There are all sorts of friends out there. Best friends, casual friends, soul mates, kindred spirits, buddies, blokes, even Facebook friends. Some friends come, some go, some stay with you long after they are gone. There are many theories on how to make, earn, and keep friends. There are many songs and poems written on the subject. The support of a friend can be the one difference maker during a crisis. The let down of a friend can be among the most painful of hurts. The love of a friend can make a dark world seem bright as day, while the betrayal of a friend can devastate one beyond consolation. Epictetus said "In prosperity it is very easy to find a friend; in adversity, nothing is so difficult." Samuel Johnson wisely stated f a man does not make new acquaintances as he passes through life, he will soon find himself alone. A man should keep his friendships in constant repair." A Nigerian proverb advises to "Hold a true friend with both hands", while an Assyrian proverb says "Tell me your friends, and I'll tell you who you are".
I have been fortunate with friends. I have not always had many, but the ones that I do have are precious to me. My best friend in elementary school was a kid by the name of Mark Miller. I remember him initially as the kid that stayed in at recess to eat glue. Maybe that was why he stuck with me when the bullying started. In high school, I was lucky to have a couple close friends from church: Matt Harker and Dan Oler, who are still good friends today. Their wives have also become trusted friends to me. I am truly lucky to see many of my family members, including my parents, become friends. There are several at church and work who are friends, and others that have come in and out of my life over the years that have been great friends. Of course, my best friend would be my beloved Heather, and I hope that Barbara and Kid #2 will also develop into friendships as they get older.
I know that all friendships change over time. Sometimes people drift apart. Sometimes the friendship was only on the surface, and that was fine for what it was. There are times when people move into different phases of their lives, and many of the friends do not move on with them. Circumstances change, contact becomes infrequent, and absence makes the heart fonder. Despite this, when those connections become reestablished, the friendship picks up where it left off, with many stories to exchange in the name of catching up. It is important to work at maintaining friendships, but keep in mind that change is natural and relationships of any kind evolve.
It is this thought of friendship that causes me to reflect on one unexpected and very rewarding friendship that has grown over the last few years. Five years ago I started full time teaching science at FFCA High School. Many of the staff members there quickly came to mean a great deal to me as they were welcoming and supportive. I have had great relationships with many of them during those five years, but there is one that I wish to touch on today. A few weeks into my tenure, I was heading to the parking lot for the drive home when this teacher in the English department introduced herself to me. We talked for several minutes, and for some strange reason I felt like going into the whole reason for my coming to Calgary. It amazed me that I was so comfortable talking to her about this. It became apparent that we had much in common. Over the next few months and into the next few years, I came to value the friendship of one Pamela Hunnisett.
Pam, or Hunni as I call her, is a rare individual indeed. Over the last five years I have learned what great gifts and talents she has. She is one of those people who will listen to anybody's point of view. She may not share it, but she will validate it with you. She gives great advice and exudes a wisdom that is sound and refreshing. She has a heart of gold and the mouth of a sailor. She loves her students as if they were her own, and many of them think of her as "Mom". This allows her to be able to say things to them that may be hard to hear from other teachers, but because it comes from her they are more receptive to the feedback. She is even more devoted to her own family. She is a sought after expert on the use of blogs in teaching and has made several presentations on the matter. She is a favourite teacher of many students (and even among teachers). She has many passions, including reading, drama, and creative writing. It was Hunni that helped me on the road to confronting, processing, and finally healing the experiences of my youth that I have carried with me for many years. It was Hunni that saw a place for me in the One Act program of our school. It was Hunni that suggested that I play the part of Chef Louis in this year's production of the Little Mermaid. She is an anchor to me in this world. In one week she will leave for a six month leave in Argentina. I will miss her during that time. I will miss popping by at the end of the day to chat or watch her in action as she helps students become better writers. I will the moments when she gets to spend some time with Barbara (mutual adoration with those two). So much I will miss, but I know how valuable this time will be for her, so I will be content that it will only be for six months (you hear that Hunni? ONLY 6 MONTHS!)
So, in her honor, and since she is such a fan of my sweet little Barbie, I give you the Top Ten list of Cute Things Barbara Has Said in the Past Ten Days (or so):
10. "Star Wars Colors!". One of her new favorite books.
9. "Bye bye. See you later!" She says this to practically everyone when they leave the house, room, etc.
8. "Yummy!" said everytime she has blueberries, toast and jam, and chocolate.
7. "No no no no no no". Her response to the questions "What does Mommy/Daddy/Dustin/Dayton say?"
6. "Blah blah dah dah HI!" is what she says when she reads the book "Effie the Ant" to herself.
5. "Oooo, tasty!" Said tonight when I gave her potatoes.
4. "Big!" (said loudly and deep) "Little! (said softly and high pitched). This is her reading the Star Trek Book of Opposites when we get to the page that has "big" and "little" on it.
3. "Manamana. Doo doo doo doo". Yup, watching Muppet Show with her is paying off.
2. "Night night sleep!". She says this when she curls herself up on big giraffe pillow. It is usually accompanied by fake snoring sounds.
1. When I asked her what different animals say, she is pretty good. A week ago, however, I asked her what a frog says, instead of her usual "Rib-bit" she says "YAY!". Yup, watching those Muppet Show episodes with her is definitely paying off.
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Goodbye 2013, Hello 2014
Here we go, one more year winding down and a new one fast approaching. As is custom at this time of year we look back at what was and look forward to what might be. It is a time where we celebrate our past victories and resolve to have more in the time to come. In church today I learned that January is named after the mythological god Janus, the god of the doorway with two faces. One face looks back and reflects upon the past while the other looks forward into the future. Quite appropriate (and now I have taught you something, and on my vacation from teaching no less!). As I look back and forward I am struck by the reality of the present moment and wonder. I wonder about what I have learned and how it might be used to face whatever is coming.
To say that 2013 has been anything less of interesting and event-filled would grossly inaccurate. Much has happened in the world. There were new discoveries made, of which the ancient platypus was one of my favourites. Politics proved entertaining, usually for the wrong reasons. Nenshi proved to us in actions what makes a great mayor, while over in Toronto their Chris-Farley-Tribute-Mayor has given our country international attention of the most undesirable kind. Justin Trudeau came out in favour of marijuana legalization (the dope) and Harper's government is being rocked for a Senate scandal. South of the border we saw the government shut down because neither side wants to play nicely with each other, and people overall became even more disillusioned with politics. The entertainment world brought us more of the same in music, movies, and TV. We had the Boston marathon bombing, a royal prince born, and we paid a sad farewell to Nelson Mandella, undoubtedly one of the 20th century's greatest champions. The old pope resigned, and a new perspective came with the new pope. Lance Armstrong fessed up to cheating in the Tour de France (another dope). Floods hit southern Alberta with a vengeance. Syria continues to be embroiled in civil war. The Parti Quebecois proposed a Charter of Values that is as discriminatory as they come and ignited a national debate on secularism vs freedom of religion. Yet with all this going on, the world pushed forward. We saw heroes emerge from many of these tragedies. We watched people come together in peace and understanding. Still, I have to admit that on a global scale I think 2013 took as back a few steps as a society.
On the personal side, 2013 was a great year. Barbara turned 1 and went from crawling to walking to running. She is talking more and more each day. The best experience of the year with her was at teacher interviews earlier this month where Heather brought her by so we could have dinner together, and when Barbie saw me across the gym called out "DADDY!" and started running towards me. I went to the temple almost every week (several times twice a week), and visited the temples in Salt Lake City, Oquirrh Mountain, Jordan River, and Las Vegas. The zoo was shut down by the floods and several animals from the South America building had to find homes in other zoos, so I was forced to say good-bye to the male white faced gibbon Tunku who was a key piece in my personal healing when I first moved to Calgary. School went great, church has been wonderful, and I have had great reunions and experiences with friends and family. Most notable of those was my trip to the Vegas Star Trek convention with Matt Harker, where we met almost the entire DS9 cast and had our photo taken with William Shatner. I met Weird Al Yankovic, Wil Wheaton, Garrett Wang, and others at two comic expos. My gal bladder sad "adios" in May and put me out of commission for a few weeks, and I was able to live a dream by playing Chef Louis in my school's production of "The Little Mermaid" just a few weeks ago. Heather and I were happy to announce the impending arrival of our second sometime around May 13 next year. So while the rest of the world stepped back a bit, our lives went forward in so many great ways.
