|Please, Mr. Postman|
October 12, 2017
Beautiful day out today. Only in the low 80's this afternoon. While I was outside with Nougat this morning, it was in the 70's with a gorgeous breeze. My songbird was back today, too. He's yellow-ish with black markings on his wings and tail. Still no idea what kind of bird he is, but I enjoy his singing. I saw a bluejay this morning, too.
I ended up spending most of the morning out there, since Nougat didn't want to come in. She woke me up at 8, and we were out till 9. We went back out shortly after 9 (after her breakfast) and didn't come in again till nearly 11.
Now she conned Mom into going out with her again. I can hear her barking.
The electrician came this afternoon and put up a new ceiling fan in my room. The old fan worked fine, but I hated the light fixture. It was a half dome of frosted glass. It was too dim, and I could never change the bulb. Now I have 3 lights with clear glass shades. Plenty of light. Instead of mounting the fan flush to the ceiling like the old one, he mounted it on a rod. I get more air that way, too.
He put the old fan from my room in the living room, so now it'll be cooler in there, too. (he put the old kitchen fan in there last year, but it was a tiny fan, and didn't do much in the living room)
So that was our excitement for the day.
Nougat was very good with the electrician here. She barked at him only when he moved the ladder......and I think she was barking at that, rather than him. She watched him work, and jumped up on him once for him to pet her. When he went outside to check the motion sensor light in the backyard, she scooted right out the door with him. But she wouldn't stay outside with him, she opted to come back in when Mom opened the door.
I was reading our local paper this afternoon, and came across an article about a middle school teacher whose son is in the military. He told her that some of his buddies don't get much mail, so she decided to have her students correspond with the soldiers.
When she told the students they were going to be writing letters, many of them pulled out their laptops. She had to explain that they were going to be using paper and pens. I was surprised when I read that the teacher said many of the students had never written or received a handwritten letter. These are middle schoolers.....so they're what? About 12 or 13 years old? And they've never written a letter? Startling.
I've read that a lot of schools now no longer teach cursive writing. But it never occurred to me that kids would have never handwritten a letter. I think it's kind of sad.
Admittedly, I don't handwrite letters very much anymore. My friend Jonathan and I will occasionally exchange handwritten letters, but we mostly correspond by email.
I had a penpal from England from the time I was 9, up through college, and I remember waiting for the airmail letters. It would take 2 weeks to get here, and it was such a thrill when one would arrive. We used these foldable airmail letters, and we both would write as tiny as possible so as to cram as much onto that single side as we could. (I still have smaill handwriting, though it's gotten messier as I've gotten older. I blame it on my middle-aged eyes)
When I was in college, I looked forward to Mom's weekly letters. I used to post them on my dorm room door for others to read. And for at least my freshman year, my high school friends and I kept in touch with letters, too.
Long distance calls used to be expensive, and saved for special occasions. My maternal grandmother always wrote to my mom, and I'd find Mom in her bedroom, crying when she got a letter, cause it made her miss my grandma.
There's something special about a letter. You can hold it, and keep it and reread it. Not that you can't save and reread an email, too.....but somehow, it just doesn't seem the same.
Technology's made communication faster and easier for sure......but not necessarily better. Not that I'm about to give up my computer, or my online journal......but it's not the same as taking the time to ponder, to craft, and to physically put words to paper. I hope we don't completely abandon letter writing.