In Flanders Fields

Categories: Life

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe;
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae

~

Rest ye in peace, ye Flanders dead;
The quarrel which ye so nobly led we’ve taken up,
And we will keep true faith with you who lie asleep,
Each with a cross to mark his bed and poppies bowing overhead,
Where once your life’s blood ran red.
So let your sleep be sweet and deep in Flanders Fields.

Fear not that you have died for naught;
The torch ye threw to us we caught;
Ten million hands will hold it high and freedom’s light shall never die;
We’ve learned the lesson ye have taught on Flanders Fields.

R. W. Lillard

~

Thank you to all who old the torch high in countless ways.

A book to read (that makes you smart)

Categories: Books

To finish off what was going to be just one post and has now turned into three, here’s a third thought on reading.

I’ve seen many studies on how the level of education the parents have, particularly the mother, influences how well kids do in school and how much education they get. The higher a mom goes, the higher the kids will go. (My kids are going to be awesome!) Of course it’s a complicated process with a lot of factors influencing it, but it’s held true across many studies.

It seems there’s something that’s even more important though – the number of books in your home. Physical books. That you can hold and flip pages through and bend the spines back and dog ear the pages and press flowers in and buy way too many bookmarks for.

According to The Chronicle of Higher Education, they’ve even figured out a cut off point for how many books it takes to make a difference. The answer? 500.

Why would owning books matter? I would think it’s because people who own books read books (even if they do throw them from time to time). They are in your life. You read them to your kids. Your kids see you reading them. In addition, the more you read, the better writer you are, and as someone who’s been grading a lot of college papers lately, I really wish some of them would’ve read more as a child.

500 books can seem like a lot. I did a quick count of a few book shelves in our house, just shelves, and then some rough estimating. You’d need between 10 and 15 shelves of books. This of course depends on how thick your books are. I have about 40 books on one shelf and approaching 80 on another (picture books are generally really skinny and you can get a lot of them on a shelf). So on the four shelves we have in one room we probably have 230 books or so. So just one more book case and we’ve got it! And since we have more than one book case, I think we’re set.

Owning books can be an investment though. But it doesn’t have to be the huge investment most people think it is. The average book-buying household (so not counting those people who don’t bother to buy a book) spends $175 on 19 books per year. That’s roughly $9 per book, which really isn’t too bad. But at that rate it’s going to take you just over 20 years and over $4,000 to get the magic 500 books. After hearing that statistic in 2005 I decided to keep track and see how many I bought in a year and what I spent on them. I bought 24 books that year and spent only $109.55. At that rate it would still take 20 years to buy 500 books, but I’d be spending less than half on them. I got a lot of those books that year at school book fairs. You can get some great books for practically nothing with school book orders. And used book stores are always fun to check out as well.

Books were a part of every holiday growing up. We always got books for birthdays and Christmas. If books are a part of your life, you can reach that 500 in no time. You don’t have to have a dedicated library room in your home to make a difference (although I would love to have one some day).

More on reading in our family – Ooh Shemo: Reading

A book to throw

Categories: Books, Questions

This is not a novel to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with great force.
– Dorothy Parker

There’s something satisfying in finishing a book. In knowing the story from beginning to end. It’s an accomplishment you can check off your list. And yet there are certain books I just never got through. For some reason I just couldn’t get myself to the end.

There are two books that I’m actually proud that I didn’t finish. The most recent one was Wicked. I just couldn’t stomach it any more and wish I hadn’t read as far into it as I actually did. I got about 100 pages or so from the end. I like telling people I didn’t finish that one.

And I’m quite proud of the fact that I never read more than probably the first 10, maybe 25, pages of Heart of Darkness in high school and yet still managed to do quite well on the quizes.

But others just seem to have beaten me.

For a while in college I was really into the Jack Ryan series by Tom Clancy. I read all of them up through Rainbow Six. And then I came home from Brasil and tried to read The Bear and the Dragon and couldn’t finish it. (That one I’m convinced I tried to read too soon after I got home and if I read it now I’d be fine).

I like reading James Michener’s books as well but had a hard time getting through some of the sections of Texas and haven’t finished that one yet, although I do intend to some day. I should probably read some of his other books sitting on my shelves first.

I started reading The Three Musketeers once over ten years ago but had to return it to the library before I finished and just never got around to getting it again. I don’t want that book to have beaten me.

I’ve tried reading Redwall several times and can’t get past the first few pages. There’s even a bookmark in it on page 14 that’s been there for years. But if I were to pick it up again I’d have to read those first 14 pages over because I can’t remember what they said. In fact, I think that book mark is from a second attempt to read the book. I think my first attempt only got to page 5 or 6.

Other than Wicked and Heart of Darkness, I feel bad that so far the books I haven’t finished have beaten me. They’ve gotten the better of me. I’ve been beaten by a book. I’m better than a book, it shouldn’t be beating me.

:pencil: What is it about books that makes us want to push through to the end when we so easily give up on other things? What is it about some books that makes finishing almost an impossible task? Do you ever feel taunted by books you haven’t finished? Do you take pride in some books you never got through? What books have you not finished and why? Which books have you wanted to throw “with great force”?

