Greig in Sixth-Grade, circa 1992 |
Stones of Erasmus — Just plain good writing, teaching, thinking, doing, making, being, dreaming, seeing, feeling, building, creating, reading
26.10.17
Photo: Sixth Grade Photographic Portrait
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I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.
19.10.17
Family Photograph of Mom Skipping Rope in Chicago
Pamela Roselli skips rope in Chicago, Illinois (circa 1997) |
We were walking the streets of Chicago back in 1997 or something like that and Mom decided to play jump rope with the neighborhood kids. Great memory.
We had driven a car to Chicago from New Orleans. We wanted to go to a Cubs game and to see the Chicago Art Institute.
We walked a lot in Chicago which is why I like this photograph. I wonder who those kids are? Do they remember this moment? Mom looks young and energetic, waiting for her time to jump rope. The boy with the hoodie is trained on his game and the girl in the sky blue dress is counting time.
I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.
Recollections: College Visitations back in 1998
At Centenary College in Shreveport, Louisiana circa 1998 |
I visited Centenary College in Shreveport, Louisiana, when I was a Senior in High School. Mom drove me. We spoke to the professors in the Liberal Arts department, and I asked them questions about their philosophy program.
I did not enroll in the school - I ended up becoming a seminary student at Saint Joseph Seminary in Saint Benedict, Louisiana.
However, Centenary symbolizes the trajectory I could have taken if I had chosen to stake out my own way as a college student on my own terms.
I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.
29.9.17
Teenagers Read and Write with Early Childhood Learners at the Garden School in Queens
In this blog post, I write about teaching international students at a school in Queens.
A Seventh Grader holds up a sign he made for our school's annual International Night. |
To put into perspective how vast this group is: approximately one million international students are studying in the United States alone, according to the Institute of International Education (IIE). Of that group, roughly one hundred thousand are middle and high school adolescents. So I am one lucky teacher. My experience as an international student also adds further depth to my appreciation for this amazing opportunity - I had a student visa when attending the Higher Institute of Philosophy in Leuven, Belgium, and I lived in the American College.
One activity I love doing with my students is having them read to younger kids. It is a fun, low-stakes way for kids to learn from each other. And it's fun. Here are some photographs to document our learning together:
A kindergartener and a Tenth grader write a story together for a Language Arts project. |
An Eleventh grader conducts a read-aloud for a couple of Early Childhood students. |
I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.
7.9.17
Recollection: Catholic Confirmation at Mary Queen of Peace Church (c. 1990s)
Me, Archbishop Philip Hannan, and Georgette Pintado (Nanan) |
Throwback post to 1997 - a Catholic Confirmation ceremony at Mary Queen of Peace Church in Mandeville, Louisiana.
In the Catholic tradition, young people get confirmed. It's the standard rite of passage for Catholic youth. You take some classes. You go on a field trip. You take on the name of a saint and you choose a sponsor to help support you in your Catholicity. At sixteen years old, I was confirmed at Mary Queen of Peace Catholic Church in Mandeville, Louisiana. The pastor was Father Ronnie Calkins - a really nice guy who I later knew better when I joined the Seminary. But that's another story.
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I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.
29.8.17
Photograph Taken a Few Days After Hurricane Katrina at Mom's House in Madisonville, Louisiana
Maggie and Greig, Madisonville, Louisiana circa August 2005
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On August 29th, twelve years have passed since Hurricane Katrina stormed the Gulf Coast in 2005. Here is a blog post to commemorate that event.
You can make out the outline of Mom's house in the upper left-hand corner of this photograph. A fallen power line is draped over a felled tree. You can see that the massive oak still stands. Everything else is scattered, twisted, and torn. On August 29th, twelve years have passed since Hurricane Katrina stormed the Gulf Coast. Katrina was a monster wind storm - and this photograph attests to that fact.
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I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.
"Welcome" in Nine Languages
Photo by Cathal Mac an Bheatha on Unsplash |
Inspired by the welcome sign in the Museum of Modern Art's lobby, it behooves me to share the text of "Welcome" in nine languages.
So here is the text from the MoMA sign with translations (in machine-friendly rendering):
Willkommen - German
ようこそ - Japanese
Bienvenue - French
Benvenuto - Italian
And in English - Welcome, this way to art
欢迎 - Chinese (Simplified), Shanghainese
Spanish - Bienvenido
Cantonese - 歡迎
Bem-vindo - Portuguese
환영합니다 - Korean
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English,
language,
signs,
Teaching & Education,
welcome
I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.
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