Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

[With apologies to The Who for that subject line.]

Thinking back on my education ... babbling to anniemal and comparing notes on our high school experiences ... reflecting on middle school, high school, and university, and my good fortune[*] in having had several excellent teachers ...

... And I was reminded yet again what a huge debt I owe to Anne Riley. And to Maria Montessori, of course, but I feel more personally grateful to the woman who was my teacher from age three and a half until I left her school to enter the seventh grade when I was eleven[**], than to the inventor of the instructional method she used.

Mrs. Riley deemed me ready to move on, despite feeling uncertain about my math skills. She'd prepared me better than she realized. (And math turned out to be my strongest subject.)

[*] Much of that "luck" was manufactured by my parents, by choosing to send me to Key and jumping through whatever hoops it took to get financial aid, and paying for what the aid didn't cover, as well as their having kept me in Montessori before then. Still, I'm lucky these schools and these teachers existed and were nearby, and I'm lucky to have had parents who made those decisions.

[**] I see from the web site that the school now includes a junior-high program. When I was there, it didn't.

"The phrase 'in Christ' has always struck me a touch too literally. I have to stop myself from pondering where exactly in Christ's person one is expected to find oneself. His Divine Intestines? The Holy Spleen? In His Nostril? Up His... but anyway, you get the picture." -- leiacat, 2005-11-17

[Having this quote land on its author's birthday was a stroke of luck -- I'd been meaning to rearrange the queue to line up appropriate quotes with special days, but haven't gotten around to it yet.]

Feh. I'd even managed to make sure I was in Northern Virginia instead of Baltimore beforehand, to improve my odds, but by body still failed to cooperate enough for me to make it to maugorn's performance with Rhianon tonight (his birthday) in Fairfax. I crashed around 15:00 and didn't wake until 19:00, and have been flinching at sounds louder than a soft conversational volume since I woke. Argh. *pout*

Can I send this body into the shop for an overhaul and use a loaner body in the meantime?