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The Jaw

What had I just done?  It was as if I was awakening from a bad dream, but the bad dream was still there, looking at me in what seemed to be stunned silence.  I was still more stunned.

-I guess you really were mad.

As the look on his face began to change, the full implications of what I’d just done began to dawn on me.  My stomach churned with the knowledge that there would be hell to pay for that punch, even if he had been teaching me to throw them, just like that.  Telling me how soft I was, how I needed to learn to fight, not let the kids at school walk all over me.

He’d taught me to block, and to throw a punch, demanding that I learn to be harsh, not to care if I knocked someone down, not to care how that person might get hurt.

Then, after a phone call from a boy, he’d demanded to know who it was, what the boy had wanted.  When I told him that I’d had to push off the boy’s attempt to kiss me, he’d asked me something, moving closer.  My grandmother was out of the house, out shopping.  I felt that warning pain in my gut, and I had tried to move away.  This man, my step grandfather, was my guardian, but not my kin, not safe.  I wasn’t fast enough.

He put out a hand, then the other, pulled me toward him, pressing his lips against mine.  I had twisted and blocked, just like he’d taught me, then backed away, shaking in my disgust, and he had laughed, saying I couldn’t be angry.  Just like my mother had laughed, after she’d told me not to tell, so long ago.  Then, it came out of no where.

He had been teaching me, and taunting me.

-Hit harder, don’t be such a sissy.

Teaching me to throw a decent punch, then a block, and then another punch.  He’d taught me how to throw a good punch, for a girl.  A hard punch, alright.

But at his shoulder, not his jaw.

Action Items:  

1.) How can we protect kids from adults, especially those in their own families?

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Read, Write -one can add Stayed on Freedom’s Call via GoodReads.

Vote, Teach and Learn (PDF Lesson Plans offline)

and
my Babylon 5 review posts, if you like Science Fiction,
and
a proposed Vision on Wondering Wednesdays: for a kinder world…
   

Shira Destinie A. Jones, MPhil

our year 2021 CE =  12021 HE

(Lesson plans:  Day 1Day 5)

Stayed on Freedom’s Call
(free copies at: https://archive.org/details/StayedOnF…)
includes two ‘imagination-rich’ walking tours, with songs, of Washington, DC. New interviews and research are woven into stories of old struggles shared by both the Jewish and African-American communities in the capital city.

Shared histories are explored from a new perspective of cultural parallels and parallel institution-building which brought the two communities together culturally and historically.

Please leave a review, if you can, on the GoodReads page.

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Punishment

    This short is based on a visual, sort of a daydream, that has been with me since I was about 12 years old:

      I caught up with him between the outer fence and the inner fence, just as he started to climb.  He turned on me, not a greasy black hair of his head out of place.  Mine was still a little slicked back, but I could feel that cow lick flopping around.  His smile told me he could see it, too, and was just about to make another smart ass joke.   That’s ok, I’ll have my knife in your gut before you open your mouth.  Let’s see what you have to say, then, sucker.    I flipped open my switch blade right while he was opening his, but I was faster.

I stuck him in the ribs just as he was starting his lunge.  He really must have thought he was going to feint and duck me.  Then his foot had slipped on a rock, and left him open.  That look of surprise on his face was priceless.

My own little bit of luck didn’t last too long, though.  I felt the bite of his blade stabbing up through the gap in my leather jacket, and I knew then that I had fucked up, too.  He’d caught me with his upper cut, just as he was starting to pass out.  The light was already going out of his eyes, but that wet warm feeling spreading faster than the pain in my chest told me that I’d not be too far behind him.  Usually they say that after a knife fight, one goes to the hospital and one goes to the morgue, but it looked like it would be both of us on the slab, this time.

I fell down right where he did, looking straight into his still open but lifeless eyes, and I knew then that I had just made the biggest mistake of my life.  A mistake I was bound to pay for, and pretty damned soon.

They  say that some people believe we come back in the next life as punishment for things we did back in this life.  I tried to pray for forgiveness, but my last thoughts were stuck on that next lifetime:

With my luck, I’ll probably be reborn as a girl.

Or even worse … a colored girl.

Action Items:  

1.) How have you imagined a past or future lifetime, if ever?

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3. #UniversalHealthCare, and
4. good #publictransport
Read, Write -one can add Stayed on Freedom’s Call via GoodReads.

Vote, Teach and Learn (PDF Lesson Plans offline)

and
my Babylon 5 review posts, if you like Science Fiction,
and
a proposed Vision on Wondering Wednesdays: for a kinder world…
   

Shira Destinie A. Jones, MPhil

our year 2021 CE =  12021 HE

(Lesson plans:  Day 1Day 5)

Stayed on Freedom’s Call
(free copies at: https://archive.org/details/StayedOnF…)
includes two ‘imagination-rich’ walking tours, with songs, of Washington, DC. New interviews and research are woven into stories of old struggles shared by both the Jewish and African-American communities in the capital city.

