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Subjects From My Past

Photography I used to have a dark room. Trigonometry. No reference, the word causes anxiety though. Anthropology I used to live for this subject, imagining myself in Egypt on a dig. Art. I dabble, four hundred paintings later, I have no idea what I am doing. English. Worst 7th grade teacher ever, but I like it in spite of that ridiculous time. PreAlgebra No memory of this whatsoever, and glad of it. Homemaking. The only parts I liked were the sewing and the eating after the cooking. Reading. I can sit in a treehouse all day long, devouring a stack of books happily while Choking down my favorite sandwich – peanut butter, Miracle Whip and lettuce. Poetry. Love the cadence of it. Never have understood it. Apparently I do not have to.

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Date: 9/4/2018 11:43:00 PM
As Red Skelton used to say: "We just do 'em. We don't explain 'em." … Poetry, shmoetry … O'boy'etry… How's that for cadence, shmadence? ~ gw
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/5/2018 10:10:00 AM
Thanks for noticing my favorite parts!
Date: 9/4/2018 7:39:00 AM
I can so relate to this, especially the math anxiety/ selective amnesia. ha! And I adore that last line"apparently I do not have to"... lovely!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/5/2018 10:10:00 AM
Thank you Rhona. I am getting rather daring in my seasoned age.

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