Wednesday July 27/11 
  This Inquiring Mind wants to Know...
          Why Congress and The House Don't Just Take
         A Nap!!! 
  FROM THE DAILY OM:
 July 26, 2011
Restorative Slumber
The
         Importance of Napping 
 A short nap during the afternoon is common in many countries and can provide an energy boost
         and clearer senses.
 
  As we focus on the many obligations we gladly undertake in order to create
         the lives we want, sleep is often the first activity that we sacrifice. We're compelled by both external and internal pressures
         to be productive during many of our waking hours. While this can lead to great feats of accomplishment, it also disrupts the
         body's natural cycles and leaves us craving rest. Napping represents a pleasurable remedy to this widespread sleep deprivation.
         Though judged by many as a pastime of little children or the lazy, the need for a nap is a trait that all mammals share and
         an acceptable part of the day in many countries. It is also a free and effortless way to improve our health and lift our spirits.
         A nap is relaxing and can improve our mood, vision, reflexes, and memory.
   
  
Lack of sleep, whether ongoing or the result of a single night's wakefulness, puts stress on the
         body and mind. It can negatively impact your physical and mental health. At one time, napping was considered a natural part
         of life. In the past hundred years, however, electricity and modern conveniences have provided us with more time to engage
         in personal and professional activities. Consequently there is now less time for sleep. A mere ten minutes of sleep in the
         middle of the day can leave you feeling more cheerful and alert. A half-hour long nap can sharpen your senses and refresh
         your energy reserves, and a shorter nap can even sustain you through a long day. Napping can help you make up for lost sleep
         and serves as a supplement to your usual sleep schedule. You may need to give yourself permission to nap by making naptime
         a part of your day.
   
          Feelings of guilt about napping or being
         preoccupied with other activities can keep you awake when you are trying to take a nap. If you need help, surround yourself
         with soft pillows and blankets or soothing music. Try to take a nap at the same time each day and use an alarm clock to ensure
         that you don't fall into too deep a sleep. Learning to nap and enjoying its benefits can help you reclaim your natural right
         to nap. You nourish your being every time you take a nap.
 
 SO, This Inquiring Mind Wants to Know why
         Napping wasn't included in Health Care Reform? The bill would have passed in a heartbeat! 
  Maybe this
         is what we should propose to the House and the Senate debating the Debt Crisis--
  PEOPLE! TAKE A NAP!!! 
  Margo@MomOpinionMatters.Com
         
   
              
  Wednesday July 20/11 
  This Inquiring Mind Wants to
         Know...
 So, let’s understand this. We now have,
         besides an alcohol, texting, and phoning problem—a marijuana quandary while driving. Surprise, surprise!
 
         There is a uniform blood alcohol limit over which we can be charged with driving under the influence.  We can be pulled
         over and fined for texting and phoning. But how would law enforcement enforce a Driving Under The Influence of Marijuana
         law? How would a police officer determine what level of high was okay? How would they objectively measure it?
 
         But regardless, the problem with legalizing a substance that alters perception, reflexes, and focus is precisely that it alters
         perception, reflexes, and focus. Do we really want that happening while driving a vehicle? Do we really want inexperienced
         drivers who just got their licenses 3 hours ago, adding marijuana to their already jumbled mix of distractions?  Do we
         want to have to worry about our fellow workers driving home tired and high?  
 
 And furthermore, This
         Inquiring Mind Wants to Know why, on the one hand, is there this push to legalize marijuana, while we tax and regulate
         up the kazoo, regular cigarettes?  What am I missing here?  I’ll take second hand smoke at the bar over a
         pot-smoking driver in my right hand lane any day!  
 
 It is enough that too many people, across the board,
         are already poor drivers, and /or sleeping, drinking and multi-tasking in their cars.  Add marijuana to the mix and you
         have one ugly, dangerous high that can neither be monitored nor regulated.
 So, don't let friends drive drunk. Don't
         let friends drive high.  And if they are taking medicinal marijuana, throw away the keys!
    