So as I look back at what was, I turn to what I would like to see change. Here is my Top Ten List of Things I Saw in 2013 That I Don't Want to See Again in 2014 (and yes, I know that we will see these things, or at least similar things, and that I personally have no control over it. It's simply a wish list).
10. Bro Country. I am a country music fan, and I must admit that this year much of what I heard was disappointing. From a hip-hop tone to every song sounding the same I find this new "Bro Country" as it is called lacks the soul and heart that drew me to country music initially. I have actually begun listening more to CBC Radio than Country 105. What was wrong with mainstream country music this year? Well, I could make a list, but this video sums it up for me:
Suffice it to say, I do not identify much with much of what's on country radio these days. Yeah, I feel this way because I'm getting older.
9. YOLO, which in case you did not know, stands for "You Only Live Once". While the slogan itself is not at issue, it is how I have heard it used, usually by teens. They use it as a reason to justify doing stupid things. They will make a decision that they know is wrong and brush it off with a casual "YOLO". Well, guess what, it's true, you only live once, but why intentionally make so many stupid choices that leave you with regret and pain. you are not being funny or clever. You are admitting that doing the wrong thing has no consequences. I would rather you use YOLO to justify making the right decisions. Standing up to the bully, telling the truth, holding back unnecessary harsh words, those are the things that you should do because you only live once.
8. Reality Show Offs. There are too many reality shows that give an unrealistic representation of reality. If I see one more Honey Boo Boo, I'm going to lose it.
7. Miley Cyrus. Enough said.
6. Miley Cyrus. Yup, I repeated myself. That's how much I want to see her disappear.
5. Proper Top Billing in movies. Last Saturday I saw the Hobbit with my wife. Ian McKellan, who plays the important role of Gandalf, was only in the film for what seemed to be a fraction of the time that Martin Freeman, who plays the title character, was, and yet Sir Ian was the first name in the credits. Forget that Armie Hammer plays the Lone Ranger in this year's movie of the same name, Johnny Depp who plays the sidekick is better known so give him top billing. Please. I get it that in Hollywood image is everything, but I find it cheapens the movie a bit when the bigger stars in smaller roles are listed before the actors that play the main character. Of course, this is not new. In 2010 Alice in Wonderland the actress who played Alice was listed FIFTH after all the bigger stars, even though she was in the most scenes and played the title character. Ah, the egos of Hollywood.
4. Cyber-bullying. I have struggled for many years to come to grips with the effects of the bullying that I faced as a youth. I have made much progress, much of which came from helping students with bullying that they face. As I look back at this year, I am so grateful that there were no cell phones or the internet that could have been used against me the way I see it used today. There were some high profile suicides of teens who were bullied. As I listened to the debate, there are still some who feel that bullying and suicide are not connected. It saddens me that some will shut their eyes to the pains of bullying, and the internet allows many bullies to remain anonymous. And sadly it is more than the young who involve themselves in this. The way people treat each other in comment sections, chat rooms, etc. cause me concern for the future. I wish that all of us would use the internet with respect and compassion.
3. Profanity is Everywhere. I get it, people like to swear and cuss. Fine. For some, it is a habit, other times it is used to make a "point", and for some it is a part of who they are. What I am having issue with is that we are becoming more acceptable of it in places that used to be "kid friendly". I could turn on the radio and listen to music without having to hear certain words. The list of words I don't hear is getting shorter, and it seems that some artists just don't care anymore. Of course, that is because we as society are having more acceptance of it. People are allowing it, and when someone complains they are told that they are being too old fashioned. Hey, just because manners is old fashioned does not mean it is outdated.
2. The Idea that Uncouth is Cool. TV shows, music, comedy, movies, art, literature, etc. is become more ripe with envelope pushing. This ties into my #3, but encompasses more than just language. I have had people tell me that it is all about freedom of expression and against censorship. I get that. Does it mean I have to agree that it is acceptable to up the level of sex, violence, gore, vulgarity, etc., just to stay "On the edge" or "relevant?". Point in case, Miley Cyrus. To keep her career relevant, she needed to be controversial. Forget about relying on talent and ability, she felt that she needs to get rid of all self-dignity and become the anti-Disney. It shocks people, which gets attention, which then has us thinking that these things are acceptable, so that 5 years later some other up and coming talent has to raise the bar higher (or should it be lower) to make a name for themselves. When this becomes society's focus, is it any wonder that the world seems a bit murkier?
1. Strength Isn't What It Used to Be. Over this year, I have noticed that some societal voices have tried to redefine what strength is. There have been many different examples over the last few years of people who believe that to be strong means to be rude, belligerent, and to beat down those who oppose you. Yes, this is not a new idea, but it has become more than just the good guy rides into town and beats up the bad guys when they attack him. Look into the political ring, and you will see debate has degenerated into the exchange of insults and put downs. No new ideas are proposed, only degrading your opponent. I am tired of those who try to tell us what strength is. This new year, I want to get the message out that qualities like KINDNESS, HUMILITY, COMPASSION, and TENDERNESS are STRENGTHS, not weaknesses. There is more than enough crass in the world; what we need is more CIVILITY. There is plenty of disrespect with those who differ in opinion, belief, and culture; we need more HONEST RESPECT. There has been more than enough action taken without the care of consequences when what is needed is more THOUGHT and RESPONSOBILITY.
To say that 2013 has been anything less of interesting and event-filled would grossly inaccurate. Much has happened in the world. There were new discoveries made, of which the ancient platypus was one of my favourites. Politics proved entertaining, usually for the wrong reasons. Nenshi proved to us in actions what makes a great mayor, while over in Toronto their Chris-Farley-Tribute-Mayor has given our country international attention of the most undesirable kind. Justin Trudeau came out in favour of marijuana legalization (the dope) and Harper's government is being rocked for a Senate scandal. South of the border we saw the government shut down because neither side wants to play nicely with each other, and people overall became even more disillusioned with politics. The entertainment world brought us more of the same in music, movies, and TV. We had the Boston marathon bombing, a royal prince born, and we paid a sad farewell to Nelson Mandella, undoubtedly one of the 20th century's greatest champions. The old pope resigned, and a new perspective came with the new pope. Lance Armstrong fessed up to cheating in the Tour de France (another dope). Floods hit southern Alberta with a vengeance. Syria continues to be embroiled in civil war. The Parti Quebecois proposed a Charter of Values that is as discriminatory as they come and ignited a national debate on secularism vs freedom of religion. Yet with all this going on, the world pushed forward. We saw heroes emerge from many of these tragedies. We watched people come together in peace and understanding. Still, I have to admit that on a global scale I think 2013 took as back a few steps as a society.
On the personal side, 2013 was a great year. Barbara turned 1 and went from crawling to walking to running. She is talking more and more each day. The best experience of the year with her was at teacher interviews earlier this month where Heather brought her by so we could have dinner together, and when Barbie saw me across the gym called out "DADDY!" and started running towards me. I went to the temple almost every week (several times twice a week), and visited the temples in Salt Lake City, Oquirrh Mountain, Jordan River, and Las Vegas. The zoo was shut down by the floods and several animals from the South America building had to find homes in other zoos, so I was forced to say good-bye to the male white faced gibbon Tunku who was a key piece in my personal healing when I first moved to Calgary. School went great, church has been wonderful, and I have had great reunions and experiences with friends and family. Most notable of those was my trip to the Vegas Star Trek convention with Matt Harker, where we met almost the entire DS9 cast and had our photo taken with William Shatner. I met Weird Al Yankovic, Wil Wheaton, Garrett Wang, and others at two comic expos. My gal bladder sad "adios" in May and put me out of commission for a few weeks, and I was able to live a dream by playing Chef Louis in my school's production of "The Little Mermaid" just a few weeks ago. Heather and I were happy to announce the impending arrival of our second sometime around May 13 next year. So while the rest of the world stepped back a bit, our lives went forward in so many great ways.
