#sol20 March 21 A slice of Silver Lining Haiku

Slice of LIfePart of Slice of Life by Two Writing Teachers March Slice a Day Challenge! I’m slicing every day this month. Thanks for stopping by.

 

The other day I read a haiku slice… I thought I wrote down which slicer’s it was… but I can’t find that! If you know, please tell me! The haiku ended with “A silver lining” and I thought I’d try lifting that line, for some uplifting haiku of my own. Get it? Lifting to uplift! 

zooming all work now
made me clean my desk at home
a silver lining

kids don’t go to school
means time for chores and reading
a silver lining

new distance learning
includes a mute button tool
a silver lining

far friends at home too
now say we work together
a silver lining

dolphins, swans are back
earth is breathing cleaner now
a silver lining

I’d love for you to add your own “A Silver Lining” haiku in the comments, friends. 

 

#sol20 March 20 Slice of What Makes You Cry AKA The Grocery Store Slice

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I went to the grocery store last night. (Dishwasher detergent was on my list, as the homemade stuff didn’t work as well as we needed it to work…)

There’s this look that people give each other now, from 6 feet apart. Do you know it? It’s like you wave, or say, “Hello,” or maybe just nod. But in that little gesture, you seem to have a whole unspoken conversation.

“This is crazy, isn’t it?” 
“Yea. I hope you are well.”
“Thanks, you too.”
“Do you think we’ll be like this for a long time?”
“Are your kids driving you crazy yet?”
“Yea. But I mean, I’m grateful for the time we have together.”
“I know what you mean. We are so lucky. So lucky.”
“Exactly. Can you imagine what other people are going through right now? I mean, here we are, walking around, going to the grocery store. We are blessed.”
“Maybe we should be helping other people instead of making sure we have enough snacks for our kids.”
“Well, I actually need dish detergent. See it? It’s under the vegan yogurt and the chips. Next to the apples.” 

And then your wave or your “hello” or your nod is over, and you keep moving your cart.

Mr. Thought likened it to the connection after 9/11. We are coming together, albeit from a distance. (Please tell me that song is trending now. You should listen to it. From a distance there is harmony/And it echoes through the land/It’s the voice of hope/It’s the voice of peace/It’s the voice of every man…)

Our grocery store is wiping down the conveyor belt, and the keypad, etc. in between each customer, which actually does give a shopper a good feeling. It also backs up the line.

I was waiting to turn into my spot in line, behind 2 college kids. When it was their turn to move up in line, one of them said quietly to the other, “Dude, let her go ahead of you.”

The other kid didn’t seem to register the idea. He moved his cart up and was like, “Come on, we have to move up in line. Let’s go!”

His friend gave him a look and tried again. Finally, he said, “What are you going to do if you finish before me? How are you going to get home? I’m your ride, dude!” His friend still looked at him funny.

“Dude!” he yelled. “Let the lady go in front of you!” His friend finally looked at me, said, “Oh!” and moved to let me go in front.

“Thank you so much!” I said as I sent a little prayer out that my kids would be like the first guy.

There was something about walking around, past empty shelves and some people with masks, and then having these two college students give me their place in line, and then waiting in the line behind the white line while the conveyor belt was readied for me that made me start to get emotional. The clerk was running around trying to get everything wiped. “Almost ready!” he kept saying. I’ve worked retail before, and I know that feeling of a long, stalled line.

“It’s okay!” I said. “Thank you so much for everything you are doing!”

Am I really about to cry about the grocery store? I wondered.

The college students, now in the line next to me, were having a conversation.

“Dude, we didn’t even get very much stuff,” the first one said. They looked at their small carts of a bag of chips each, and a bottle of soda, maybe 2 other things.

“Dude, I didn’t even need anything. I just came because I was bored,” his friend said and laughed.

I was thankful to these students for letting me go ahead of them, and that’s why I didn’t speak to them in the teacher voice that was about to come out, “This is NOT the time to come to the grocery store because of boredom, DUDE!” I wanted to say. But I didn’t.