Shared histories are explored from a new perspective of cultural parallels and parallel institution-building which brought the two communities together culturally and historically.

Please leave a review, if you can, on the GoodReads page.

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But By the Grace Of…

So, this was how it felt.

Normal.

Really?

It had taken long enough.

This year, when the doctor had asked those simple questions, it had been less easy to bluff.  This one had actually been watching.  That ready answer, flat and so used to snow balling these people, had actually been caught, called out, and paid attention to.  For once.  The doctor had ignored his answer, asked if he had a plan.  Silly question.  Of course he had a plan.  Since when had he not had one, was the real question.  Enduring the pain was a normal part of life for him.  Ignoring it until it became the annoying wet streaks on his face, shaking his body and tying his guts more tightly than his useless shoe laces.  This didn’t happen too much, anymore.  Mostly going past those tent towns they called encampments these days, feeling the despair of those human beings now denominated by a noun which, a decade ago, had still been an adjective.

Homeless.

No longer called homeless people, now, they were just called homeless.  Not people, merely things.  Things to be avoided, things that had wanted this fate.  Things that were “in their comfort zones.”

Right.

The doctor had been a sharp one, this time.  She had insisted.  As if she’d really wanted to know.  What was his plan, and did he have the tools at hand, ready to carry it out?  He’d been ‘there’ enough to know that this time, he’d better answer with ‘sincerity’ if he wanted to stay out of a pewter cage.  He couldn’t afford a gilded one.  He’d pretended to perk up, injecting some notes into the song he gave her about merely thinking about it, once in a while.  He admitted to the sadness, but who wouldn’t be sad in a world like this?  Happiness was a pill he couldn’t afford.

She’d put him on the pill, alright.  That bit of paper, to keep away the other bit of paper that would ensure his useful longevity.  Useful to those who liked working in funny farms, that is.  But by the grace of God and Mr. Spock, there go I.   So he took her paper, and he even filled the Rx.  Now, weeks later, the happy pills had begun to do the job she and her brother medics in the ‘healing’ professions had intended.

He no longer felt sad.

And now, he could even walk past the homeless people without crying, just like everyone else.

But it didn’t make the pain go away.

Stay safe,

and I hope we all find love, and good Health Care. -Shira Destinie

Action Items:

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Minbari Mondays, Mora’dum, and Cursing Names

There is another interruption in the sending of our fictional letter (reviewing each film and episode of Babylon 5) that I receive each week from Ranger Mayann.

Hopefully, reports from The Great Machine on Epsilon 3 will resume soon. Meanwhile, here is a short, based on the Ranger training use of terror, as it could be applied here on earth:

        The punishment will be worth it.

        If any technology sufficiently advanced appeared to be magic, so much the better for this human, harming others of his kind with no thought even for himself.  The Moradum would be perfect, to set an example.

    As the flame met the paper, the man’s hands began to burn.  His screams were muffled by the bands that began to wind more tightly around his face.  That had been a gift from a passing TechnoMage, insulted by this human’s refusal to wear a mask for the safety of his fellow human beings during a plague.   These two pieces of “magic” would serve well with this group of humans, enthralled as they were by their theories of magic everywhere.  Let them speculate on the magic behind this punishment.  Let them learn.

   The screams grew louder as the cigarette tore through the man’s arm, leaving a track of raw flesh where a hand and wrist had been. 

Good, the wound was being cauterized. 

Efficient.

Now, the only remaining task was to stop the human girl who was standing on her balcony, wheezing in pain from the earlier cigarette smoked by this man, from throwing herself off.

    I hope that this is interesting, at least, and please, dear Readers, accept my apologies for the lack of polish.  I’m not feeling well, and not resting well, so am not up to par.

Stay safe,

-Shira Destinie

Action Items:

1.)  Share your thoughts on the importance of empathy.

2.) Share your thoughts on how we Human Beings might start to build a more fully inclusive society for all of us, and how we can start to give a damn about each other.

3.) Write a story, post or tweet that uses these thoughts.

Dear Readers, ideas on learning, especially multiple #LanguageLearning, on-going education and empathy-building, to #EndPoverty, #EndHomelessness,  #EndMoneyBail & achieve freedom for All HumanKind?

Support our key #PublicDomainInfrastructure  & #StopSmoking for COVID-19:
1. #PublicLibraries,
2. #ProBono legal aid and Education,
3. #UniversalHealthCare, and
4. good #publictransport
ReadWrite, Vote, Teach and Learn (Lesson Plans offline) 

Nih sakh sh’lekk, sleem wa. and my Babylon 5 review posts, if you like Science Fiction, and a proposed Vision on Wondering Wednesdays: Baby Acres/Floors for a kinder world…    

Shira Destinie A. Jones, BsC, MAT, MPhil

our year 2021 CE =  12021 HE

(GED lesson plans: Day 1Day 5)

Stayed on Freedom’s Call
(free copies at: https://archive.org/details/StayedOnF…)
includes two ‘imagination-rich’ walking tours, with songs, of Washington, DC. New interviews and research are woven into stories of old struggles shared by both the Jewish and African-American communities in the capital city.