So as I look back at what was, I turn to what I would like to see change. Here is my Top Ten List of Things I Saw in 2013 That I Don't Want to See Again in 2014 (and yes, I know that we will see these things, or at least similar things, and that I personally have no control over it. It's simply a wish list).
10. Bro Country. I am a country music fan, and I must admit that this year much of what I heard was disappointing. From a hip-hop tone to every song sounding the same I find this new "Bro Country" as it is called lacks the soul and heart that drew me to country music initially. I have actually begun listening more to CBC Radio than Country 105. What was wrong with mainstream country music this year? Well, I could make a list, but this video sums it up for me:
Suffice it to say, I do not identify much with much of what's on country radio these days. Yeah, I feel this way because I'm getting older.
9. YOLO, which in case you did not know, stands for "You Only Live Once". While the slogan itself is not at issue, it is how I have heard it used, usually by teens. They use it as a reason to justify doing stupid things. They will make a decision that they know is wrong and brush it off with a casual "YOLO". Well, guess what, it's true, you only live once, but why intentionally make so many stupid choices that leave you with regret and pain. you are not being funny or clever. You are admitting that doing the wrong thing has no consequences. I would rather you use YOLO to justify making the right decisions. Standing up to the bully, telling the truth, holding back unnecessary harsh words, those are the things that you should do because you only live once.
8. Reality Show Offs. There are too many reality shows that give an unrealistic representation of reality. If I see one more Honey Boo Boo, I'm going to lose it.
7. Miley Cyrus. Enough said.
6. Miley Cyrus. Yup, I repeated myself. That's how much I want to see her disappear.
5. Proper Top Billing in movies. Last Saturday I saw the Hobbit with my wife. Ian McKellan, who plays the important role of Gandalf, was only in the film for what seemed to be a fraction of the time that Martin Freeman, who plays the title character, was, and yet Sir Ian was the first name in the credits. Forget that Armie Hammer plays the Lone Ranger in this year's movie of the same name, Johnny Depp who plays the sidekick is better known so give him top billing. Please. I get it that in Hollywood image is everything, but I find it cheapens the movie a bit when the bigger stars in smaller roles are listed before the actors that play the main character. Of course, this is not new. In 2010 Alice in Wonderland the actress who played Alice was listed FIFTH after all the bigger stars, even though she was in the most scenes and played the title character. Ah, the egos of Hollywood.
4. Cyber-bullying. I have struggled for many years to come to grips with the effects of the bullying that I faced as a youth. I have made much progress, much of which came from helping students with bullying that they face. As I look back at this year, I am so grateful that there were no cell phones or the internet that could have been used against me the way I see it used today. There were some high profile suicides of teens who were bullied. As I listened to the debate, there are still some who feel that bullying and suicide are not connected. It saddens me that some will shut their eyes to the pains of bullying, and the internet allows many bullies to remain anonymous. And sadly it is more than the young who involve themselves in this. The way people treat each other in comment sections, chat rooms, etc. cause me concern for the future. I wish that all of us would use the internet with respect and compassion.
3. Profanity is Everywhere. I get it, people like to swear and cuss. Fine. For some, it is a habit, other times it is used to make a "point", and for some it is a part of who they are. What I am having issue with is that we are becoming more acceptable of it in places that used to be "kid friendly". I could turn on the radio and listen to music without having to hear certain words. The list of words I don't hear is getting shorter, and it seems that some artists just don't care anymore. Of course, that is because we as society are having more acceptance of it. People are allowing it, and when someone complains they are told that they are being too old fashioned. Hey, just because manners is old fashioned does not mean it is outdated.
2. The Idea that Uncouth is Cool. TV shows, music, comedy, movies, art, literature, etc. is become more ripe with envelope pushing. This ties into my #3, but encompasses more than just language. I have had people tell me that it is all about freedom of expression and against censorship. I get that. Does it mean I have to agree that it is acceptable to up the level of sex, violence, gore, vulgarity, etc., just to stay "On the edge" or "relevant?". Point in case, Miley Cyrus. To keep her career relevant, she needed to be controversial. Forget about relying on talent and ability, she felt that she needs to get rid of all self-dignity and become the anti-Disney. It shocks people, which gets attention, which then has us thinking that these things are acceptable, so that 5 years later some other up and coming talent has to raise the bar higher (or should it be lower) to make a name for themselves. When this becomes society's focus, is it any wonder that the world seems a bit murkier?
1. Strength Isn't What It Used to Be. Over this year, I have noticed that some societal voices have tried to redefine what strength is. There have been many different examples over the last few years of people who believe that to be strong means to be rude, belligerent, and to beat down those who oppose you. Yes, this is not a new idea, but it has become more than just the good guy rides into town and beats up the bad guys when they attack him. Look into the political ring, and you will see debate has degenerated into the exchange of insults and put downs. No new ideas are proposed, only degrading your opponent. I am tired of those who try to tell us what strength is. This new year, I want to get the message out that qualities like KINDNESS, HUMILITY, COMPASSION, and TENDERNESS are STRENGTHS, not weaknesses. There is more than enough crass in the world; what we need is more CIVILITY. There is plenty of disrespect with those who differ in opinion, belief, and culture; we need more HONEST RESPECT. There has been more than enough action taken without the care of consequences when what is needed is more THOUGHT and RESPONSOBILITY.
Monday, December 23, 2013
Merry Christmas to All
It is one of my favourite times again, the winter holiday season. I love Christmas time, and having a little girl who is truly experiencing it for the first time is adding so much of the magic again. Yes, last year Barbara was happy to have presents to unwrap, but she is really getting into the swing of things this year. She loves the rocking polar bear that moves as "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" plays, she recognizes Santa, she loves the German Christmas cookies I got at the Edelweiss Village, she thinks all Christmas lights are "pretty", and she enjoys reading the nativity books Heather bought for her. It brings much joy to my heart to see her pure innocence and happiness that this season is bringing. It truly is a joyful time.
To be honest, I have also found Christmas this year to be more hectic than usual. I'm not sure how it happened or why. Maybe it's because I'm getting older and I am finding that my own pace is a wee bit slower than I would like to remember. Maybe it is the extra things that I added onto my plate this year. Maybe it's that little bundle of energy that learned to take her first few steps a few months ago and has been running around ever since. Regardless of which I need to take some time to remember the real reasons that make this time special for me.
For me, Christmas has mostly been about family. As mine is growing (just under five months for the newest little Andrews to enter the world) I find that I must make the most of family not just during these festive times but all year long. I plan on avoiding the stereotype of a father who does not have time for his kids or wife. My best memories of Christmas past has always included family. The great food my mother used to make was often made with us kids. Buying the right gift for a brother or sister was always a careful ordeal. Having the entire family together for Mom's last Christmas was so very important, even though we did not know that it would be her last. It is one of the many blessings that I found looking back that we were able to do that for her. Since Heather has entered my life there have been many great Christmas memories with more family. I realise that many of us look back with a bit of hurt and pain at Christmas memories with family no longer with us. I volunteer at Zoo Lights, and this past Friday I spoke to a woman who was at the wishing tree. She said her family felt she was foolish writing down a wish that she knew she couldn't receive. She lost her son six years ago and wanted him back. She slipped away before I could say much more than I was sorry for her loss. I wanted to give her a hug from her son. I hope someone else will be able to do that for her.
Christmas has also been about looking for the best in things and people. It is about reaching out to those that are all around us with a smile, a hug, a helping hand, a donation, or just a listening ear. It is about going a little out of your way to perform a small act of kindness. It is about finding that little bit of forgiveness to someone who wronged us that we just have been thus far unable or unwilling to give. Christmas is to bring about joy to the world through our actions and our words. It is about bring to pass the peace on Earth and goodwill to men that we sing about but often do little to comprehend. There is love and sweetness that should be woven into the fabric of this holiday season if we are to truly to get the most out of it.
Yes, I have some silly Christmas traditions. I now own every single Muppet Christmas special (although I cannot find the disc for the Muppet Christmas Carol for some reason) that exists, including the before ever elusive Muppet Family Christmas. I cannot have a good Christmas without some lebkuchen, of which now that I know where the prime place in Calgary to acquire them will ever be a staple again. I need to listen to as many parodies of the 12 Days of Christmas I can find (my favourites being the 12 Pains of Christmas and the classic Mackenzie Brother version). That's all well and fine. At the end of the day (or the season as it were), I offer in my Top Ten List the Ten Most Important Traditions of Christmas.
