Friday, April 4, 2014

Exam #2 Bloopers: Hooverisms


What is a Hoover Sandwich? The answer should mention hunger and poverty during the Depression and maybe a  discussion of other things Hooverized like "Hoover Flag (inside out empty pockets) and Hooverville.  

These answers Hoovered-off the wrong way.


Hoover Sandwich orderd the veterans to be cleared away. 

Hoover Sandwich was a plan he had to trap North Korea and China while they were at war.

Hoover Sandwich is all the countries we control 


Hoover Sandwich is when you empty your pockets and they are empty. 

Exam #2: Capitalism?

Explain the quote: "Capitalism was saved in 8 days...."


The correct answers (and there were MANY included an explanation of how the FDIC and regulation changed banking in the US.  

These answers were a little off the trail.


  • The US didn’t want any country to become capitalist so we put a stop to it. I’m pretty sure that China was one country that was trying to become capitalist.

  • President Hoover threatened the US would be controlled by capitalism but it was saved. 

  • Everyone was forced to become capitalist or they would be killed. 8 days to surrender.  

  • This is a quote by FDR after we “won” the war in such a short amount of time. (Note: FDR died before WW2 ended, and WW2 was a few days longer than 8....)







Exam #2: Casablanca? Potsdam?



None of the following happened during WW2 conferences, except in the stressed imagination of my students on Exam Day.

  • They all  came together to say “no, France is America’s”

  • Potsdam conference they decided how Russia would be split up. They decided on 4 parts with the US getting Berlin.

  • Casablanca Conference was the US telling Mexico we want their land and we will protect them. Then at the Potsdam Conference we decide Mexico would become part of America.

  • The Casablanca Conference was at an airport in black and white. 

  • My gut tells me the answer is League of nations is part of this answer. My brain tells me I’m an idiot for not having coffee this morning.

  • I can honestly say I have no idea. Pains me but isn’t Casablanca a wine? Or an early 1990s movie?

  • Casablanca Conference had to do with Great Britain getting between New Mexico and Italy.

Thursday, April 3, 2014

Book #38: Bloody Good (Carrie by Stephen King)




My morning starts early and different from normal. Instead of giving tests, I’m taking them. And I don’t want to. There is nothing good about needles, nothing. 

I consider grabbing a stack of blue books to bring and grade then decide to grab a book.

The two I have at home are Carrie and Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy (Complete Trilogy). 

Carrie is smaller and fits in my purse.  Off I go to where I don’t want to go. The sky is low, like clouds are invading.

I drive up my street, go through a patch of fog and end up 
staring down  a tribe of deer who don’t look smart enough to be annoyed with cars.  I join the crazy early morning Tallahassee rush hour that moves  so much faster and more aggressively than the 8:45 rush hour. I wonder if anyone else knows this? 

My brain feels full of flakes of knowledge like that, waiting to be useful or discarded like dandruff.


So I start Carrie while I’m in the waiting room and a bell goes off and apparently my name was flashing on a screen AND someone called out my name but I didn’t hear them because I was THAT absorbed in this book.

Yes, I already knew Carrie was about a prom, and there would be blood.
This is a book of science, religion, questions, bullying, revenge and hate and maybe maybe maybe redemption. Even though I pretty much knew where the story was going, I loved how it unwound shifting through time and perspectives.

I had no idea Stephen King was this great a storyteller. I've seen him on TV and his eyebrows scared me, so I've made it a habit to avoid his books. I'm glad a student forced me to break that bad habit and start reading Stephen King.


It was awful, crazy, horrortastic wonderful. I finish the book after dinner, a dinner I left in the oven and burnt to a crisp because this book was THAT good. 

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Book #37: Unwind. (My Daughter has already Jacked this book***)

Imagine this.

In the future there is no legal abortion and human life is protected from conception until the age of 13.  

Women unable to raise their children had two options: leave the baby with the state or "stork" the baby by leaving it on someone's doorstep.  

No big deal if the kids live in overcrowded state homes or with parents who leave them to die. No biggie. Just as long as abortion is illegal, all is good, right

In the future parents DO have a great amount of power and  "choice" when the child turns 13. 

Parents have a window from that moment until the child reaches the age of 18 to sign documents asking the government to "unwind' the child.

The government picks the kids up and takes them to Camp Harvest where they are exercised and fattened up and ultimately unwound in a maze of medical capitalistic welfare state world.

I will NOT ruin this book by telling you it's better than Divergent PLUS Hunger Games mashed up together but I will stake my book club on this. I've read and liked either of those books, you will LOVE this book.  I started it at 10am and read it every minute I could until I finished it around 5pm. 

It didn't make me cry, but it did make me think, and in my world that makes this book treasure.


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Book #36: if i stay

I forgive the author for giving this book a title with only lower case letters.

That is simply the book's only flaw. Read this book, give it to your daughter, a friend, an enemy, anyone who needs  a good hard cry.  

The first part of this book takes the reader through the early part of day 1, the day of the accident. A family of four gets into a car, the car is in an accident, only one of them survives -- the narrator.