Shared histories are explored from a new perspective of cultural parallels and parallel institution-building which brought the two communities together culturally and historically.

-one can add Stayed on Freedom’s Call via  GoodReads.  Please leave a review, if you can make a bit of time, on the GoodReads page.

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Bad Fairy, Good Fairy?

This is not working as I’d hoped, but does explain why we need more visions of a kinder world:

-May the pain you cause my fe rebound thrice or more unto thee, and may you understand why, just before you die.

A malicious laughter tinkled across the canyon, startling Ametis out of a focus that suddenly became embarrasing.  Wheeling around with a sharp curve of a wing, the source of the cackle now revealed itself.  Perhaps taking the form of a peregrine falcon, rather than a starling, would be a good idea right now?  A short pip called the other starlings into formation around Ametis, who was grateful that they had accepted the call of a non-physical.  Ametis, armed with support, heard the laughter became a cough.

-Ahem.  Calling down mortal curses now, are we, good little fairy?

-Protecting my human, you stain on our kind.  And do not refer to me with that term, or I may have to forget myself.

A swirl of dust on the canyon floor began to kick up, just at the source of the sound below.  The air was a better place to call upon Fate, but it was not as safe as being grounded.

-I am no stain, you hypocrite.  I merely encourage the expression of their instincts.

-Encourage the inflicting of pain, you mean.

-That is merely a side effect, and even a beneficial one, over time.  Where would these humans be, without their motivation?

-Not killing each other, for starters, perhaps?  Besides, you have no interest in their well-being, only in watching them suffer.

-Suffer, not suffer, there is no difference.  They will all suffer at some time, and they will all die, having suffered, in any case.  Nothing changes them.

The dust devil on the canyon below became a sand storm, but then an image arose, painted in the ether around Ametis.  Her fe was moving into this plane, again.  The human paid by her fe’s cord-carrier had again put the fe into that place where she was afraid.  If Ametis had had a physical body, that human would have paid dearly, but as it was, all Ametis could do was feel her fe’s fear, pain, and shame.  Feel what her fe was feeling, and promise that this other human, older, stronger, and less fragile, but still mortal, would one day pay for what he was doing to her fe, a mere child of 6.

The sand storm in the canyon below closed in on a small cave.

On that day, the pain will be one, and its name will be one.  And none shall mourn them.  This human, and those who encouraged his evil acts, will understand, and they will regret.

The sand storm finally engulfed the cave, sweeping away all within it.

-Ok, I apologize!  You are…

All of them will regret.  Starting with this one.       “

 

Action Items:  

1.) Search for two different sources to learn about your local foster system’s funding,

2.) Please tell us where your information comes from, and how you know that the sources you found are reliable,

3.) Write a book, story, blog post or tweet that uses your findings, and then, please tell us about it! If you write a book, once it is published please consider donating a copy to your local public library.

Dear Readers, ideas on learning, especially multiple #LanguageLearning, on-going education and empathy-building, to #EndPoverty, #EndHomelessness,  #EndMoneyBail & achieve freedom for All HumanKind

Support our key #PublicDomainInfrastructure  &  for heavens sake: please #StopSmoking for CCOVID-19 (or even for good!)!:
1. #PublicLibraries,
2. #ProBono legal aid and Education,
3. #UniversalHealthCare, and
4. good #publictransport
Read, Write -one can add Stayed on Freedom’s Call via this GoodReads button:  Stayed on Freedom's Call: Cooperation Between Jewish And African-American Communities In Washington, DC,

Vote, Teach and Learn (PDF Lesson Plans Offline)

and
my Babylon 5 review posts, if you like Science Fiction,
and
a proposed Vision on Wondering Wednesdays: for a kinder world…
   

Shira Destinie A. Jones, MPhil

our year 2021 CE =  12021 HE

(Day 1Day 5)

Stayed on Freedom’s Call
(free copies at: https://archive.org/details/StayedOnF…)
includes two ‘imagination-rich’ walking tours, with songs, of Washington, DC. New interviews and research are woven into stories of old struggles shared by both the Jewish and African-American communities in the capital city.

Shared histories are explored from a new perspective of cultural parallels and parallel institution-building which brought the two communities together culturally and historically.

Please leave a review, if you can, on the GoodReads page.

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Shira Destinie Jones by ShiraDest is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.

Any Landing You Can Walk Away From…

Ok, P. this one’s for you (I hope it’s ok…), and T., too:

            “Do you want to fly today, or not?”

Since he was putting it that way, what could I say?  He did know this plane better than I did, having flown it twice a day all week, and yes, he was the one with over 1000 hours of flight time.  So, who was I to quote a memorized rule book at him, a decorated combat pilot deigning to teach a snot-nosed teenager how to fly?  And for free, no less.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Then let’s go.”

