Shawn L. Bird

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Remembrance Day November 11, 2010

Filed under: Commentary — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:06 am

As a kid, I’d go each year to the cenotaph with my dad to remember his friends who were killed in the war.  What a powerful thing.

At our school assembly this year, I was brought to tears by the class who as they were leaving, went up to the vet who’d been our special speaker and shook his hand.  Every kid.  The next class wanted to as well.  The kids forged a connection to the veteran, and the veteran was  so astonished and so happy I am sure he’ll be sharing the story for years.

I’m so thankful that my former student Drew came home from Afghanistan.  I tensed every time they came on the news to report another casualty.  Not all friends and families were so lucky.

Every year I like to spend some time with the Eric Bogle tune Green Fields of France.  I usually play it on my harp, singing the words rather tearfully every Nov 11.  Have a listen:

If you value your freedom, thank a veteran.  They’re the ones who bought it for you.

 

being a statistic November 10, 2010

Filed under: Commentary,Grace Awakening,Writing — Shawn L. Bird @ 7:24 pm
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Meg Tilley says in her blog (September 9, 2010) that of 1.5 million books published in a year, only 1.68% will sell 5000 copies in a year.  I’m not sure if she talking worldwide, English speaking world, US, Canada or what.  1.68% seems like an impossibly miniscule number.  My math is always suspect (i.e. please correct me if you are good at this!) but by my calculations that 1.68% of 1.5 million equals about twenty-five thousand books.  That sounds much more do-able.  I can be one of those lucky twenty-five thousand books that hit over five thousand in sales, right? Let’s do it together, okay? 

In Canada a best seller is 3000 copies a week.  Can we do it?

 

Gratia gratiam parit November 9, 2010

Filed under: Commentary,Grace Awakening,Writing — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:35 am
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I discovered a fascinating Latin Proverbs blog today:

http://audiolatinproverbs.blogspot.com

The proverb that drew me to the site was Gratia gratiam parit.   It is a rather profound proverb, because gratia has so many diverse meanings. Consider that favour, esteem, regard, liking, love, friendship,agreeableness, pleasantness, charm, beauty, grace, loveliness, courtesy, service, blessing, obligation, gratitude return, requital and acknowledgment are all components of gratia.

In this proverb grace is both the subject (gratia) and the object (gratiam).  Parit is the verb which means birth.  Think of it as creating, making, causing something to be.

I’m no Latin scholar, but the brilliance seems pretty clear.  Look at this list of definitions.  Now mix and match:

Favour

Esteem

Regard

Liking

Love

friendship

agreeableness

pleasantness

charm

beauty

grace

loveliness

courtesy

service

obligation

blessing

gratitude

giving back

requital

acknowledgment

 …creates Favour

Esteem

Regard

Liking

Love

friendship

agreeableness

pleasantness

charm

beauty

grace

loveliness

courtesy

service

obligation

blessing

gratitude

giving back

requital

acknowledgment

It’s kind of profound, isn’t it? What you put out, is what you get back, in all sorts of permutations.  Think of what it means in the context of the theme of Grace Awakening.  Grace herself is awakening to her birthright, Grace is creating Grace (and the 3 Graces create Grace, as well).  Fascinating stuff.

 

Amateur free verse November 8, 2010

Filed under: Commentary,Poetry,Writing — Shawn L. Bird @ 7:39 am
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Putting on the English teacher hat…

(Free verse: poetry without rhyme scheme or rhythm.  The following poem is a tirade against bad free verse.  It is not written in free verse.)

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When crafting lines of poetry
Please choose your words most carefully.
If you must vomit onto the page
Clean up all the boring beige
Only the best words should be saved
Everything else, please deftly raze.
Leave your message in a poignant turn
Not lost amid the dross and worms.
In poetry, now please don’t pout,
the best is left,  when you toss out!

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Do you think a poem about it will make my students more inclined to do it?

No.  Probably not. 