Through flashback after flashback the narrator relives her happiest sweetest moments.  

Then she remembers her baby brother is dead, her parents are dead.

 She's pretty much dead. Might as well go, let go of whatever tiny bonds hold her to her body, and jump into the sky, into what comes next.

But a circle of people parade in front of her, and speak to her comatose body. 

Some say "you can go, it's ok" some stay "don't go, I will never forgive you." I won't ruin who said what, but when you read it, have kleenex.

I cried. I didn't think I would cry, I thought I was immune, but this book got me. 

Book #35: Fly on the Wall: How One Girl Saw Everything

Book #35 called to me because it was pink and title was vague. Or so I thought. Until the main character became a fly.  The reason no one in her family noticed is because her parents were getting a divorce and each of them was travelling, leaving her alone in New York City with money, a subway pass and a key. (Yay! A parenting book! When can I leave *my* teenagers? I digress)

Fly on the Wall: How One Girl Saw Everything is a short good read. 

The writing is creative and smart and the characters are completely believable. This book could be a Disney show or movie.

 Or wait, no, because of the dirty parts.

Yes, dirty parts.

 A big part of this teen-targeted book involves the time the heroine spends in the boys locker room as a fly on the wall, seeing the guys she knows from school in all sorts of umm, well, ok, just use your imagination.

As a fly she notices the boys locker room is roomier than the cramped girls locker room, and the boys have lockers almost 3 times larger than the girls do.

Tranformed back from being a fly back to a student, the heroine points out to the administration the the locker rooms violate Title 9. The administration agrees to switch the girls into the larger lockerroom and send the boys to the smaller one, to be fair.  The author never tells us how "well" the boys take this news because the books ends on a happy complete smart note. 

Book #34: Multiple Guess: There is Really A Chapter Called....

Book #34 is a widely read often recommended book.

When I told students I was reading it, one student blurted out "My Mom gave me that! It's good!"

 I love Steve Harvey, so after I finished the book  instead of writing this review I read three more books and moved half the furniture in my house around.

He is a kind person, and I hope this comes out with kindness. His book is good, but it hit me in sore spots.

Let's start with the table of contents. Guess which is a real chapter title?
A) Three Things Every Man Needs: Love, Loyalty, the Cookie
B) Men Respect Standards. Get Some.
C) Strong, Independent -- and Lonely -- Women
D) How to Get the Ring
E) All of the Above
Guess the answer.

 No seriously. Without looking on instagram, where I posted the pictures.

Yes, E.

Sigh. Steve Harvey means well in his book "Act like a Lady, Think Like a Man" (wait, wait, shouldn't that be "gentleman"? Noo? Enough said?)  but the whole book is based on a few huge gaps.

First. The title implies that being a Man is a way of being, and being a Woman Lady is something women have to be taught, implying that when left on their own women do crazy things, unrespectable  UN*ladylike things.

Next, this book is completely hetero-centric.

I'm totally not sure if I made that word up, but I like it. This book assumes there is one way for the puzzle of love and life to come together. Enough said.

Third, the author states early in the book that men want achievement, power, to be able to protect and provide.

A man is someone who makes choices that take him on the road to more and more self-esteem.

If you read the Feminine Mystique (please? please?) and make it to the end, Betty Friedan points out the only way to be a complete self-respecting adult person (who could be an equal partner to another self-respecting person)  is to find something you love and spend your life growing that talent and use it for service.

Steve Harvey (unintentionally, I'm sure) perpetuates the idea that women are different than men with a different mindset (win the ring!)  and goals (win the ring!).

 Underneath this is the horrible myth that marriage is an actual goal a person can have, and should work towards as though it  was not a choice but a transformational achievement in life.

 I tell my students - male and female -  they are not allowed to get married until they have lived alone, had their own car, their own degree, their own job. After that, OK, you can freely choose.

But as long as you are looking for someone to protect you, support you, complete you then you must believe you are incomplete, so definitely don't get married.

 I digress. But I don't. If you skimmed that part, read it again.

Fine.  Let's continue to the part with the pineapple juice.

No wait, first, the rules. I'll skip a lot of the rules that Mr. Harvey lays out but not this one.

He tells women to never take out the trash.

That's a man's job, and doing that for him diminishes his manliess.

Alrighty. What man doesn't feel more manly coming home to a house with a full trash can?
Yay, that's a happy home. Enough said.

Now the part about the glass pineapple juice jar. Don't ask me why the pineapple juice is in a glass jar, I've never seen such exoticness.

  In a part of the book where Mr. Harvey tells aspiring Women "Ladies" to let men provide for them, he says that not all men can provide materially, so let him give what he can (take out the trash, eat the cookies) then tells women who DO earn money to not flaunt it in a man's face.

Mr. Harvey tells a story about a man who LOVED LOVED LOVED him some pineapple juice.

 He drank it, cooked with it, always had it with him.

