Literature — Scheiss Weekly

Eve and Morn: Had You Noticed?

December 24, 2011 – 1:16 am

Mamacita says: Oh, my dears, it’s so close now, so very, very close. There are a lot of old, boring, easily offended, humorless people out there who don’t care much for the excitement, the wonder, the sparkles and reflections and tinsel and candles and suspense and giggles and hand-clapping and jammied children and ribbons and [...]

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Yes, Internet, There IS A Santa Claus.

December 17, 2011 – 9:47 pm

Mamacita says: It makes me sad that so many parents are not allowing their children to dwell in the world of innocent fantasy. These parents feel that to allow it is equivalent to lying to their children about what is real and what isn’t. Don’t they understand that to a child, both worlds are real? [...]

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Testicles. Testicles and Thighs. And Angels.

November 16, 2011 – 5:28 pm

Mamacita says: I am a ‘word’ person. A language person. In my classes, I jump on almost any excuse to highlight a particular word and force my students to take it back to its point of origin. I’ve done this for a zillion years, and I’m still doing this. It is , of course, the [...]

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Aces, Cooties, Big Bertha, Devil Dogs, and the Eleventh Hour

November 11, 2011 – 1:42 am

Mean ol’ Miz Roberts, in seventh grade, made us all memorize this poem. I still know it by heart. Thank you, Miz Roberts. This poem refers to World War One soldiers, killed and buried overseas. Their families had no body to bury. They gave their lives so our children won’t have to give theirs. The [...]

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Back Off – Your Kids Don’t Need An Adult Best Friend

May 27, 2011 – 12:05 am

Mamacita says: I can remember being really little, and I can remember my parents playing with me. (Those are my parents; aren’t they pretty?) They played with me whenever they could, but it wasn’t very often. I can remember Mom sitting on the floor, playing paper dolls with us, and showing us how to dress [...]

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April is Poetry Month: William Ernest Henley

April 27, 2011 – 1:17 am

William Ernest Henley Invictus Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this [...]

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April is Poetry Month: Edgar Allan Poe

April 19, 2011 – 8:47 pm

Edgar Allan Poe Annabel Lee It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child [...]

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April is Poetry Month: Eugene Field

April 16, 2011 – 2:58 am

Eugene Field (The Children’s Poet) Little Boy Blue The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and staunch he stands, And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And his musket molds in his hands. Time was when the the little toy dog was new, And the soldier was passing fair, And [...]

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April is Poetry Month: Oscar Hammerstein, Jr.

April 12, 2011 – 1:57 am

Oscar Hammerstein, Jr. You’ve Got To Be Taught You’ve got to be taught to hate and fear, You’ve got to be taught from year to year, It’s got to be drummed in your dear little ear, You’ve got to be carefully taught. You’ve got to be taught to be afraid Of People whose eyes are [...]

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April is Poetry Month: Elizabeth Bishop

April 10, 2011 – 12:05 am

Elizabeth Bishop Sonnet I am in need of music that would flow Over my fretful, feeling finger-tips, Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips, With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow. Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low, Of some song sung to rest the tired dead, A song to fall like water on my head, And [...]