I hate rambling, self-gratifying, free verse poetry.  I wrote a lot of it as a teen, and it was very cathartic.  Not everything we write is  worthy to be shared.  (In the effort to avoid hypocrisy, let me take this opportunity to apologize to the young men who were forced to endure those horrendous, cathartic poems:  I was young.  I was stupid.  Please forgive me).  Let us remember that even free verse should be edited for the most beautiful, evocative, powerful language we can create!  There is power in brevity!

I think I may make a poster that summarizes this idea even further:

Use the best, the perfect words

Don’t bury them beneath the turds

 

making choices November 7, 2010

Filed under: Commentary — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:58 am

Who you want to be is rooted in who you are.  Every decision you make today, whatever you do or say, moves you along a path that is crafting your character.  You have to be very conscious of this fact while you are debating your options, because your personal integrity is at stake.

Do I tell what I saw?

Do I take that because no one will see me?

The answers are easy.  What would the person you most want to be, do in this case?  Would the best you do that?  Would the best you say that?

Sometimes we do things to impress other people, but the things that we do to impress them take us away from who we want to be.  Often, the things we choose to do just show our immaturity, and don’t impress at all!  Like thinking smoking makes us seem more grown up.  I remember a knowing look of distain on the face of the person I was trying to impress with that.  The look of disgust meant I didn’t do it anymore.  I didn’t want any habit that made me less in those eyes.  I should have been more concerned about my own eyes.  

It’s good to have people around us to remind us to be our best selves.  People who sensitively show us that we can be better than our past, our present situation, or even our old decisions.  Today we can start off on a new path to be the person we dream of being.

All it takes is a good decision, every day and every hour.

 

Not the one November 5, 2010

Filed under: anecdotes,Commentary,Grace Awakening,Writing — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:07 am
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A prose selection that’s been floating in my mind for quite some time………

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     “Just how near-sighted are you?” she asked from the side of the pool.
     He laughed, as he leisurely moved his arms to keep himself upright in the deep water, “Very.”
     She slipped into the water while she watched him. About 8 feet away, she pulled up. “Can you see me here?”
     He shook his head, “Nope. You’re just grey fuzz.”
     She swam a few feet closer. “Here?”
     “Nope.”  His voice had changed subtly.  There was a timbre behind it that drew her.
     She moved in again. “Here?” Her heart was beginning to pound.
     He whispered this time. “No.”
     She blushed in the cool water as she swam even closer. Their eyes were less than a foot apart now.   Their lips were less than a foot apart.  Inches.  She could see the creases, and followed his tongue as it licked across the bottom lip.
    She swallowed and murmured, “Here?”
    He stared into her eyes as his lips curled into a slow sultry smile. “Well, you’re almost clear there.”
   She gazed into his eyes, paddling her arms gently back and forth, her heart pounding in her ears at his invitation.  She felt her life unfolding before her in the depths of his eyes. Would it be?
   Time stood still as he waited, smiling with the challenge.  The gauntlet was  thrown. 
   Time was frozen as she waited, feeling for her future, wondering.
   And suddenly, it was clear.  

   Driving the heel of her hand across the surface of the water she splashed a wave into his face, then dived past him as he reached, laughing, to grab her.
   She swam away from him, beneath the surface of her dream, deep in the water of a new choice.  She was bidding farewell to the dreams that had haunted her.  Dreams that would probably haunt her forever.  Dreams are not reality. 

   He was not The One after all.

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Technically, this isn’t about Grace & Ben although I’ve linked it to other writings about them.  It fits with the theme of Grace Awakening although it doesn’t fit into the plot.  Ben is definitely The One, so this could be Marco or Alex?  It’s a little closer to the Bright and Umed narrative, though of course, they would never have been swimming together.  Whatever it is, it’s a slice of life moment when destiny is looking you right in the eyes, and you know that the decision you make will irrevocably rearrange the rest of your life.  You have to stare deeply into the mists and decide if this is the future you choose.

It’s kind of profound when it happens to you.

