will want to tell more of her friends that she is transgender.  She really seems to NEED to tell her closest friends.  I am so glad she feels safe in doing so, but the reality is that the more kids she tells, the harder it will be to remain “stealth” at school.  Ms. H. did a beautiful job handling this with M.’s friends last year in second grade, so please do talk with her if you think that would be helpful to you. 

If you have any questions about how best to support M., please ask anytime!  And we’d also really like to be in the loop if anything comes up around this issue at school, so we can support M. from home. 

Thank you for supporting M. — and her parents. We can’t wait for third grade!!

Marlo

The Long Night, for d’Verse

Published September 5, 2016 by Nan Mykel

They say human beings don’t like questions without answers. If there’s a big unanswered question, someone answers it with a myth, a conspiracy theory, a lie, or  a guess, forgetting I guess about randomness. (For a challenge read http://www.askamathematician.com/2009/12/q-do-physicists-really-believe-in-true-randomness/)

Take flying saucers, for example.  One night about 1948 our family was watching a movie in a drive-in theater in Charlotte, North Carolina.  I don’t recall anything being on the screen at the time, but  a round fiery object appearerd from the right at about a 45 degree angle in the night sky and traveled to the left across the horizon, never veering towards earth.   I’d guess it must have taken about 4-8 seconds to traverse the horizon. It wasn’t long enough for people to express their surprise by honking.  My family all saw it and the next day in the newspaper it was reported that a number of calls had been made to some place like the airport,  and they thought it was something like a weather balloon.  It looked like a fireball, not like a meteorite.  Maybe “they” were trying to sneak a peek at the movie without paying for a ticket?  Now don’t get mad at me for spoiling the romance of this lovely d’verse night, but I don’t like unaswered questions myself.

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