10. Give a little something to those who serve you. There are many ways to do this. I personally try to give a little something to the people in retail and the service industry at this time. Those three-pack Lindt truffles are just about perfect for that. I try to make sure I always have some when I am Christmas shopping and then leave one behind when I make a purchase.
9. Give back to the community. For me, this is where Zoo Lights comes in, but it can include supporting any charity or non-profit organization. It includes shoveling sidewalks for neighbours and strangers.
8. Singing traditional Christmas carols/hymns. Yes, "Jingle Bells" and "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer" are fun, but they would all be meaningless if there hadn't been that "Silent Night" where that special child was found "Away in a Manger". When I buy a Christmas album, there must be a few of those songs on it. If they are all party-type fun stuff with no mention of Christ, then it just is not for me.
7. Ward Christmas party. I have been fortunate enough to go almost every year. My church family is so integral to the success that I have had that I relish the opportunity to celebrate an important event with them. The fact that there is usually a great turkey dinner involved is great too.
6. Talking to strangers. Totally in the face of what my elementary teachers taught me, but this means offering a friendly hello and Merry Christmas to those around us.
5. Respecting all holidays, regardless of religion. I made a special effort this year to recognize the religious and cultural holidays and observances of many faiths. I know that there are many people who are not Christian, and while this is a country that was created largely by Christian people, it was created for all people of all belief, even if that belief is none at all. I make no apologies for wishing people a Merry Christmas, but there is no reason to pass along a desire for people to have a Happy Chanukah or a Habari Gani.
4. Forgiveness. We need to find forgiveness in our hearts, for He is willing to forgive us. This includes finding forgiveness for ourselves. We can give ourselves a gift in allowing us to move beyond the mistakes that we make.
3. Tell my wife how much she means to me. Yeah, this is a year long goal, but Christmas includes gift giving, and every day she gives me love, understanding, acceptance, support, peace, joy, and my children. She brings out the best in me and completes my life.
2. Spend time with family. I hope my children will be able to look back when I'm gone and be able to say that I was always there for them, not just at Christmas but always. I hope the activities that we turn into traditions will be fond memories for them.
1. Keep the first six letters in Christmas the main focus.
A last little gift to you all, one of my favourite more modern Christmas songs.
To be honest, I have also found Christmas this year to be more hectic than usual. I'm not sure how it happened or why. Maybe it's because I'm getting older and I am finding that my own pace is a wee bit slower than I would like to remember. Maybe it is the extra things that I added onto my plate this year. Maybe it's that little bundle of energy that learned to take her first few steps a few months ago and has been running around ever since. Regardless of which I need to take some time to remember the real reasons that make this time special for me.
For me, Christmas has mostly been about family. As mine is growing (just under five months for the newest little Andrews to enter the world) I find that I must make the most of family not just during these festive times but all year long. I plan on avoiding the stereotype of a father who does not have time for his kids or wife. My best memories of Christmas past has always included family. The great food my mother used to make was often made with us kids. Buying the right gift for a brother or sister was always a careful ordeal. Having the entire family together for Mom's last Christmas was so very important, even though we did not know that it would be her last. It is one of the many blessings that I found looking back that we were able to do that for her. Since Heather has entered my life there have been many great Christmas memories with more family. I realise that many of us look back with a bit of hurt and pain at Christmas memories with family no longer with us. I volunteer at Zoo Lights, and this past Friday I spoke to a woman who was at the wishing tree. She said her family felt she was foolish writing down a wish that she knew she couldn't receive. She lost her son six years ago and wanted him back. She slipped away before I could say much more than I was sorry for her loss. I wanted to give her a hug from her son. I hope someone else will be able to do that for her.
Christmas has also been about looking for the best in things and people. It is about reaching out to those that are all around us with a smile, a hug, a helping hand, a donation, or just a listening ear. It is about going a little out of your way to perform a small act of kindness. It is about finding that little bit of forgiveness to someone who wronged us that we just have been thus far unable or unwilling to give. Christmas is to bring about joy to the world through our actions and our words. It is about bring to pass the peace on Earth and goodwill to men that we sing about but often do little to comprehend. There is love and sweetness that should be woven into the fabric of this holiday season if we are to truly to get the most out of it.
Yes, I have some silly Christmas traditions. I now own every single Muppet Christmas special (although I cannot find the disc for the Muppet Christmas Carol for some reason) that exists, including the before ever elusive Muppet Family Christmas. I cannot have a good Christmas without some lebkuchen, of which now that I know where the prime place in Calgary to acquire them will ever be a staple again. I need to listen to as many parodies of the 12 Days of Christmas I can find (my favourites being the 12 Pains of Christmas and the classic Mackenzie Brother version). That's all well and fine. At the end of the day (or the season as it were), I offer in my Top Ten List the Ten Most Important Traditions of Christmas.
10. Give a little something to those who serve you. There are many ways to do this. I personally try to give a little something to the people in retail and the service industry at this time. Those three-pack Lindt truffles are just about perfect for that. I try to make sure I always have some when I am Christmas shopping and then leave one behind when I make a purchase.
9. Give back to the community. For me, this is where Zoo Lights comes in, but it can include supporting any charity or non-profit organization. It includes shoveling sidewalks for neighbours and strangers.
8. Singing traditional Christmas carols/hymns. Yes, "Jingle Bells" and "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer" are fun, but they would all be meaningless if there hadn't been that "Silent Night" where that special child was found "Away in a Manger". When I buy a Christmas album, there must be a few of those songs on it. If they are all party-type fun stuff with no mention of Christ, then it just is not for me.
7. Ward Christmas party. I have been fortunate enough to go almost every year. My church family is so integral to the success that I have had that I relish the opportunity to celebrate an important event with them. The fact that there is usually a great turkey dinner involved is great too.
6. Talking to strangers. Totally in the face of what my elementary teachers taught me, but this means offering a friendly hello and Merry Christmas to those around us.
5. Respecting all holidays, regardless of religion. I made a special effort this year to recognize the religious and cultural holidays and observances of many faiths. I know that there are many people who are not Christian, and while this is a country that was created largely by Christian people, it was created for all people of all belief, even if that belief is none at all. I make no apologies for wishing people a Merry Christmas, but there is no reason to pass along a desire for people to have a Happy Chanukah or a Habari Gani.
4. Forgiveness. We need to find forgiveness in our hearts, for He is willing to forgive us. This includes finding forgiveness for ourselves. We can give ourselves a gift in allowing us to move beyond the mistakes that we make.
3. Tell my wife how much she means to me. Yeah, this is a year long goal, but Christmas includes gift giving, and every day she gives me love, understanding, acceptance, support, peace, joy, and my children. She brings out the best in me and completes my life.
2. Spend time with family. I hope my children will be able to look back when I'm gone and be able to say that I was always there for them, not just at Christmas but always. I hope the activities that we turn into traditions will be fond memories for them.
1. Keep the first six letters in Christmas the main focus.
A last little gift to you all, one of my favourite more modern Christmas songs.
Sunday, December 1, 2013
Hmmmm, What to Write
You know, one of the things that I have found to be the most frustrating is deciding what to write about in this blog. I thought once to have a special blog to write about political views (being a staunch independent), but unless there is an election or scandal going on, the topic gets boring for me (and when those things are happening, it is depressing more often than not). I have no problem writing about everything that happens to a person, but I prefer to do that in a journal as opposed to online. quite frankly, I doubt my day-to-day ramblings are of any interest to anyone except those who are descended from my and want to learn more after I'm gone. I could write about all the funny things that Barbara does, or all the amazing things that Heather does, or all the trials and triumphs of my students, but I would not have the time for anything else after that. I could pick interesting little topics to write on, but unless something particular strikes me, I find myself looking at the keyboard and blank screen wondering what I could write about that could possibly be interesting enough for other people to spend some time reading about. So here I am, doing exactly that.