“Do you have a shoppers club card?” the clerk asked.

“Yes, but it’s my phone number,” I said.

“Well, that’s okay. I just washed the keypad, as you probably saw.”

I was allowed to put my phone number in, and then I rearranged some groceries on the conveyor belt.

“Ma’am?” the clerk got my attention. “I’m sorry. Can you please step behind the white line?”

The man behind me gave an annoyed snort, but I just thanked the clerk again. “You must be exhausted! Thank you for all you are doing!”

When my groceries were all the way through and bagged, the clerk stepped aside so I could step up past the white tape, and pay at the keypad.

As I was leaving, I passed the students and said:  “Hey, thanks again for giving me your space in line.” I guess when I’m anxious, I just thank people a lot.

Then I held back tears the whole way to the car.

 

#sol20 March 19 A Slice of a Chore

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“I’ll just empty the dishwasher and then go upstairs.” H explains to me the one chore he thinks he will do.

“Actually,” I tell him – with my Zoom mute on, and my hand covering the microphone of my earbuds, “We are out of dishwasher detergent. So we can’t do that load until we go to the store.”

He’s annoyed and walks away.

I go back to my Zoom. I like to say “I go back to my Zoom” even though I don’t have to “go” anywhere. I just turn my head so it’s back in the frame, and uncover the microphone.

A little later though, I hear some odd noises and phrases.

So the microphone gets covered again, mute is pushed again, my head tilts out of the frame, again.

“What are you guys doing?” I yell in my I’m serious but not mad because I don’t want to make it seem like I’m pre-mad voice.

“Oh. Just making some dishwashing detergent.” H says back.

“What?” I say.

L comes out of the kitchen. “He’s making some dishwashing detergent.”

“With what?”

“Oh, baking soda, vinegar, salt…” H is out of the kitchen explaining.

Hmmm, I think.  What am I supposed to do here?

My Zoom meeting is still happening.

But is it a mess? What will actually happen if we try it?

And also, cool. If we don’t have to go to the store right now, that’s even better.

“Did you google how to do it?”

“Yep.” H says with confidence. “It’s all good.”

So I turn back to my computer, uncover my microphone and rejoin my Zoom.

Next up… I have to open the dishwasher… Wish me luck.

#sol20 March 18 A Slice of a list

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some things that are getting me through…

kids doing (some of) their chores & school work, it’s a start
facetiming mom & dad, even though they are only 20 minutes away
slicing every day, and commenting too
texting with friends, stay connected!
zoom meetings with colleagues, zoom zoom!
funny memes on facebook, because you have to laugh or…
goodnewsnetwork, to balance out the other stuff
walking the dog, making the kids come along
the good place episodes, and telling netflix that yes, we are still watching
movie nights, a lot of movie nights

#sol20 March 17 Slice of Our 6-word memoirs of the day

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Day 2 in 6 words from each of us. **

Me: Summer without sun, but with anxiety.

Mr. Thought: Embracing the power of humankind’s love.**

L: Wow. I’ve never been so productive.

H: Being quarantined isn’t fun after all.

E: Lego Building, biking, and chocolate fun.

 

*Thank you to the contributing guest authors!

**I’m sure you can see why he votes for the Mr. Rogers’ GIFs.

 

#sol20 March 16 A Slice of (GIF) Balance

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I like to find Hunger Games GIFs to try to explain how this feels like a weird Dystopian book. . . (Even though really it feels like the prologue to one of those stories, which is even scarier. That means we have years, decades at least before we get our Katniss…)

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Mr. Thought suggested Mr. Rogers’ GIFS instead.

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So that’s a good balance here in the Thought household, I guess.

How are you balancing things out in your home, friends?

 

#sol20 March 15 A Slice of Day 1 Eve

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Happy Day 1 Eve! 

Tomorrow is the first day of no school.
I wonder what kind of first day of no school outfit I will wear.
Do we go to bed early so we can start the day off right?

