When I think of the term “blog,” my mind immediately shifts to my days as a teenager and the inane ramblings of my Livejournal (I considered providing a link, but I’d rather not.). If I’m feeling rather nostalgic, I go back to that place and have a few laughs about how my earlier self viewed the world. Little did I know that live after high school and college I would bring so many drastic changes in my life. Would past-me really have imagined switching from my original computer science major to become an English teacher? Would he have foreseen me getting a job that I really enjoy out in Orion? Would he have thought it possible to juggle my insane teaching schedule as well as receive my Masters in English from Western Illinois University?
Life was so easy back then. I laugh now thinking about how “busy” I was as an undergraduate. Yes, I kept myself rather busy with my schedule of classes, but what the hell did I do with all that free time? I remember a life of being social, seeing people, driving back and forth most weekends from DeKalb and the Quad Cities. It seems so long ago that I could just sit down and crank out creative writing with my free time rather than spend it at the library (much like I am now), grading essays, planning lessons, and researching and writing my thesis.
Would I have been able to believe I would be living not only on my own but in a house of my own? Would I have known myself capable of maintaining a relationship and opening myself up to my closest friends and family?
So here I sit, procrastinating instead of reading an article on race, identity, and the teaching of Huck Finn. I’m not sure if anything will ultimately come out of this blog, but I plan on using this as a sounding board for sorting the complexities of my mind. Feel free to come back from time to time. Who knows what will come of this?
In all reality, it will probably be filled with interesting stories from teaching, writing, gaming, and experiencing life in general.
I leave you with a quote, which I shall try and include in every of my blog posts:
“Living much out of doors, in the sun and wind, will no doubt produce a certain roughness of character—will cause a thicker cuticle to grow over some of the finer qualities of our nature, as on the face and hands, or as severe manual labor robs the hands of some of their delicacy of touch. So staying in the house, on the other hand, may produce a softness and smoothness, not to say thinness of skin, accompanied by an increased sensibility to certain impressions. Perhaps we should be more susceptible to some influences important to our intellectual and moral growth, if the sun had shone and the wind blown on us a little less; and no doubt it is a nice matter to proportion rightly the thick and thin skin.” – from “Walking” by Henry David Thoreau