   Wednesday July 13/11 
          This Inquiring Mind Wants to Know...
 What Alien
         Designed This Airline Blanket?
  I was excited to fly out to California. I was going to visit my childhood
         friend for a long weekend. The best part was I had lots of miles, so this was to be a girls night in, free! I was used to
         flying Jet Blue to visit my son in college. This was my first time on American Airlines to the West Coast. 
 
 I
         find my window seat.  There is a blanket wrapped in a plastic bag on it.  How nice I think. Maybe later.  I
         settle in with my newspaper and magazines.  As the flight progresses the plane gets colder and colder. I am reminded
         of my travels to New York on the Acela wondering how Amtrak managed to build a more expensive and modern train that blew a
         draft of cold air from above right onto the passenger luckless enough to have the window seat.  If it were not for the
         points, and the time, I would have been much warmer and more comfortable on a Regional.
 
 So, here I am with my
         free miles flying to California. I would not complain. But I did need another layer. I unwrap and open up the blanket. Something
         is not right. Maybe there is another layer of blanket to open. I look around to see if anyone else has opened up his or her
         blanket. I look back at mine. It looks just like theirs.
 
 Okay I will try to make this work. I cover my legs.
         I pull the blanket up and try to get it around my shoulders. That will clearly not work.  I have to make a choice. 
         It is either my legs or my shoulders. All the while I am thinking this is a free flight. I am lucky to be going to California.
         Why should it matter that a stewardess -I kid you not- looking like the night of the living dead-comes up the aisle and asks
         if I want anything to drink, offers me tea in a styrofoam cup-once-the whole flight. But, the cabin is cold.  I am cold,
         so I need to make this work.
 
 I reconfigure this blanket a number of times trying to be very discreet so as not
         bother the passenger in the middle seat, who does not seem cold and is lost in a book.
 
 Then I take a long hard
         look at the blanket.  Wait a minute. Yes, this is a free flight. Yes, I am lucky to be going to California, lucky to
         have any blanket, there are people with nothing, starving and freezing, and yes I can survive the night of the living dead
         stewardess and one cup of tea but my Inquiring Mind takes over. It will not let me be. And it wants to shout out --Who designs
         a passenger blanket with dimensions of about 2.5 ft by 10ft?  Do we have visitors from other galaxies who have come to
         live here on earth and work at American Airlines?  Is the night of the living dead stewardess one of them?  All
         I can say is that this walk-the-plank size blanket could not have covered any human! 
   
          I saw dead people. I saw alien blankets! And
         when we landed in SF, I felt I had landed back onto earth-albeit absolutely frozen!  So, E.T’s if you are listening
         out there—You might want to take a good look at us earthlings. And if your leader could come around at least one more
         time and offer more tea, that would be nice too!
 Margo@MomOpinionMatters.Com 
   
    Wednesday
         June 29/11 
  This Inquiring Mind Wants to Know...
          Why We Put Our Bucket List In Storage?
 I went to a lovely funeral service yesterday in honor of a dedicated
         family man, brilliant scientist, loyal friend, consummate humorist, and obsessed trivia buff.  The varied stories told
         about him were both funny, and poignant. The most profound statement, however, came from his wife who said that even though
         her husband’s life had been cut way too short by a brain tumor, he did not need a bucket list. He lived it.
 
 I have a long bucket list I have yet to check off. I know my husband has one too. And I’ll bet if I asked most peers
         our age, they too would say—oh, yes, there is a bucket-a large one!  But rather than reviewing what my
         bucket list was,  I  found myself pondering where it was.
 
 This Inquiring Mind Wants to
         Know why most of us tend to put our bucket list in storage-always with the thought that when we finally clean out our
         inner chaos and clutter, we will get to it. Practicality, obligations, and financial constraints become on-going reasons for
         leaving it there. But, if we knew we were going to die , wouldn’t  we pull that bucket out from beneath the thick
         dust of  daily necessities,  and choose at least one thing from it to see, or do?  
 
