The Unbelievable Lightness of Bears
Yesterday Andrew made a very nice Ferrari race gif -- which will show up on the car webpage soon. T remarked how A likes cars. I said, "Me, too." She said, "I don't like cars." [H said, "She rides a turtle to school every morning!"] She said, "I like horses." [H said, "She rides a horse to school every morning!"] I said, "So do I. Just because you like one doesn't mean you don't like the other."* She said, "I like cars, too. I like Lamborghinis."
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I've been getting movies from the library, and wind up with interesting juxtapositions -- I just saw (again) Women In Love, and The Incredible Lightness of Being. I loved W-In-Love (book and movie) and Point Counterpoint -- part of my delving into the 1920s that I did in the 60s -- thinking the 20s were a lot like the 60s. I think the whole idea of "it skips a generation" is caused by lots of people doing the opposite of whatever their parents did. If the parents were strict, some children would grow up to be lax parents. My own parents were... hmmm... well, that blows that theory. I spend my childhood on the back of a horse, miles from home accompanied only by my dogs, and my parents never asked what I was doing, or even thought about it. I always had to write my own excuse notes for school since my parents wouldn't do things like that -- they told me school was my job. I have always been completely anti-authoritarian. I even tell my students not to pay attention to me (however if they get annoyingly out of line I fall back on my fake authority and kick them out for my own convenience). They are better off if they don't follow anyone blindly, so I'm happier if they know they have to decide if I'm FOS and invent their own way of doing something or take what I say as true. Yesterday I developed a huge headache, which I still have. Ugh.