20 January 2009

small triumphs: successfully avoided eating a slice of chocolate cake

British Word of the Day: coffee - a watery brownish substance that stands in for an alternative only when the tea cupboard has proved completely bare and one is in need of caffeine.

I kid. My coffee habits haven't changed, and so I've found the coffee in England (of my own making) quite to my own liking. The Crick House is fully equipped with two French presses and I've just bought Peruvian coffee from Sainsbury's. (It was the cheapest one...)

But Really: crèche - a supervised room, area, or playplace for young children, found helpful especially during church services. (American's nursery). eg: "Honey, could you go get the kids from the crèche? I'll get us some watery coffee."

I went to another lecture today on Realism and Romance. It's beginning to occur to me that I should have started in literature from the very beginning: the Classics. No, not the "classics." I mean Ovid. I mean Homer. I mean Aristotle.

The books that the authors I currently study have read all of these old Greek and Roman tragedies, symposiums, and myths. If one is to understand the author one is studying, I feel as though I should have started where they did.

Feeling anthropological.

I really should be finishing skimming Wuthering Heights. It's actually a terribly emotional book, especially with the famous lines the terrible Catherine (the original) speaks about her affinity with Heathcliff:
"My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods. Time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees--my love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath--a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff--he's always, always in my mind...as my own being..."
So much to skim and type up, so little time.

I may stay up unhealthily late this evening to ensure the reading and essay will be in my tutor's hands by Friday afternoon.

Tomorrow I may attempt bread-making. Eep.

Cheers!

5 comments:

  1. Hey! Too bad you don't have a bread machine! Of course, it would proibably require an adapter and all that. How are those working out by the way? fine, I guess since you're still on line etc. Loved your line about the creche and the watery coffee at church. Sometimes you have to drink what you can get. Wonder if there's a church somewhere with really good coffee. what a combo that would be! I'm always sorry we didn't try the coffee at that Nazarene church on the coast. Another time...Well, I'm eating pot pie tonight and finishing off the Gilmore Girls. I'll be missing you. Love, Mom.

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  2. Thank you for the pictures. Like most education majors, I am a visual learner.

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  3. I'm glad you can now appreciate the glories of Sainsbury's.

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  4. There was a day when American education included classic mythology; currently it gets relegated to 5th grade "Greek Week" where kids make columns out of cardboard, dress in togas, maybe read a myth or two, and perhaps see an expurgated made-for-tv version of the Odyssey (or The Simpsons' version)---I'm using our Christian schools as whipping boy here (they sure get a lot of Bible, but they don't catch many allusions in H.S.) Mythology went the way of Latin language studies; thus the "Don't Know Much About . . ." book series, including The Bible, Mythology, Ancient History, etc.
    So much of historical lit has classical/biblical allusion, from Shakespeare to Emerson to Victorian Brits; it's my impression that modern lit has done away with the allusions as well. Films? "O Brother . . ." aside, I don't think "Troy" or "300" are enough to spur a new interest in the classics, though I do recall reading up on Heroditus (historian) after his being referenced in "The English Patient"
    Coming: a poem for you re cathedrals . . . .

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  5. British People: Using butchered French words to insult Americans butchering English.

    Also, I'm insanely jealous.

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