 The idea that
         we should live as if we were going to die tomorrow is not new. Lots of people have talked about it.  But, hearing today,
         from a grateful wife that her husband had lived such a full life, was a very compelling reminder.
 
 I sat on the
         train from New Jersey back to DC taking stock.  I concluded that while life is filled with comedy and tragedy, joys and
         sorrows, accomplishments and failures, loss and gain, clarity and confusions, it should not be filled with collected regrets. 
         So, staring out the window, I vowed to take my own bucket list out of storage and keep it front and center before me. 
         I realized that my regrets will not collect from what I did right or wrong, but rather from what I didn’t try or risk.  
         
  Hello, bucket list. Nice to see you…
 Margo@MomOpinionMatters.Com 
   
          Monday June 28/11 
          This Inquiring Mind Wants to Know...
          When Will We Let Our Children Really Grow
         Up?
 I read How to Land Your Kid in Therapy:
         Why the Obsession with Our Kids' happiness May Be Dooming Them To  Unhappy Adulthoods. by Lori Gottlieb in the July/August 2011  The Atlantic  This is an excellent article on why parental emotional
         pampering does children an enormous disservice. When I wrote my on-line book: H20 to Go! How to Raise Emotionally Resilient
         Children with Heart, Humor & Optimism it was the end product of views I had held for many years, and articles I had
         written on my site-way before this generation reared its co-dependent head. Back then, I was committed to the belief that
         emotional resilience and maturity were far greater indicators of future emotional health and career success than intelligence
         and status. I was not only before my time but also without either a clinical psychologist's credentials, or research. Don't
         ask me how I knew, I just knew from my own observations and experiences with kids and parents.  I am grateful for Ms.
         Gottlieb's observations, research and findings.
  
 I listen to upper middle class parents tell me about their
         18 ear old 'teacups'. This is a phrase, according to Wendy Mogel, (A clinical psychologist in Los Angeles who became an advisor
         to schools all over the country) coined by college deans for incoming freshman who Gottlieb writes are 'so fragile that they
         break down anytime things don’t go their way.' So, we are rearing a society of young, upper middle class ‘teacups’
         who shy away from learning on their feet, whose parents are unwilling to let them fall, get back up and discover they can
         still walk! Have upper middle class parents become so much of a collective advance team that their kids have no idea what
         they could really accomplish on their own?
  
 Ms Gottlieb has provides ample research and citations. Dan Kindlon,
         a child psychologist and lecturer at Harvard states: It’s like the way our body’s immune system develops. You
         have to be exposed to pathogens, or your body won’t know how to respond to an attack". Jeff Blume, a family psychologist
         in Los Angeles believe that  "a kid needs to feel normal anxiety to be resilient". Jean Twenge co-author of
         The Narcissism Epidemic, and professor of Psychology at San Diego State University states that "Research shows that much
         better predictors of life fulfillment and success are perseverance, resiliency and reality testing qualities that people need
         so they can navigate the day-to-day". Yes! Yes! Yes!
  
 In H20 to Go! I mention the one emotion
         we parents should never show our young children. It is Fear. Our children need to see us fearless, (So, at times, we have
         to become really good actors!) They draw strength from our strength. And I always say to parents-Look, if it looks like everyone
         is going to die, then it doesn’t make much difference! You're better off saying-you'll be okay, we are going to make
         it through. When they grow older, they have this instilled faith when they confront stumbles, falls and setbacks. Gottlieb
         herself concludes: ",,,by trying so hard to provide the perfectly happy childhood, we're just making it harder for our
         kids to actually grow up.  Maybe we parents are the ones who have some growing up to do-and some letting go."
  
 Every time we interfere with our children's lives and try to smooth every pothole, what we are really doing
         is telegraphing fear. We are saying --I am afraid for you. I am afraid you will mess up. I am afraid you will fail. I do not
         have faith that you can make it through without support, and I do not really believe you can figure this out on your own.
         So, not only do we dumb down our kids (believe me they can figure out a whole lot more than we give them credit for) but we
         also signal to them that they’re not strong enough to survive, work through or past a problem. If we don’t believe
         they can, how are they going to believe they can!
  
