|learning to see in an urban setting|
When I started blogging, I tried to commit to writing on a regular basis. One of my goals was to write regularly and to be read by others. I have always written poetry, journals, essays....and I enjoy the process. In every writing class that I have ever enrolled in, the instructor has stressed the importance of spending time at the craft.
|Who lives here?|
What I am finding increasingly difficult is to write about fresh, new topics. Novelty is not always part of my day-to-day life. Last week was very busy for Monsieur and me. We attended a week-long session of lectures at the university. Ageless Pursuits, 4 week-long sessions in June, is developed for older adult learners with eclectic interests. The format, each day, is 2 one-hour lectures with a half hour break. The students seem to range from 60-something to 80-something.
Monsieur and I chose to study Urban Wildlife and Plants and Ideas of God. How eclectic is that!
The course formats were very different but the professors were both excellent. As a former educator,
I prefer an interactive method of teaching to a traditional lecture method. I was inspired to create my own homework to research indigenous plants that could be added to my garden patch in our complex.
The University has moved away from traditional plantings and most of the spaces have been planted with drought-resistant native plants.
Since I started to go to church, I have been interested in theology:why people choose to believe and how personal beliefs differ. Our course dealt with the Greeks, the Abrahamic religions, Buddhism and the attempts by some scientist/philosophers to prove or disprove the concept of God. Quite a lot to cover in 5 hours!
The university has changed so much since I first attended in the 1970's. Students seem to have a lot more money as there are restaurants and coffee shops everywhere! Lattes have replaced the 17-cent
Food Service coffee. Smartphones and earbuds seem to have become a part of the student anatomy!
Despite these differences, I expect that somewhere on the campus, there must be a latter day me, enthused to be in such a place of learning.
Sometimes people ask me and sometimes I ask myself: why would older adults who no longer work want to study rather than to amuse themselves with some other entertainment. I have no answer to that question but I find that discussion, study and lecture is as important to me now as it was to my
18 year-old self.