“Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.” — Mark Twain
Yes, I completed it! I finished my very first National Blog Post Month challenge, the NaBloPoMo. I made it through thirty straight days of blogging successfully. I showed up every day with a new post, just like I promised at the beginning. It was definitely a good exercise for me. Like daily homework for my students. Even more.
“Life can be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards.” — Soren Kierkegaard
Two-thirds of the challenge I signed up for has been completed! In the midst of all I had to do and chose to do the last twenty days, there were times when I got to thinking – even just for a moment – about many things. What do I want to do in my days? What are my priorities? What personal relationships do I want to work on? How much time I want to devote to different activities, including writing of this blog?
“We cannot solve our problems with the same thinking we used when we created them.” — Albert Einstein
For me, reading is an essential and beloved activity. It has always been and it always will be. I used to read a lot as a kid, as a teenager often late into the night, as a college student on crowded streetcars and buses, juggling the book in one hand and holding on to the rail with the other. I still do – all of the above. My days don’t feel complete unless they are finished with reading.
“A mathematician is a machine for turning coffee into theorems.” — Paul Erdős
“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” — Albert Camus
Before I started my blog, like any good intellectual, I did in depth research. I wanted to know everything about blogs. I checked out many of them in different categories and my feelings were mixed. Sometimes I thought I could also do it, at some other times I felt it wasn’t for me – blogging was the game of the younger generation.
“Discovery consists of seeing what everybody has seen and thinking what nobody has thought.” — Albert Szent-Györgyi
Some of us are fascinated with numbers and we see beauty in them, but maybe don’t know to explain easily why, or what numbers actually are. We might say quickly 1, 2, 3, … , when asked about them, but we might need to think a little bit longer to say that numbers are abstractions, and they have nothing to do with the characteristics of the things we are counting.