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| Swiss Guards Standing Guard near the Cancello Petriano in the Vatican City. The Paul VI Audience Hall is visible in the right background. The Teutonic cemetery is also visible straight ahead and to the right is part of the Colonnade of Saint Peter's Square. (Image Credit © 2007 Greig Roselli) |
24.3.10
Photograph: Swiss Guards
In 2007, I visited the Vatican and took this photograph of two Swiss Guards.
I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.
Video Repost: Is this the End of Publishing?
I thought this video was thought-provoking. I presented the video to my classroom with mixed results.
- "I get distracted when I read. It's not ideas I don't like, it's reading."
- "I think it's ironic they posted it on Youtube."
- I get it but it's hard to explain."
- "Well, I don't read but I'm still smart."
- "I read in magazines what Lady Gaga's wearing, does that count?"
- "Oh, it reverses!"
- "They say 'Lady Gaga" with an "R" sound."
I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.
22.3.10
Handout: Invocations Inspired by the Odyssey of Homer
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| A little handout of made up invocations for the Odyssey (with apologies) credits: odysseus, penelope, telemachus, athena text: greig roselli © 2010 with apologies to the muses and to homer. |
I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.
21.3.10
Poem: Test Anxiety
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| photo credit: trainsignaltraining |
pen to paper smooth
his face squished, concentrated
in the morning,
before school
he is aglow with the joy
of youth
in the span of a day,
will you complete the cycle of turns?
will you go from ruddy to rude?
from studious to confused,
or cling to a man, a boy or a girl,
unaware as of yet on how to
articulate a body in space
time
laughing, loving
the essence of being human?
I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.
NOLA: Saint Charles Streetcar at Nashville
Passenger Peering
Streetcar Seat Slats
Groovy Grounds
Location: Green St, New Orleans, United States
I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.
20.3.10
Poem: "Weight Problem"
I was shaving, showing my tummy in the mirror
A plump pudge gathered round
my navel,
a pink mound
peering and chuckling
over my pyjamas.
I poked my pinky into my flesh
a skin landscape, a planet of hair
laughing back at me
as I glided my razor across my
smooth gillette face.
my navel,
a pink mound
peering and chuckling
over my pyjamas.
I poked my pinky into my flesh
a skin landscape, a planet of hair
laughing back at me
as I glided my razor across my
smooth gillette face.
I am an educator and a writer. I was born in Louisiana and I now live in the Big Apple. My heart beats to the rhythm of "Ain't No Place to Pee on Mardi Gras Day". My style is of the hot sauce variety. I love philosophy sprinkles and a hot cup of café au lait.
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