 Summer is a wonderful time to take stock. Parents will
         be helping their children transition from one grade to the next. This is a perfect time to reevaluate how much smoothing of
         the way we want to do come the fall and the next school year. I continue to believe that until a child is 10, he/she should
         be nurtured as much as possible, and surrounded by as many positive models as is possible. But once children enter 6th grade
         the focus must change. It is then time for them to concentrate on their work not the people responsible for the work. There
         will be nice and fair teachers and not nice and unfair teachers (Just like Mom’s or Dad’s employers) That is life.
         Kids need to learn not only to accept that but also how to deal with their given lot so they don't get stuck in victimhood.
         The same goes for sports. They will win at a few games and lose a lot more. Losses and slumps are inevitable. Failure is inevitable.
         No true success will come without failure so we want kids to accept failure, learn from it and move on. As Jean Twenge says
         in Ms. Gottlieb’s article: if the kid participates in activities where he gets stickers for ‘good tries’
         he never gets negative feedbck on his performance. (All failures are reframed as ‘good tries") We do not want to
         redefine loss and failure. We want to let kids look at it straight in the face and learn from it. They will figure out for
         themselves what works and what doesn't.
  
 All we need to do for our children is to teach them empathy and
         a responsibility to a community larger than self, offer alternate comic ways to view reality, provide a wider lens of perspective
         and constantly reaffirm our faith in their ability to figure it out, and make it on their own. Every parent can do it. Heart,
         humor, Optimism. H20 to Go! If we do not allow our children to grow up we will be rearing a whole graduated 'teacup' generation
         of-what I have dubbed -'adult toddlers'. We will become so overly and seriously invested in our children’s emotional
         fragility, that they have will have no clue how to shrug off  and  handle their future lives on their own.
   
          One last comment on Atlantic's choice of a cover
         title. There is positive self-esteem and negative self-esteem. But, healthy self-esteem is important to fuel motivation, optimism
         and emotional strength. Rather, I would have renamed the cover -How The Cult of Coddling Is Ruining Our Kids.
         As defined in the Dictionary, to coddle means: To treat too protectively or indulgently. I think that covers it!
         Literally!
  
 Ms. Gottlieb’s article is a thought provoking and insightful view of the consequences
         of emotional pampering. For ideas on how to develop emotional resilience, especially in middle school, scroll down to the
         H20 Box and click onto the H20 Contents Page. 
  margo@MomOpinionMatters.Com
    
  Wednesday June 15/11 
  This Inquiring Mind Wants to Know...
  Why
         Can’t Saturday Night Live Be As Funny As Bridesmaids?
 I went to see Bridesmaids  not expecting more than an escapist two hours. What I saw was a terrifically funny
         film directed by Paul Feig, well written, by Kristen Wiig, Annie Mumolo (nervous woman ion the plane) and wonderfully acted
         by  Kristen Wiig,(Bride’s best friend) Maya Rudolph (Bride) both from Saturday Night Live and Rose Byrne (New best
         friend)
 
 I have never warmed to Kristen’s eccentric, neurotic characters on SNL. Nor, did I think the skits
         themselves were particularly funny. I have talked to many of my peers who go back to the golden years of SNL with Dan Aykroyd,
         John Belushi, Chris Farley, Father Guido Sarducci (Finda the Pope in the Pizza) and Rosannadanna’s news reports. SNL
         could never end their skits well. But who cared! They were too much fun to watch!  
 
 SNL is not funny anymore. 
         Outside of Tina Fey and Amy Polar’s political satire, SNL has nothing really interesting to offer. I see better humor
         in Sports Center commercials!  Every week I hope for better, and every week I am not only disappointed, but the humor
         gets more and more crude and sophomoric, as if high schoolers were sitting around thinking up scenarios.
 