I made a goal to post a blog once a month. It is December 1, and I this will only be my 9th of the year. Oops. It is not like nothing significant happens to me ever. Why, just this past week I began rehearsals with my school's drama team (I play Chef Louis in "The Little Mermaid"), but I think I want to wait with writing about that until my journey is completed (and when I have a cool picture of me in my costume). I know some people who have very little blogging once a week let alone once a day, but for me it's different. As I get older, I feel less like making a big deal out of everything. It's great that people can and do blog like that, it just is not my style these days. With teaching, raising a daughter, helping out two wonderful step-sons, supporting the most amazing woman a man could have as a wife, church duties, etc, time is limited. I am not sure that this goal is attainable to me this year.
So how do I rectify this issue I have with setting a goal and then not reaching it? I teach my students and children that failing to reach a goal can be a positive thing. Perhaps what I need to do is find a better way to find topics to write on. Perhaps I can ask you, the two or three of you that actually read this, to provide me suggestions (just leave them in the comments). Perhaps I could start brainstorming at night a bunch of different topics, write them down, and then the first weekend of every month draw one at random. Or perhaps I could just write my frustrations at not being better at blogging...oh wait. Shucks, just did that. Oh well.
Here is the Top Ten list for this entry:
Top Ten Things I Hate About Being Sick (last week I had the flu, today a bad cold):
10. Sleep. No matter how much I get, it never seems to be enough.
9. The taste of medication. Come on Buckley's, tell the truth. You make sure your product tastes so horrible that people lie about feeling better so it is never used again.
8. My body using orifices as waste disposal (more than just the usual kind)
7. Missing work. I hate planning for a sub when I cannot even think straight.
6. Going back to work. I usually have to spend at least a day making up for all the problems caused by being gone because I couldn't make up good sub plans due to not thinking straight (see #7).
5. Getting the rest of the family sick. Not the kind of thing I like to share with my loved ones.
4. Daytime TV. Enough said.
3. Tissues become an endangered species.
2. Food tastes...sick, and not the definition of "sick" that today's youth use incorrectly. I mean everything I taste reminds me of being sick.
1. Feeling like an old person because when I get sick, I start complaining about how today's youth do things wrong, like using the wrong definition of "sick".
I made a goal to post a blog once a month. It is December 1, and I this will only be my 9th of the year. Oops. It is not like nothing significant happens to me ever. Why, just this past week I began rehearsals with my school's drama team (I play Chef Louis in "The Little Mermaid"), but I think I want to wait with writing about that until my journey is completed (and when I have a cool picture of me in my costume). I know some people who have very little blogging once a week let alone once a day, but for me it's different. As I get older, I feel less like making a big deal out of everything. It's great that people can and do blog like that, it just is not my style these days. With teaching, raising a daughter, helping out two wonderful step-sons, supporting the most amazing woman a man could have as a wife, church duties, etc, time is limited. I am not sure that this goal is attainable to me this year.
So how do I rectify this issue I have with setting a goal and then not reaching it? I teach my students and children that failing to reach a goal can be a positive thing. Perhaps what I need to do is find a better way to find topics to write on. Perhaps I can ask you, the two or three of you that actually read this, to provide me suggestions (just leave them in the comments). Perhaps I could start brainstorming at night a bunch of different topics, write them down, and then the first weekend of every month draw one at random. Or perhaps I could just write my frustrations at not being better at blogging...oh wait. Shucks, just did that. Oh well.
Here is the Top Ten list for this entry:
Top Ten Things I Hate About Being Sick (last week I had the flu, today a bad cold):
10. Sleep. No matter how much I get, it never seems to be enough.
9. The taste of medication. Come on Buckley's, tell the truth. You make sure your product tastes so horrible that people lie about feeling better so it is never used again.
8. My body using orifices as waste disposal (more than just the usual kind)
7. Missing work. I hate planning for a sub when I cannot even think straight.
6. Going back to work. I usually have to spend at least a day making up for all the problems caused by being gone because I couldn't make up good sub plans due to not thinking straight (see #7).
5. Getting the rest of the family sick. Not the kind of thing I like to share with my loved ones.
4. Daytime TV. Enough said.
3. Tissues become an endangered species.
2. Food tastes...sick, and not the definition of "sick" that today's youth use incorrectly. I mean everything I taste reminds me of being sick.
1. Feeling like an old person because when I get sick, I start complaining about how today's youth do things wrong, like using the wrong definition of "sick".
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Realisations & Reflections
Realisations. I see my little daughter walk towards me for the first time and realise that she is growing up. I hear about people in my own country being persecuted for the clothing that they wear and I realise that in some ways our progress as society has been more shallow than I had hoped. I watch people make sacrifices for those displaced by the floods in June and realise that perhaps we have progressed more than I thought. I teach a biology course for the 20th time and think I've heard it all, and this week I had a kid ask me a really insightful question, and I see things in a brand new light again.Oh, the power of realisation. Sometimes it almost feels like it is revelation.
My biggest realisation this week was the fact that I have started my twelfth year of teaching. I have taught across the spectrum, and I have had many ups and downs. For some reason, I thought it was only ten years. I guess time goes more quickly at my age. I suspect that I am entering the last year of my first third of my education career. Looking back I find myself reflecting on what has changed the most. Each year I grow and change. Each year comes with new challenges and revelations. As I focus on the first part of my career, I find that there is one thing that permeates throughout all of the many different schools that I have worked at. That one thing is the impact of my students on my life. I have had some that have been amazing, and some that were a severe trial, with a range in between. Through all the good times and the bad I have had students that lifted me up, most often in ways that they did not realise were of benefit to me. I know that I have forgotten many of their names, especially in the early years, but their impact has been a buoy even years after they sat in front of me. At Centre High in Edmonton, I remember fondly the students who treated a brand new shiny teacher that they were hopeful for my success. I still to this day have the Farming Game that one class chipped together to get me for Christmas. I also remember one young lady who when she learned that due to budget reasons that I would not be employed by Edmonton Public any more, she wrote me glowing reference letter. I wonder if I still have that letter. I hope so.
In Radville, Saskatchewan, I had my first experience with students who hated me. I grew a lot from them. I also had a lot who loved me, and I discovered that the real reason I go to work every day is for those kids. I learned that I can't please everyone, and sometimes my perceived short comings are the problems of those who choose it to be so, not my own. I remember well a group of students who would find out what mischief students in another grade were going to attempt in my class, then let me know so I could be prepared for them. I wonder if that other group ever realised how I knew their every move.
After Radville I went to Thunderchild First Nation. Talk about a learning experience. My students their taught me how crucial resiliency is. I watched as kids who were on the cusp of adulthood be thrust into parenting roles within their own families due to circumstances beyond their control. I saw some falter while others flourished. I watched students get knocked down again and again and again, and each time they got up and pushed forward. I saw how drugs and alcohol ruined promise and hope. I saw violence that tore at a community like a frenzied wolf, and then saw the community come together. I saw children respond to a firm and steady voice, and it was here that I came to know how important a teacher can be in the life of a child. I went through the worst part of my personal life with these kids, and to hear so many positive things about myself from these kids was my life preserver. There are a handful who have eternally etched themselves into my soul. I keep track of them via Facebook, and things look good.
Moving back to Calgary I found myself subbing with FFCA, mostly in elementary schools. I loved having a group of Grade 2 students who I was with the day before run across the hall to give me a massive group hug. I feel much more comfortable with teens than elementary, but those little tykes were great. A hug from a child is always welcome. I then spent a few months at Sir Winston Churchill high school. I will not forget a group of six students who were so different and yet very tight. They reminded me of a stereotypical cast of one of those teenage horror movies, where a killer stalks a group of friends and bumps them off one by one (wow, how morbid). What was special about them was how diverse they were in ethnicity, religion, gender, ability, and so on, yet they worked so well together. they could teach us all a few lessons on inclusion and acceptance.
Finally, I found myself in my current assignment. I have been at this school the longest (unless you are talking about campuses, and then it's a tie with Radville at three years), and as far as I am concerned I will be here until retirement. I marvel at what these kids have taught me. To find a school where character and leadership are such an integral part of their educational practices creates a special kind of student. I have been honoured in so many different ways by these kids, and I have felt a desire far greater than with any other school to push myself out of my comfort zone. I have been inspired by these kids in their character, their responsibility, their humour, their art, and their spirits. I have had the great pleasure of seeing some amazing kids walk these halls and they are heading out into the world reading to leave their mark. What is interesting to me is that most of them have not yet realised that they have already left their mark. I take lessons from them and pass those on to the next batch of students.
