Worried?

Sorry it's been so long! I hate not blogging for a while!

I know my last post was kind of miserable, but don't worry. I don't let it get me down too much. Shabbos was really nice. I was at Erica's (and my) friend Aviva's house. It was so relaxing. My brother is at my cousin's house. I was so excited when I heard he was coming in! I hope to get to hang out with him later. Right now he and my cousin are watching TV, so I doubt they will come out into civilization in the near future. Aviva, Erica and I are going to head back into the city soon. Aviva wants to play dress-up. Sigh...girls. Hehe.

The rest of the week was pretty okay. On Wednesday we had an amazing class. It was our language and literacy class for education. It's a class where we learn about teaching kids to read and write using children's books. For the past few weeks, the teacher has read us very meaningful books. On Wednesday, he read us one called "The Jester Has Lost His Jingle" by David Saltzman. In short, it's a book about how a jester tried to find out why everyone in the land had lost their senses of humor. He ended up going into a hospital and making a little girl with a tumor laugh, and it caught on. The point of the book was to teach that laughter is inside of all of us. Then there was an afterword by the author about how he was diagnosed with Hodgkin's disease and started crying. Then his jester (that he created by doodling in class one day) came to him and asked him why he wasn't laughing. He realized that he shouldn't be sad, he should be enjoying life. He wrote a beautiful entry in his journal which I will post when I have it in front of me.

Then on the back flap of the book, there was an "About the Author" written by Maurice Sendak. He wrote about the schools David Saltzman went to and all the things that he did. It ended by telling us that David died 11 days before his 23rd birthday. Everyone in the class was stunned. After that discussion, our teacher told us about a little girl in PS 41, where he was principal, who was beaten to death by her father. He told us the whole story. I don't want to write it because it is really disturbing. You can do your research by googling Lisa Steinberg. It was an extremely disturbing story. The point was that we have to be aware of what goes on in the classroom. At some point in the year, we have to attend a child abuse detection seminar. This world is insane.

IN OTHER NEWS...well, there isn't much. Just wanted to give a quick update for those of you who were getting worried.

SHAVUA TOV!