I throttled up, taking over officially as Pilot In Command with the ritual nod to my instructor, and announcing my take off to the open air field, even though no one else was in the pattern.  My fellow students were standing back by the open office door, already pointing and starting to make their critiques, no doubt waiting for my first landing of our touch and go sequence to laugh, as usual.  For the only girl in the advanced group, having passed my FAA written didn’t mean I was lucky to get to fly the 172, and didn’t mean they respected my ability to memorize the manuals, or to tutor ground school.  It meant that the guys in the 150s and the 152 got to ask why I could be so smart, and not land the damned plane after 9 hours of flight time.  So, here we went, again.

“Turning downwind, I have my intended point of touchdown.”

A taciturn nod of the head in that hot and noisy cabin was more than enough to see that the confidence in my landing ability was no better up here than it was down there.  Skidding my turn, yet again, into final approach, I hoped I was judging the distance right.  Flaring at 5 feet was no easy feat when the altimeter is useless from the time you think you’re about to land on the roof of the hangar.  Memorizing two landings manuals and endless discussions of what the sight picture should look like by that point had not helped much, either.  This time I just crabbed into the wind and hoped that the guy standing on the taxiway was close enough to be a good guideline.  Better to flare a bit too close, as long as I got to full stall, than risk bouncing, again.  I’d learned that my own eyes were simply not trustworthy, and so I had to rely on that famous photographic memory from the last time I got yelled at for flaring too high.  Since it always looked like we were about to dig a big hole in the ground, I figured someone would yell at me if I waited too long.

“Take off again.”

Calling in our 4th touch and go, I hoped no one else was waiting for lunch while I logged an extra few minutes of flying time.  The embarrassment of me not soloing would be too much to bear for those who’d put me in this advanced group, so I sent a prayer that my next landing would be a perfect one.  As I rotated and looked ahead toward our emergency landing point, I noticed that things were finally nice and peaceful.  We were only about 300 feet off of the ground, and it was nice and quiet.  Then it hit me.

It was quiet because the engine had died.

I looked down and decided that we couldn’t possibly land, with the little bit of runway remaining below us, but we didn’t have enough altitude to clear those trees, let alone make it to our emergency landing spot.  Just as I was deciding that it was time to call in a Mayday and say my last prayers, the normally slow moving man to my right shot a glance to either side, then shoved the yoke as far forward as it would go.  While my stomach protested as our seat belts held our heads on, I added my weight to his, pushing our 172 back down to the runway, and wondering just how many inches we would have, if we could flare in time.  He waited longer than I’d imagined possible, and then yanked the yoke back all the way to our seats.  Surprised to see our 172 actually responding to controls, I was shocked when we slammed into the ground, and merely rolled as if landing hot.  Evidently, our Cessna did not understand that we were not meant to be back on the runway yet, and obligingly landed just where it was told.  But it did not stop when we told it to.  Two sets of feet pressing desperately against separate brake pedals did nothing to slow our approach toward the large brier patch off the end of the runway.  We kept pressing, slowing down, and then as if tired of all the exertion, the brakes simply gave out.  As we rolled freely forward, feeling the front gear banging into every bush and stump, I called in a “Pan” to the office, letting everyone know that we’d made it to the ground safely, and expected to be able to walk away from this landing, even if our only 172 might need a tow.

“What happened?  Didn’t you do a run-up?”

“I did, but he said to fly anyway.”

“What?”

“I got a 200 rpm drop on the left magneto, and a 300 rpm drop on the right, but with both mags it ran fine, and he said that it was just like that, and told me to take off!”

“You idiot, girl, you know you should have walked away!”

“But he was yelling at me!”

“Yeah, well how’s that crash landing working out for you?”

This flight scholarship might just not be worth all that, after all, huh?”

 

Action Items:  

1.) Search for two different sources to learn about your state public health care system’s funding,

2.) Please tell us where your information comes from, and how you know that the sources you found are reliable,

3.) Write a book, story, blog post or tweet that uses your findings, and then, please tell us about it! If you write a book, once it is published please consider donating a copy to your local public library.

Dear Readers, ideas on learning, especially multiple #LanguageLearning, on-going education and empathy-building, to #EndPoverty, #EndHomelessness,  #EndMoneyBail & achieve freedom for All HumanKind

Support our key #PublicDomainInfrastructure  &  for heavens sake: please #StopSmoking for CCOVID-19 (or even for good!)!:
1. #PublicLibraries,
2. #ProBono legal aid and Education,
3. #UniversalHealthCare, and
4. good #publictransport
Read, Write -one can add Stayed on Freedom’s Call via this GoodReads button:  Stayed on Freedom's Call: Cooperation Between Jewish And African-American Communities In Washington, DC,

Vote, Teach and Learn (PDF Lesson Plans Offline)

and
my Babylon 5 review posts, if you like Science Fiction,
and
a proposed Vision on Wondering Wednesdays: for a kinder world…
   

Shira Destinie A. Jones, MPhil

our year 2021 CE =  12021 HE

(Day 1Day 5)

Stayed on Freedom’s Call
(free copies at: https://archive.org/details/StayedOnF…)
includes two ‘imagination-rich’ walking tours, with songs, of Washington, DC. New interviews and research are woven into stories of old struggles shared by both the Jewish and African-American communities in the capital city.