Tomorrow is the first day of no school.
My meetings will all be zoomed.
Will my learning curve zoom-zoom-zoom?

Tomorrow is the first day of no school.
Only time will tell if my kids do any of the things I ask.
Should I make a chart? Have rewards? Have high expectations… or none?

Tomorrow is the first day of no school.
So today is Day 1 Eve
How exactly do we celebrate that? Another movie night you think?

#sol20 March 14 A slice of a moment

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We forced the kids to go on a long walk with us today
There was complaining
There was whining
There was fighting
And then there was this moment that two siblings walked together and chatted
I mean, they were chatting about Instagram
But, they were chatting
I mean, it only lasted a moment and then
There was fighting
There was whining
There was complaining
Tomorrow we will force them on another long walk
And we will hope for more moments, less
fighting, whining, complaining
Little by little, we will shift the balance
This is our social distancing plan
This is our homeschool plan

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#sol20 March 13 A Slice of Friday the 13th

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I want to have a great, meaningful story to tell. But really all I can tell you is that when I grilled brussels sprouts tonight, and my son made homemade pasta, I thought to myself, “Oh. I know this book. This is a flashback in the middle of the dystopian adventure. This is when we had fresh food, and green food and salt and pepper. This is before. This is the start.”  Of course, I reminded myself not to be so alarmist. Of course, I reminded myself that life is not a dystopian book. But, I mean, I’ve read a lot of dystopian books.

I want to have a great, meaningful story to tell. But really all I can tell you is that my husband seems to have the flu and my kids seem to have gotten a bunch of bug bites in Georgia, and I can’t seem to stop scrolling through Facebook. I like to balance my Social Media clicks. I click on a lot of things that tell me that everything is going to be okay, and social distancing is going to work. And then every so often I click on a story about how terrible the hospitals are in Italy right now, and the death story of a Chinese doctor last month. Once I read a few of those, I am always happy to find another inspirational story. The one about the people in Italy singing out of their windows is a good one.

I want to have a great, meaningful story to tell. But, it’s Friday the 13th, 2020.

As if we needed a Friday the 13th, people!

#sol20 March 12 A slice of 123 Not It!

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“1,2,3 Not it!” H just yelled this in the kitchen.

Before that, Mr. Thought said “Now there’s a bunch of leaves we need to sweep up.

Before that, the sliding glass doors suddenly opened from the deck, we could hear the wind rush through the trees.

Or rather, we could hear the trees as the wind rushed through.

Before that, I looked outside to see all three of my children chatting on the deck, the dog sunning himself, eyes closed.

The smoothies were loud to make, and they used a lot of the frozen fruit that I had just bought at Trader Joes to keep just in case we can’t leave the house for weeks.

Before that, I came back from the store to the smell of vegan chocolate chip cookies, and the sound of kids fighting over who has the best chocolate chip recipe.

H said, “E didn’t even use a recipe.”

E said, “Last time I didn’t use a recipe they were mommy’s most favorite chocolate chip cookies ever.”

He wasn’t wrong. Those were some good cookies.

Before that, I ran to the store for some last-chance items.

“I’m not panic buying, per se,” I told the nice lady at the checkout. “Just getting somethings just in case…”

Luckily she didn’t question the logic of that statement.

I mean, we were out of apples, so I needed those. But I’m not sure I needed Ghost Pepper chips.

We talked a bit about toilet paper, because what the heck is going on with the toilet paper?

“Well, it’s annoying for someone like me,” the woman said. “I’m just almost out of toilet paper. So, I have to ration.”

Before that, I was at target. As I was getting some paper towels, I noticed that the toilet paper aisle was empty. I overheard the target worker telling a customer that there would be a toilet paper delivery tomorrow morning at 8:00.”

“Well, I’m not crazy enough to come back here!” She said. “I was crazy enough to come today. I just actually needed some things!”

Yea. I’m not planning on any more errands either.

1 2 3 Not it!