I don’t have any new Canadian photos to post, but in honour of my country’s 146th birthday I have posted a photo of what I have come to think of as my home. I hope you like it.
To my Canadian friends and family…Happy Canada Day!
I don’t know if those masks are for Idul Fitri or not, but Jakarta is really changing right now. The end of Ramadan coincides with Independence Day here and the city is turning Red and White (the national flag colors) and really devoutly Islamic right now. If I wasn’t suffering culture shock already, I’d be feeling it now.
I went through photos of fireworks and birthday cakes, sparklers and candles. Then I found this photo. I posted a very similar version of this a few years ago when my family traveled to Disneyland for the first time. My wife and I had both been before, but we took our kids for the first time. The experience was amazing. My son and daughter were the proverbial “kids in a candy store”. They didn’t know where to look first. They wanted to ride everything, see everything, experience everything.
By the end of the first day in Disneyland, the kids were exhausted but excited. They wanted to sleep but did not want to leave. As the fireworks were about to start to end the day, we came across this ride: The Astro Orbitor. My son and daughter stood, transfixed by the streaks of light. The only words were, “Awesome,” and, “Amazing.” It was a celebration of everything we’d done that day. One long party ending with a light show.
This is my 500th post on WordPress.
I’d like to thank all of you for the fun and encouragement and compliments and…well, for being nice to me. So…thanks.
And here’s to the next 500. Wish me luck.
By the way, the flower above was the closest thing to a photo of fireworks that I had.
I wonder when it was that we (let’s say North American society) decided that it was essential to celebrate all things with “anniversaries” and “graduations.” As a high school teacher I get to hear about the one month anniversary between students so often that I’ve stopped pointing out that “anniversary” actually means something to which one returns on a yearly basis.
I’ve also encountered at least one (my daughter) kindergarten graduation with another one (my son) on the way this June. Not that I don’t find joy in the milestones of my children but a graduation is the act of conferring on someone a degree. I know that it’s a beautiful thing to see a bunch of six year olds smiling as their moms take bad photos of them singing some cute rendition of a song that has little to do with “graduating” and everything to do with being cute, but it feels a little like we want to attach gravitas to everything we do.
Can’t we just take joy in something that is wonderful without tacking on a weighty title? Can’t we just love what we do and see and leave it at that? Why is it not important enough that my son is moving from kindergarten to grade one that we have to make it a “graduation?” Why can’t my students make their way from one class to another without some kind of iTunes soundtrack making their lives into a living t.v. show? Why is it that we take the “pomp”out of everything by attaching “circumstance” to anything? Did that last sentence even make sense? I don’t know, but I certainly feel like we’re trying to make every moment in our lives bigger than it actually is. But, hey, this is just one little blogger sharing his ideas with you. What do I know?
Pentax K20D; Pentax DA 18-55mm AL II; f8; ISO 100; 1/320 sec.