 

Slowing down November 4, 2010

Filed under: Commentary,Writing — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:27 pm
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Yesterday I was listening to CBC as I was coming into the house. The person being interviewed was talking about how science has created significantly smaller unit of time than the nanosecond. He was talking about how a whole other world could co-exist with us in place, but because they were living in a different time, we wouldn’t even notice them. Their world would exist so much more quickly than ours that we would be statues in their midst. Several generations of their lives could pass within a blink of our eye.
It’s not implausible. After all, insects live in a more rapid world than we do. The water cycle is much faster than the rock cycle.
This presents interesting narrative possibilities
Could the beings living in this rapid world be responsible for unexplained phenomena in our world?
Could we be living in someone else’s much slower world? Are those statues on display in museum, really just very slowly living beings?
Hmmmmmmm….

 

The Right to Fail November 2, 2010

Filed under: Commentary — Shawn L. Bird @ 6:09 pm

One of the hardest things for a teacher to accept is that kids have the right to fail.  That is, as autonomous beings, if they choose not to do any work, not to attend classes, not to write tests, they are choosing to fail.  Although we will bend over backwards (in fact, we tend to quite dramatic back flip sessions!)  in order to help our students succeed, we have to let them make their own decisions, and when their decision is clear, we have to accept that they have chosen to fail.

In elementary and middle school kids don’t ever really experience academic failure.  Whether or not they have met the grade level learning outcomes, they get moved along with their peers while the skills spread out more and more.  By the time the kids reach high school there can be a ten grade level span in reading or writing ability within a class room.  Supports are there to allow a learning disabled kid to be successful.  I had a young man who read at a grade 2 level successful in my Socials 8 class years ago.  He had an amazing work ethic and was able to meet the learning outcomes.  In the same class, kids reading two or three levels above their grade were choosing to fail.  Why?

Almost always it is about exerting personal power: schoolwork is the one thing that they have complete control over, so in order to assert their autonomy over their parents or teachers (any authority will do), they refuse to cooperate and do their work.   They think this will hurt the authority figures.  It doesn’t.  In high school, there is no going forward without earning the credit.  The PASS is required by the Ministry of Education.  It is something most have never faced before, and they’re often shocked to find themselves sitting in a classroom with kids a year younger than them because they didn’t pass the course the year before.  If they remain insolent, they usually don’t pass the second time through, either.  Generally, they make it through on the third try, because by then they’ve finally figured out that they are responsible for their own success, and they are the only ones who can solve their problem.

It is even more frustrating dealing with kids who don’t make that connection.  They constantly get themselves in painful situations and although everyone else is watching and waving their arms frantically telling them not to do whatever it is- date the abusive guy, take the physics class when they barely passed non-academic math, go for a non-academic load when they should be preparing for university, they’re going the wrong way on a one way street, etc.  Others see the road ahead and try to warn them, but the kid has blinders on and refuses to see the difficulties their decision will inevitably cause them.

A mom once told me what happened when her then 18 year old daughter arrived at a special alternate school for over-age  kids to earn graduation credits.  As she looked around the room at all the other kids she used to hang out with in the smoke pit, she observed, “We wanted to get out of high school, so we skipped out, but now we’re still in high school, and the others have graduated.  I guess we weren’t as smart as we thought!”

The hardest thing is letting them go to make their own mistakes, because making mistakes is the best learning tool.  Still, I wish more were like the admirable young lady who said, “I learn from watching other people’s mistakes.”

It’s kind of like the saying, “If you can’t be a shining example, at least be a dramatic warning…”

What do you think?  Do you think kids have the right to fail?  Why?  Why not?

 

Write this and that, but skip the crap! October 27, 2010

Filed under: Commentary,Writing — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:44 am
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Yahoo Canada News reports on a 19 page manuscript for an unfinished work by Theodore Geisl aka Dr. Seuss going up for auction. 

An included letter from Dr. Seuss to his assistant makes for interesting reading. Seuss was displeased with the work, and especially the main character, Pete. In the letter, he explains why ne never seriously pursued its publication. “What, in my opinion, is wrong with this story is that…despite the greatness of Pete as a stellar athlete hero…the negative image of him flubbing and unable to catch any ball at all will make him schnook… And I think the reader’s reaction will be, ‘What’s the matter with this dope?'”

