Daily Archives: February 15, 2012

Little People

My music students: even the troublesome ones are great!

1. Wolfgang Amadeus: My six-year old composer; he gets the recognizable gleam in his eye of the artist whose creative juices have begun to churn; he composes and writes music during uncontrollable waves of inspiration.

2. The Prince: he regally sits at the piano bench and uses phrases like “but of course” or “if you wish.” Seems mildly annoyed by statements of the obvious or simple reminders and on his own initiative learns advanced pieces in a startlingly short amount of time.

3. Earnesta: My six-year old little girl with bright blue eyes. During her lessons, she tells stories of boggling exploits, injuries, and activies, which include (but are not limitted to): winning twenty goals in half an hour (she is the best on the team), having a sudden, mysterious eye problem that made it difficult for her to see the notes, and setting up a stand in the park where she does magic tricks and paints peoples nails….even in the winter time.

4. Tina: A teeny-tiny girl, who had to be lured out first from behind a potted plant and then out from under the grand piano before her lesson. Then she refused to cooperate unless I let her perch on the edge of the bench and addressed her as though she were a bunny rabbit. I taught almost an entire lesson to a bunny. She hugs and kisses me violently before leaving every time.

There are many more….all of them very dear and interesting little people, but I’ll describe some later….

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Stars in the Making

I’m really proud of how hard these students work:

Megan: Composes and performs her own songs and was recently featured on Daytime Ottawa Tomorrow with her song Broken, which was written to promote the D.I.D.F. campaign for mental health.

Kevin: I’m not sure how this happened, but I found myself teaching a Public Speaking course. He’s brilliant, picks up songs in a flash, and can speak on his toes! He was recently on a TV series about how to make math fun for kids.

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More little people

Ernesta tells me with wide open eyes that she couldn’t sleep one night, so she got up to practice piano (to waste away the time). The song she played was “Waltz of the Christmas Toys.” With deep sincerity in her voice she states, “Then all my toys got up and started dancing around me while I played.”

Me: Are you sure you weren’t dreaming?

Earnesta: Oh, no! I told you, I couldn’t sleep.

Earnesta’s hands were sore. They were hurting, she told me, because she had been catching frogs all day, which takes a good deal of hand-squeezing effort.

Matilda: Each week, she gazes at me with large, sad eyes during the lesson as though her entire family has been massacred. Her responses are all in whisper form. I try to get her to talk, but so far, a nearly inaudible “yes” or “no” have been my main responses. Except for once, when she cracked and told me that she had seen a stuffed owl at the museum. It was a major break-through!

Ana: is a tiny Indian girl; so tiny, in fact, that I have to put a special seat at the keyboard so that she can reach. Her enormous eyes are almost only level with the keys. She giggles a lot through the lesson, and always tries to cover up the repeat markings at the end of the song because she knows that if you get to the song’s end you’ll have to play it again! And then if you get to the end a second time, those repeat marks will still be there, so you might have to play it again! And again…until the end of time!

Her worst excuse for not practising? She was too busy drinking milk that week!

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Joy to a teacher’s heart…

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Student Trauma

Stefan from Budapest:

Today 10-year old Stefan from Budapest gave the most elaborate excuse for having not done his English homework that I have ever encountered in all my teaching experience. It began with his recounting the story of an epic face-first dive into the snow, which involved a terrible skidding motion that embedded ice into his face; the story next described a cruelly insensitive father, who failed to treat his facial wounds properly; in fact, it sounded as if the father had been trying to permanently scar him by roughly trying to scrape the ice and snow off his face. It must have healed quickly though because Stefan’s face appeared as radiantly fresh and earnest as ever under his spiky hair. The terrible tale next involved the loss and mix-up of almost all of his school papers, a disqualified homework assignment that he was forced to redo, and finally a mistaken swap in which he took the wrong person’s bag home and left his own behind. With such an exhausting and traumatic week behind him, how could one blame the boy for having not written his descriptive paragraph? He pulled his worksheets out from his bag (thankfully intact and in the same order that I gave them to him last week) and set to work.

