Avoiding homework tonight, I (Sarah) decided to surf the internet for soon-to-be-released movies I want to see. Check out their websites.
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
Pride and Prejudice
The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Saturday, October 22, 2005
autumn in New England
Most of the trees here in southern Connecticut are still green, but there are a few gorgeous ones in brilliant shades of orange and red. Some seem to be on fire. Juma and I went on a nature walk to take some pictures so you can see a little piece of New England in the fall.
(Unfortunately the sky was not blue that day, so I couldn't get any great "the color of the sky when you look through the leaves of an oak tree in October in Connecticut." I'll try another day.)
Click on the pictures to see larger versions.
(Unfortunately the sky was not blue that day, so I couldn't get any great "the color of the sky when you look through the leaves of an oak tree in October in Connecticut." I'll try another day.)
Click on the pictures to see larger versions.
Sunday, October 16, 2005
an email from Juma
Juma wrote me this email, with some assistance from Justin:
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Tuesday, October 11, 2005
midterms already?
This week has been a high-stress one for me. I turned in a 15-page group paper on Monday, I have a biostatistics test at 8am tomorrow, and an epidemiology test on Friday at 9am. I also turned in another paper and an assignment today. It all came crashing down at once.
The biostats is at least open-book, but for epi I have to remember things like the attributed risk percent in a population is prevalence minus relative risk minus one over prevalence minus relative risk minus one plus one, times 100%. Or some such garbley-gook. And that 40% of the mortality in the developing world is due to non-communicable diseases. Or is it communicable diseases? Hmm, I better get back to studying. It's all melting out my ear.
The biostats is at least open-book, but for epi I have to remember things like the attributed risk percent in a population is prevalence minus relative risk minus one over prevalence minus relative risk minus one plus one, times 100%. Or some such garbley-gook. And that 40% of the mortality in the developing world is due to non-communicable diseases. Or is it communicable diseases? Hmm, I better get back to studying. It's all melting out my ear.
Saturday, October 08, 2005
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
the story of the calapitter (caterpillar) who went slowly, slowly
Lean your chair back, close your eyes, and click here to let Juma tell you a bedtime story he came up with tonight.
October
Happy birthday to Dad Wilson and Anna this month!
Juma's been learning all sorts of stuff in school. Stuff like "That's not fair!" and "What the heck?!" And more conventional school-oriented terms like "cubby," "activity," "circle time," and "playground." He also has picked up some songs we've never heard before, like, "Johnny hammers with one hammer" and "Did you feed my horse? -Yes, ma'am."
He's also built more confidence, been sillier and happier, and has developed more social interaction skills. It's pretty amazing to see him develop and grow up (all of which would also be happening without school, of course, but it's fun to see him pick up on things that we never taught him).
Juma's been learning all sorts of stuff in school. Stuff like "That's not fair!" and "What the heck?!" And more conventional school-oriented terms like "cubby," "activity," "circle time," and "playground." He also has picked up some songs we've never heard before, like, "Johnny hammers with one hammer" and "Did you feed my horse? -Yes, ma'am."
He's also built more confidence, been sillier and happier, and has developed more social interaction skills. It's pretty amazing to see him develop and grow up (all of which would also be happening without school, of course, but it's fun to see him pick up on things that we never taught him).
Saturday, October 01, 2005
take me out to the ball game
Welcome to October!
Juma-at-home is quite energetic, funny, silly, talkative, articulate, etc. Juma-at-school is quiet, shy, and reserved. His teachers tell me he whispers whenever he has to talk to them. (For roll call, he whispers "Here," and if they ask him something during circle time, he whispers his answer.)
So it was quite the suprise to his teachers when Juma, encouraged by one of his classmates, busted out the entire song "Take Me Out to the Ball Game" at the top of his lungs. He sang every word, and held up one-two-three fingers at the "One, two, three strikes you're out" line. He just stopped short of yelling "Play Ball!" at the end.
Sounds like Juma has his version of my three-year-old sing along "La! La! LAAAAA!" that suprised the missionaries so much. (For those of you who have never heard that story: When I was about a toddler, my mom was giving some missionaries a ride. I was a terribly shy kid, and would not open my mouth to let even a single syllable out no matter the young men's pleadings and teasings. They eventually gave up. But my favorite moment in a tape of sing along songs came on, and when the singer instructed, "Sing it soft: la, la, la. Sing it LOUD: LA, LA, LA!" I chimed in at the top of my lungs, "LA! LA! LAAAA!" The guys about fell out of their seats in shock.)
Juma-at-home is quite energetic, funny, silly, talkative, articulate, etc. Juma-at-school is quiet, shy, and reserved. His teachers tell me he whispers whenever he has to talk to them. (For roll call, he whispers "Here," and if they ask him something during circle time, he whispers his answer.)
So it was quite the suprise to his teachers when Juma, encouraged by one of his classmates, busted out the entire song "Take Me Out to the Ball Game" at the top of his lungs. He sang every word, and held up one-two-three fingers at the "One, two, three strikes you're out" line. He just stopped short of yelling "Play Ball!" at the end.
Sounds like Juma has his version of my three-year-old sing along "La! La! LAAAAA!" that suprised the missionaries so much. (For those of you who have never heard that story: When I was about a toddler, my mom was giving some missionaries a ride. I was a terribly shy kid, and would not open my mouth to let even a single syllable out no matter the young men's pleadings and teasings. They eventually gave up. But my favorite moment in a tape of sing along songs came on, and when the singer instructed, "Sing it soft: la, la, la. Sing it LOUD: LA, LA, LA!" I chimed in at the top of my lungs, "LA! LA! LAAAA!" The guys about fell out of their seats in shock.)
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