by MarianBeaman | Apr 22, 2015 | blog, Education, Literature, Purple Passage, Quotations, Uncategorized
Spring cleaning! I have thrown out (read that, recycled) piles of files during the past two weeks. One I kept, though, was a Shakespeare file. I take my discovery of this file as an invitation to play teacher once more. Actually, another good reason is that tomorrow,...
by MarianBeaman | Apr 18, 2015 | Conflict, Education, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, popular culture, Uncategorized
My name is Marian. What’s yours? A familiar greeting . . . Names have always fascinated me. I’ve even written about names and naming in previous posts: What’s in a Name? and The Name Game. But what about name changing? Celebrities, like actors, musicians and other...
by MarianBeaman | Apr 4, 2015 | Easter, Education, Literature, Reflection, Travel, Uncategorized
Khristos voskres! Christ is risen indeed! These words spoken in Russian are the very first expression of Easter joy we hear on Sunday, April 24, 2011 as folks gather at Birth of Christ Church in Kiev, Ukraine, preparing for the worship hour. Here is the choir after...
by MarianBeaman | Mar 25, 2015 | book review, Conflict, Education, Gratitude, Neighborhood / Environment, popular culture, Travel, Uncategorized
Grandmother Kayaks from Maine to Guatemala for the Children at the Dump These were the words in my invitation to a reception promoting Project Safe Passage honoring Dr. Deb Walters’ efforts to raise funds via her Kayak trips. A stellar professional career behind...
by MarianBeaman | Mar 18, 2015 | Coming of Age, Education, Family / Nostalgia, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Quotations, Uncategorized
Where did you study? Was your desk a dining room or kitchen table? The couch? A separate room? Did you listen to music as you studied? Or did you tune out the noise of the household when you crammed for a test or wrote a report? Louise DeSalvo author of The Art of...
by MarianBeaman | Mar 7, 2015 | Education, meditation, Mennonite Lore, Tips, Uncategorized
I just talked to my brother Mark in Pennsylvania, and our 15-minute conversation was interspersed with his exclaiming . . . “It’s sleeting.” Then, a few minutes later, “It’s raining . . .” And finally, “It’s sleeting again!” It’s March and most people north of the...