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Even More Little People

1. Minnie Mouse: Minnie has a very high sqeaky voice and asks countless questions. Much of what she says goes up in tone at the end, so even her statements sound like questions. She is also very easily distracted by any bright shiny objects in the room.

Minnie: “So I practiced a lot this week? It was fun. Can I learn a new song? I picked this one?” She is a little beginner, but she came with several recordings of songs that she wanted to learn. They were advanced classical pieces by Liszt, Beethoven, and Mozart, some of which took me months to learn at the height of my music life. “Pleeeeeeeeeeeasqueak?” she pleaded, “Pleeeeeease can I learn it? I want to learn one by next Thursday? There’s a school concert, and I want to be really good.”

Me (not wanting to crush her spirit): “Well, Minnie, you’ll definitely play these songs at some point, but I think you need to learn some other ones first as a bridge in between.”

Minnie (determined): “What if I practice 7 hours a day? I’ll do it! I’m sure I can learn it by Thursday. Pleeeeeeeeasqueak?”I ended up letting her start Bach’s Ave Maria, the easiest of her selections, but enough above her level to keep her happy. She didn’t have it ready for the next Thursday, but she has been learning it amazingly fast.

2. Todd the Terrible: I was told before taking him on that he is a wicked and lazy child (who lies and steals), that I must treat him harshly because he is so bad, and give him pages and pages and pages of homework. I discovered that he is not evil, but he does manage (despite my best efforts) to make poop, pee, barf, or farting a central theme in all his writing assignments. He told me once about the time he “accidentally licked a horse.”

3. Abigail: As cute and perfect as a china doll, she thrilled in saying “no” to my every request, tilting her tiny chiselled chin in the opposite direction, shaking her little curls, and sticking her button nose in the air. Every lesson was a deathly power struggle between us until I one day threatened to send her back to her parents. Her rosebud lips quivered, and her sea-blue eyes swam with tears of deep hurt. So I let my own lips wobble and pretended to boo-hoo as well. She understood that I was onto her tricks and began to laugh wickedly, and then……to play!

4. Tiny Tim: is the even tinier brother of Tiny Ana. So tiny, in fact, that he looks like a little mouse sitting on the piano stool. He giggles all the time as though everything I say is simply hilarious.

5. Josh and Jim: They are identical twin brothers. Black and six-years old, they are so cute, that I have to think of sad things before each lesson so that the sheer cute-ness does not overwhelm me. I had to teach them both how not to fall off the piano bench (this is a common weakness in my littlest students). What worked best was when I said that if they fell off the bench again, the sharks swimming around would eat them. They liked that and didn’t fall off any more.

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Constitutional Law and Natural Moral Law Abomination

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St Valentine’s Bathroom Break,….

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Yesterday came and went, another St Valentine’s day and still another cash draw for the flower/Hallmark greeting card industry. Sorry ladies, I just never bought into this! I had originally planned to write this post yesterday, but a pastoral instinct kicked in, that maybe it wasn’t the right time to bring this stuff up…So we’ll do it today!

St Valentine’s Day, a day when girls gush and men spill open their wallets to buy flowers, candy, clothes, jewelry, all sorts of sugar coated crap, (Yup! I said it!) in the name of love. Yeah right! More like in the name of the biggest marketing ploy ever launched upon our collective psyches! To begin, what the hell does St Valentine have to do with fat little winged babies throwing arrows? Really? Reeeeally? Their not angels,..the Bible shows angels telling people to not be afraid when they manifest themselves! Don’t know about how much fear fat little winged babies with too much rosy makeup would strike in me! So the marketing execs gets together at corporate headquaters and sitting around a table, brainstorm saying, ‘On the feast day of St Valentine, a bishop and martyr,..let’s turn it into a syruppy sugar coated cheesefest, complete with a Bonjovi ballad strumming in the backround,..(You know the kind where Ritchie Sambora really strains his voice providing backup lyrics such as ‘Whoooaaaa’ and ‘Yeeaaahh.’) On a side note, there were fourteen Valentines who were martyred throughout Church history! Which one are we talkin’ about?

A relic of St Valentine,..isn’t it romantic?