 But
         then, there was Wiig on the big screen having co-written a mature screen play and playing an emotionally mixed up best friend
         of the bride with nuance, control, depth, and great comic timing. So, this Inquiring Mind Wants to Know why all this talent
         cannot translate to SNL.  Where are the great skits, and really funny characters?
 
 I am so happy for Wiig
         and Rudolph that they created such a great showcase.
 And in my opinion, Bridesmaids is the funnies movie I have seen
         in a long time.
 Yes, it has its crude and raunchy moments, but it is truly funny. 
 Wouldn’t it be great
         if the always crude and raunchy writing on SNL were also funny!  I keep watching and hoping.
 Margo@MomOpinionMatters.Com
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Wednesday May 25/11 
This Inquiring Mind Wants to Know How...
Even after Mother
                  Nature Causes Death and Destruction, She Can and Will Always Create Life. 
Mother  Nature creates glorious sunsets, gorgeous waterfalls,  kingly  mountains, brilliantly
         colored          flowers, majestic oceans, and a perfectly pattered butterfly.  She can also produce surging tsunamis, sweeping
         tornados, ferocious          hurricanes. explosive volcanoes,  and a devastating crack in  the earth. 
Mother
         Nature, in truth, holds a          double edge sword that possesses dynamically opposing powers.  It can heal and injure;
         build and destroy; give birth and kill.          What Mother Nature giveth over a long time, she can also taketh  away in
         a heartbeat.
She exists as the only force          in our universe that truly humbles us. She demands our respect,
         our fear, and our hope.
This Inquiring Mind          Wants to Know, how even after Mother Nature causes
         death  and destruction, she can and will always create Life.           She will bring forth the sun to shine after storms,
         allow a  plant to grow out of the dust, and give Man the power with which          to rebuild from rubble and ruin.
To all those impacted by the terrifying and deadly side of Mother Nature, my special          prayer that she will now show
         her savior side and shine down with warmth, hope, miracles and rebirth.
God Bless all affected.          And God Bless
         the children twice.
margo@MomOpinionMatters.Com 
 
 Wednesday          May 18/11 
This Inquiring Mind Wants to Know...
Why We Hold Our Young
         Children's Behavior to a Higher Standard          Than Our Adult Peers? 
Think about this: 
We tell our kids from a very early
         age to speak Truth--or at least not tell anything more serious          than a white lie. 
We show our children how to
         share with others 
We insist our children be polite and so we teach          them Manners-like please and thank you.
         
We ask our children to raise their hand and wait to speak  and/or to let          someone else finish before interrupting.
         
We do not want our children to swear or curse. 
Very young children          have a clear sense of right
         and wrong because it is so reinforced by parents, caregivers, and teachers. So this inquiring          mind wants to Know--
         why we hold our young children’s social behavior to a higher standard than our adult peers?           Why does
         it all dissipate with age?  Where does all that social etiquette go?  
Those  same toddlers and     
             pre schoolers so infused with appropriate group behavior become  grade school kids and tweens, then teens and young adults.
                  And for many of them, the line between what is right and wrong,  what is appropriate and inappropriate, not to mention
         what          is polite and rude grows fuzzier and fuzzier with each  developmental stage until at some point, the line simply
         fades. 
At what point is it okay to threaten and curse and swear to get a point across? And, more pointedly, when
         does it          become okay to cheat in a business, or marriage and then say those over used, empty words ‘I am so
         sorry for what I          have done to my family and friends.’ What is the point of teaching our toddlers manners and
         values if there is later          an Adult Pass for that same behavior? 
In my book I wrote a whole chapter called
         Heart of The Manner wherein  I spoke to this point exactly. And I ventured
                  the idea that we parents simply stop reminding our older youth  about Manners. Perhaps we parents need to pay as
         much attention          to how our children behave socially, and as we do to how well  they do in school. Perhaps we should
         concentrate less on their          A's in the classroom and more about their P's and Q's in the  outside world. After all,
         ask any young person who they truly          admire and not only is/was that person a great athlete or  artist, dancer or
         actor, writer or musician or whatever, but also          greatly respected as a person.
We parents are out the
          door and our older kids are much more independent.           We have no idea how they are behaving. They will never
         tell us  if they said thank you to a waitress for bringing the food,          or a cashier for bagging groceries or clothes.
         We will never  know if they did or did not let an elderly person have their          sit on the subway, or if they held the
         door for someone older  or with packages. Our older teens become us. Do we do all those          things? No. We allow each
         other to get away with a lot of  inappropriate behavior.
So This Inquiring Mind Wants          to Know when
         we will do away with this double standard of behavior, and go back to the basics drummed into our toddlers.          After
         all, why should they have to answer to a higher authority and get time outs and not us! It really isn’t fair!      
            