Shared histories are explored from a new perspective of cultural parallels and parallel institution-building which brought the two communities together culturally and historically.

Please leave a review, if you can, on the GoodReads page.

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Shira Destinie Jones by ShiraDest is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.

Floating

This is what happens when I allow myself to take a break from the work of writing lesson plans, episode reviews, and chapters of a vision of a kinder world:

         I was floating on the ceiling, again.  I didn’t know how, but I felt sure that this was not the first time I’d been up, above, before.  In the quiet, in the calm.  The racket of shouting was gone, and so was the smell of anger, and fear.

Back up against the corner of that doorway, I’d seen the hand that reached down for me, the one that had hauled me up the last two steps as I had wearily climbed the stair case, wondering what I had done, or more likely, my step-sib had done, to provoke this latest round of rage.  I had realized that somehow, in some unthinking way, my question had managed to escape my guard, sliding through my teeth like the rattling of the wind in the windows, like the rattling of my jaw now, as it took yet another blow.  That weariness merely grew heavier.  Finally, I thought, finally, maybe I will be able to rest.  If Dad takes me to the hospital, like he said he would if this happened, if I was in a bloody mess, maybe I could just stay there, and rest.

Then, I saw the railing.  I noticed it because I knew that I had never seen it from quite that angle before.  We were studying angles in geometry, and I’d started to enjoy it, when I could get into the library, alone, unbothered by anyone else.  The pictures stuck with me, those beautiful lines, joined together, at different angles.  Not like this one, where the wood had long since lost its polish, and it wasn’t even quite joined at the right angle to fit the walk around the hallway.  But it was quiet, up here.  No yelling, no feeling every slap to my face, the hard wood of the door jamb pressing into my back.  No smell of hatred in front of me, and smoke from the other room.  It was peaceful, up here.  Nothing to feel, nothing to see, but the back of a head, and my head, moving back and forth in that odd way, giving with each slap of that large hand, while the other held my body up against the doorway.  None of that seemed real, below, as I floated up above it all.

“…pitch you down the stairs.”

Pitch?  What does that mean?  Throw, right?  Down the stairs.  Wait, what stairs?  I looked, really looked, as if opening my eyes for the first time in weeks, and then I got it.

The vice grip that was holding me up by the back of my neck, even though I was down on my knees, or was it one knee, I couldn’t tell, from the pressure on my back, pushed my head down.  In sudden and live color, there was the carpet, of the landing below.  Not the hall, not the railing, a floor, way below.  The landing of the stairs, with every single step between me and that landing below.  And the pressure of that huge heavy hand, pushing me toward it, into the void.  But just then, the void seemed to beckon.

If I go, I’m going to take you with me.”

Would I ever dare to say that out loud?  Maybe it would be the last thing I’d ever say, if I said it out loud.

 

Action Items:  

1.) Search for two different sources to learn about your local library system’s funding,

2.) Please tell us where your information comes from, and how you know that the sources you found are reliable,

3.) Write a book, story, blog post or tweet that uses your findings, and then, please tell us about it! If you write a book, once it is published please consider donating a copy to your local public library.

Dear Readers, ideas on learning, especially multiple #LanguageLearning, on-going education and empathy-building, to #EndPoverty, #EndHomelessness,  #EndMoneyBail & achieve freedom for All HumanKind

Support our key #PublicDomainInfrastructure  &  for heavens sake: please #StopSmoking for CCOVID-19 (or even for good!)!:
1. #PublicLibraries,
2. #ProBono legal aid and Education,
3. #UniversalHealthCare, and
4. good #publictransport
Read, Write -one can add Stayed on Freedom’s Call via this GoodReads button:  Stayed on Freedom's Call: Cooperation Between Jewish And African-American Communities In Washington, DC,

Vote, Teach and Learn (PDF Lesson Plans Offline)

and
my Babylon 5 review posts, if you like Science Fiction,
and
a proposed Vision on Wondering Wednesdays: for a kinder world…
   

Shira Destinie A. Jones, MPhil

our year 2021 CE =  12021 HE

(Day 1Day 5)

Stayed on Freedom’s Call
(free copies at: https://archive.org/details/StayedOnF…)
includes two ‘imagination-rich’ walking tours, with songs, of Washington, DC. New interviews and research are woven into stories of old struggles shared by both the Jewish and African-American communities in the capital city.

Shared histories are explored from a new perspective of cultural parallels and parallel institution-building which brought the two communities together culturally and historically.

Please leave a review, if you can, on the GoodReads page.

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Thoughtful Thursdays, Publications and Workshops I’ve given, and alternative libraries

The common good and the general welfare require libraries in order for our society to become more fully inclusive for all of us.   Public libraries, conventional brick-and-morter, as well as newer sorts of libraries, like Tiny Libraries and internet based libraries like that of Project Gutenberg and The Archive (thank you Canada, for hosting it!), are all important repositories of freely available knowledge.

