Latin, Lunch, and Laundry: My first weeks at Reed

LATIN:

    Alright, now that I'm through my first week, let's talk classes. First, we have Hum 110. Humanities 110 is a class that every freshman at Reed has to take. The first week we were on Gilgamesh, and now we've moved on to Genesis (like from the Bible). It's kind of funny seeing so many people walking around carrying or even reading the Bible. We had three lectures about Gilgamesh, the first about the Hero's Journey, then about Friendship, then about Environmentalism. We have a paper due in two weeks about the book, but I don't want to think about that yet...

    Next I have Latin. It's by far my favorite class. It's been a ton of fun, and Latin is something I've been wanting to learn for a while. Sure, declension charts are a pain to memorize, but who cares because I'm learning a dead language that is likely going to be useless in my adult life!! No but genuinely, I love it so much. It's so fun, I feel like I'm doing a good job, and my professor is very nice and good. 

During my Calligraphy class I practiced my Latin vocab    

    Holy Sh*t: Material Religions. Okay, this one is a little more mixed. It's a 300 level course, so I'm a little out of my depth. I don't understand a word of the readings, and just spent all night reading about Reed traditions to procrastinate my homework... Although not understanding readings seems to be, in and of itself, a Reed tradition: "This is Reed. Accessibility is for the weak" says The New (Olde) Reed Almanac. But it's alright, I will get used to it! Otherwise I love the class, the professor is wonderful and I feel like I can hold my own in class discussions -- despite being the only freshman in the room.    

     Lastly, we have a class that isn't a class: Calligraphy. I love calligraphy. I am so obsessed. Calligraphy is another thing I've been wanting to pursue, and it has a very rich history at Reed! I also think I'm pretty good at it, to be honest. Last week, after my calligraphy class, a girl offered me a slice of cheesecake in exchange for a poem for her friend. So I ran upstairs and got out my calligraphy stuff, and did my darnedest! I think it turned out pretty OK, so I traded it for the cake. Yum!

The poem (left) I drew in exchange for a slice of cheesecake (right)

LUNCH:

    Food at Reed has been pretty good! I often have a light breakfast of either oatmeal or a pastry, then a heavier lunch and dinner. Some highlights on the menu so far have been the Mac n Cheese, Chicken Alfredo, and this Tiramisu Cake thing. They also have my favorite smoothie: the Columbia Gorge Organic Wild Blackberry.

A breakfast of apple juice, a banana, and a cinnamon roll before going to study in the library. 

Mac n Cheese with chicken and broccoli and Tiramisu cake  

LAUNDRY:

    My dorm is pretty nice too. I like that the shower and toilets are both single stall, or like in their own rooms? And everything else is pretty nice to. The building I'm in is newer, built in 2019, which is definitely why the kitchen, bathrooms, and common spaces are so nice. In my opinion however, the slightly older freshman dorms have better rooms. They are much more cozy/homey. But who cares. My only real complaint is that the walls are too smooth, so everything I tape up just falls down :(. I think I need to use tack, not tape. The laundry is good tho! There are tons of machines, and it doesn't even take that long. Despite having less clothes than I did at home, I feel like I need to do laundry so frequently. Oh, well. 

Thanks for reading!

A New Chapter

     Hello, anyone who may read this. My dad made this blog nearly two decades ago to chronicle my (and later my sister's) childhood for our family who lived far away.

    Now I'm off at college and it's my turn! We'll see if I actually keep up on this project, but it seems fun as of right now. 

    So! What's changed since August 2020? A lot. In short, I've graduated from highschool, and just started my freshman year at Reed College! It's very exciting, and even tho I didn't move very far -- in fact I couldn't've chosen a closer school -- it still feels like a totally different world.

Here I am in a giant nest on campus

    I've done quite a bit of exploring, and even got 25k steps on Tuesday. One of my favorite places on campus has to be the Thesis Tower (pictured below). It's a beautiful room in the top of the library, and it feels magical. Since classes haven't started I don't have much homework, just have to read Gilgamesh before classes start, but I'm sure it'll be a great study spot.

