Shawn L. Bird

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genealogy: stories everywhere! October 16, 2011

I have been doing genealogy since my teens.  It has gotten much, much easier in recent days, as more and more records are scanned and available on line.  One upon a time you had to send to England for copies of hopeful extracts from parish records, now you can look at the records on your home computer and print them off immediately if they pertain to your ancestor.

You only get little peeks into the lives of your ancestors, but sometimes those peeks are fascinating.  For example, I think parts of the life of Thomas Mosses, my great, great, grand-father would make an interesting novel.

Thomas was born in 1799, and worked in London, England as a wood engraver.  Back then, wood engraving was the way to illustrate books, and there are still a lot of books in libraries (or for sale on google!) that he contributed to.  On some records, he’s listed as an artist, on others he’s listed as a wood engraver or just engraver.    He appears to have lived a rather ‘romantic’ life!

In 1820, when Thomas was 20 or so, he married Ann Walker, who was a couple years older than him, at the parish church in Islington.  The next place he shows up in on the bapismal record of a pair of boys in 1824: Thomas Alexander and William George.  They could have been twins, but more likely, Thomas just liked to get this task done efficiently.   The next baptism for Thomas and Ann was for Isabella in 1826.  Then things get interesting.

April 3, 1831 Ann is buried.  She is about 35 years old.

In 1835 , there are two baptisms where Thomas is the father.  George, son of Thomas and Ann, and Harriet son of Thomas and Elizabeth.    More searching revealed Thomas, widower, married Elizabeth Rogers January 1932 at St. Anne Limehouse.  It is not good for man to be alone, as the Good Book says.

It doesn’t look like he was alone much, though.  According to the records, on July 7, 1831 Thomas Alexander died, but on the same day daughter Ann was born.  On the baptismal certificate (June 1837, but her birthday is recorded) Ann was born to Thomas the engraver and Mary Mosses at a parish a little out of the way from where the normal family baptisms were done.  Mary?!  Still no sign of a marriage certificate for Thomas and Mary, but if baby Ann was born in July 1831, she was likely conceived in October 1830, and Ann the wife was still around.  A little cheeky to name the illegitimate child after the wife you were cheating on, isn’t it?

His wife Elizabeth died July 1836.  He married again, to Sarah, who was about 30.  Presumeably that was in 1837

Thomas Sr. was buried March 1844.  He was only 45 years old.  He left an interesting legacy in artistic expression, and baptismal records!

Almost a year after his death, in February 1845, Thomas Sr shows up in the church records again as another pair of his  kids are baptized.  Another son Thomas, who was born to Thomas and Elizabeth in April 1835, and Sarah Ann, born to Thomas and Sarah in 1838.

Sarah lived a rather long life, dying in 1867.  Elizabeth’s children had long lives, and son Thomas, who was my great-grandfather, offers many of his own mysteries.  Ann’s children fared the worst.  Isabella died in the workhouse at 24 years.  I’m not sure whether George or William George lived to adulthood.

Just these little snippets suggest a very interesting stories unfolding, don’t they?  A whole book could happen just in 1830-31.

In Diana Gabaldon’s Voyager, Claire remembers her love left in 18th century Scotland, and her return to his time:

He had been fixed in my memory for so long, glowing but static, like an insect frozen in amber.  And then had come Roger’s brief historical sightings, like peeks through a key hold; separate pictures like punctuations, alterations, adjustments of memory, each showing the dragonfly’s wings or lowered at a different angle, like the single frames of a motion picture.  Now time had begun to run again for us, and the dragonfly was in flight before me, flickering from place to place, so I saw little more yet than the glitter of its wings. (p. 338)

I am peeking through keyholes, but I would love to see these wings fly!

 

apple cinnamon scones October 15, 2011

Filed under: Recipes — Shawn L. Bird @ 8:30 pm
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To be honest, these might not technically be scones, because of the whole rolling thing, but the dough is a basic biscuit dough like one uses for scones, so that’s what I’m calling this creation I came up with this evening.

The crust is very flaky and flavourful.  I cannot make pie crust to save my life, but no one will complain if I make this instead!

Pre-heat oven to 400F.  Serves 8, or two with left-overs!  ;-P

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Dice one tart cooking apple (I used an Ambrosia) into approx 1/4″ cubes (or you could grate it instead), toss with 1 tsp cinnamon, 1 tbsp Demarara or brown sugar, 1 tbsp melted butter.