In fact, I wouldn’t blame then if they had a major tantrum over it--in the middle of a crowded supermarket,
         no          less!
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Monday May 16
 
Wednesday May 11 
This Inquiring Mind Wants          to Know...
'Land of the
         Stupid? Home of the Brave?'
I was in New York for Mother’s Day weekend.          My beloved city was in
         fine form, bursting with Mama energy and blanketed in beautiful weather.  
On  our way to the theatre, my husband          and I walked past Times
         Square, up Broadway amidst throngs of  tourists and visitors strolling, shopping and taking pictures.          Thenext day,
         we meandered up Madison Avenue to the Met, and  down Fifth to the village. 
It was while walking down         
         Fifth Avenue, that my husband suddenly stopped, looked at a  store window and laughed. He motioned to me to come look at the
                  ad etched on the glass. I read it. I looked at the store. But,  while my husband laughed, I stood shocked! No, the
         copy was          not suggestive, or in poor taste.  But, it was so outrageously  hypocritical in theme, that my mouth
         dropped! 
According to Wikipedia                  
 ‘the
          section of Fifth          Avenue that crosses Midtown Manhattan, especially that between  49th Street and 60th Street, is
         lined with prestigious shops          and is consistently ranked among the most expensive shopping  streets in the world.’
         It is home to label icons of          the world—Tiffany, Cartier, Armani, Versace just to name a few-one after another,
         with rent, clothes and jewels neither          for the faint of wallet nor weak of plastic!
So This
         Inquiring Mind Wants to Know—Why Diesel          Island--a large jean store located at 685 Fifth Avenue
          (53rd Street) that suggests America is 'the land of the stupid          and Diesel Island is 'the home of the brave' would
         choose to  plop itself with all its political and social propaganda in the          middle of major conspicuous American consumption-and
         proclaim  the following?
‘Since both Capitalism and Communism          have failed,
Diesel Island won’t
         adopt any system ending with “ism’
Since Capitalism          has failed!!!?????
What, Diesel
         opened its store on Fifth  Avenue by stealth methods?  Somehow the CEO landed in          the middle of the night bypassing
         the light of day rent,  mark-ups, and profits????!!!! Diesel is not a charity, it is a business!          That is to say,
         sorry guys, it is Capitalistic!  And it exists in the very heart and soul of American Capitalism!
But
         regardless, there the ad was, bold and clear, written right on the glass on the front of Diesel’s huge store       
           window-
‘Since both Capitalism and Communism have failed,
Diesel Island won’t adopt any system
         ending          with ism.
This is right up there with the kid who kills his parents and then says,
have mercy on me, your Honor, I am an orphan!
I have an 'Ism' for Diesel. How about Uber Chutzpa-ism!
         