    There's tons of cool social events going on this week. I've been to a craft night and there was a pool tournament, and later today I'm going to a calligraphy workshop and an ice cream social. Most excitingly though, is Noize Parade. I'm not quite sure what Noize Parade is, as the older students have been fairly secretive. All I know is to wear clothes I don't care about. This has been a problem for many of us, as no one brings clothes they hate when packing for college. Luckily, we were all provided with a Reed College t-shirt upon arrive to the school, so at least I have that. I also got a pair of khaki shorts from the Swap Shop, a free thrift store on the campus. I actually need to wash those before tonight, so I'm going to go put a load of laundry in.

Thanks for reading! See y'all later!

(Above) a poster I saw on one building. The campus is covered in posters

Last Gasp of Summer

Sunset the first night.

 

It's been a good summer, but certainly more constrained than usual due to the COVID-19 pandemic. We've only gone camping a handful of times, and the epic Kingfisher trip was cancelled altogether. So for our last planned trip before school starts, Barb pulled out all the stops.  She secured for us a luxury condo overlooking the beach at Lincoln City -- it's got a freaking hot tub on the freaking balcony!

The hot tub is a good thing, because the weather is not exactly summery.  It's sunny, but the temperature is in the low- to mid-sixties and, typical of the Oregon coast, the wind is punishing and relentless.

On the beach today, Suzanne and I dug out a lounge-pit in the sand, so she could relax out of the incessant wind.  Later in the day, after I made a heroic trip to Safeway to buy a kite (and, let's face it, some beer and deli turkey), we made a second trip to fly the kite.  Kite technology has advanced since I was a kid -- they are now very easy to launch and to keep in the air.

And what, you may ask, was Elizabeth doing all this time? She did come to the beach the first time, but long after we'd arrived. She spent 10 to 15 minutes exploring before declaring that she was pretty much done with the sand and surf and ready for lunch. Prior to that she was sitting on the couch with the laptop and her headphones, as has been her mode all summer.

After lunch, we ventured out yet again to go to a candy store.  This is a long-established tradition, given that these coastal towns are full of candy stores specializing in fudge or saltwater taffy, but also offering the rarely-seen gum cigarettes, or unthinkable giant gummi bears or what have you.  There happended to be such a place within walking distance of the condo (imaginatively named "Candyland").

Candyland was only about half candy.  The other half was novelty garments and souvenirs.  And it was packed with tourists like us. So Barb stayed outside while I escorted the kids in and urged them to make quick decisions, robbing them of half of the fun of the candy store. (They weren't quick, for what it's worth.)  After they picked their candy (are you ready for this? squeezable smarties, gum cigarettes, and an old fashioned stick candy a piece), I told them to exit while I waited in line to pay.

We had planned to explore the "town" after that (the town is really just Hwy 101, with shops running along each side), but Suzanne was thirsty and we'd forgotten her water bottle.  A peculiarity of Suzanne's personality is that thirst for her is a crisis.  If she gets thirsty, life gets tough for anyone involved.  Even though we were a very short walk from the condo, Barb found a closer water fountain where Suzanne could slake her thirst.  But after that crisis, the kids decided that walking along the traffic-choked 101 looking into shops they wouldn't be allowed to venture in to was not appealing.  So we headed back home.

Later we (minus Elizabeth), went back to the beach and flew the kite.  And that was awesome.

 

Elizabeth in her natural environment: on the couch, with a computer on her lap, earbuds in her ears, and candy in her hands.  Bliss!

A rare moment of the sisters being sisterly, brought together by the condo TV.

Suzanne flies a kite!

Rocks on the beach.

Beach activity: Me reading while Suzanne buried Barb's feet in the sand with the object of turning her (Barb) into a mermaid.  Poor Barb had to lie in the same position for a very long time so as not to disturb the sand mounded over her feet.

Suzanne in the lounge pit.

Suzanne wanted me to delete this picture.

Cat in the Bird Bath

 Tinkertoes is cool as heck.

First Quarantine Camping Trip

June 21-22, 2020.

We couldn't hold out any longer. We needed to get to the woods. We did our best to do it safely.

