There is so much to write about today. I almost can’t make a decision. I originally thought I would write about the new Pope’s chastising of Europeans. There is plenty of fodder for a rant there. Yes, God told us to be fruitful and multiply in order to populate the world. The world is populated. Over populated actually. He says people are being selfish, but I don’t see him pitching in on college tuition, helping with homework, and attempting to schedule parent teacher conferences around a full time work schedule. But no, I’m not going to focus on that one.
I could talk about my opinions about the iPhone and the price drop. But it seems everyone else with internet access has done that. Hmm, how many of those articles have been written entirely using thumbs as so many are carrying little computers on their hips? I’m sure the next news story I see will be all about a rash of a new repetitive motion disorder a la carpal tunnel paralyzing the thumbs of generation X. I will admit that I am guilty of some thumb typing myself, but I’ve yet to make a blog entry that way. The blog is young though and so is my new Blackberry 8830.
There were so many news stories I thought maybe I could share my slant on until I saw this one. Suddenly everything else seemed so trivial. Call me a hopeless romantic but these kinds of stories warm my heart. While everyone else is critiquing whatever Bush or a presidential candidate said, this reporter decides to focus on something completely outside the sensationalist realm.
September 11, 2001 will always be remembered in solemn ceremonies across the country. Quite possibly the world. In our homes, offices, and even online communities, we will talk about how we experienced those events as they happened. The news will again show buildings collapsing as though the image was not permanently branded in our collective memory. And as human beings we need to go through that. We need to remember the pain together. We need to share it. We must move on, but we must not forget.
In the shock and pain of 9/11, ordinary people did something extraordinary. People dropped the facade and did whatever they could to help. Across the country people organized to send help in the form of care packages and skilled rescue workers. Prayers were lifted up for our fellow citizens whom we had never met. It didn’t matter, we were a true community on that day and for some time afterwards. But as these things always do, it faded. We went back to our regular routines. My challenge to anyone that takes the time to read this, is just for today, remember that we banded together as one and try to feel like that again. The banner at the bottom of this post will take you to a site with some great suggestions on how to commemorate this day.
The animation may or may not work. It should take you to MyGoodDeed.org
Ok, I hate Monday’s anyway, but I’m really trying to keep up with writing this. And then I see that most of my hits were from Monday. I’ll have to write something good to make up for it. I’ll find something worth writing about. Maybe you’ll get a bonus entry for Tuesday! I actually have to do my day job for now though.
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Ah chess! Everyone thinks of a sophisticated, thought-provoking game. It is not generally thought of as a pursuit for the masses. The mental image is that of 2 old men playing for hours in the neighborhood park. Imagine my surprise when I took my son to school for his first day in the first grade when I saw about 10 chess boards spread out in the elementary school cafeteria.
This is the home of the #2 ranked chess team in the nation. Who would have thought you would find it at an elementary school in this rundown neighborhood? Here is a group of kids, many of whom qualify for the free or reduced lunch program, playing “the King’s Game” and quite well I must add. This school is very focused on war between blacks and whites but it has nothing to due with race.
“The Blue Hoard,” as they’ve been dubbed, swarms into state tournaments and takes home wins. These kids are not just the gifted and talented, and they are a long way from privileged. Here chess is the great equalizer. These kids are good, but they don’t brag about it. As Mr.Nichols says, “They learn sportsmanship. We teach etiquette is number one. Anything that Dennis Rodman ever did on a basketball court is not OK.”
This year, the chess program got even more ambitious. Or they have possibly lost their minds. Previously, chess was open to 5th graders only. In August of 2007, they have introduced Chess Academy. Now chess is open to 3rd, 4th, and 5th graders. Provided they meet the requirements, they will all be eligible to play in the in state tournaments. The first night of chess academy was chaos in the cafeteria. 9 large plastic chess pieces were lost on a linoleum floor. But I looked across the sea of chess boards and saw my 3rd grade son shaking hands with his opponent before commencing his game. He’s not a good student. He has the intelligence to be, but not the drive. But he will be a good chess player, and we are hoping that will inspire him to work at is schoolwork.
Yes, they will need money. Yes, donations are tax deductible. Yes, everyone involved needs their head examined. I’m not requesting money, but I can provide information on where to send your donations if you are interested.
Well here it is, without fanfare nor shattering of champagne, my blog. Carefully pouring champagne into glasses and proposing some type of toast is far more my style anyway. No one wants to clean sticky alcohol and glass shards from their web page. Especially one so nice, new, and clean.
So I suppose I should start by telling you something about myself. I’m a wife and mother. I have a full time job doing accounting. I am starting a web design business on the side. Feel free to visit Añoranzas de Costa Rica to see a work in progress. I’ve also set up hastonline.com mostly to keep up with family and friends. That’s very likely how you found yourself here. Someday soon there will be a site devoted to my design endeavors.
I don’t really know what I will wind up writing about here. I’m sure I will write about what it is like starting my home business. I’ll write about my family. I may even decide I need to blog about the news. I won’t promise that you will always be entertained, but I’m not holding a gun to your head making you read it either.
All that said, have a cup of coffee and enjoy the time you spend here.