Logarithms, adjectives, and big life transistions

Life is always changing but there are moments when the transitions become significant in ways that make us see them clearly, poignantly. I am experiencing such a moment, which explains why I haven’t been posting here as frequently as I would like.

One big change coming up for me is the NYC Teaching Fellows program I will be starting in June. Not only does this mean I will be moving the New York City in a few months, but it also means I will be starting a whole new job, as well as, another master’s program.

I have a folder of paper work that needs to be completed and sent to New York. I also am beginning to prepare for the LAST and CST Mathematics exams. The folks at NYC Teaching Fellows sent me some useful study material, pages […]

Parental Advisory Explicit Lyrics

My previous post was about Langston Hughes, so it is fitting that now I’m posting about Zora Neal Hurston (even though I missed her birthday by a couple of days).

Back in the day when I was first discovering Langston Hughes I read a play he co-wrote with Ms. Hurston. It was a source of many bad feelings between the two, but Mule Bone itself was very entertaining and funny.

In this recording I found at the Black Media Archive, Ms. Hurston shares several folk songs she had picked up  in her travels in the south. Not only are the songs themselves pieces of history, but the fact that this writer was so interested in finding them and remembering them is very edifying. And when you listen to Uncle Bud , you know why the title of this […]

Rivers ancient as the world

In my early twenties I got my GED and started university. Like many folks around that age, I began working to discover/create myself. In addition to my college courses I bought stacks of books from the African-American Studies  section of the university bookstore. Among them was the novel, Not Without Laughter. It was amazing to me, a story so intimate with my own but one I had not known existed. It was a mix of discovery and creation.

But since that was my first encounter with Langston Hughes, I have the impression of him as novelist while the rest of the world knows him as a poet. I think he considered himself a poet, rather than a novelist as well.

And I have come to appreciate his poetry too. Nothing has touched me in the way reading Not […]