The L.A. Times points out that it may have been this bit of self-editing on the part of Seuss that set him apart. Clearly, he was good enough to know that not everything he wrote was worthy of his name

And that is the mark of a quality writer, isn’t it?  Not everything is worth disseminating to the world!  The ability to filter and to edit is crucial to ensure excellence.  For the beginning writer, each word is like gold.  It is so much work to get them on the page that you become attached to them.  To be asked to edit, that is, to re-think, to re-vision, to re-word, to re-phrase, or to just cut something right out– well, it is like cutting off a piece of your body.  (A piece you like and want, not something like a gangrenous foot, but something like your nose).  In time however, we may see that the thing we like IS eating away at our manuscript, making it less than it should be, and like gangrene or a cancer, it must be cut out.

On the other hand, sometimes pain is good for us.  It may cause us a sense of loss to see our perfect prose slashed through with blue pencil, but a re-read a safe distance away in time, and the improvements are undeniable.  Sometimes we must let go to find the stronger writer within us. 

Meg Tilley told me once during a blue pencil session that she saves the words by putting them at the back of the manuscript.  She finds it comforting to know they’re still around until she’s completely secure that it’s right to let them go.  I don’t do that.  I have complete copies of the manuscript saved, so a session of cutting and  slicing doesn’t bother me.  After a rest to let the words lose their holy status, I approach the edit with verve.  When I’m sure it’s time for the words to go, I am free slice them off with impunity.  I find it cathartic, actually.  I like the 10% per edit rule, and it works.  Subsequent readings move more and more smoothly.

But before there are the fine word by word edits, there are the concept edits.  There are those stories that seem like good ideas at the time.  We get started, have a few hundred pages invested and then it is obvious that this just isn’t going to be what it needs to be.   Like Seuss did with Pete the Athlete, sometimes we have to bid farewell to characters that don’t have what it takes to bring readers to care about their problem, if indeed they have one.  Every story needs a conflict or there is no point in reading.   Jocks like Pete  are only legends in their own minds.  Good call Dr.  Sorry Pete.

 

Love is… October 25, 2010

Filed under: Commentary — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:05 am
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In my capacity as a high school teacher, I often watch kids sorting out their first serious relationships.  Sometimes what I hear alarms me, so I will do a class discussion on love.  My main question is, “What does love LOOK like?” because girls will say, “but he LOVES me!” while they are listening to abusive language and experiencing controlling and abusive behavior.  It seems that they think the behaviors are acceptable if someone professes that he loves them.  My goal is to get them to embrace a new concept: love is shown by an action that is kind, gentle and supportive.  The words are meaningless without the appropriate actions.

Once a girl looked at me as if I had three heads while she announced, “Love isn’t an action, it’s a feeling!!!”  She would not, or could not, get her head around the idea that love reveals itself through behavior.   Saying you love someone isn’t an excuse for a jealous tantrum, controlling them, or beating them, either with words or fists.

Ali McGraw was just interviewed by Oprah and they discussed the infamous line from Love Story, “Love is never having to say you’re sorry.”  Ali says it makes no sense.  Of course not!  It never did!  Love means saying sorry and more, it means SHOWING you’re sorry, by eliminating that behavior from your life. 

I remember those adorable “Love is…” cartoons in the 70s.  Kim Casali debuted the strip when she was a newlywed.   One of the most famous ones was, “Love is… saying you’re sorry.”   The strip is still running, although both Kim and her love are written now by their son.   Check out today’s.

I’m thinking that in my life,

“Love is…working toward a common goal.”

“Love is…walking hand in hand.”

“Love is…doing the laundry.”

“Love is… going out in the dead of night to buy your love cough medicine.”

“Love is… sitting in a car for 9 hours just to make sure he doesn’t fall asleep driving home.” 

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So what do YOU think  LOVE IS… ?