It’s a lonely world up on the dog house and when an article about one’s book gets out in the webisphere (I think I just made that word up?!), it’s a wonderful feeling. As such, today’s post will direct you to such an article which I am so pleased to share.
So without ado just click at will and hope you find it to your liking! Thank you booksbywomen.org!
(Snoopy image From Charles Shultz library of cartoons)
Carefully line the insides of the container with aluminum foil so that the foil
is as smooth as possible. Try to avoid crinkles. You need only line the sides.
Make a small hole in the sides for the skewer to go through.
Place the container on its back and then push one end of the skewer through the
Push the food onto the skewer and then bring the skewer through.
Put plastic wrap around the open part of the oven and you are ready to cook!
Place your oven in a spot that receives a lot of sunlight. You will need to
prop the oven so that it is at an angle perpendicular to the rays of the sun.
In this way the sun will hit the oven head on, and not at an angle. As the
sun’s rays hit the curved, reflective surfaces inside the oven, they will be
deflected and concentrated on your food.
time will vary depending upon the time of day and year.
It’s a job which I held for over two decades… this thing we call teaching. It is a profession that requires the participant to hold a higher degree, take state exams, continue to update credentials, and hold a license; often more than one. You are fingerprinted, tested, observed, evaluated, and assigned. It is perhaps the most underpaid and the most under celebrated jobs, but frequently the most rewarding. It is difficult to convey to those in other fields commanding many more incentives and a higher salary why a person wishes and continues to be a teacher.
So for today’s post I present a parable that may speak for all of us educators and retired educators; here is the tale of just what it is like to be a teacher.
A young man is walking along the ocean and sees a beach on which thousands and thousands of starfish have washed ashore. Further along he sees an old man, walking slowly and stooping often, picking up one starfish after another and tossing each one gently into the ocean.
“Why are you throwing starfish into the ocean?” he asks.
“Because the sun is up and the tide is going out and if I don’t throw them further in they will die.”
“But, old man, don’t you realize there are miles and miles of beach and starfish all along it! You can’t possibly save them all, you can’t even save one-tenth of them. In fact, even if you work all day, your efforts won’t make any difference at all.”
The old man listened calmly and then bent down to pick up another starfish and threw it into the sea. “It made a difference to that one.”