All of my published works (my thesis and my non-fiction book on the history of Black-Jewish cooperation in DC), are available in multiple public libraries as well as the Internet Archive’s Open Library, and both of my practice novels are available in a library of sorts: my media library here on WordPress.

Publications, Classes, etc.

PUBLICATIONS and article (academic) Reviews

Book: “Stayed on Freedom’s Call” ISBN 978-3-659-24756-9, LAP Publishing, March, 2014

Article: “Black and Jewish Cultures in Washington, DC: Shared History and Shared Mandate” Tifereth Israel Menorah, September 2013

Article: “Chayei Sarah & Toldot: Authoritative vs. Organic Processes ” Tifereth Israel Menorah, January 2011

Peer review of article submitted for publication in journal IJCCR, November, 2011

Article: “Widening the Sukkah: the Occupy Wall Street Movement and Shared Monetary Governance” Gather the Jews ezine, October 31, 2011

Article: ‘MONEY AND PARTICIPATORY GOVERNANCE: A REVIEW OF THE LITERATURE‘ International Journal of Community Currency Research 15(A) ISSN 1325-9547, 2011

Article: ‘A Theoretical Framework for Shared Monetary Governance’ International Journal of Community Currency Research 15(A) ISSN 1325-9547, 2011

Book: “Shared Monetary Governance”, ISBN 978-3-639-26780-8, VDM Publishing, August, 2010 MPhil Dissertation, June 2010, Social Policy, University of Bath, ILL: The British Library. (peer reviewed here…)

 

WORKSHOPS TAUGHT

Mediterranean Dance in Historical Context, and, Intro. to Family History Research, both taught at UU All-Church camp, June, 2018, as part of 1st UU church, San Diego, CA
“Community Debt Remission,” DC Beit Midrash, 20 August 2012, Washington DC JCC
Economic Democracy, seminar, 5 and 12 April, 2012, DC Social Forum, Washington, DC
“Shared Monetary Governance and Economic Democracy as 1/2 of Participatory Democracy”, Occupy DC, 13 November 2011, seminars at both Freedom Plaza and McPherson Square, Washington, DC.
“Community Building and Shavuot,” DC Beit Midrash, 6 June 2011, JCC Washington
“Mishnah Gittin and Community Empowerment via Local Currencies “Mifnei Tikkun Ha-Olam””, DC Beit Midrash, 16 August 2010, JCC Washington, DC
“Green Money and Community Empowerment: Local Currencies as a project of Tikkun Olam”, Adas Israel, Tikkun Leil Shavuot, May 18th-19th 2010, Washington DC
Greek Folk dance classes for community via BathLETS in Bath, England and la Casa de la Cultura in Puerto Morelos, Mexico, 2007, 2009
1 hour classes on Tablet Weaving and “Why Barcelona is Really a French Town” taught at annual SCA Pennsic Wars, 1998, Western Pennsylvania, USA
Tutoring fellow student pilots at Tuskegee Airfield for Negro Airmen International, 1986

SINGING ENGAGEMENTS
Mrs. Herron Ford´s Theatre song reenactment of Marian Anderson’s 1939 Easter Concert, 22 July, 2012
“Occupy Shabbat” Niggun requests: Jewish Occupy DC., Friday, 11 November, 2011.
Jerusalem Day Performance: Ring House Senior Center, Rockville, MD, June 2nd 2011.
Melodic appearance, Stagehand and Director´s Assistant for script blocking as Frida Kahlo: “Variations on the Death of Trotsky” Theater at First, Somerville, MA 2004.

PRESENTATIONS / TALKS
Shabbat Chol HaMoed Pesach Drash, “Passover and How Time Banking can Ameliorate Modern Day Slavery” Classic Residences, Chevy Chase, MD, March 29th, 2013
Dvar Torah for Parashat Reéh, on Time Banks as Part Two of Community Empowerment, Tiffereth Israel Synagogue, Washington, DC, August 27th, 2011.
“Community Empowerment via Time Banks” , Wesley UMC, Washington, DC, March 27th, 2011.
Dvar Tikkun on “TakomaTime”, Tikkun Leil Shabbat (TLS), Washington, DC, December 17th, 2010.
Parashat Re´eh -“Time Banks: Loan Remission Step Two”, Dvar Torah at Adas Israel´s Traditional Egalitarian Minyan, Washington, DC, August 7th, 2010
“La Gobernanza Compartida del Dinero”, Puerto Morelos, Quintana Roo, Mexico, June, 2009
“Community Empowerment through Local Currencies” at The Bell, Bath, UK, July 2010
“Shared Monetary Governance” Poster Presentation at 2008 Heterodox Economics Conference, Cambridge, UK, July 2008
Departmental presentations: Department of Social and Policy Sciences, University of Bath, 2007, 2008, 2009
“Is Nothing Sacred?” Storvik Storytelling competition, Post-Pennsic Dessert, MD, 1998

