Reena’s Exploration Challenge #122 — Professor Pettigrew’s Magic

Professor Pettigrew’s Magic … by Jade Li/Lisa

Lisa or Li's avatarTao-Talk

Credit: Daniel Salmieri in A Velocity of Being

Johnny’s English 101 teacher was the old-fashioned kind, and Johnny wasn’t sure he liked the old-fashioned kind. English 101 was Johnny’s 8 a.m. Monday-Thursday class in his freshman year at the community college. The first class Professor Pettigrew laid out the groundwork for the semester as he went through the syllabus. There were cubbys at the front of the room where all cell phones and laptops were to be deposited as one entered the classroom. Participation and Attendance counted for 50% of one’s grade.

The most unusual expectation was that one would read an actual paper book of at least 300 pages every week. Monday-Wednesday students rotated talking about the books they had read the week before. Thursdays were reserved for stream-of-consciousness writing about anything that had been covered for the week. Each alternating week, small pods of 4 students would choose…

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #122 – Reading on the Train.

Reading on the train …. by Michael

Michael's avatarMorpethroad

daniel-salmieri-a-velocity-of-beingImage: Daniel Salmieri

The commute was a daily coming together of some like minds. You got used to the same people sitting around you even if there existed little more than a nod of recognition between you.

My travelling companion was an avid reader, and on occasion, we compared the novels we were reading.

“Have you read Rachel Joyce?” I asked one morning.

She hadn’t and was immediately interested in hearing my thoughts on her writing.

She had written four novels I had read and thoroughly enjoyed. My enthusiasm must have been obvious as she took in my every word.

“I like the way she creates endearing characters and through them, she leads you along a path. All her books have a journey of some kind in them. “The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry’ takes in the journey Harold Fry makes on foot from one end of England to the…

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #122

Reena's Exploration Challenge #122 Time flies. We are already in the seventh week of 2020. I've been spending time with houseguests, battling network failures after 9 pm, working weekeneds, travelling and taking compulsive blogging breaks. Welcome to the roller coaster ride with me! I find my creativity getting dimmed at times, but the desire to … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #122

I am no Atlas

I am no Atlas to carry the world on aching shoulders with bleeding legs   your insanity weighs heavy and I wonder for how long…   How long will I mimic Atlas why don’t I shed the weight and breathe free? https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/02/13/tale-weaver-262-carry-february-13th/

Machiavelli

“We’ve been in power for so long …. this electoral defeat is going to put us totally out of control.” “You mentioned working as a responsible opposition leader in your interview yesterday.” Even in my distressed state, the smirk on Anand’s face did not escape my attention. The sarcasm hurt, but he was the only … Continue reading Machiavelli

Beginning

“This is where I started my career”, proclaimed the famous portrait artist. “In an antique truck?” There were gasps in the elite audience. “No. This was the first painting I made - an enhanced version of the toy truck I owned.” https://only100words.xyz/2020/02/13/three-line-tales-week-211/

The Last Book

The “Last Book on Planet Earth” was a huge tourist attraction in the museum. Everybody in the crowd could not get a glimpse of it, so images were flashed on huge screens.  Fluttering pages made people sit up and notice. It generated a strange sensation in them. Some even said that a peculiar smell emanated … Continue reading The Last Book

Twisted shapes

It feels nice to be back home after three decades. Other countries help us earn more, but one remains emotionally starved of connections, of companionship. I plan a meet for my old friends who are still there. It is hard work, but I’ll make it worthwhile. I still feel starved, even wonder if the connections … Continue reading Twisted shapes