In another bowl, mix 2 c flour, 1 tbsp white sugar, 1.5 tsp baking power, 1 tsp salt. Cut in 1/4 c butter with pastry blender. Add in 1 c milk.  Mix well.

Turn out onto counter, Roll into a 12″ square. Spread apple filling onto dough, leaving 1′ border. Roll up. Squish down, keeping filling in! So it’s about 1″ high. Cut into 2 scones, each about 4″ X 6″.

Bake for 25 mins 400 F.

Melt 1 tbsp of butter. Brush scones with butter, sprinkle with a thin coating of icing sugar and cinnamon. Replace in the oven and bake for 4-5 more minutes.

To serve, slice each scone into 4 slices and serve with whipped cream or ice cream along the side.

SOOOOO yummy!

 

cannibal art October 14, 2011

Filed under: OUTLANDERishness,Writing — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:30 pm
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In Diana Gabaldon’s Voyager, Jamie observes,

“It was not Monsieur Arouet, but a colleague of his—a lady novelist—who remarked to me once that writing novels was a cannibal’s art, in which one often mixed small portions of one’s friends and one’s enemies together, seasoned them with imagination, and allowed the whole to stew together into a savory concoction.”     (p. 148)  

This seems like a fairly accurate picture of my own experience.  How about you?  If you are a writer, is this how characters and plots develop for you?

 

this one October 13, 2011

Filed under: OUTLANDERishness,Pondering,Reading — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:09 pm
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In Dragonfly in Amber, Diana Gabaldon has doctor Claire, make the following observation,

“So many you can never touch, so many whose essence you can’t find, so many who slip through your fingers.  But you can’t think about them.  The only thing you can do—the only thing—is to try for the one who’s in front of you.   Act as though this one patient is the only person in the world—because to do otherwise is to lose that one, too.  One at a time, that’s all you can do.  And you learn not to despair over all the ones you can’t help, but only to do what you can.” (p. 815)

This applies for teachers, social workers, and Rotarians as well.  We can’t save everyone, but we can make a difference where we are.  One by one.

 

getting it October 12, 2011

I was impressed with OneMinuteBooks’ review of Grace Awakening for a couple of specific reasons. Of course, I like that she’s enthusiastic in her praise, but specifically, I love that she GETS it.

She understands that since Grace is the narrator, the reader has only as much information as Grace does. (Well, they get a little more, as they get to peek in on those 3rd person mythic realm dialogues that Grace doesn’t know about). Yes. This is confusing. Yes. This was intentional.  Yes.  This means you are Grace, in all her confusion.

I like that the reviewer gets the mythical allusions, and understands the purpose behind not telling the reader straight out. Yes. You’re supposed to be smart enough to be able to look this up yourself (with the help of the glossary at the back).  Yes. I expect that you are smart enough to figure out that there is another story happening, beyond the one that Grace knows about.   Congratulations on discovering the puzzle pieces that Grace doesn’t understand!   Reading between the lines and interpreting the additional clues take skill!  Grace hasn’t figured it out.  I’m glad when readers can!  😀

Once upon a time I was told “Grace Awakening is Twilight for intelligent girls.” I think this is true. Most people will get the surface story, but there is a lot more at play here than is apparent on the surface. It makes me happy when someone not only gets it, but actually appreciates that it’s there.

Followers of Athena, I salute you! This book was written for you!

Thanks Amanda for understanding what Grace is all about.  After a couple of weird reviews this week when I suspected the reviewers hadn’t actually read the book, this gave me faith in the process again.  Not everyone will get it, or like it, but there are more out there who do!

To read the OneMinuteBooks review visit here.

 

October 11, 2011

Filed under: Commentary,OUTLANDERishness,Reading — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:07 pm
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I was amused by this passage in Diana Gabaldon’s Dragonfly in Amber, describing life in Britain.

Nineteen year old Brianna asks, “Why on earth would people deliberately make toilet paper that feels like tinfoil?”

“Hearts of oak are our men…stainless steel are their bums.  It builds national character.”  Roger replies.  (p. 37)

 

thankful October 10, 2011

Filed under: Commentary — Shawn L. Bird @ 7:24 pm
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What a year I’ve had.

