When do you think we will have our last snow? I’ll give you three guesses.
The human body has many complex organs that are beyond our comprehension. Our brains have always been the most fascinating of all to me.
How can a brain, first of all, create such beautiful music that Beethoven and Mozart (to mention only two) created? Then how can someone else memorize it and play it flawlessly from memory?
What brought this to mind was when I watched a DVD of the late Victor Borge, known as the Great Dane by some. He combined comedy and an amazing skill at the piano — that is, when he stopped fooling around and actually played.
I have no musical talent, but I know how to type, having learned that in my sophomore year at high school. I am not comparing typing skill to playing the piano, but it also requires memory. The typewriter keys on which I learned to type were blank. We had to memorize where each key was and which finger to use when we typed, keeping our hands on “home row.” To this day, I cannot look at the keys as I type as it confuses me, so my memory is still intact after all these years.
I also learned Gregg shorthand that same year. That is a written, not spoken, language. It, too, fascinates me that someone’s brain could devise such a shortcut and that we could learn it.
I recently received an email that was called “Ten things that will disappear in our lifetime.” One of the 10 items read: “Cursive writing is no longer being taught in school.”
How will future generations sign legal documents? Furthermore, shorthand is based on parts of letters written in cursive. Will it be passe because no one is able to write longhand?
I was still in the workforce when computers, Dictaphones and copy machines came into being. Shorthand was not a requirement to obtain a position as a secretary. But I find shorthand is still a useful tool when I am reading books as I like to jot down favorite passages or words and learn their meanings. It’s a way of increasing one’s vocabulary.
At some future time when I am gone and my shorthand notes are found, will people think my scribbles are a form of Egyptian hieroglyphics? Poring over my notes, they won’t know there once was such a thing as shorthand.
During this Arctic deep freeze, I got to thinking about the
bears hibernating in winter. Please note: not the capital letter Bears but
the ones who are smart enough to hibernate. Come to think of it, the
capital letter ones did seem to hibernate rather early too, didn’t they?
The small letter bears certainly have the right idea on how to cope with
the cold. How come we of the human variety have not come up with a way of
dealing with the cold?
A friend in Arizona often mentions walking outdoors even when
the temperature drops into the ’60’s. She said that the “snowbirds,” who
arrive yearly, laugh at the locals for their choice in donning scarves, hats
and mittens when they walk durinig this “cold” spell.
You would think we humans could have come up with a pill that would put
us to sleep for, say, three months – January through March. Or — for the
more hardy — at least for the month of January.
Some of our “feathered” birds do not migrate and remain here and
don’t seem to mind it at all. You don’t see them swinging their wings back
and forth like we human flap our arms to get warm or blowing on the tips of
Once Christmas was over, I’d see in the New Year and then take a
pill that could assure me of slumber until May 1. Imagine emerging and
finding the world full of flowers. No March winds or April showers. There
is a saying that goes “you have to take the rain to appreciate the
sunshine.” I’d just as soon have someone tell me about the windy and rainy
months without having to put up with them.
No more tire-damaging potholes, slushy parking lots piled high
with snowbanks doing away with precious few parking spots, frozen fingers.
Who needs that?
Then I reconsider when I remember the mode of attire in the
summer. All those flip flops for shoes, navels peeking out from under
too-short tops, hairy legs on shorts-clad citizens. In winter we do not
have to look at ugly exposed body parts of fellow citizens.
Maybe a mild thaw will change my mind. But I’m not sure. I am
not tossing out my parka, gloves and boots just yet. But I am tempted. One
more forecast of lake effect snow, or sub-zero temperatures and I’m taking
the pill as soon as it’s available.