Save Children’s Literature

A reading list should awaken children to the great classics, on whose cultural foundation the modern literary firmament was built.

Taking some notes on a Quillette article, “A Plea to Save Children’s Literature” by Carla Wilson. Continue reading “Save Children’s Literature”

“I’m bad at math.”

Answer: There’s no Substitution for Practice.

Today, I was listening to a panel of well-known science communicators and towards the end during the Q&A session, someone asked “I’ve always wanted to be an astronautical engineer, but I’m horrible at math. I’ve got lots of passion. Can this dream ever be a reality, and where do I start?” Continue reading ““I’m bad at math.””

Teaching Toddlers Music

Today I broke out a harp music book in front of my kid for the first time since I started reading books to him. It’s been a while since I played from a music book, I’m not gonna lie. Since he’s been born, I’ve been busy with reading guitar and ukulele chords/tabs because they’re way easier, and also a lot of fun. (By the way, for those that aren’t in the “harp club”, harp music looks almost the same as piano music. There’s a treble clef and a bass clef with “golf club” notes on a 5-lined staff.) I’ve never been particularly gifted at reading music, because I generally prefer learning tunes by ear. Continue reading “Teaching Toddlers Music”

Shades of Grey

I liked Billy Joels song “Shades of Greay” when I was little. Like, age 8. I had great taste in music, what can I say? Back then I just liked it for its groove, but these days… wow. It has quite another meaning that I relate to only too well.

Please enjoy “Shades of Grey” by Billy Joel. Lyrics below for your convenience. Continue reading “Shades of Grey”

Abroad in Ireland (Part 3) — Week in County Clare

For Spring break a lot of my college friends made plans to go on fancy trips to mainland Europe, but knowing there was still plenty to see in Ireland, I decided to take a tour of County Clare. I booked a week-long stay at a hostel in Sixmilebridge, and to get there, I needed to make a lot of transfers. I took a train from Derry, to Belfast, then to Dublin, and finally a bus to Sixmilebridge. I think I could have maybe taken a bus with fewer transfers, but it would have taken a lot longer, and Irish roads + double-decker bus = nauseating. Lots of swaying and jerking around. Travelling by train was much more comfortable. Continue reading “Abroad in Ireland (Part 3) — Week in County Clare”

Abroad in Ireland (Part 2) — Weekend in Cork

It’s drenched in mystery and you feel like a fairy might peep out behind a rock at any moment.

I went down to Cork to retrieve my harp from Brendan the harpmaker. He had waited for too long to bring it to me in Derry, so I finally gave up hope of that. I thought since I’m going to make the trip all the way to the southern end of the country I may as well tour around and see some sights!

Continue reading “Abroad in Ireland (Part 2) — Weekend in Cork”