Posts Tagged With: a photo a day 2011

An iPad Nightmare: Back on June 9th





So yesterday at our HighFalls meeting, I have my laptop and my iPad. I want to be coo, so I opt to take notes with my iPad using my wireless keyboard.  I am clicking away… great notes… pages of notes… two hours of notes.  Tom stops a bit just watching me go crazy…

Okay. the meeting winds down,  I start to pack up and put all my tools in my bags…

At lunch I return to my ipAd to check some dates, and on my notes page there’s only lines of >>>>>>>>>>>>!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!2222222222222222 as if I leaned against it.  Notes are gone and nothing is backed up on my email.

Tom watches my panic and tries to reassure me… Don’t worry I have some notes.

But I took pages…

On my way home I stop at my local Apple Store and get immediate sympathy and a spot on the Genius Bar line.  Lots of sympathy and the genius, Dave does fix the issue but the notes ARE GONE!

Rats, and Life Goes On…

Turning a new page with my iPAD just a bit wiser,


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Returning to the Village: SOLT

Finally,  a sunny, spring Saturday in the Village without heavy jackets and finally, a day we could meet up with family at the A.O.C.

There’s just four years difference between us, but growing up my cousin Arlene and I were never in the same social group.  Her older sister, Carrie just months younger, was the one I spent time with and finally on Saturday we lunched together.

Yes, it has taken way too long, but family is precious and yes better later than never.

Tuvia was thrilled to be out, to be in New York City and to be meeting new people.

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What a Weekend!: SOLT

What a wild weekend! It was a beautiful Friday and I was on my way to a local airport to pick up Troy Hicks, our keynote for our tech conference scheduled for Saturday.  I had great plans: a stop for coffee, a walk along the Hudson on a new walkway bridge, a dinner with our writing project’s tech team, a great place for an overnight and up in the early morning and off to the conference.

BUT, plane issues stopped me dead in my tracks.  Calls back and forth with Troy waiting patiently in Philly and the clock was ticking, closer and closer to 4:30, 5:30, 6:00.  I gave up the walk along the Hudson, after 3 hours I made my way to the parking lot, got in my car and called Troy once again, just one more time before I put the ticket into the slot on the way out of the lot.

He would be able to get closer to New Paltz but it was clear he would not be joining us at all on Friday night. Now we had to hope that he would at least make it easily for the conference the next morning.

The dinner was great even though I couldn’t be Bonnie and Troy but the group needed this evening together to celebrate even though the conversation was not tech focused as it could have been with Troy.  It was in my head, but I was starting to lose my energy but I still had another 30 minutes of driving to Tom’s for the overnight.

I left with the stragglers at 9 and got to Tom’s for a glass of wine before bed and wow, I did sleep and it was a glorious sunrise with a panoramic view of the mountains and Troy was just 30 minutes away from us.

We were up for coffee, oj and just one slice of toast and I was off to the center, where members of the HVWP staff and tech team presenters were coming in with me.  There was that great hum of activity that I love so much and Troy was just one call away right at the entrance.  And everything was moving.  The main room was filled with participants: 70 teachers, HVWP TC’s, SUNY’s pre-service students, and a few administrators.

I would be presenting with my buddy Jack in the afternoon, sharing our current year-long issues based  program that a great 8th grade teacher team has been working on with all 8th grade students.  We were almost ready…we were ready.

And after I stepped aside with my introductory comments about Troy, I picked up my camera and shot photos and worked the video camera.  But as I sat down and took a breath and tried some tweeter back channelling, I couldn’t stay focused on what Troy was talking about.  I just couldn’t keep up my energy.  This effort at multi-tasking just doesn’t seem to work for me. I think I can but I don’t walk away with much. Good thing I have the video tape.

The day was a long one, a successful one, a huge one for me.  I looked like I was loving it but it did take a toll.  I couldn’t be in the specific moments of it, not until I was in my car and on my way back home, to dinner with Tuvia.

I have been asked to post a reflection about the experience and honestly, it flew away from me.

I do remember well, sitting across the table from Tuvia at Bone Fish enjoying our shared steak and the next early morning news about the MISSION ACCOMPLISHED in Pakistan!

We watched the White House Correspondents Dinner on CSPAN and Obama and Seth Meyers were great, funny and clever in their humor and we went to sleep, we went to sleep. But Obama went downstairs and watched the operation that took down Bin Laden, finally!

So it was a great weekend even I couldn’t feel it all in real time the way I did in my head.

PS: Obama the Commander in Chief.  It’s clear that the President is off when it comes to education reform but I do support him as the best person we could have in his role and taking down Bin Laden was fine with me.  Many people on FB are quoting Martin Luther King and his position on celebrating death, even someone evil.  I’m wonder about the rest of that quote.  It’s taken out of context.  I would have liked to join the crowd at the ruins of the World Trade Center that night.  I don’t think I’d been drinking a beer to Bin Laden’s death but I do give Obama and the team my great thanks that someone who thought so little about the lives of Americans is gone.

I just responded to a post that tried to strip the President’s role from the action and that is disturbing.  It’s that racism rearing its ugly head once again.  We no finish with the birth certificate that there’s yet another effort to demean the first black/white president.  Now that’s a place to include a quote from Martin Luther King on issues of racism.  Imagine how he would feel to watch Barack Obama as President of the United States!

