Tag Archives: American

Empty, Spent, Blank, While the Pundits Catch Up

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The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism, where it resides under the title:

“Trump is the Republican Candidate: It’s a Bit Late to Face American Fascism”

Slaveholders, Militant Immediatists and Everyone in Between

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The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

“Slaveholders, Militant Immediatists and Others on the Abolition Spectrum”

Freedom: Some Qualifications

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The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

“Free People of Color: Before Abolition It Was a Freedom with Qualifications”

What is Basic History Education?

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The Big No-No: An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

“What Is Good History Education: Civil War Battles or Why They Were Fought?”

The Real America or the Real Issues

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The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

“Hey, Real Americans Out There In Real America, What About the Real Issues?”

Martin Chuzzlewit in the U-nited States

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Since I’ve been blogging about Victor Hugo’s stories, let me jump over to England and Charles Dickens.

This winter break I had the bad luck to get the flu. For days I could barely get out of bed. But every cloud has a silver lining, and this cloud’s lining was that I got to read Martin Chuzzlewit in a few days. Continue reading

The Horror, the Horror! Really, I’m Serious

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Ah! Only seven days and one to go to Halloween, my ravenous readers, so I feel compelled to warn you. I move as though invisible through the streets and alleys and I observe the good citizens of my subdivision decorating their trees and lawns with whimsically carved calabashes and synthetic spiderwebs, comfortably convinced that ghouls are merely a myth, a myth upheld for no other reason that to have a costume party. Continue reading

Your Friendly Neighborhood Politicians: Attack Ads in American and Dutch Elections

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The Bottom Line: Money and Politics in the Netherlands vs America

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Party Platforms: Promises, Promises!

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Can Politicians Compromise?

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Should the wing nuts (that’s right-wing nuts and left-wing nuts for you, Dutch readers) have less say in the elections? Or More? How does that work in the Dutch parliamentary system?

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Who Can Represent the Whole Country?

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Interesting Code!

We Dutch are world-famous for our directness, so American conversations require a whole new set of skills. In my previous post, I wrote about an example of what Americans say and what they mean. There’s a lot of that. I have figured most of it out by now–at least I think I have.  But that doesn’t leave me any less mystified.

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I Love You

Another post in the “Weird Things Americans Say” spirit.

When my brand new American boyfriend T–now my husband for 18 years–first spoke to his parents on my phone in the Netherlands, he ended the call with telling his parents he loved them, apparently in response to them telling him the same.

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The Meaning of Shit

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Boterham ≠ Sandwich

When I still lived in Holland a Canadian friend came to visit and we went to see my parents, in part because they lived in Enkhuizen, a wonderful tourist destination. At lunchtime my mother set the table with all the different sandwich toppings she had. My parents looked on in horror as my friend first put jam on her sandwich, then chocolate sprinkles, and then pink sprinkles on top of that! Continue reading

President For A Day

What would I do if I were president for a day? There are tremendous limits to what a president can do, let alone in one day. If I were president for a day, the most I could hope to get out of it would be really good room service from the White House chef, and shooting some hoops in the White House basketball court. Here’s a more useful question: What would I change if I were an absolute monarch for a day, and after that the country went back to being a democracy forever? Continue reading

Food Poisoning

This is an almost 20-minute video, but the information Robyn O’Brien gives is important to know. Coming from Holland seventeen years ago, I felt like almost everybody here is allergic to something. My husband would jokingly say, “Oh sure, the Dutch are never allergic,” thinking it was just another of my everything’s-better-in-Holland observations, but seriously, there didn’t seem half as many people allergic to stuff in Holland as there are in America. Now it turns out this might be true. So there, hubby! Continue reading

Is Our Children Learning?

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In order to be a teaching assistant, I had to take a course on how to teach writing. Other than that it was annoying that students in Mexico were taking the course long-distance and that the technical difficulties were interrupting the flow, I have no memory of learning how to teach writing. But I got an A and now I’m a teaching assistant.

In the English department of this university being a teaching assistant doesn’t mean I assist anybody. I just teach. I teach two classes of university students Remedial English.