Margo@MomOpinionMatters
                  
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Wednesday April 28 
This Inquiring Mind Wants to Know...
What Is          The Real Reason For the School Loudspeaker?
I went to a very small private lower school in New York City.
         The school existed in a town house with a winding staircase          and glass ceiling. Very pretty. Very cozy. 
There
         were no noisy halls, no slamming lockers, and no pre- “glee”          like kids  filing out of classes. It
         was very quiet. I remember that being part of its mission statement-- Quiet.           
I do not remember such when
         my own son went to pre-school and lower school.
There was always a lot of spirited          noise around and about.
But, what did not exist for me, or for my son—even in high school (although I now          that it did for many
         other kids)—was The Third Voice—The Loudspeaker!  
 
I  now live in an          area of DC
         that has a wonderful neighborhood market. My husband  and I often go there in the early morning for coffee before        
          my husband goes off, and I come back to my desk.  We sit  outside enjoying watching all the school kids arrive by foot,
                  by car, by bus, by bicycle, to the lower public school across  the street. As we sit, talking and watching-all of
         a sudden          and loud enough to be heard across the street comes a female  voice blasting out a good morning to everyone!
         And she proceeds          to go down a long list of events for the day.  And all of a  sudden I feel as if I am in a
         train station or on an airplane!
And I am going to just come right out and say this. I hate it!
 
My husband laughs.          He says its because I did not go to a big school.
He’s right!  
         But I know that if I had to listen to          that everyday, I would have gone bonkers! I would have probably found a way
         to disconnect wires! 
But it is an efficient          way to get information across, and besides the kids are used to
         it, counters my husband.
I  wonder, I reply,  I wonder          if kids tune out and do not listen at all and the
         sound becomes  white noise , in which case they do not really absorb what          is being said. Or,  maybe it does
         truly bother them and they  react in other ways. I would love to take a survey.
But          it offers important information
         for the teachers too. Continues my husband.
Why do teachers need a The Bull Horn to get          information? They have
         teachers meetings, a teachers’ lounge, faxes and email. 
So, This Inquiring Mind Wants          to Know what
         the real purpose for the School Loudspeaker actually is?
Is it to remind all that there really is a big brother or sister watching?
Is
         it just easier and/or cheaper than posting on bulletin boards or handing out flyers?
Is it a way of virtual gathering
                  of students and teachers instead of assemblies?
(which, by the way, I think is a wonderful way to start the
         school day)
With all the issues having to do with ADT,  hyperactivity, age appropriate wandering focus, and uncentered
         thoughts,          This Inquiring Mind Wants to Know also whether it  might make better sense to have one of those
         nature sound tapes          greeting all  elementary children at the school door? A Zen  approach to starting the day
         might go a lot further in collecting          scattering minds than a loud speaker blasting out the day’s  events.
Meanwhile, I will have to learn to tune out          the Third Voice--need to go ask a child how to do it! 
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Wednesday          April 6 
This Inquiring Mind Wants to Know...
How Do You Say
         Good-Bye to Seven Literary Years with Harry Potter?
Well, it is over. The last chapter of the last book of the Harry
         Potter series-read. 
I  did the rare for me thing-I          read in the middle of the day-in order to finish, actually
         in  order to find out how it all ended. I had lived in dread of          someone inadvertently spilling the ending in my presence.
         
