Wednesday, August 29, 2007
I love to travel, challenging as it can be with children. I love cities in particular, exploring architecture and history. But since we've had kids, our trips involve nature more often than not. While I miss the cities, I do value our excursions in nature because it's good for the kids.
When I was young, I spent a lot more time outdoors than my kids do. This issue has been much discussed. The increase in television viewing and computer game playing makes our children more sedentary. Even now, my daughter is downstairs playing with her Webkinz online.
Getting out into the wilderness is a conscious choice we make to ensure that our kids appreciate nature. This weekend we hiked 5.4 miles and played in the Zealand Falls. We went to the top of Mt. Washington on a crystal clear day and could see for miles. We scrambled through a series of natural caves, cool and dark. On the hike, my daughter stopped when she noticed tree roots in a pattern that resembled a hand. We all put our hands next to the roots while my husband took photos.
But we don't always have to travel far to appreciate nature. Our backyard has been an amazing resource. We live right outside a major city in the Northeast. Less than a mile away to the east you can find horse farms and livestock, and a mile or so to the west you can find a major urban area. Here's what we have found in our backyard:
A painted turtle
A catbird nest with many eggs that later hatched
A star-nosed mole (actually, my husband found it in the house!)
And of course the usual squirrels, chipmunks, and generic birds. I have seen a cardinal once or twice.
This fall I plan to put up some bird feeders to attract some more birds.
I have never been "into" nature; it's my husband who has encouraged us all to appreciate the outdoors more. But I'm glad that he has pushed us to appreciate the outdoors. So much about our culture today drives us indoors instead of outside.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
But now we're back and readjusted to living in a house again. Time to re-start the blogging.
Timothy Burke has written on the experience of parenting in a world of cultural norms that are still sexist. Though I objected to his characterization of "Politically Correct" parents denying their children sexist playthings, there was a lot about his post I liked. When Tim says "Maybe we change culture best by viewing and doing and being what we desire and love best, and less by trying to perform the role of an ideal and virtuous self," that really resonates with me.
I'm a woman of strong politically progressive beliefs, and it goes without saying, I think, that I would like to see our society become less sexist. I am concerned about the negative/stereotyped portrayals of gender in popular culture. And I have two children, an 8 year old girl and a 5 year old boy. In many ways my daughter fits the stereotype of a "girly girl." She loves pink, she loves nurturing her stuffed animals, she prefers dresses, she would rather dance than participate in most sports. And my son? Loves dinosaurs, trucks, taking things apart, throwing a baseball.
But as Tim said, as parents, we share the things we love with our kids. The kids now share my husband's love of nature and science. As a family we bike and canoe. And me? They share my love of tv. :) Back in grad school, I put together a panel entitled "Can I Be a Feminist and Still Like Popular Culture?" One panelist talked about rap music, another about Tolkien, another about graphic novels, and I talked about soap operas, particularly the portrayal of rape on soap operas. I took pleasure in watching soaps (I don't watch them now; once I had my daughter, I had no time to watch any more), yet I was surrounded by people who told me soaps were stupid and below me.
My response back in grad school at Postmodern University was not to hide my love of soaps but to be open about it. Most of my fellow students thought I was kind of strange, but others felt more empowered to "come out" about their "guilty pleasures" to me (hence my collection of fellow students who were willing to join the panel). In fact, it became a kind of test of someone's character (to me) how they responded to my assertion that I watched and enjoyed soap operas. Never had much use for people whose opinion of me would obviously change.
I may sound unconcerned about others' opinions, but I think maybe I'm applying 2o years of hindsight and experience. I was self-conscious, but I'd found so little value in performing a certain "ideal and virtual self" that I became more and more confident in this aspect of myself. This confidence was further bolstered when I met Famous Feminist Philosopher, who was visiting Postmodern University for a year and was teaching the grad course in Women's Studies. We ended up bonding over our enjoyment of General Hospital (I remember her as a fan of Colton and Felicia).
Over the next few years, the Internet started to evolve, and I became involved with online communities. And though I shouldn't have been surprised, I still was to find that the online communities for soap fans (and romance novel fans) were filled with smart intelligent women of my age. And for the past 15 years, I have spent a lot of time with these women (and some men) talking about television and popular culture and taking pleasure in it--and sometimes taking pleasure in criticizing it.
I'm not sure where I'm going with this other than to say I think that not only speaking about my pleasure in certain cultural texts but also expressing my criticism of some aspects of them has led to some very positive experiences. I'm not only sharing my love for pop culture but also my ambivalence for it, if that makes sense.
Friday, August 03, 2007
How has email changed how you communicate with your long-distance family?
All of my family live at least 3 hours away. For several years, they lived 7 hours away. Without e-mail and other online tools for communication, I don't know what I would have done. When I was 6 weeks postpartum with my son, my sister (who lived 3+ hours away) noticed that I "sounded" a bit tense on AOL IM, so she called me right away. She then made me call a doctor to get some help.My dad and I communicate much more since we've been using e-mail, and that's especially important now that he is bedridden from a spinal tumor/prostate cancer. We send each other links and notes. When he and my mom would travel, he'd e-mail their itinerary so we'd know where they were each day.
With my father's cancer diagnosis, my family members and I communicate more than ever. We were e-mailing back and forth so much to keep us updated (besides me, one sister lives 1.5 hours away and another sister has one year old twins, so she has communication issues, too) that I set up a Writeboard for us to communicate. We use that not only for sharing news about my dad, but also for anything else on our minds, and we use Skrbl when we need to draw pictures (for example, I'm having trouble planning a deck or patio in my backyard because of various setback issues).
I'm close with my family emotionally, if not geographically, and without e-mail, I don't think I would be able to live where I do, and I'd be settling for a job I don't love as much as the job I have now.
Unfortunately, my mother is not so e-mail friendly, which is why I'm entering this contest. ;)