Okay ladies, so by now, your saying, yeah but this guy is discerning potential priesthood. Well, I do have a past and have had relationships. All I’m sayin’ is that perhaps, if we made it a holiday about Agape and not necessarily chocolate and fluff, we could salvage our economy by not running up credit card tabs paying for a make believe holiday!!!! Seriously,..this post was just meant to make people laugh! God Bless all married, coupled and single people!

St Valentine (All 14 of you,..) ,………..Ora pro nobis.

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Cardinal Puljic: Report on Medjugorje ready before the end of 2012

A news item:

Cardinal Puljic: Report on Medjugorje ready before the end of 2012
14 February 2012 – 14:57

(ASCA): Rome, 14 Feb: The commission appointed by Pope Benedict XVI to evaluate the authenticity of the alleged Marian apparitions at Medjugorje, led by Cardinal Camillo Ruini, is expected to present its concluding report before the end of 2012. “Within the year we want to finish our work and give our opinion to the Pope so that he may express his judgment,” said Cardinal Vinko Puljic, archbishop of Sarajevo and member of the commission, during the press conference announcing the Sant’Egidio community’s “Meeting for peace” which is to take place next September. “We cannot talk about what the commission is doing, because we are bound to secrecy”, the cardinal explained: “Our work is continuing. But we need to finish it this year.” (asp/mpd)

(my translation)

Source: ASCA

Thanks to Diane at Te Deum Laudamus for alerting me to the news.

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CMS Students on Tour

Here are some upcoming talks of current CMS students:

Peter Buchanan, “Caedmon and the Gift of Song in Black Mountain Poetics”, The Eighth Annual ASSC Graduate Student Conference – “Philology”, University of California, Berkeley, 24-25 February 2012.

Patrick Meusel, “Cynewulf at the Crossroads: the Stylistic Influence of Vernacular Homiletic Prose and Christian-Latin Verse in Christ B”, Cambridge Colloquium in Anglo-Saxon, Norse, and Celtic 2012: Junctions and Crossroads, Department of Anglo-Saxon, Norse, and Celtic, University of Cambridge, 22-26 February 2012.

Jessica Lockhart, “He Will Rock You: Havelok’s Boulders and the Problem of Wonder in Havelok the Dane”, Romance in Medieval Britain Conference, St. Hugh’s College, Oxford, 24-26 March 2012.

Elizabeth Watkins, “An Incomplete Text: Le Roman de Waldef and Cod. Bodmer 168”, Romance in Medieval Britain Conference, St. Hugh’s College, Oxford, 24-26 March 2012.

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Holy Friendship

Today we have another guest post, written by a good friend of mine, Madeleine Gubbels.  She has given me permission to re-post her blog entry here.  The original post can be found here.

The idea of holy friendship is one that is, unfortunately, lost in a society where “friend” is something achieved by adding a person to your facebook account after one brief encounter.  Friendship is meant to be much more than that.  I hope your reading below about Bls. Jordan and Diana will aid you, too, in finding and deepening true friendship with others.

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United in Christ: Bl. Jordan of Saxony & Bl. Diana d’Andalo

By: Madeleine Gubbels

“You are so deeply engraven on my heart that the more I realize how truly you love me from the depths of your soul, the more incapable I am of forgetting you and the more constantly you are in my thoughts; for your love of me moves me profoundly, and makes my love for you burn more strongly.”

You will probably be surprised to learn that those words were written to a Dominican nun from a Dominican priest in the thirteenth century. You may be even more surprised to learn that their relationship was nothing like that of Abelard and Heloise or of Martin Luther and Katherine von Bora. Indeed, the love between Bl. Jordan of Saxony and Bl. Diana d’Andalo burned ever passionately but ever chastely from the day they met until the day they died—and beyond! As Jordan wrote to her again:

…Why are you thus anguished? Am I not yours, am I not with you: yours in labour, yours in rest; yours when I am with you, yours when I am far away; yours in prayer, yours in merit, yours too, as I hope, in the eternal reward? …were I to die you would not be losing me; you would be sending me before you to [heaven], that I abiding there might pray for you to the Father and so be of much greater use to you there, living with the Lord, than here in this world where I die all the day long.
What an unusual pair of lovers! It is not often that the Church has seen a celibate couple bound to each other with such strength of love, though Francis and Claire of Assisi, and Jane de Chantal and Francis de Sales, spring to mind. Their relationship challenges us: how can a love between a man and a woman be so intense yet so disinterested, so detached?