 

Community Organizing and Outreach
The “Community Arranged Marriage Cooperative Project” begun February, 2013
Grant Applications Advisory Review Panelist for the DC Commission on the Arts and Humanities’ FY13 Community Arts Grant Round #2 (CAG), March, 2013
Planning and facilitating “Family Values through Film and Babylon 5” series, 2011, 2013
Planned, hosted and facilitated:
“The Princess Bride” film and discussion Tuesday, June 21st, 2011
“Muppet Treasure Island” film and discussion Tuesday, July 5th, 2011
Founder and facilitator: telephone-based Interfaith Prayer Circle, 2010 to present
Planned, hosted and facilitated:
Fourth Multi-Ethnic Evening of Song, May 22nd 2011, Muhlenberg Park, Connecticut Ave, NW
Third Multi-Ethnic Evening of Song, March 27th 2011, my home, Washington, DC
Second Multi-Ethnic Evening of Song, Jan 30th 2011, my home, Washington, DC
Multi-Ethnic Evening of Song, Sunday, Dec 26th 2010, my home, Washington, DC
Propsal: Proyecto Abuela Vida, Public Libraries: Merida, Yucatan, and Puerto Morelos, Quintana Roo, México, 2009
Proposal: “Aprendizaje Participativa: Teatrales” Shira Destinie Jones con Hébert Serrano, Puerto Morelos, Quintana Roo, and Oaxaca, México, Viernes 24.7.2009
Activist, Bath Stop War Coalition (SWC), Bath, England, UK 2006-2009
Founder, University of Baltimore chapter of Students for the Exploration and Development of Space (SEDS)/Computer Science Club, 1992-1993

Shira Destinie Jones’s books on Goodreads

Selected Poems in: “Poems from the Cranberry Room”, ISBN978-0595291557, iUniverse, Inc. Publishing, 2003.
Poem: “Lost in a Rose”, Concrete Wolf Poetry Quarterly Issue Number 2, Summer 2001.

Current WiP & next idea…

  Practice NaNoWriMo 2015 novel: Hubris and Hemlock

and

The last version of the  novella, actually at 60k words: Creator: Foe Novella

So, I am moving my Publications and Classes, etc (not counting the mathematics or  Adult Ed. classes I’ve taught as a paid instructor) page to a post, so that I can clear space on my blog heading, and put my pubs on my About page, which makes more sense, I suppose.

Then, up for a walk around my room!

Help me Items:

1.) Should I add my first practice novel (Creator: Friend or Foe) to this post? 

Dear Readers, ideas on learning, especially multiple #LanguageLearning, on-going education and empathy-building, to #EndPoverty, #EndHomelessness,  #EndMoneyBail & achieve freedom for All HumanKind

Support our key #PublicDomainInfrastructure  & #StopSmoking for CCOVID-19:
1. #PublicLibraries,
2. #ProBono legal aid and Education,
3. #UniversalHealthCare, and
4. good #publictransport
Read, Write -one can add Stayed on Freedom’s Call via this GR button:

Yassas,   γεια σας!    Salût !  Nos vemos!  Görüşürüz!     ! שָׁלוֹם

ShiraDest

December, 2020 CE = December 12020 HE

(The previous lesson 27/67 published since this post, and the most recent lesson 28/67…)

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Thoughtful Thursdays: emotional self-defense as both ‘adulting’ education and health care

While irresponsible landlords exploiting vulnerable adults and thus leaving them prey to false allies certainly falls under my definition taking advantage of of emotional and mental health vulnerabilities, which universal health care with extended mental health care provisions would prevent (to some extent), it is also an issue of legal and financial self-education, which is part of so-called Adulting, I think.

Adults can be abused by other adults in a variety of ways, especially when they are in need of friends or allies, and want to believe that the hand of friendship being extended is a true friend, rather than an abuser in disguise.  But childhood trauma, even ‘treated’ via superficial therapy, the kind designed to get people out of acute crisis and back into any job available as quickly as possible, deprives many of the tools needed to defend themselves against this type of predator. This is especially true for adults dealing with PTSD or C-PTSD, which has various stages and can be cyclical, with anniversaries being especially difficult periods.

I attempted to give voice to one woman’s cry for help a few years ago in a post that read:

Another reason we need a Universal Basic Income is that when one is desperately trying to use one’s savings to write and publish, and has rented an expensive apartment using one’s Life Savings as collateral, telling the management up front about smoke allergies and PTSD with need for quiet, then when the management refuses to respond to multiple documented noise and smoke issues in the apartment, that is effectively
renting an unlivable apartment
which is unethical:

exploitative landlords

So that they then get exploited by unscrupulous or simply narcissistic “allies” offering solutions that they use to abuse the vulnerable even further.

If you explain the problem, ask for help to find therapy and work, and then you are told “I will be your doctor,” and “All I want is your trust,” never believe them.
You may learn the hard way, in three miserable abused years.

And later write a NaNoWriMo novel if you marry when under duress about it.

