Flutophone

 My post yesterday mentioned a red and white flutophone. A red and white flutophone is shown in my blog for the Research Methods course (https://fmooresignatureassignment3.blogspot.com/2016/08/work-continues_17.html and https://fmooresignatureassignment3.blogspot.com/2016/08/taking-break.html). The blog shows a lot of my background (There is a lot of ME. Some would say it stinks of Fahmeena Odetta Moore). There is a photo of the dorm at UG (https://fmooresignatureassignment3.blogspot.com/2016/08/rewrite.html), a photo of the presentation on Guyana for my church's International Day (https://fmooresignatureassignment3.blogspot.com/2016/08/working-despite-issues.html), and so on. Incidentally, my Research Methods course includes a lot of economics and IT. I used knowledge gained at UG. That was a good course!! I enjoyed it.

Note: UG refers to the University of Guyana rather than the University of Georgia in the US.

Throwback

 I was young, but I remember quite a lot about Watooka Day School. A post in Facebook made me think of pony combs I wanted when I was a student there. My friend Claudia wore them all the time. I liked her fat ponytails. I remember we wore brown and cream on regular days and white on Fridays. Looking back, I am proud that I qualified for the flutophone band. The school issued a red and white flutophone that I loved. I remember that there were swimming classes. I didn't like swimming very much.

Update

 I put that incident behind me. I continue to work on job applications. I am working up a storm. Professor positions request more than a typical position - CV and documents/statements such as a Teaching Statement. I don't mind the extra work. I will be home for a while. I don't mind that either. The last time I dressed up to go out was a few days ago.

Event at home

 I knew it was loud. I didn't expect my mother to react as she did. Our praying hands fell (it looked like the praying hands in the picture below). It was an accident and the praying hands broke into pieces.

I recorded a quick video a short time after the "event." See the home video at: https://www.facebook.com/share/r/14gEjWfXmvh/

Update

  When I started contemplating work, I noticed a lot of open IT Professor positions. I continue to be surprised by the number of open IT Professor positions available. [I started looking for positions after the denial of Social Security disability benefits (which means the position of the organization is: I am not disabled but able to work).] I ran an idea by my father for his input - the idea to stop the focus on health for a while (maybe even stop treatments) and get back to work. I am not sure where it will take me. I hope for the best.

I am very happy that I applied for benefits which included providing information on my situation, chores I complete, care at home, and so on. I am also happy that an organization looked into my medical records. It was scattered all over, for starters.

Compassion

 Education....

I was always good at school (received good grades/performed well in school). Education took me places and accounted for all sort of experiences in my life. I would do it again. When it comes to compassion, education that teaches about tragedies, pain and suffering could lead to understanding and compassion. I got some of it from my history lessons. Some came from books.

 

Guyana

 It is Guyana's Independence Day! Guyana became independent from British rule on May 26, 1966. At that time, the country unveiled the new flag (the Golden Arrowhead), national anthem, and other official "national identity items" for the country. National songs, a new passport, and so on went into effect (my father tells me Guyanese citizens used to have British passports). It was good to read about the original Independence Day celebrations as well as current celebrations in Guyana and abroad.

I did not witness Guyana's independence. My father's generation did.