The answer (as for all things good) lies in Christ: Diana and Jordan found mirrored in each other a love for Christ, a desire for heaven, and a passion for souls that matched their own. With this foundation, their love for each other knew no bounds—and it only strengthened their dedication to Christ and their service to Him as consecrated religious.

Jordan and Diana are a refreshing reminder that the complementary vocation to the married vocation, that of celibacy, is by no means a renunciation of love, even human love. They are also a reminder that all of our love must first belong to Christ and then to those around as, according to the vocations He has called us to.

And what do you know, Bl. Jordan’s feast day is the day before St. Valentine’s Day.

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For more information on these two extraordinary lovers in Christ see:

http://godzdogz.op.org/2010/02/blessed-jordan-of-saxony-and-his-love.html

http://www.domcentral.org/trad/dianajordan.htm

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Praying Lent – Online Ministry of Creighton University

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The Web site of

Online Ministry of Creighton University

offers an extensive number of resources for the Lenten season: Daily prayers, meditations and reflections, parish resources, an audio retreat, and even recipes for Ash Wednesday and Fridays during Lent.

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Plans for Anglican Use Mass, and Change of Location

Plans for Anglican Use Mass, and Change of Location

February 15, 2012

Members of the Toronto Anglican Use group are finalizing preparations for weekly celebration of the Anglican Use Mass.  There will be no meetings on 19 and 26 Feb, but the next meetings of the Group will be held on:

- March 4th (2:00 p.m.) at the Newman Centre;

- March 18th (2:00 p.m.) at the Newman Centre;

- April 1st (2:00 1:30 p.m.) at St. Michael’s Cathedral, 200 Church Street Sacré Coeur Parish, 381 Sherbourne Street, Toronto.

All who are interested in assisting with these preparations are welcome to attend.

We would like to extend a warm thank-you to Fr. Michael Machacek for allowing us use of the Newman Centre over the past year, and to the university students who helped with babysitting.  The Group will be collecting a contribution of thanksgiving to the Newman Centre Parish and, if you are unable to attend the March meetings but wish to donate, please e-mail us at 

ordinariate@torontoanglicans.ca

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La peine de mort

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La légitimité ou non de la peine de mort revient sur la table de l’actualité. Certains voudraient qu’on ouvre à nouveau ce dossier ici. Mais c’est une question de portée mondiale et il est alors éclairant d’avoir en tête quelques chiffres sur le sujet.

95 pays ont aboli la peine de mort de leurs législations. 9 pays prévoient la peine de mort seulement pour des crimes exceptionnels. La plupart de ces pays n’ont procédé à aucune exécution depuis très longtemps. 36 pays prévoient la peine de mort dans leur législation, mais ne l’ont pas pratiquée depuis 10 ans. Enfin, 56 pays la pratiquent encore aujourd’hui, dont des pays aussi importants que la Chine et les États-Unis. Ce grand mouvement mondial contre la peine de mort est un signe du progrès de la conscience morale des populations de notre planète.
Voici la position du Canada telle que formulée par le Ministère de la Justice : « La peine capitale a été supprimée du Code criminel du Canada en 1976. Après plusieurs années de débats, le Parlement a décidé que la peine capitale n’était pas une peine appropriée. Les raisons à l’appui de cette décision reposaient sur le risque de condamnations erronées, sur les préoccupations découlant du fait pour l’État de mettre fin à la vie d’un individu et sur les incertitudes au sujet de l’efficacité de la peine de mort comme moyen de dissuasion ». Ces raisons me semblent toujours valables.