The campground was small, and less than two hours from home. It was so very nice to get away from our house and live for a little while among the trees with the sound of the nearby river everpresent.  What wasn't so great was the fact that the girls don't play well together, except under great duress.  Elizabeth is constantly annoyed by Suzanne.  Suzanne needs a playmate and often Mom or Dad does not suffice.  So both girls were "bored," although Elizabeth was pretty content to just sit and read/listen to music, which is what she does at home.

Suzanne wanted very badly to swim, but the river that ran by our campground was not swimmable. After a terrible fit thrown by the nine-year-old, we got in the car to find a swimming area and discovered a beautiful little beach on the Columbia, maybe 30 minutes from the campground. The beach was part of a county campground with only a dozen or so campsites.  Might be a future camping prospect!

On balance, the experience was positive, but it reminded me that we may be getting to the stage when it will become difficult to camp without a friend for each child.  Because they are not friends with each other.

The water was so cold, but it felt so good.  My feet won't be this pale for long!

Upstream from my feet. No good swimming spots.

The girls DID play together, but rarely. One of the "games" they played was Suzanne pushing Elizabeth in the hammock. But at some point it changed to sharing the hammock in this fashion, which everyone found hilarious.

This is what Elizabeth likes to do: sit and read or sit and draw.  There's a picture of me in this same posture at Camp, reading a fat copy of some Stephen King paperback.

Aw, they're playing together again!

Barb and Suzanne enjoying the not-very-cold waters of the mighty Columbia River. We were in Washington; those hills across the water are Oregon.

Suzanne swimming to me from her Momma. The Columbia is a commercial shipping channel, but it's crazy how shallow it is until you hit the shipping lanes.  Barb's pretty far from shore and the water is maybe belly-button deep there.

Elizabeth described my L.L. Bean camping shirt as the ugliest garment she'd ever seen. Then she promptly absconded with it.  The camping chair over her legs/feet is for mosquito protection.

It's not camping if you don't cook some dogs over an open fire.

Quarantine Update

I finally got my bike working well, after 16 months of nothing but trouble. I've only ridden it a few times, but it now feels like the bike I was hoping for when I bought it.

I started playing Dungeons and Dragons with the rest of the family. It's fun, but surprisingly confusing!

Elizabeth's boots were falling apart. I repaired them with epoxy, and then Elizabeth decorated them with paint and home-made stickers.  This is something kids do these days.

Here are Suzanne (foreground) and her bestie Anika (background) hanging out at a social distance. Across the street is their friend Lily. They hang out for hours talking, drawing and playing games  at a distance.

A closer look at Suzanne's down-the-street encampment.

Our friend Mark gave the girls a couple of marionettes from his childhood. Suzanne took to them instantly, particularly the billy goat she named Rudolph. Unfortunately, the aged toy lost a leg after just a couple of days of use and now needs repair.

The ladies hanging out in the backyard of our friends the Wheeler-Kays. We kept our distance, but enjoyed the visit.

The Wheeler-Kays have a trampoline!

We get periodic visits from Pat Gaughan. Always good to talk with him.

Elizabeth's interest in witchcraft and magic has rekindled. Here she is studying on the subject while neglecting her actual schoolwork.

Elizabeth has also spent a lot of time learning the art program on our computer. She draws on it for hours at a time.

Suzanne likes to get stronger so she can beat up Dad.

Simpsons, Simpsons, and more Simpsons!

Elizabeth's Quarantine Simpsons Craze

Elizabeth has taken a deep dive, as is her wont, into a subject.  This time, it's The Simpsons, the venerable Fox cartoon decidedly not just for kids.

She has watched numerous episodes, spent hours reading the wiki (look it up, old people), convinced me to screen the movie (2007) for Family Movie Night, and -- most impressive of all -- turned her artistic brain to reimagining the iconic characters.

Below are some examples -- just a sample of the total output.

The Simpsons family in Elizabeth's own style.

Some of the extended cast in her own style. Elizabeth loves Smithers, Nelson, and Moe.

 

Gender-swapped Homer...

... Marge...

... Bart (Elizabeth named her Kitty because Bart's full name is "Bartholomew" and kitties say "mew" )...

... and Smithers and Burns.