THIS WEEK IN REFLECTION
I keep thinking, “Wow, I should write about something not related to school,” but that’s about all I do these days. I could regale you with how I did not buy groceries this week, or how there is still house stuff moving forward (slowly) because we’re waiting for the county board to meet and confirm that the two houses on one parcel can, in fact, be divided. I don’t need two houses, ya’ll. And the other house even has a whole person in it. I’m not ready for adoption.
I could write about the horror movie I watched on Friday night, Annabelle Creation, but I still recall Bill asking in October when all the horror stuff was going to be over at Grab the Lapels. It’s never over, Bill. I just close the curtain, turn into a gremlin, and do scary stuff alone. By the way, Annabelle Creation was scary enough that I spent most of the movie paying attention to my cat, asking her if she was scared, so I could get through the jumpy demon parts out of the corner of my vision instead of directly.
Alright, alright, back to school stuff. ASL 4 is four credit hours, meaning three hours of classroom time (sort of — we’re now transitioned to online asynchronous with that class) plus forty hours socializing in the Deaf community. Another college with an interpreting program held a Valentine’s Day party on Saturday. I really wish I had thought ahead and bought a clear mask. They way your mouth and face moves means something in ASL. It can add tone (like sarcasm) and intensity (somewhat, a little bit, holy moly that was big, etc.). When I worked at the library they tried to give me a clear mask because I’m hard of hearing, and to borrow from the southerners, bless their hearts. But, I should have taken it now that I’m interacting with Deaf people. Way too much COVID for me to not wear a mask. Our Deaf professor said it’s okay to wear a mask for safety, though.
Some big news related to ASL and interpreting: I launched a new website! In the future, my new site will become a way to meet/reach me for interpreting services, but for now it includes reflections on the learning process (a blog), who I am, and a greetings video in ASL. The project is for my Tech for Interpreters class. I hadn’t realized how big e-portfolios, which demonstrate the learning process, are in education right now; no one used them when I was in college. It’s a whole thing. Here’s the site. I update the blog once per week with really short posts.
THIS WEEK’S BLOG POSTS
As I was just telling Bill, I think I need to start reading and commenting on posts on my phone. I typically have my phone to begin the calm-down-and-sleep process at night. Usually, I only do blog stuff on a computer to avoid typos. But, when I went to read your comments before I wrote this post, I saw they dated back to Wednesday, and that’s no bueno!
*Me flipping through my notes* Ah, yes, I reviewed On the Beat of Truth by Maxine Childress Brown! Most of you zeroed in on the horrible ethical (and emotional) implications of a child interpreting for her father at his trial where he is accused of exposing himself. For me, the intersection of being Black and Deaf was the important story. Thus, when I saw on Twitter another memoir from a Black and Deaf family is being reprinted, I requested a copy from the library.
And Modern Lovers by Emma Strab. I can see that Straub’s books and I will not get on. Even though her cast was diverse, everyone was so gentrified, so well-to-do, so privileged. There were no surprises, unfortunately. I kinda felt like I was watching a Facebook commercial in which everyone has different skin colors and gender presentations, but they all have perfect braces smiles, thin bodies, and stylish clothes.
NEXT WEEK’S BLOG POSTS
I need to think more about what I read. If I read a book by a guy with Biscuit and a book by a guy in my car on audio, I’m going to run out of books to review at Grab the Lapels. I have one post scheduled for Tuesday and plan to have one for Thursday.
On Tuesday I’ll share my review of The Invited by Jennifer McMahon, a ghostly story about history that has a cool premise. When a woman gets an inheritance after her father’s passing, she and her husband, both public school teachers, resign and begin building a home themselves in a bog. As the wife learns more about the area, she incorporates refurbished pieces connected to murders to literally build a haunted house.
Thursday *fingers crossed!* I’ll put up a review of If We Were Snowflakes by Barbara D’Souza, a young adult novel about a teen whose father is sent to prison for giving fat people chocolate in a world where being fat is against the law. As the years pass and her mother has less income, the family is unable to pay for the teen’s fat tax, so she’s sent to Fat School to remedy her body. I’m not done yet, but it’s interesting so far!
Spring break is coming up, and I’m hoping to get ahead then.
BOOKS ADDED TO THE TBR PILE
Owned Books on TBR at Beginning of Year: 202
Owned Books on TBR Last Week: 197
Owned Books on TBR Today: 195