What’s that like?

Watch Out For Inflation

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Pieter Breugel The Tower of Babel

 Not everything related to education here can be easily translated into Dutch. To American standards I’m studying at a university, but to Dutch standards that’s a rather big word.

Let me explain.

Magner Come Lowdy

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Mary Had a Little Lamb

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One of the first days on my job as librarian at that small high school, I was sitting behind my desk, sorting catalog cards – yes, cards in 1995!—and some students were sitting at a table near me, showing each other pictures.

One girl who couldn’t have been more than fifteen asked me if I wanted to see pictures of her son. I started to laugh, and then remembered that America has a problem with teen pregnancies. I quickly turned it into a cough. She wasn’t joking.

To put it in perspective:

Around the World in Five Weeks

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The registrar, after telling me that the courses I took in middle and high school in Holland didn’t count, had then turned around and given me credit for a few, so in the second summer session I took two history courses, all the courses I needed to have a minor in history.

I couldn’t be a librarian, but after these two five-week courses I could conceivably teach history in high school.

The first course was World History, for 90 minutes a day. World History is also taught in high school here, but you can get around it, and anyway, in high school it’s usually also just one semester.

Since history isn’t taught properly in high school, you have to take it again in college, where it also isn’t taught properly, because how on earth can you teach world history from Mesopotamia to the present in one semester or in a five-week summer course?

Well, let me tell you.

Look at Me–I Can Read!

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The second summer course was Survey of English Literature from the Romantics to the Present.

That was a great course. It was largely a survey of poets and poetry, but since I hadn’t had much poetry in high school, most of this was new to me.

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Huh?

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Sing Along, Now, Girls and Boys!

 

Apparently having good company for your birthday is not enough when you go out to eat. In many restaurants the personnel sings a song for the celebrant. And everyone in the restaurant will know about it. The waiters meet near the kitchen and start clapping as they walk to the birthday person’s table. Often they sing and clap their very own house-birthday song: Continue reading

An Odd Job

I came to this country with a degree in library science and eleven years of experience setting up, running, automating, and reorganizing libraries. I had voluntarily left my wonderful job in the Netherlands as the librarian of an awesome archaeology library, to follow my husband to his country, and – as it turned out – to his hometown. Continue reading

Big Deal

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Rings and Things

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Follow the Money

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(From a letter in 1996)

So how does our little high school get the funds to operate? Well, every school receives a portion of the local property taxes, but since this hamlet is dirt poor, that’s not much. Therefore there are all sorts of compensations. Extra funds are available for schools with a certain percentage of students living below the poverty line. In this school, 98% of students apply.

What else?

Divide and Conquer

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Although there are no more than one hundred employees in the whole school district, which is made up of one little elementary school, one little middle school, and one little high school, all on the same grounds, the superintendent insists on everyone following the correct hierarchical lines. This leads to idiotic situations.

Take my own example.

Special Ed.

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A special education teacher should be one of the most valuable teachers in a school. Not only does she have to know most of the curriculum, but she has to have a vast knowledge of and experience in teaching methods developed to help students with special needs. I have no opinion of the special ed teacher at my high school, because I never saw her in action. What I do know is that her teacher’s aide started rumors about her, and she left a few months into this year.

You’d almost think they’d timed it that way.

And the Rest

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Oh No! A Test!

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Friday All-Day Lights

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There is often a change in the daily planning at the school because of “activities”. During football season there’s a game against another school every Friday night. The South Texas schools are divided by size. Since our school is tiny, we play against other tiny schools. Sometimes these are very far away.

For instance…

A Day in the Life

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Cougar Time

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A So-called Year

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For the students the school year begins on Wednesday (sic), August 16. It ends on Tuesday (sic again), May 28. The Christmas vacation began on Thursday, December 21 and ended on Monday, January 8. More than two and a half weeks. Instead of autumn break there’s Thanksgiving in November, which means three days off, and sometimes a whole week. At Easter only Good Friday is a holiday. Instead of Easter break there’s Spring Break in March. For the rest there’s a long weekend in September  for Labor Day.

Find out what happens when school is in session.