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Not This Time: 29/30

Not this Time… 29/30

One more day for April’s poetry-writing challenge

and I confess,

I didn’t have a poem or an image

for each day.

I did miss the struggle and pleasure

of creating and publishing

but no guilt.

I continue on…

in this sunshine here and there

as I watch “the wedding” from our bed

as Tuvia tolerates.

And as we move to kitchen for breakfast together,

I click around, waiting to put the final touches on our

workshop for tomorrow’s

HVWP tech conference,

and the last day of April poems.

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The Journey Home I & II: 25/30

The Journey Home I and II 25/30

A speeding train bolts out of the
BMI station and I burrow into my
double seat.
My iPad instantly connects me with
my online world,
and my cell phone allows for
regular check ins at home.

But there’s a glitch in his recovery
and talk of calling 911,
for an ambulance.
And suddenly my
bullet train
can only gallop.

I wait in 30 minutes
of phone silence
for the next
temperature check
breathing lightly.

Out in the NYC real time race
I make a gargantuan effort
to manage the weight of my bags
trying to look NYC cool.

There’s no Tuvia
waiting to grab
me up and take charge.

I join the taxi line
And even though
There are many of us,
this is New York
And we are instantly
Moving to the lined cabs.

My heaviest suitcase
is  taken from me
and effortlessly lands in the
pristine trunk
of my very own cab.

I enter the back seat
and meet my first
female driver.

She grabs up her fees book
To check for Paramus
And it’s not so expensive.

We make our way to the GW Bridge
and she trusts that I know the way,
no GPS necessary.

We ride without obstacles,
We fly along the Hudson,
We fly over the bridge
We fly on Route 4
We remember on Forrest and Oradell
to stop for the red lights
and we arrive in less than 30 minutes.

After all this independent
Indian cabbie,
Has been living in and loving New York
for 30 years and driving it for 18.
I am in good hands.

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Reseraching Loss: PAD 17/30

Researching Loss: PAD 17/30

I’m reading “A Widow’s Story: A Memoir,
Experienced and written by Joyce Carol Oates.
On my Kindle I have samples from other authors
Who have devoted time to write about their personal loss.

Last week I sat beside Tuvia
Breathing relief that we had dodged
A bullet.

But I’m thirsty to know more
From those who come before me.
I’m reading and walking with them.

Last week we missed a wedding in Cessaria
Tomorrow we will miss a funeral in Israel
A dear friend,
Who finally faded away
After a year of hard fighting.
This morning Eileen
Called to catch me up on her news of
Cancer lurking in her lungs.

Will my loss research help me
Live through my own eventual losses?

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Back to the Scale: PAD 16/30

Back to the Scale:PAD 16/30
Last night
In a deep slumber
I must have been dreaming

In those few moments
Between sleep
And real time
I had a

Icy Pink and white sneakers,
Padded white socks,
Electric blue running shorts,
A red well worn HVWP tee.
Out and down to the river,
In cool sunshine at 8AM
Serious walking, a bit of jogging.

A vision of
Past success
10 years ago, 15?

April 16, 2011
Spring is coming in late
Still time to pivot
And take a familiar seat
In Nanuet’s Jenny Craig
En route to Premier Fitness.

All I needed was the vision.
Could it be this easy?

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Spring Clouds: PAD 10/30

Spring Clouds: PAD 10/30

I held my breath on Friday
For good news about Tuvia
And then the same for Planned Parenthood,

I watched the President speak to us in the Blue Room
with the Washington Monument
as he sang the praises of
The Republican approach to cut
Programs rather than tax the rich.

So Obama bounds up the stairs to Lincoln
for a photo op with tourists
I read another tweet about
What it means to toss away
The National Writing Project.

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Just Lunch: PAD 7/7



A few slices of turkey and swiss on whole wheat,
A bag of baked Lays chips that I would never ask for,
A Diet Dr. Pepper to make the chewing fluid.

I’m here for a late lunch,
While Tuvia adjusts to a strange bed in 5428.
One test, another coming tomorrow.
So far, so good,
But there’s more to come…

I can’t sit with my iPad and catch up
On poems flying around Twitter and the iAnthology,
I can’t really take the time.

I have to remember: 5428…5428…
I worry that I will forget,but I can’t.

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Going Live: 5/30 PAD

It was chilly on Sunday morning
As I stood outside a closed Crumbs Cupcake shop
Waiting to spend real time with a Slicer,
Connected in our virtual reality

The streets of Ridgewood longed for more of us
But it was easier to make eye contact with each female passerby
As time moved us closer to 10.

An hour in real time
at a small table at the window.
Cupcakes to go,
Coffee to sip
As we talked, f-t-f.

Both teachers,
Living ironically,
Just one long road
We enhanced
our online foundation.

A year ago, motivated to write daily
With the Slice of Life Community,
Both of us took the challenge to heart:
First sharing our link
And then clicking around
From blog-to-blog
Reading, leaving comments.

For that month of March ’10,
And beyond, to weekly Slice of Life Tuesdays,
And another full month of March Slices,

We are virtual.
We are real time.
We are connected.

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