 

So, it turns out that writing is both expressive and healing, and when used to learn from past mistakes, can also be self-educational, but the tools for that self-care and education still need to be provided, along with a safety net.  More on my continuing striving for justice next time, friends:

Yassas,   γεια σας!    Salût !  Nos vemos!  Görüşürüz!     ! שָׁלוֹם

Action Items in support of  hope that you can take right now:

1.) Search for two different resources to provide tools for women being abused.

2.) Share them with us in the comments, here, please.

Dear Readers, any additional ideas toward learning, especially multiple #LanguageLearning as part of on-going education and empathy-building, to #EndPoverty, #EndHomelessness,  #EndMoneyBail & achieve freedom for All HumanKind? 

Support our key #PublicDomainInfrastructure  & #StopSmoking for CCOVID-19:
1. #PublicLibraries,
2. #ProBono legal aid and Education,
3. #UniversalHealthCare, and
4. good #publictransport
Read, Write

Stayed on Freedom's Call: Cooperation Between Jewish And African-American Communities In Washington, DC, Ranked Choice Voting and Housing for ALL!!, Teach and Learn (Lesson Plans)!

 

ShiraDest

Preptober for NaNoWriMo 2020 CE

October, 2020 CE = 12020 HE

(The previous lesson plan since this post, and the most recent lesson plan…)

Moody Monday: What I learned from my last NaNoWriMo about Writing

I’m still finding notes from earlier story and novel projects, and think it is a good idea to review lessons learned from drafting and editing my previous two practice novels, before I start drafting my next WiP, which I think (or hope) that I’m nearly finished planning.

My second practice novel, started on Wattpad,  was easier to track the deadline on the NaNoWriMo2015 website before I set up my own spreadsheet.  It taught me several things about managing Depression (actually PTSD -> anger->depression…).

First: Making a deadline feels good, even if it is Just/Only YOUR deadline. You DID it.
Second: Physical activity every day, like running  or dance, etc, is, at least for me, imperative (and also read, and have a sun lamp, if you live farther from the equator than the 35th parallel…).
Third: Making a deadline a second time, better than you did the first time, proves you can repeat the feat, thus showing discipline and perseverance. This helped me feel like less of a waste of oxygen while I can looked for a way to use that to help other folks.
Fourth,  the actual writing lessons:
Writing 1.) When writing your first/second/fifth practice novel, be sure to have a physical workout routine, preferably involving boxing gloves, AND several people to talk to about all of the crap your writing will drag out of you.  (Remember NOT to use the gloves on the people…)

Writing 2.) For me, at least, plan the ending first…
Writing 3.) Plan setting, time and weather for each scene, not just the plot!!
Writing 4.) Outline by scene, not by # of words (I outlined by 300wds, which ended up driving me nuts toward the end…)
Writing 5.) Do not write a chapter per file, it is a formatting nightmare to insert 18 files (one for each chapter) into one ‘book’ file on an exhausted day 28!
Writing 6.) Lay out the chapter plan on one large calendar in the same notebook (if at all possible) as the planning notebook (and resist the temptation to plan each chapter on small scraps of paper!! You cannot believe the number of scraps I now have floating around…).
Writing 7.) Start on day one, and don’t punish yourself for not planning ahead. A planner is not a pantser, and I, a planner, felt annoyed trying to write stream-of-consciousness just because I had 2000 words to finish That Day.

Better, I learned, to take the day to plan out the next two scenes and write them the next day, at least for me.

I found that when I knew the time of day and year and weather as well as what the MC was supposed to do in the next couple of scenes, I could just imagine the flow and zap, 2000 words came out of no where (I did NOT say 2000 Good Words, but that is for the next 3 or 4 re-writes!!!).

and

Writing 8.) Set a new notebook aside for the 30-Day 50k challenge, because it will turn into at least a year, and probably 80k words. Before it goes back down to 60k again.

In Solidarity with All Kind People,
Peace via Cooperation and Non-Cooperation,

modified from original 2015 post,

some Action Items in support of literacy and writing that you can take right now:

1.) Download some advice on novel writing, maybe from two different websites,

2.) Read about NaNoWriMo,

3.) Share your thoughts on the value of each person writing a book, perhaps as an update on your GoodReads reading,

4.) Write a novel that references a classic book, tells a good story, and makes a difference. I’m working on that through my historical fantasy #WiP, #WhoByFireIWill. Once published, donate one or more copies to your local public library, as I intend to do.

Other ideas welcome on how to #EndPoverty, #EndHomelessness, & #EndMoneyBail, starting with improving these four parts of our good #PublicDomainInfrastructure:

1. #libraries,

2. #ProBono legal aid and Education,

3. #UniversalHealthCare, and

4. good #publictransport

Read, Write, Ranked Choice Voting and Housing for ALL!!!!, Walk !

#PublicDomainInfrastructure #StopSmoking for CCOVID-19

ShiraDest

 September 2020, High Holidays of 5781, 12020 HE