Some words for thought:
What does it take for you to give up on a book? – NPR interview with Chicago Tribune culture critic Julia Keller. I suggest listening to the whole thing.
Breaking up (with books) is hard to do – First column referenced in the NPR story.
Readers say when – Second column referenced in the NPR story.

Related:
Yesterday’s post – A book to hold
Tomorrow’s post – A book to read (that makes you smart)

A book to hold

Categories: Books, Musings, Science & Tech

There’s something about having a book physically in your hands that really can’t be beat. The feel. The smell. New books have a different smell than old books, but I love them just the same. It’s a big part of why I really can’t see myself ever enjoying an e-reader. I recall several times in Star Trek, when all reading is done electronically, the reverence the characters had toward actual printed words and how valuable a physical book was. There’s just something about the feel of a book.

I enjoyed this quote from a Mental Floss article, What does the future hold for libraries? last month:

… but I’ll always choose books over computers, because computers become obsolete, and books do not. A well-bound hardback can last a hundred years or more. How long will a computer last?

The fact that I have books that are decades old while my computer is considered dying at 5 years says something. My books I will pass on. My children and grandchildren will read them.

One of the books I read this year belonged to my grandma and I felt warm inside when I came to passages that she had marked. It was also fun for me because it would be other passages that I would mark. But it was a book she had held. And while she died when I was nine months old, that book was an experience she and I shared. You can’t do that with an electronic book.

The history of civilization classes I took at BYU were through the special collections at the library. We looked at Sumerian tablets. Ancient Papyrus. Illuminated manuscripts. Physical writings from the past that are still part of our lives today. The physical act of writing and having something physical to hold connects generations across time. When the batteries die today, what will be left to read?

The Icelandic volcano has been in the news a lot lately. I love this picture of it with ash and lightning. It’s so majestic and beautiful in its power. The effect it’s had on my life has been pretty much non-existent. But for thousands of people it changed their day-to-day lives and caused a lot of problems. A group of people stranded by the ash came together to create a magazine about their experience. The finished product will be available online, but ultimately they want to create a physical magazine, something you can touch and hold. I could really understand the sentiment behind what the creator said:

“To create a website would be something continually updated for a while but eventually it would wither away and die in a corner of the internet.

“To make a physical product means that it exists on your bookshelf that you can pick up and read and remember. It happens in a more serendipitous way in your life; it brings back the emotional resonance again.”

My personal journal is hand written for similar reasons. I need it to be permanent. I need it to be set rather than something I can continually update. And I need it to exist on a bookshelf as a way to say that my life exists. I’m also reminded that I should really make a physical product out of a lot of my electronic writings for very similar reasons.

There is just something about having a physical book to hold. And I hope to always have one within reach.

Tomorrow’s post: A book to throw.

Spicy Chicken

Categories: Food

Last night I made us some spicy chicken for dinner.

Ingredients

  • Chicken
  • Salsa

I cut up four chicken breasts into roughly nugget sizes or smaller and then spread them out in one layer on the bottom of the pan. I spooned a lot of salsa on top and then spread it out so all the pieces had salsa on them (not a thick layer, just a thin layer). I covered the pan with foil and put it in the oven. After about 20 minutes or so I removed the foil and raised the tray and put the oven on broiler to finish cooking and give them a bit of a crunch on top. We served it with rice.

It was super easy and real good. The salsa we have is a chipotle salsa and has a real smokey flavor to it. We might try it again with a layer of bar-b-que sauce instead of salsa.

They called it, “What is it?”

Categories: Gospel

14 And when the dew that lay was gone up, behold, upon the face of the wilderness there lay a small round thing, as small as the hoar frost on the ground.
15 And when the children of Israel saw it, they said one to another, It is manna: for they wist not what it was. And Moses said unto them, This is the bread which the Lord hath given you to eat.
Exodus 16:14-15

Manna, or man-hu in Hebrew, actually means, “What is it?” When the Israelites called it manna, they were actually saying they had no idea what it was. It tasted like coriander seed, was white, and apparently it was nutritious because they were able to live on it for 40 years. It also had a real short shelf life. No food storage going on here. And it was a blessing from heaven. But beyond that, they didn’t know what it was.

Reading about it recently I wondered about some things in my life. There have been things, people, events, that have shown up that I really don’t know how to describe them. They just are. I find myself responding with a well thought out “what?” or perhaps a puzzled “huh,” when I come across them. Of course in their own way they are blessings from heaven, but that doesn’t mean I can explain them beyond that. It is my own manna from heaven.

I imagine that each of us has blessings in our life that we can explain no better than the Israelites could explain manna. They just are. The important thing is to express gratitude for them, whatever they may be.

6 Months

Categories: Family, Happy Things

Yea!! :kiss:

0 – November – Get married
1 – December – Run a marathon
2 – January – Go to Disneyland!
3 – February – In Phoenix
4 – March – Pi!
5 – April – Flowers in our yard
6 – May – Gila Valley Temple open house

And just as a side note, on Wednesday Brett and I were featured as wedding graduates on A Practical Wedding.