On this Thanksgiving Day, I’m thankful for the people this year who have offered challenges and those who helped me overcome them.

  • I’m thankful that Grace is out meeting people and making her own friends.
  • I’m thankful for my students, old and new
  • I’m thankful for my most amazing husband, the most gracious, patient, and long-suffering man! He’s a knight in shining armour.
  • I’m thankful for my parents. So many of my friends have lost one or both of their parents, I am reminded of the blessing to have them still well and healthy, just around the block.
  • I’m thankful for my children, and the skills they are learning as they grow and find their places
  • I’m thankful for the unconditional love of the canine children, whose happy tails make me smile
  • I’m thankful for my friends in Rotary, who are changing the world.
  • I’m thankful for my brother and sister-in-law who made an awesome turkey dinner this year!
 

yes October 9, 2011

Filed under: Pondering — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:20 am
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     I’ve given up on talking to him again today when I feel someone brush past me. At the same time. I hear a word so soft and quiet I wonder if he said it up on the hill and the wind has just now carried it down to me.
     The word is yes.

(Allie Conte in Matched. p. 115)

I read this over a couple of times when I came across it, just to savour it.  All the potential and possibility of a lifetime is wrapped up in that word.

Did you hear the story of John Lennon at the Yoko Ono art exhibition?  One piece was a ladder with a single word mounted on the ceiling.  Lennon mounted the ladder to read the word, and when he saw that it said “yes,” it changed his life.  (Eventually, at least).

Yes opens the door to so much.

Yes. I’ll take this course.

Yes. I’ll go out with you.

Yes. I’ll marry you.

Yes. I eat that.

Yes. I will spend the time to write.

Yes. We love your work.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Before any venture we have the opportunity to stick with the status quo, to continue to be what we’ve always been and to do what we’ve always done, or to say yes, and to step off into the unknown.

There is risk in the yes.  There may be criticism.  But so what?  Yes opens doors to greater adventures, more possibilities, new opportunities.

Saying yes, embraces a new future.

Say yes.

 

do October 8, 2011

Filed under: Writing — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:49 am
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“Do or do not.  There is no try.”

~Yoda

I keep running into people who want to write lately.  Actually, since most of these people have been on the periphery of my life for a few years, it’s just that I am learning, now that I’ve got a book out, how many people I know harbour this dream.

What is it about the power of story that so many of us hold the dream of sharing words with the world?

I tell all of those who share this dream with me the same thing: what is stopping you?  Why aren’t you writing?   The answer isn’t important to me, the question is entirely for the would-be writer.  You have to identify your enemy if you want to defeat it.

Face down the negative and write something.

It’s like those commercials that are out at the moment, “I don’t want to pay a mortgage.”  “If you don’t want to pay a mortgage, then don’t.”  Unlike the bank, where you have to work through some plans to be free of your mortgage, all it takes to write is your fingers and a steamy mirror.  Paper, pencil or a computer will do as well.

Get started today.  Put down some words.  Later you can decide what they’re for.  See where they take you.  Let the journey begin today.

 

post trauma, get help October 7, 2011

Filed under: Commentary — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:52 am
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A high school class mate of mine, Stu Aspinall, was touched by the story of a soldier returning from Afghanistan. The vet suffered from Post Traumatic Stress, and without the support he needed to deal with the depression and anxiety, he took his own life. Stu wrote a song called Soldier Boy to raise awareness and funds for PTSD. Every 99c download on iTunes and CD Baby will help support the cause.  Stu has teamed up with the Veterans Transition Program at the University of British Columbia which is doing amazing work to help soldiers deal with PTSD.

PTSD is not the sole purvey of soldiers. Fire fighters, police officers, social workers, and victims of crime, among others, frequently must deal with trauma over what they are called upon to experience in their professional lives. I have seen this battle unfold up close, and I support Stu’s effort.  It is all too common that men are told to ‘tough it out’ or ‘suck it up.’   Trauma produces very real damage to the psyche, and the resulting mental illness must be acknowledged and cared for.  It is not a personal weakness, it is as real a wound as a shrapnel filled belly.  It needs to be treated appropriately.

Check out Stu’s video on YouTube, and if you like what you hear, give the video an official thumbs’ up, and go spend 99c.
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