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Saturday, May 21, 2005
I was looking at MSNBC's report on BUsh's talk at Calvin and was struck by this quote:
Some day you will appreciate the grammar and verbal skills you learned here,If any of you wonder how far a mastery of the English language can take you, just look what it did for me.”
Although i'm sure it wasn't a completely serious statement, I still thought it was worthy of mentioning :)
Some day you will appreciate the grammar and verbal skills you learned here,If any of you wonder how far a mastery of the English language can take you, just look what it did for me.”
Although i'm sure it wasn't a completely serious statement, I still thought it was worthy of mentioning :)
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
Today was the memorial service for the families of the people who we used for anatomical dissection. It feels as if life has come full circle. The first day you enter lab you're hit by the humanity of the bodies in the room. Every slice and ever tug is into a human being, but gradually over days, weeks, and months the humanity seems to disappear. It pops up once in awhile to startle you, but for the most part I think you forget about the person behind the body. It continues to the point where you can basically peel a face off without thinking twice. Now at this memorial service with their families I'm hit in the face once again with the gravity of what we did in lab. The body is a person once again as I stand in the back of a small crowd hovering beneath a green tent. In front of me is an older couple. The woman seems upset, her husband places his hands on her shoulder and rubs gently. I wonder who they're mourning, but at the same time, I'm glad that I dont know. The person they're saying good-bye too again should stay separate from the body that was dissected in our cold lab.
on that morbid note, i'm off to teach another class and prepare for yet another exam. microbiology is the name of the game. Hopefully I'll keep my fungi straight tomorrow.
on that morbid note, i'm off to teach another class and prepare for yet another exam. microbiology is the name of the game. Hopefully I'll keep my fungi straight tomorrow.
Sunday, May 01, 2005
Books: Fiction
Books: Non-Fiction
Oasis of Dreams
By Grace Feuerverger
Betrayal of Trust
By Laurie Garrett
Pathologies of Power
By Paul Farmer
Books: Non-Fiction
Oasis of Dreams
By Grace Feuerverger
Betrayal of Trust
By Laurie Garrett
Pathologies of Power
By Paul Farmer