Signal-free

I opened my laptop to use it today, and found it with the battery at zero power.  I considered briefly grabbing the charger, and then chose against it – I didn’t need to use the computer that badly.  And so, I closed the computer and put it back into its case to put it away.  As I slid it back onto its spot on the desk, I was suddenly reminded of Ed Sheeran, and felt a little bit like he is.

You see, I recently saw a Carpool Karaoke of  James Corden’s with Ed Sheeran.  In it, Ed Sheeran informs James Corden that he is still in the phase of not using a phone – the way to reach him is by e-mail, which he checks every so often on a computer.  Ed Sheeran actually said that he had a phone for about two weeks, I believe it was, but then the battery died, and he didn’t ever charge it again.  There were so many demands tied into having a cell phone, he decided to live life without it.  (It seems that Sir Elton John has no cell phone either, and it doesn’t matter much, because he can always use the phone of a nearby security person or the likes.)  While I listened to him talking about not having a phone, how it is just like living was for our parents before we were born (and even when we were still little), I was nodding along happily, feeling the thought of, ‘That is probably Really nice.’  It had me even consider if I could manage such a thing.  (I then remembered how I actually did that for about a month and a half just a few years ago, simply due to phone replacement issues.  It really was rather easy on my end, and I enjoyed it.  My mom totally hated it, though, despite the fact that we didn’t even live together.). I respected and even envied him a bit, but I was filled with a happy contentment of how that kind of lifestyle could be so blissful, in a sense.

And now, tonight, I felt just that tiny bit of connection to Ed Sheeran, as I found my computer battery dead, and chose not to charge it again, knowing that I would have used it for way long, if I had plugged in the charger and used the computer.  I know that this was just one time, one day, but it reminded me of what could be possible for me in the (possibly near) future.  It was really nice.  A little bit silly, too, but that just makes it even better. 😛

Post-a-day 2018

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Troubleshooting

I’m not so fond of computer company policies right now, because the ‘easy update’ on my rather new (but not brand new) Apple computer hasn’t been going so well these past 12 hours of installation…

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Sigh…

Post-a-day 2018

A letter to Santa and a new perspective

I wrote a letter to Santa today.  Well, I typed it.  I 21st Century wrote a letter to Santa.  I felt a bit odd at first, realizing how long it had been since I had written him, as well as the fact that I always just asked for things from him, but never offered him much, and never really got to know him.  I realize that this is Santa, but it calls to mind how I might relate to others in my life.  Have I taken the time I normally would want to take to get to know someone, or have I learned just to ask for things, because of that someone’s understood role in my life?  How can I turn my unintentional and unnoticed selfish into selfless in my relationships with others?

 

Post-a-day 2017

Bring your parents to work?

Do you remember showing your parent(s) around your classroom when you were little?  Perhaps this is a little too American white bread, but I certainly remember it.

I was all too excited to show them my sleeping mat and cubby hole when I was in kindergarten, and then my desk and the hook for my backpack as I got older in elementary school.  In middle school, it became my locker, where I sat for lunch, and my favorite classrooms and teachers, but with just a little less enthusiasm each year.  By high school, I was not so animated as I had been as a little girl, but I still loved getting to show my parents or family members around my school.  Grandparents Day was one of the coolest things, because I got to do just that with my grandparents.  College was a little different, because it’s college.  However, I still totally loved showing my parents around my campus and dorms, and introducing them to all of my friends and acquaintances and teachers that I could find.  Even when I studied abroad, I reveled in showing them my stomping grounds.

And it was normal at each stage to be showing my parents around the areas.  But it is not normal now.  Why does that suddenly stop when we become “adults” and being “real jobs”?  I don’t know of anyone who shows his or her parents or family members around his/her office.

But now that I am an adult and I have a job (I’ve had many already, actually), my desire to show around my parents and family members hasn’t changed.  When my brother was visiting from Japan, I desperately wanted him to come see my classroom, see my apartment.  I giddily showed my mom around my first school (for my first full-time teaching job), when I convinced her to come to a dance performance there one evening.  My desire to have my parents be able to relate to my everyday has not lessened, not at all.  I still want them to see my everyday stomping grounds.  And, for the most part, I’ve been able to get them to see a decent amount of it these past few years.  Even in Japan, where guests aren’t typically allowed on campus, I got to bring my mom to both of my schools, and she helped teach a cooking class for the English Club at one school, and helped out with English classes at the other.

So, I guess my concern isn’t all too valid after all… I somehow manage to make it happen for me, anyway.  However, I do still wish that it were more of a cultural standard to bring one’s parents and/or family members to work, at least for a coffee or tea hour, or something like that, just so they can have a real glimpse of what it all is.  I just think it would be way awesome.  Kind of like how Open House used to be, where I’d go meet my teachers with my parent/s, and show my parent/s around my school.  Man… this would be neat.  It also would be very helpful in cross-(whatever the word is for work areas – I’m tired, okay?) interaction and understanding.  My dad works in computers and oil & gas.  He would be amazed to see my work, and I to see his.  They are just such different worlds that we have much to be learned from interacting with one another’s worlds.

I imagine loads of people would be utterly uninterested in this idea, but I hope that loads also would be in full support of it.

Post-a-day 2017