Whatever happened to being quiet in the library?
For the past couple of days at my local library, I have been interrupted by unruly children.
I’m talking 4, maybe 5 years old; crying and whining…with the mother standing right there.
How come the parent doesn’t say anything?
Whatever happened to library etiquette 101?
As a kid, I recall visiting the library on 6th avenue and 9th street; I was always on my best behavior. Same for the Grand Army Plaza. When you walked into those places, you obeyed the rules.
When my daughter was younger she always kept her voice down in the library, she’s 12 now and she still keeps it down.
Come on parents, wake up, tell your kids to be quiet when they are in the library.
Show some respect!
“The best thing you can give yourself is the gift of possibility and believing in the possibility of others.”
Have you ever heard the expression, ‘they take after their father’ or ‘they take after their mother’?
Our 10 year-old daughter Taylor takes after my wife and I in many different ways.
If you have kids, do you ever sit back and think about how your kids and you are so alike? Do they do little things every now and then that remind you of the things you like to do?
I love to write and love to read books (lots of them). My mother never read, except for the newspaper in the morning and my father, all he read was the newspaper and maybe the scratch sheet from the track. I didn’t take after my father but I probably took a few traits from my late mother Carol.
I have noticed that Taylor loves to have us buy her books from Barnes and Noble. She also likes to check books out of the library. And when she checks books out, she does it in quantity! Her old man just recently checked out 13 books from the Michigan State University library! “Daddy, what’s with all these books?” she asked when she noticed them in the backseat of my car.
I have been working on a couple of writing projects the past couple of years and I also am the author of three blogs; Taylor is well aware of my hobby for writing. She can always see me at the home computer or even my laptop hard at work. She used to ask me what I was doing and I would explain to her the projects I was working on. So now, Taylor likes to take her pencil and her very own writing tablets, even journals, to pen her own stories. She gets a big thrill after completing a story and showing it to me.
My wife loves watching movies, she’s a big fan of most genres. She also loves going to the movie theaters; Taylor is the same way. She loves watching movies and looks forward to going to our local theater with my wife once a week. I’m not talking kids movies either, Taylor will watch a young adult films or even something like ‘Rent’.
Something else Taylor has picked up from my wife is watching the Food Network. Yesterday in the middle of the afternoon Taylor was sitting on the couch having lunch watching a lady cook up some sort of dinner on the Food Network. I sat their stunned.
‘Taylor you like this show’? I asked her.
Turning around to look at me she replied, ‘Yeah Daddy, of course I do’.
So she’s 10 and she’s watching the Food Network, not cartoons.
To conclude, I have a thing for bags. You know, messenger bags, small tote bags, black leather cases for my laptop, writing materials, etc. This morning I went in to wake Taylor and I looked around the room and couldn’t help but notice how many different bags she had scattered around the place. I just smiled…
As for me taking after my father, nah, not a chance. He was a mean old bastard who didn’t care about anyone. He did once tell me never to carry a wallet and told me to always put toilet paper on the seat when I go to the bathroom in a public place. Thanks for the advice dad.
My mother taught me to work hard and never ask for anything; two valuable traits, to this day I try and follow.
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I can’t believe it’s November 1st!
Man-o-man does time fly!
Where does it all go.
I don’t know about you, but I am beginning to appreciate life more each day. It used to be I would rush through my day, had to get things done, had to rush from one place to another, always looking at my watch.
Not anymore – I don’t take life for granted anymore. I enjoy the moment.
I also try not to let little things bother me. I try and take a step back and analyze things a bit better.
Hope everyone had a great Halloween! Do you recall trick-or-treating as a youngster?
Getting dressed up, that was fun. I recall for like two or three straight years I dressed up as a ‘bum’. I just threw on some old duds, ripped the shirt and pants, painted some black stuff on my face, etc.
What about tossing eggs? Filling a sock with chalk? Dunking for apples? I used to love the candy apples!
Do kids still do those things?
I believe it was the Irish who began the Halloween tradition – I think I heard that once, something about them scaring evil spirits away. Actually, with the internet at your finger-tips, I did a bit of reaserch and came up with this from Wikipedia.com
Halloween has its origins in the ancient Celtic festival known as Samhain (Irish pronunciation: [ˈsˠaunʲ]; from the Old Irish samain). The festival of Samhain is a celebration of the end of the harvest season in Gaelic regarded as the “Celtic New Year.” Traditionally, the festival was a time used by the ancient Celtic pagans to take stock of supplies and slaughter livestock for winter stores. The ancient Gaels believed that on October 31, now known as Halloween, the boundary between the living and the deceased dissolved, and the dead become dangerous for the living by causing problems such as sickness or damaged crops. The festivals would frequently involve bonfires, into which bones of slaughtered livestock were thrown. Costumes and masks were also worn at the festivals in an attempt to mimic the evil spirits or placate them. culture, and is sometimes
Container Diaries has been going strong for a full year now – thanks to all the people who have stopped by to take a moment to read and to the folks who have posted comments and of course the ones who have sent e-mails, I enjoy the feed back and contribution. (Without you, there wouldn’t be a blog!) Please keep in mind, a blog entry written by yours truly is from my point of view, maybe you saw something different or had a different opinion on the subject – that is fine. I have extended an invite in the past to anyone who would like to write up an entry and have it posted on the front page. So if you feel like composing, just shoot me an e-mail. But we will have to use your real name!
