If you can see your path laid out in front of you step by step, you know it’s not your path. Your own path you make with every step you take. That’s why it’s your path.-—Joseph Campbell

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I Believe in Magic

Spring break is over and there’s a stack of projects on my dining room table that have not yet been graded.  I wish I had worked on it earlier in the week.

But you didn’t.

Don’t remind me.

I would think the stack of projects would be a constant reminder.

Yep one I continued to ignore.

So what’s the plan now?

Just do it?

That’ll work.

But if I keep sitting here tapping on this computer maybe the little grading fairies will show up in the next room ready to work.

WHO am I talking to?

Me? The one who believes in magic?

OK but you’ve gotta do your part.

What, supply them with red pens?

You’re stalling.

I’m being whimsical.

Whatever.  Go grade your papers and later we’ll do something really fun.

Like what?

What would you do if you didn’t have this stack of work to do?

Plant my beans and okra and corn.

Sounds kinda magical to me.

Words to me were magic. You could say a word and it could conjure up all kinds of images or feelings or a chilly sensation or whatever. It was amazing to me that words had this power.  Amy Tan

And where does magic come from? I think that magic’s in the learning.  Dar Williams

The world is its own magic.  Shunryu Suzuki

Riddikulus!

Riddikulus!
Word Origin:
From the Latin ridiculus (facetious, laughable)
Purpose: This incantation is used to get rid of a Bogart – a creature that assumes the form of a person’s greatest fear. Prior to casting the spell, the wizard/witch must visualize the Bogart doing or being something humorously ridiculous. The laughter this causes will banish the Boggart
Example: In Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, while in the Triwizard maze, Harry successfully cast this spell upon a boggart.

Here is a magic spell I plan on using today in the doctor’s waiting room, the Toyota “customer service” room and an eighth grade language arts class. While certainly not expecting my greatest fear to show up, these could be good places to practice.

Above all else: go out with a sense of humor.  It is needed armor.  Joy in one’s heart and some laughter on one’s lips is a sign that the person down deep has a pretty good grasp of life.  ~Hugh Sidey

Slaying Giants

After yesterday’s after school class listened to an Irish folktale, Mrs. McCool and the Giant Cuhullin, they performed the story. The first two classes of younger children attached construction paper moustaches and beards and followed as I read their lines and suggested Cuhullin lift up the house so Mrs. McCool could sweep under it and Finn McCool act like a baby when the bonnet was on his head.lookingatbook

The third class of fifth through seventh grader girls needed very few suggestions from me. One of the girls read and the other three improvised their roles appropriately.

But it was the last class, again girls from fifth through seventh grade, who caught the spirit of the tale. Divas,each and every one.  When Cuhullin/Gabby was not involved in the action (s)he was pumping iron off to the side. Normally shy Sera had no problem assuming the role of baby giant. There was even a lively song and dance finale when the great giant shrank and ran down the hill.

gabbysera

 

The reluctance to put away childish things may be a requirement of genius.  ~Rebecca Pepper Sinkler

Lousy Thinking

Don’t think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity. It’s self-conscious, and anything self-conscious is lousy. You can’t try to do things. You simply must do things. – Ray Bradbury

The last two nights have been restless. I comb through the past days’ experiences, chasing one thought after another, hoping to find answers.

So a couple hours ago after finishing morning pages, I head toward my arts and crafts room to play.playingwithwords

Now I have a lesson for tomorrow’s after school class and a clearer plan for the children’s art festival in April. Neither will be these little word pictures. They just took my mind off my self-conscious thinking.

The Work of Play

The playing adult steps sideward into another reality; the playing child advances forward to new stages of mastery. ~Erik H. Erikson

Yesterday at Renzi, the after school program where I work, the Numbers Games class played Dominoes.

Here’s Acelyn adding her tile.

These girls are playing Concentration with dominoes. A player wins a pair if the two tiles add up to 12.

And here’s Christina building a bridge.

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