One day he was at the grocery with his new Ms. Thing and he puts a jar of pineapple juice in her grocery cart and Ms. Thing - the Lonely Independent Woman - takes the pineapple juice out of the cart and drops it on the ground in front of everyone, smashing it to pieces (this is why you buy pineapple in cans, peoples) and says "YOU HAVE NO MONEY SO YOU CAN'T PUT ANYTHING IN THE CART."

The moral? The lesson? Women Ladies who have money,don't humiliate your men.

Awesome.

So no comment on what she did was abusive and humiliating and if she's acting like this in public what the heck is going on behind closed doors?

No comment on how this would ALSO not be ok for a man to do to a lady, right? Or would it be, since men are the providers? I'm confused.

All and all, I'm glad I read this book, that I can join the conversation with people who have read this book.

Books do that, you know. They connect us with invisible bridges, scars, tattoos. When people have read the same book they feel like they've been somewhere, seen something that only exists between the covers of THAT book.

Later I'll tell you about the students who have been sneaking into my office and begging to borrow books.  Now, I have three more books to review for you.

Act Like a Lady: Think Like a Man. Steve Harvey

Sunday, March 30, 2014

Book #33: The Book Two Students Gave Me and Now I Know Why

Remember how I didn't publish my list of books because I didn't want students to influenced by what they thought I might/not like? Well because of that experiment I ended up with 2 sets of 2 books.

The first is book #33. The other, I have been told, will make me cry so hard I need to wait until I have a good solid two days to leave this world and feel emotions that glow brighter than the horrible neon-bright fashions that are being revived from 1980s.

Before I go further, let me remind you this book is coming after I read Ron Burgundy and Tina Fey.

Would you like to be at bat in that spot in that line up? Tough.

Three pages into the book I knew EXACTLY why two students assigned me this book.

"The Zombie Survival Guide" is freaking brilliant.

And funny. And important.

This book is a delightful reminder of the imaginative science in science-fiction.

 Now I know what causes Zombies, what kinds of Zombies there ARE, and where I should NOT go in case of an apocalypse (hospital! police! first floor entry!) I know what to do, what to pack, what to really look out for.

Example. In a Zombie apocalypse, should I find myself in a boat, I will have my survival pack with me and will  DEFINITELY remember that Zombies don't need air so they can jump up from under the water.  

Knowing this gives me POWER, so I station people in rotating watch over the anchor to make sure zombies don't climb up anchor and kill me or Zombify me.

Awesome.


Book #32: Yes, and....

Remember how I told you book #31 was super smart  and also laughoutloud HITYOURHEADWITHTHEBOOK funny?

Book #32 was so good I told all my classes and everyone in screaming range that they need to read THIS book.  It was kinder, funnier, soooo much more compassionate and wise than I could have imagined.

 I apologize to the student who lent me this book. I should have read it sooner. I should have read it years ago and passed it on to fifteen people.

Why didn't I read this book sooner?

 I meant to read it first, then I didn't, then I kept pushing it back and pushing it back and reading other books.

  I know why but I can't tell you.

 Ok, I'll tell you but it's not true.

OK, its true but only so vaguely true that its like the vapor that slips out of your freezer when you open it to peek for ice cream that you didn't buy but maybe just appeared magicalistically.

Here it is.

Deep in my heart didn't want Tina Fey's book to be THIS good because that makes her 10% beyond dazzlingly talently perfect, which is both impossible and awesome.

In the week I didn't write about this book (but talked about it! ask at least 200 people that have to deal with me!)  so awed by a great story by a delightful voice that  instead of writing (and imitating her?) I just sat quiet and read three more books and graded a gazillion more sheets of this and that from my students.

Saturday morning, a week after I finished the book, I meet an ex-student for breakfast.

She's near-perfect, fun, and is connected to Abuela in a way I'll tell you about another day.

She's an accounting major, a hard-working, disciplined live-in-the-library and concentrate-until-she-knows-it student who is spending college having a bit less fun that others.

That's fine. At the age of 25 she will be out earning me, and people who now beg her to blow of her homework will be coming to her begging for help.

 It's worth the work. Tina Fey would agree. On top of that I tell her - and I'm telling you - that Bossypants is incredibly body-positive, open-minded and and a fun fast read.

She doesn't have time to read it but then again, maybe she does.

We both giggle at the thought that reading a book is "cheating" on the real work in college.

Eggs come, hashbrowns arrived.

We talk about boys and love and the world.

She asks me if I've really read 30+ many books and how I'm juggling it all.

The reading is easy.  I ignore everyone and sit in a chair and smile. It's the writing that kills me.

Soon after that we part. I spend the better part of my weekend not writing about the four complete books I've finished.

I grade, I do laundry, I empty out the fridge and fill bags with suspicious mustard etc. Then I think about moving my non-office (which looks like a refugee camp between the kitchen and the dining room table) into the suddenly welcoming and uber-cute laundry room.

But first I thought I should move the dining room into the den and get goodwill to pick up that horrible sofa and that recliner that no one wanted and showed up anyway and clearly won't leave on its own.

Before all that, I put a chicken in the over and demand to myself that I write this entire review before dinner is ready.

 I have :52 seconds left.


BOOK #32: Bossypants by Tina Fey