 
My  husband bought          me the complete Harry Potter series for
         Christmas. I had  started and then stopped because I needed to read other things.           But one of my New Year’s
         resolutions was to read the series  straight through.  This is the only time I have totally          kept one of my New
         Year’s promises!
But now I find myself floating between a Muggle and Wizard world.           I think
         back on my next door neighbor’s son waiting breathlessly for each new installment.  But I never asked him     
             how he felt when it was all over.  I now wonder how all kids felt after living so long with Harry, watching him grow
                  up, and saying good-bye to his world.
I finished at  precisely 2:46 pm on Sunday.  My husband sat
         across from          me deep in the myriad of journals he usually reads before he  starts his column. I looked up at him with
         tears in my eyes.          
It’s over. 
My husband looked up in sympathy.
I couldn’t believe I
         would no longer be entering          a literary 
pensieve like one in Dumbledore’s office and that that Harry and
         Dumbledore fell through together to          relive the past.  
I could now understand why so many  have reread
         the series, and reread it more than once.           It is somewhat like saying good-bye to our kids when they go  off
         to college, except we know we will see them.  But with          the Harry Potter series, I have more than watched a boy
         growing  up. I have lived with his fear, and hurt, his rage, and his          courage. I have watched him come of age, and
         all along the way  make decisions exactly parallel to where his emotional age.          (Kudos to J.K. Rowling’s for
         her insights in this area!) In  fact, in watching Harry Potter grow, we watch a boy forced          by circumstances both
         beyond his control and in his control to  come to terms with what he believes, the moral dilemmas he          faces, and tough
         choices he will have to make. It is also a  profile in courage, not in the face of an enemy as much as from          Harry’s
         own self-doubt, his deep sadness, his wrenching loss,  and his pounding rage. 
So, this Inquiring         
         Mind Wants to Know what one does with all the thoughts that linger way after the end of Book Seven?  How did kids
                  let go and get on to other stories? I had a very hard time.  I have, in fact, moved on. But often enough something
         will          take me back to Hogwarts and to Harry and company--
a  testament to the power of a story—that no
         only does it linger,          but that a part of it becomes a part of one consciousness.  it  is after all about growing
         up, becoming emotionally mature,          accepting responsibility, becoming ethical and making tough  moral decisions. 
This Inquiring Mind also wants          to Know…when my mind will stop thinking there is a separate
         Muggle world. Maybe I always thought so. When I wrote          about spiritualism in my book- (see Chapter One: Safekeeping Spiritualism ) perhaps that is what I was talking about.
I  am grateful
                  to A.K. Rowlings for her ability to so identify and describe a  young boy growing up with all the normal angst of
         teenage hood          along with the added burden of having to accept a destiny, and  his obligation to it. Harry Potter is
         the perfect example of          growing emotional resilience and maturity with Heart, Humor and  Optimism.
Good-bye,
         Harry Potter. I look forward          to reading you again with my own grandchildren. In the  meantime, I will think often
         of you and Hogwarts, and when I write          about issues that make absolutely no sense to me, I can now  blame them on
         Muggle mentality! And how I wish I had a wand!!!
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Wednesday March 9 
This Inquiring Mind Wants to      
            Know...
Where are the Atticuses and
         Dumbledores?          
Atticus          Finch from Harper Lee’s To Kill a Mockingbird is one of greatest father
         figures in all literature history.?          Not only does he possess deep empathy and conviction, but also great strength
         and moral courage:
 
"The          one thing that doesn't abide by majority rule is a person's conscience." 
         
 
"I  wanted          you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea  that courage
         is a man with a gun in his hand. It's when you know          you're licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see
          it through no matter what."
Albus Dumbledore,          the all-wise Headmaster of Hogwarts School of
         Wizardry in J.K Rowling’s Harry Potter series also possesses that same          combination of empathy, conviction,
         strength and moral courage.
"It is our choices, Harry, that show what          we truly are, far more
         than our abilities." (From Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets)
"It takes
         a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends."         
          
 
Both Atticus and Dumbledore will  be forced to act on their moral
                  courage. Moreover, both will have to temper young and angry hearts with one more virtue-Perspective.
If
          you          just learn a single trick, Scout, you'll get along a lot better  with all kinds of folks. You never really understand
         a person          until you consider things from his point of view . . . until  you climb inside of his skin and walk around
         in it.”"
(Atticus from To Kill a Mockingbird) 
"Harry!  Don’t
         you see? Voldemort himself          created his worst enemy. Just as tyrants everywhere do!  Have  you any idea how much
         tyrants fear the people they oppress?          All of them realize that, one day, amongst their many victims,  there is sure
         to be one who rises against them and strikes          back!  
(Dumbledore          from Harry Potter and The Half-Blood Prince)
Moral Courage and Perspective- two great virtues.          
For          the sake of our children and the world, 
I so wish we had more Atticuses and
         Dumbledores as fathers and as leaders.
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