So as I reflect and realise the wonders that exist in my students, I feel that my top 10 list is dedicated to them. If tonight was my last night on Earth...wait, that's a bit over dramatic. How about: "If today was my last day in front of the classroom...". Ah, yes, much better. If today was my last day in front of the classroom, here is the list of what I want my students to know.
10. What is failure? Failure is a choice. Failure is a chance. Failure is an opportunity. Failure is a possibility. Whenever you fail, you decide how it will effect you.
9. To thine own self be true (Catchy, huh. Belongs in a play or something). I have always felt that a person is successful whenever they are true to themselves.
8. Change your perspective from minimum to maximum. Stop thinking about how little work you need to achieve your dreams. Start looking at it as how much you can do to achieve your dreams. In school, stop wondering what the least amount of work you can do to get a good mark, but start trying to see how much you can learn. Whatever your job is, stop doing the bare expected minimum. Do the most you can to be the best at your job. You will have more success than you could ever imagine with that attitude.
7. Don't sweat the petty things... There is so much in life that we can get caught up in that in the grand scheme of things are unimportant. Don't let the little things bring you down. Don't let them sway you from what is important.
6. (continues from #7)... and don't pet the sweaty things. There is too much garbage in the world. Don't get involved in it. If you are involved in some of it, get out of it. There are people out there that will tell you if you smoke this substance, or look at this material, and listen to this hate that you will feel good. Those are lies. Stay away from them. Oh, and to the Class of 2013, that was from me!
5. Love is strength. If you want to change someone, love them. If you want to change your life, love more. If you want to overcome hate, use love, not more hate. Nothing beats love.
4. You never stop learning. At least, unless you do not believe in life after death. Then, you only stop learning when you die. Stop fighting it and embrace the learning. Knowing stuff and wondering about things are powerful. It can be the best part of your day.
3. Smile at strangers. You never know what your smile will bring to them. You may be the brightest part of that person's day. Also, you may make some people wonder what you're up to!
2. Always be yourself, but always be your better self. We all have good things and bad things about ourselves. We are all imperfect. Sometimes we justify our bad actions and poor choices because we are being "true to ourselves'. That's a cop out, and you know better. Be yourself, yes, but be the best self you can be.
1. How do you make a difference in the world? It does not matter how much money you make or how many people know your name. It makes no difference how many papers or novels you publish, nor how many followers you have on Twitter. Positions of power and authority do not equate with influence. If you want to make a difference in the world, then focus on the relationships you have with people. If you focus on relationships, then you will be a major power of change.
Good night.
My biggest realisation this week was the fact that I have started my twelfth year of teaching. I have taught across the spectrum, and I have had many ups and downs. For some reason, I thought it was only ten years. I guess time goes more quickly at my age. I suspect that I am entering the last year of my first third of my education career. Looking back I find myself reflecting on what has changed the most. Each year I grow and change. Each year comes with new challenges and revelations. As I focus on the first part of my career, I find that there is one thing that permeates throughout all of the many different schools that I have worked at. That one thing is the impact of my students on my life. I have had some that have been amazing, and some that were a severe trial, with a range in between. Through all the good times and the bad I have had students that lifted me up, most often in ways that they did not realise were of benefit to me. I know that I have forgotten many of their names, especially in the early years, but their impact has been a buoy even years after they sat in front of me. At Centre High in Edmonton, I remember fondly the students who treated a brand new shiny teacher that they were hopeful for my success. I still to this day have the Farming Game that one class chipped together to get me for Christmas. I also remember one young lady who when she learned that due to budget reasons that I would not be employed by Edmonton Public any more, she wrote me glowing reference letter. I wonder if I still have that letter. I hope so.
In Radville, Saskatchewan, I had my first experience with students who hated me. I grew a lot from them. I also had a lot who loved me, and I discovered that the real reason I go to work every day is for those kids. I learned that I can't please everyone, and sometimes my perceived short comings are the problems of those who choose it to be so, not my own. I remember well a group of students who would find out what mischief students in another grade were going to attempt in my class, then let me know so I could be prepared for them. I wonder if that other group ever realised how I knew their every move.
After Radville I went to Thunderchild First Nation. Talk about a learning experience. My students their taught me how crucial resiliency is. I watched as kids who were on the cusp of adulthood be thrust into parenting roles within their own families due to circumstances beyond their control. I saw some falter while others flourished. I watched students get knocked down again and again and again, and each time they got up and pushed forward. I saw how drugs and alcohol ruined promise and hope. I saw violence that tore at a community like a frenzied wolf, and then saw the community come together. I saw children respond to a firm and steady voice, and it was here that I came to know how important a teacher can be in the life of a child. I went through the worst part of my personal life with these kids, and to hear so many positive things about myself from these kids was my life preserver. There are a handful who have eternally etched themselves into my soul. I keep track of them via Facebook, and things look good.
Moving back to Calgary I found myself subbing with FFCA, mostly in elementary schools. I loved having a group of Grade 2 students who I was with the day before run across the hall to give me a massive group hug. I feel much more comfortable with teens than elementary, but those little tykes were great. A hug from a child is always welcome. I then spent a few months at Sir Winston Churchill high school. I will not forget a group of six students who were so different and yet very tight. They reminded me of a stereotypical cast of one of those teenage horror movies, where a killer stalks a group of friends and bumps them off one by one (wow, how morbid). What was special about them was how diverse they were in ethnicity, religion, gender, ability, and so on, yet they worked so well together. they could teach us all a few lessons on inclusion and acceptance.
Finally, I found myself in my current assignment. I have been at this school the longest (unless you are talking about campuses, and then it's a tie with Radville at three years), and as far as I am concerned I will be here until retirement. I marvel at what these kids have taught me. To find a school where character and leadership are such an integral part of their educational practices creates a special kind of student. I have been honoured in so many different ways by these kids, and I have felt a desire far greater than with any other school to push myself out of my comfort zone. I have been inspired by these kids in their character, their responsibility, their humour, their art, and their spirits. I have had the great pleasure of seeing some amazing kids walk these halls and they are heading out into the world reading to leave their mark. What is interesting to me is that most of them have not yet realised that they have already left their mark. I take lessons from them and pass those on to the next batch of students.
So as I reflect and realise the wonders that exist in my students, I feel that my top 10 list is dedicated to them. If tonight was my last night on Earth...wait, that's a bit over dramatic. How about: "If today was my last day in front of the classroom...". Ah, yes, much better. If today was my last day in front of the classroom, here is the list of what I want my students to know.
10. What is failure? Failure is a choice. Failure is a chance. Failure is an opportunity. Failure is a possibility. Whenever you fail, you decide how it will effect you.
9. To thine own self be true (Catchy, huh. Belongs in a play or something). I have always felt that a person is successful whenever they are true to themselves.
8. Change your perspective from minimum to maximum. Stop thinking about how little work you need to achieve your dreams. Start looking at it as how much you can do to achieve your dreams. In school, stop wondering what the least amount of work you can do to get a good mark, but start trying to see how much you can learn. Whatever your job is, stop doing the bare expected minimum. Do the most you can to be the best at your job. You will have more success than you could ever imagine with that attitude.
7. Don't sweat the petty things... There is so much in life that we can get caught up in that in the grand scheme of things are unimportant. Don't let the little things bring you down. Don't let them sway you from what is important.
6. (continues from #7)... and don't pet the sweaty things. There is too much garbage in the world. Don't get involved in it. If you are involved in some of it, get out of it. There are people out there that will tell you if you smoke this substance, or look at this material, and listen to this hate that you will feel good. Those are lies. Stay away from them. Oh, and to the Class of 2013, that was from me!
5. Love is strength. If you want to change someone, love them. If you want to change your life, love more. If you want to overcome hate, use love, not more hate. Nothing beats love.
4. You never stop learning. At least, unless you do not believe in life after death. Then, you only stop learning when you die. Stop fighting it and embrace the learning. Knowing stuff and wondering about things are powerful. It can be the best part of your day.
3. Smile at strangers. You never know what your smile will bring to them. You may be the brightest part of that person's day. Also, you may make some people wonder what you're up to!
