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me over Saint Laurence, July 2010

About about about.  What is this blog all about?  At this moment, a precise definition has yet to emerge.  This is new for me–not to have a pre-meditated structure.  I’m going to use this space and see what happens instead of pre-emptively planning and structuring–and perhaps limiting– where it might go.  But I can say that my first three posts were under a blog I had started on the theme of my summer in Québec (city) doing a French immersion program.  My clear-cut intention did not seem to influence a flourishing blog.  I had hoped to post at blog in French about my experiences in Québec on a daily basis, but the bar was set too high (or my understanding of my workload was too low), and my ambition ended up killing what could have been a more fruitful space.  This “You-must-write-everyday-or-you-have-failed” mentality was suffocating and inhibiting.  But nevertheless, the three posts I managed to eek out remain here as a relic.

Currently, I am a Spanish and French teacher at the middle school level, and I am working on a masters degree in literacy.  Although I do not have an official focus in second language literacy, my work as a teacher of “foreign” language pushes me to explore the intersections of literacy skills in both native and non-native language.  I am taking a course called “The Writing Process,” and this has been my motivator to revamp my somewhat-flopped summer blog into an ongoing space for my written thought.

The title “basin” comes from a quotation by Zora Neale Hurston in “Their Eyes Were Watching God.”  The quote is jotted down on a piece of scrap paper–a ripped corner of a purple anti-Iraq-war rally flier I must have picked up or handed out in college– and taped into the inside of my then-journal with bright green electrical tape.  When pondering a title for my mishmash soup blog, I thought of the quote and pulled out the old journal I remembered taping it into.  I often think of this quote, as it has comforted me at times when I’ve felt it difficult to put words to the contents of my mind’s basin:

“There is a basin in the mind where words float around on thought and thought on sound and sight.  Then there is a depth of thought untouched by words, and deeper still a gulf of formless feelings untouched by thought.”

If anything I write is at all of interest to you, I welcome your presence, whether or not you feel like leaving feedback.


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  1. 09/21/2010 8:37 pm

    Glad you joined the SOLSC!

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