The blog has put me in contact with many people whom I haven’t talked to in over 25 years! It’s been a fun adventure, going back into the day.
Good news, Forte Bellino informed me they are shooting for another Holy Name-Bishop Ford reunion in April of 2010. I will be in the house for sure this time around. I heard the last reunion was a huge hit!
On a different note, my daughter Taylor, who is in the 4th grade has a book report due Dec. 5th. This morning as I was discussing it with her I thought back to a book report assigned to us in the seventh grade by Miss Monzillo.
I didn’t have a clue as to what to do. But the one good thing was that you were able to do it on any topic. Usually I chose a sports book, that’s all I picked up when I ‘had’ to read.
Taylor checked out a book from the library, a big book at that. “It has 300 pages daddy.” She explained to me.
I was like, “WHOA – T, that may be a bit too long to be writing about, no?”
She kinda agreed/and so did her teacher.
As for my book report, I cheated. While at the library on 9th street and 6th avenue I checked out the book, ‘Towering Inferno’, only because I had seen the film a few days before with my guys Steve McQueen and Paul Newman; plus the cover of the book looked real cool.
I began to read but within a couple of pages, I lost interest. Guess I had what they call today, A.D.D
Were we diagnosed with that as children? I just wasn’t into reading. Isn’t crazy that I now read at least one book per week?
So I did the next best thing (in my eyes). I thought back to the movie and wrote about that. With Miss Monzillo being astute, she realized I had written about the movie, not the book.
Miss Monzillo confronted me on this and I was pegged with my first encounter of a failed report.
We all know that the movie is never like the book.
Rest asure, Taylor will read a book and do her report – she reads more books in a month than I did in a year when I was her age.
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If you are wondering what W.I.N means, here you go.
I once read where Lou Holtz said, ‘What’s Important Now‘? That’s where the acronym comes from.
What’s important now never really pertained to me as a youngster growing up on ninth avenue. I didn’t subscribe to the notion of making sure things were the way they are supposed to be. We hung out, shot the breeze, listened to music and had a lot of fun.
I always thought basketball was the most important thing in my life. Heck, I wanted to play in the NBA! We spent a lot of time in the schoolyard playing but never really giving any thought to what was really important at the time. Wait let me go back, I’m sure a few of my friends were thinking about what was important, because while most of them were going home at a decent hour, I went back to the schoolyard to shoot. (But I must say, without my passion for the game, I probably would not be coaching at a Junior College).
As the years went by, and I matured, it dawned on me, “I better buckle down and start taking life a bit more serious”.
I soon realized, the game of life is the only game that really counts!
I once worked as an Ironworker and on one of the jobs I became friends with an awesome welder named Jerry Darlington. He was from Kingston, Jamaica and he had a real cool accent. Jerry was a real friendly guy and we always got around to talking about life while we moved his stuff from one point to another. One day he asked me, “Steve, do you really wanna do this shit for the next 35 years?” As he gave me a stern, serious look, one a father would give his son when trying to help him on his journey.
I didn’t have to give him a verbal answer. I just looked out to the sailboats going up and down the Hudson river. I thought to myself, “Hell no I don’t wanna do this for the next 35 years!”
So I went back to school, got my college degree and it’s been a great ride ever since.
Are you working at a job that you enjoy? Are you at a vocation because someone else wants you to do it or it’s all you can do?
What’s important to you? Your job, family, health, gambling, drinking, always having to be right in a conversation?
My friends, wife and daughter, basketball, this blog, my writing and my health are the main things I concentrate on each and every day.
Are you concentrating on what’s important now?
This morning I sat down at a coffee shop and ordered a coffee and a blueberry muffin; I’m not going to tell you how much the muffin cost either. I opened up my laptop and began to write.
If you’ve ever taken a bite out of a muffin, you know it is fluffy and sometimes can cause a major problem going down the pipe. You got cake stuck on the roof of your mouth and it sticks to the back of your teeth. So naturally H2o does the trick. Because your cup of coffee is just too hot at the moment.
Well a few months back this coffee joint I’m in used to have a big, iced cold container of water out for anyone who wanted to wet their whistle. After almost choking on the muffin, I was looking around for the water – nothing. I was thinking someone was going to have to give me the Heimlich!
I quickly got up and went straight to the counter and asked the nice lady for a cup of water. She filled up a plastic cup and handed it to me over the counter. After taking a gulp, I asked her, ‘what happened to the water that used to be over there’?
She looked at me and in her best library voice explained, “the owner didn’t want it out, she wants people to purchase the bottled water.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
Look, I’m not one to complain but c’mon, give me a break!
Oh yeah, BTW, the bottled water goes for a cool $2.00.
W.I.N. – What’s Important Now?