2. Always be yourself, but always be your better self. We all have good things and bad things about ourselves. We are all imperfect. Sometimes we justify our bad actions and poor choices because we are being "true to ourselves'. That's a cop out, and you know better. Be yourself, yes, but be the best self you can be.
1. How do you make a difference in the world? It does not matter how much money you make or how many people know your name. It makes no difference how many papers or novels you publish, nor how many followers you have on Twitter. Positions of power and authority do not equate with influence. If you want to make a difference in the world, then focus on the relationships you have with people. If you focus on relationships, then you will be a major power of change.
Good night.
Monday, August 26, 2013
An Eventful Summer, a New School Year, and Everything In Between
So again the time gets away from me, and I find myself two months gone and no blog entries. So much for making the most out of my summer this year. It was fairly eventful, at least. A quick update to get people caught up with what has been happening.
Barbara had her first birthday party. It was great to have both sets of grandparents and several aunts, uncles, and cousins come. Beyond anything else, it amazes me how much joy our little Barbie-Lou brings into the lives of those who know her. She is growing by leaps and bounds. During the summer she has started to walk (with us holding her hands, of course), had her second bottom tooth and first top teeth come in, and has started saying a few more words. "Mum", "Dad", "No", "Jesus" (when she sees a picture of Him), and "Star Trek" are common. Just in the last few days she has added "Up" and is almost at other words. She opens cupboard doors, then looks at Heather or myself. We tell her to close them, and she does, then immediately starts to clap her hands with joy. It's as if she does it just so we will praise her. It is one of the many adorable things that she does. She laughs out loud when others laugh, she can tell us what chickens, dogs, and cows say (but only when she wants to), and she enjoys just about all kinds of food. In July we went to Vancouver for our anniversary, and for one of our meals I ordered a root beer float. I gave her a little taste of it, and she was hooked. She would pound the table and yell to get my attention for more root beer float. Well, it runs in the family I guess.
Speaking of Vancouver, we had a great time. We reconnected with our friends the Barbers, saw both the Aquarium and the zoo there, and watched fireworks on the beach. It was a great time. We drove there, and I was impressed with how pretty British Columbia is. We drove out in one day, but decided to take two days to come back. I think we will likely be making this trip more often.
The flood cleanup continues, and little by little the area recovers. Much of the big work is done, but much that is easy to overlook remains. I did help out in High River for cleaning up, and was saddened by the amount of destruction that had occurred there. The Stampede went on, but the concerts that are associated with it were either rescheduled, relocated, or cancelled. The Saddledome is still being worked on, as are many homes. Thousands of people are likely going to have to move, and the province is helping with the finances of that. Of particular note to me is the Calgary Zoo. Happy to report that the loss of animal life was low (four peacocks, one pot-bellied pig, and the tanks of tilapia and piranhas died), but the South America building was beyond repair, and all of their animals were relocated. That includes little Tunku, the male white-handed gibbon that I had become so attached to. He and his mate were sent to Safari Niagra, and it is a good home there. Much of the zoo is still closed, but they did open the northern part on July 31. The best part of this is the feeling of support that has been coming from so many people and institutions who are reaching out to the zoo. The Vancouver Aquarium had a bake sale as a fund raiser, the Discovery Wildlife Park (which we went to on July 20) had a day where all gate proceeds went to the zoo, numerous zoos across the country took in our displace animals, kids sold lemonade, and countless of hours were contributed to the clean up and rebuilding. It is sad, but heart-warming at the same time.
The biggest event for me this year was attending the huge Star Trek Convention in Las Vegas. I loved it! I went with my oldest and one of my dearest friends, Matt Harker. We had a great time (though I missed Heather and Barbara terribly). We met many great celebrities and fans alike. For the Top Ten, I thought I would give you the Top Ten Personal Moments for me at this convention:
Barbara had her first birthday party. It was great to have both sets of grandparents and several aunts, uncles, and cousins come. Beyond anything else, it amazes me how much joy our little Barbie-Lou brings into the lives of those who know her. She is growing by leaps and bounds. During the summer she has started to walk (with us holding her hands, of course), had her second bottom tooth and first top teeth come in, and has started saying a few more words. "Mum", "Dad", "No", "Jesus" (when she sees a picture of Him), and "Star Trek" are common. Just in the last few days she has added "Up" and is almost at other words. She opens cupboard doors, then looks at Heather or myself. We tell her to close them, and she does, then immediately starts to clap her hands with joy. It's as if she does it just so we will praise her. It is one of the many adorable things that she does. She laughs out loud when others laugh, she can tell us what chickens, dogs, and cows say (but only when she wants to), and she enjoys just about all kinds of food. In July we went to Vancouver for our anniversary, and for one of our meals I ordered a root beer float. I gave her a little taste of it, and she was hooked. She would pound the table and yell to get my attention for more root beer float. Well, it runs in the family I guess.
Speaking of Vancouver, we had a great time. We reconnected with our friends the Barbers, saw both the Aquarium and the zoo there, and watched fireworks on the beach. It was a great time. We drove there, and I was impressed with how pretty British Columbia is. We drove out in one day, but decided to take two days to come back. I think we will likely be making this trip more often.
The flood cleanup continues, and little by little the area recovers. Much of the big work is done, but much that is easy to overlook remains. I did help out in High River for cleaning up, and was saddened by the amount of destruction that had occurred there. The Stampede went on, but the concerts that are associated with it were either rescheduled, relocated, or cancelled. The Saddledome is still being worked on, as are many homes. Thousands of people are likely going to have to move, and the province is helping with the finances of that. Of particular note to me is the Calgary Zoo. Happy to report that the loss of animal life was low (four peacocks, one pot-bellied pig, and the tanks of tilapia and piranhas died), but the South America building was beyond repair, and all of their animals were relocated. That includes little Tunku, the male white-handed gibbon that I had become so attached to. He and his mate were sent to Safari Niagra, and it is a good home there. Much of the zoo is still closed, but they did open the northern part on July 31. The best part of this is the feeling of support that has been coming from so many people and institutions who are reaching out to the zoo. The Vancouver Aquarium had a bake sale as a fund raiser, the Discovery Wildlife Park (which we went to on July 20) had a day where all gate proceeds went to the zoo, numerous zoos across the country took in our displace animals, kids sold lemonade, and countless of hours were contributed to the clean up and rebuilding. It is sad, but heart-warming at the same time.
The biggest event for me this year was attending the huge Star Trek Convention in Las Vegas. I loved it! I went with my oldest and one of my dearest friends, Matt Harker. We had a great time (though I missed Heather and Barbara terribly). We met many great celebrities and fans alike. For the Top Ten, I thought I would give you the Top Ten Personal Moments for me at this convention:
10. Anthony Montgomery. He played Travis Mayweather in Enterprise. He had us doing the Harlem Shake. He is funny, kind, goofy, and a superhero fan like myself.
9. Rick Worthy. He played a few Trek characters, my favorite being the Arboreal Xindi leader Jannar. He was so funny and yet so humble as well. I had the opportunity to talk to him in the hallway and the elevator. He became one of my favourites easily.
8. Getting my picture taken on the bridge of the Enterprise. I took the first officer's seat, Matt was in the Captain's chair, and we had anyone else who was in costume come.
7. Being a part of the record attempt to have the most people in Trek Costume in one place. Terry Farrell brought us to 1085.
6. Getting my picture taken with Richard Kiel, who having never been in Trek, was still invited. He played "Jaws" in two James Bond movies. My mother raised me on Trek, and my father raised me on 007. Roger Moore will always be my favourite Bond, and Jaws was my favourite villain. Richard was super nice, and suggested he put us in a headlock for the photo. We loved it!
5. The DS9 panels. Having the main cast and guest cast reunite on stage was wonderful. To celebrate the 20th anniversary of DS9 was one of the main reasons we went. They were all great, and I got to meet most of them and get their autographs.
4. Armin Shimmerman. I must admit that he was one of the best experiences. He took time to talk, get to know me a bit, and was such a genuinely nice person. His wife of 33 years was also there, and they were a really sweet couple. I hope he comes to Spock Days.