Le catéchisme de l’Église catholique prend position sur ce sujet, mais sans exclure totalement la peine de mort dans des cas d’une extrême gravité. Mais Jean-Paul II a accentué cette prise de position en se prononçant souvent et très fortement contre la peine de mort. Il a vu « l’aversion toujours plus répandue de l’opinion publique envers la peine de mort » comme un signe d’espérance et s’est engagé dans la promotion de ce refus par les législations des divers pays. Il est intéressant de noter que le Colisée à Rome est illuminé chaque fois qu’un pays décrète l’abolition de cette peine de mort.

Jan-Paul II a fait valoir qu’une société moderne dispose des possibilités nécessaires pour réprimer efficacement le crime en rendant inoffensif celui qui l’a commis sans lui ôter définitivement la possibilité de se racheter. Les méthodes non sanglantes de répression du crime sont préférables, car elles correspondent mieux au bien commun de la société et à la dignité inaliénable de chaque personne. Il faut alors reconnaître, dans cette aversion croissante de l’opinion publique de plusieurs pays contre la peine de mort est le signe d’une croissance dans la sensibilité, morale et humaine.

On a fait état de certains sondages dans la population canadienne affirmant qu’une majorité serait en faveur que soit ouvert à nouveau ce débat. Si tel est le cas, je considère que c’est là un signal qui nous pousse à nous interroger sur la qualité humaine et morale de notre société. Quelle est la place dans nos valeurs dans le respect de la dignité inaliénable de toute personne humaine, même de celle de celui qui a bafoué sa propre dignité par des crimes odieux ? Et puis comment aller jusqu’à mettre en comparaison la peine de mort avec l’argent que ça coûterait de garder ces gens en prison !


† Roger Ébacher

Évêque émérite de Gatineau

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Safe place

I’ve had a brainwave: I must designate one spot in my home to be ‘a safe place’, so that when I say,”I’ll put

this

in a safe place” I’ll know where it is five months from now when I go looking for it with the vague notion that I have that very thing which just then crossed my mind.

Example of the moment: I’m losing three inches tomorrow in a drastic hair cut. It’s an emergency-measure cut, actually, because I came home with a scalding headache after work from having my hair in a ponytail all day. That drove the point home: too much is too much. The time before last I found a really good style that worked well, and I remember telling myself to put the picture which inspired the cut in … you guessed it… a safe place so I could show it to the next scissor-wielding artist to tackle my crown of glory.

Only I can’t remember where I put it, and I know I kept it, at least for a while, because I would come across it while dusting or sorting, and I would tell myself, “No, don’t throw this out, you must keep this forever!” But what seems a likely spot? In the closet where the hair goop is? On the bookshelf inside the flocked cover of Grown-up Glamour? In the magazine basket where so many stray bits and pieces of paper end up? In the desk tray where reminder notes and to do lists go to be forgotten?

You see how useful and less stressful it would be to have just one spot to check? Whether it be spare keys, a list of phone numbers, an odd sock, the tricksy bolt that keeps coming out of the chair – any time you were looking for any thing you’d know to look in ‘the safe place’.

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Operation "Spread the Wuuuuuv."

Today, I decided to do something constructive. There is a certain reckless insanity that comes over a person after a very painful experience, so I decided to make the most of it and do something perhaps a little crazy. I made lots of Valentine’s Day cards and gave them out to all the saddest looking people on Rideau street and in the mall downtown. It was fun! There was an old, depressed-looking hunchback (how much more pathetic does it get than that?) who shuffled by me, and I hid one in his bag when he wasn’t looking. I gave another to a very fat lady who looked at me suspiciously, then realizing what it was, burst out laughing and yelled out her thanks. There was a skinny girl who looked like a bean-pole (correction: she looked more like an upright knitting needle—even a tape-worm would have abandoned her), who was crying her eyes out, and I gave her one too. I can’t remember all of them, but I gave a couple out in a coffee shop, a number to people sitting alone in the mall, one to a mom with two kids, and one to a bum on the street. Some people were suspicious, especially the jaded-looking middle-aged women. One couple liked it a lot, so I gave them an extra to give to someone else…..They said they had the perfect miserable person in mind :)

Weird? Perhaps, but still a lot of fun and much better than being sad today.

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Operation "Spread the Wuuuuuv."