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Romeo & Juliet

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Today in summer school I am teaching Romeo and Juliet to a group of teenage girls.  My presentation is not the romantic drivel most of them have heard before.  We examine the play through different lenses and it becomes a fabulous cautionary tale.  Each scene is analyzed for thinking errors on the part of the characters:  Romeo’s impulsivity, all-or-nothing thinking, keeping score, and catastrophising; Tybalt’s overgeneralizations, one-upmanship, and uniqueness (thinking he is better than everyone else); Friar Lawrence’s magical thinking, grandiosity, sneakiness; etc.

The girls open to a whole new perspective when looking at these characters’ flaws and seeing their own behaviors in comparison.  This is a school in a residential treatment center, so the young ladies I am working with have seen some stuff in their lifetimes.  Many of them have attempted suicide (often over a lost love), have run away from their parents or their problems, have had numerous sexual encounters in over their heads and unprepared for the emotional fall-out at such a young age, and have been betrayed or misled by the adults in their lives who should have been better role models.

My favorite discussions with them involve re-imagining the scenes using healthy thinking, coping skills, support from trusted people, accessing available resources, etc.  If just one person had done something different in this play, something productive, something thoughtful and helpful, it might not have ended in such tragedy.  There are always more options.  “To be or not to be” (to quote Hamlet) could be a much longer list.  To be healthy, to be at peace, to understand, to be open…not to be afraid, not to be alone, not to be abused, not to be so hard on yourself.

Juliet was 13 for goodness sake.  So much more happens in life after 13.  I’m in my 40’s, have been through a marriage, divorce, children, grandchildren, and have just now found my Romeo. Building a good life takes time, learning from experiences, and resilience.  I wish for each of my students today a new critical perspective that makes each of them a “master of her own fate.” *

*from Invictus by William Ernest Henley

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#from Gnomeo & Juliet (Juliet kicking ass)

Campylobacter Disaster

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I have never been as sick as I was a few weeks ago.  I picked up the campylobacter bacteria somewhere (possibly cleaning up after the new puppy, eating farm fresh eggs, or that delicious vegetarian ramen at a location that will remain nameless because they are awesome and there is just no way to know for sure.)  I am fairly certain that I was already in the throws of a stomach virus that had been going around the hospital where I work when I picked up the bacteria.  That spiraled me into horrific gastric pyrotechnics, delirium, fever, muscle weakness and pain, colitis, joint pain, constant nausea for several weeks straight, a fall that resulted in an injured ankle, and the need for an emergency room visit for antibiotics and hydration.  Not fun.  Those tiny little organisms can wreak havoc.

Now that I am mostly recovered from the affects of the illness, I am getting antsy.  I am still limping from the twisted ankle, so I can’t start jumping on my trampoline, dancing Salsa, or walking.  The county health department asked me to wait another week before swimming in a public pool, just to be safe.  Sunday, July 5, I am going for a swim.  Until then, I am going to continue stretching and walking as much as my ankle will tolerate.  At least I am off the cane I was having to use for a week.

Babies, babies, everywhere…

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I just had the pleasure of feeding my granddaughter Charlotte peas for the first time.  She did the stank face babies do when it is a flavor they are not expecting.  At my feet the whole time writhing in excitement was our puppy Aiko.  She could tell something big was going down and wanted in on it, especially if it involved food.  The ensuing mess had to culminate in a bath as peas made their way into every possible crevice.

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After being lathered in coconut oil, some milk from Mama, and a little coaxing, Charlotte settled in for a nice nap.  Aiko decided that was the perfect way to pass some time herself.

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So the house is quiet, the babies are resting, and I have a few minutes to write.  My daughter is sick with a cold and is taking showers and naps to recuperate.  It feels good to be able to help out. My own health has gotten in the way of doing the things I love lately, but today is a good day.  I am perfectly content at this moment.  All is right with my world.