3. Meeting people from around the world! Made new friends from New York, Ohio, and England among other places.
2. Photo with William Shatner! Three seconds of delight!
1. James Darren, who played Vic Fontaine, was such a delight. He even recorded a message for Heather. A real class act.
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Of Birthdays and Water
What a week. Last Thursday, amid all the rain that we have had this year, parts of the province started flooding. It began in Banff and Canmore, then on Friday it hit Calgary, High River, and area. Dad and Violet were in Spray Lakes managing their camp site. They were able to phone me and let me know that they had an opportunity to be airlifted to Canmore, but that they were in a safe location with plenty of food and fuel to last them a couple weeks. They did not have a place to take the animals (2 dogs and 2 cats) to, so they chose to weather the storm (pun intended). By Saturday night, almost 10% of Calgary neighbourhoods had been evacuated, as had much of the other communities mentioned. The zoo was flooded, and they lost one peacock and their piranha and tilapia fish. Downtown Calgary was under water, and schools were closed. Diploma exams were made optional, and all finals were cancelled. It was a crazy time here.
Dad and Violet were contacting me daily from the pay phone. They were eventually airlifted, with the pets, to the Nakota Resort east of Canmore Sunday morning, so I was able to go and get them. They are borrowing our Ford Focus for the time being while they wait to be able to get back to the campsite and collect their motor home and van. So far there have been 4 deaths related to the flood, all in the High River/ Okotoks area. One was a father of six, who died when his ATV flipped as he was riding to check on his neighbours. Waters have receded, most Calgarians are back in their homes, and the long clean up process has begun.
This challenging week has left me with many thoughts. First and foremost, I am grateful that the losses incurred, especially the loss of life, were not nearly as bad as they could have been. I grieve with those who were are dealing with the loss of a loved one, but rejoice that there were only a handful. I am disappointed in the actions of some vandals, looters, and stores who started gouging their customers (including the Travel Lodge at the airport which doubled their rates overnight because of the flood - guess which hotel I am asking people to boycott). Mostly, however, I am so proud of my fellow Calgarians and Albertans for the supreme acts of charity, service, and strength that are being demonstrated. People are being patient as we come together to help clean up. Countless have opened their homes for those forced out. Edmonton and other communities are sending support in supplies, money, military, RCMP and police officers, firefighters, and so much more. Our mayor, Nehed Nenshi, has been a superstar and an amazing leader during this whole time. He has led with such compassion, wisdom, strength, and common sense. He won my vote before this all happened, but he has won the hearts of Calgarians and Albertans now, and he deserves it. Let us hope that as the flood waters move east, that they will dissipate and all will be prepared.
On a happier note, birthdays this week! Little Barbara turns 1 tomorrow, I turn a year older the next day, and both of Barbara's grandfathers have birthdays (26th and 29th). As I look back on this last year, I am so blessed to have this little angel in my life. Fatherhood has been such an amazing adventure, and she is so precious to me. I am so thankful for her mother and my wife, Heather, for all she does for our family. I can't wait to see what the next year will bring.
I am tired, so I will do a quick Top Ten List. As I prepare for the Vegas Convention in August, I give you my Top Ten favorite Trek Characters:
10. Morn. The brown lumpy alien in Quark's bar that I actually had a small hand in naming.
9. The Doctor from Voyager. we met Robert Picardo at Spock Days in Vulcan a few weeks ago, and he was great. The Doctor was a wonderful character who showed great depth. Mostly, he was a very pleasant surprise. I thought I would hate a holographic character. Who knew?
8. Shran. The Andorian from Enterprise played wonderfully by Jeffery Combs just made the show so much fun when he was guest starring.
7. Geordi La Forge. I loved this character because he showed that handicaps are only what we make of them. Plus, only in Trek can a blind man fly the flagship.
6. Scotty. Yes, my ancestry has something to do with this. I loved his humor and wit, plus his genius.
5. Q. My favourite TV villain. His cocky attitude and impish wit made him a favourite, and I wonder if he is truly a villain.
4. Jake Sisko. By far the most realistic child character on the series. He was one that I identified most with, and found to be the most human.
3. Benjamin Sisko. My favourite captain. He was a diplomat, a soldier, an officer, a father, and an explorer. He was the ultimate leader.
2. Kes. My deepest Trek crush. Often ignored by many top ten lists for "Hottest Trek Babe", but she was as beautiful on the inside as on the outside.
1. Miles O'Brien. The everyday man who does his job and then goes home to his family. This guy is the one who Iidentify the most with.
Honorable mentions go out to (in no particular order) Picard, Data, Phlox, Kirk, Sulu, McCoy, Quark, Odo, Ezri, Vic Fontaine, Neelix, Archer, and Porthos the Beagle.
Dad and Violet were contacting me daily from the pay phone. They were eventually airlifted, with the pets, to the Nakota Resort east of Canmore Sunday morning, so I was able to go and get them. They are borrowing our Ford Focus for the time being while they wait to be able to get back to the campsite and collect their motor home and van. So far there have been 4 deaths related to the flood, all in the High River/ Okotoks area. One was a father of six, who died when his ATV flipped as he was riding to check on his neighbours. Waters have receded, most Calgarians are back in their homes, and the long clean up process has begun.
This challenging week has left me with many thoughts. First and foremost, I am grateful that the losses incurred, especially the loss of life, were not nearly as bad as they could have been. I grieve with those who were are dealing with the loss of a loved one, but rejoice that there were only a handful. I am disappointed in the actions of some vandals, looters, and stores who started gouging their customers (including the Travel Lodge at the airport which doubled their rates overnight because of the flood - guess which hotel I am asking people to boycott). Mostly, however, I am so proud of my fellow Calgarians and Albertans for the supreme acts of charity, service, and strength that are being demonstrated. People are being patient as we come together to help clean up. Countless have opened their homes for those forced out. Edmonton and other communities are sending support in supplies, money, military, RCMP and police officers, firefighters, and so much more. Our mayor, Nehed Nenshi, has been a superstar and an amazing leader during this whole time. He has led with such compassion, wisdom, strength, and common sense. He won my vote before this all happened, but he has won the hearts of Calgarians and Albertans now, and he deserves it. Let us hope that as the flood waters move east, that they will dissipate and all will be prepared.
On a happier note, birthdays this week! Little Barbara turns 1 tomorrow, I turn a year older the next day, and both of Barbara's grandfathers have birthdays (26th and 29th). As I look back on this last year, I am so blessed to have this little angel in my life. Fatherhood has been such an amazing adventure, and she is so precious to me. I am so thankful for her mother and my wife, Heather, for all she does for our family. I can't wait to see what the next year will bring.
I am tired, so I will do a quick Top Ten List. As I prepare for the Vegas Convention in August, I give you my Top Ten favorite Trek Characters:
10. Morn. The brown lumpy alien in Quark's bar that I actually had a small hand in naming.
9. The Doctor from Voyager. we met Robert Picardo at Spock Days in Vulcan a few weeks ago, and he was great. The Doctor was a wonderful character who showed great depth. Mostly, he was a very pleasant surprise. I thought I would hate a holographic character. Who knew?
8. Shran. The Andorian from Enterprise played wonderfully by Jeffery Combs just made the show so much fun when he was guest starring.
7. Geordi La Forge. I loved this character because he showed that handicaps are only what we make of them. Plus, only in Trek can a blind man fly the flagship.
6. Scotty. Yes, my ancestry has something to do with this. I loved his humor and wit, plus his genius.
5. Q. My favourite TV villain. His cocky attitude and impish wit made him a favourite, and I wonder if he is truly a villain.
4. Jake Sisko. By far the most realistic child character on the series. He was one that I identified most with, and found to be the most human.
3. Benjamin Sisko. My favourite captain. He was a diplomat, a soldier, an officer, a father, and an explorer. He was the ultimate leader.
2. Kes. My deepest Trek crush. Often ignored by many top ten lists for "Hottest Trek Babe", but she was as beautiful on the inside as on the outside.
1. Miles O'Brien. The everyday man who does his job and then goes home to his family. This guy is the one who Iidentify the most with.
Honorable mentions go out to (in no particular order) Picard, Data, Phlox, Kirk, Sulu, McCoy, Quark, Odo, Ezri, Vic Fontaine, Neelix, Archer, and Porthos the Beagle.
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