Blowing Bubbles: Playing to Learn
Blowing bubbles as a scientific experiment. How far away from your mouth makes the best bubble? Where on the hill? What about wind currents?
Children know the answers to these questions. Do you?
Blowing bubbles as a scientific experiment. How far away from your mouth makes the best bubble? Where on the hill? What about wind currents?
Children know the answers to these questions. Do you?
My feeling about class are complicated. I grew up in an ambiguous class environment. All three of us kids were raised to work…and work hard…on our big gardens…on wide-flung family construction projects…on our music, and homework. My respite was walking in the woods and reading. We got good grades. My sister became a world class…
Blog Action Day is today, with a focus on Poverty. Currently 9,394 Sites with an audience with more than 10,612,112 readers are registered in Blog Action Day 2008. Last year, I participated when bloggers focused on the Environment. Read my post on how it’s “Easy to be green at the Carelton Hotel in San Francisco.”…
Because of Alan’s time in Afghanistan, and because of the timing of his work with the UN in Afghanistan from 1993 onward, I was thrilled when he agreed to review the political satire “Charlie Wilson’s War.” I’d seen the film, thought it well-made, and well-acted, but really could find no words to share. So, it…
Hi, Janet, How cool that you’re in Austin and having a great time! Some other places that you might enjoying visiting to eat out are the East Side Cafe which is not too far from where we used to live in Wilshire Woods (http://www.eastsidecafeaustin.com/) and Curra’s (http://www.currasgrill.com), both favorites of mine. And BE SURE to…
My friend Judy Tart (woman of wide-ranging intelligence and heart) has appeared on Riehlife several times in the Village Commons category. She is, in effect, one of the contributors to the Riehlife Blog-Magazine. Today she writes about a site that gives you a WALK SCORE. “You enter your address (or where you are thinking of…
The Daughter Remembers I remember when you woke me, Mom, at 1 a.m., against all precedent, to watch the shimmering red-blue aurora borealis and the dark night and stillness. You wrapped me in a red-checked blanket and held me close, until I fell asleep against you, arms wrapped tight. I remember when you divided the…
Aw, I haven’t played like that in so long. Just the thought of it though warmed me through.
Damaria,
I think of you as young in spirit.
Also, I think of you with your child that you mother so well.
Janet
Thanks Janet. I’ll send the pic. Don’t have a recent pic I can send, but have been planning to take one and will send it through when it’s done.