Archive | February, 2013

Stars in Brooklyn

12 Feb

Did you know you can still see the stars in Brooklyn?

In other news, I saw an Argyll Robertson pupil today, the so called prostitute’s pupil.

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The third New York

9 Feb

There are roughly three New Yorks. There is first the New York of the man or woman who was born there, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size, its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter— the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something. Of these trembling cities the greatest is the last— the city of final destination, the city that is a goal. It is the third city that accounts for New York’s high strung disposition, its poetical deportment, its dedication to the arts, and its incomparable achievements. Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness, natives give it solidity and continuity, but the settlers give it passion and each absorbs new York with the fresh eyes of an adventurer… —E.B. White, Here is New York, 1948

Park slope mums

8 Feb

I’m eavesdropping on a group of them making plans on what to bring up to the school. Too much homework, 10min of science a day too much, grade 8s learning about kings of west Africa, classes too much like college survey courses, why don’t they end school at 4 instead of 3 so they can do home stuff once at home, overinflated sense of curriculum, teacher got son in trouble for such a benign thing.

Park slope moms, every teacher’s dream. Good they are involved I guess.

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