Fascinating Facts and Trivia.

If you’ve been telling yourself that the one thing you need from English class is a collection of interesting articles to stimulate thought and provoke discussion, I’ve got you covered.

Every Monday morning, check-in at this link (also on the side of the page) for a collection of articles about the world we inhabit and the ideas that challenge us.


Just a little refresher of expectations for once we return from the holidays.

  1. Writing should reflect serious attention to detail and demonstrate an understanding of the requirements for the class.
  2. While there will certainly be days when you fall behind in the reading, the general expectation is that you will read and be prepared for class discussion every day. If you’re not, I will have to assign other work for you to demonstrate mastery of the concepts.
  3. Respect for yourself, your classmates, your teacher, and your commitment to learning are baseline expectations.

Have an excellent break.

The date for the 2015 Summer Alumni, Friends, and Family Hike will be Friday, August 7, 2015. We’ll be meeting in Apgar at the Visitor Center at 10:00 a.m that date before boarding the shuttle to Logan Pass to begin the hike.

The Highline Trail hike is just short of 12 miles and is strenuous more for its length than for its elevation climb. Because of the length and lack of access to resources on the trip, you’ll want to bring plenty of water, food, and sunscreen. The details about the trail are available at this link.

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John Muir on Wilderness

Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity; and that mountain parks and reservations are useful not only as fountains of timber and irrigating rivers, but as fountains of life.” –John Muir

This week’s roundup includes Picasso’s most famous painting, a call for an Internet rating system, a look at American beliefs about evolution, and more. Enjoy!

Interesting Reads

Art of the Week



Guernica is a mural-sized canvas on oil painting by Spanish artist Pablo Picasso completed by June 1937.The painting, which uses a palette of gray, black, and white, is known as one of the most moving and powerful anti-war paintings in history. Standing at 11 feet tall and 25.6 feet wide, the large mural shows the suffering of people, animals, and buildings wrenched by violence and chaos. The painting is believed to be a response to the bombing of Guernica, a Basque Country village in northern Spain, by German and Italian warplanes at the request of the Spanish Nationalist. Upon completion, Guernica was displayed around the world in a brief tour, becoming famous and widely acclaimed, and believed to have helped bring worldwide attention to the Spanish Civil War.

Poem of the Week

To a Little Invisible Being Who is Expected Soon to Become Visible

Germ of new life, whose powers expanding slow
For many a moon their full perfection wait,—
Haste, precious pledge of happy love, to go
Auspicious borne through life’s mysterious gate.

What powers lie folded in thy curious frame,—
Senses from objects locked, and mind from thought!
How little canst thou guess thy lofty claim
To grasp at all the worlds the Almighty wrought!

And see, the genial season’s warmth to share,
Fresh younglings shoot, and opening roses glow!
Swarms of new life exulting fill the air,—
Haste, infant bud of being, haste to blow!

For thee the nurse prepares her lulling songs,
The eager matrons count the lingering day;
But far the most thy anxious parent longs
On thy soft cheek a mother’s kiss to lay.

She only asks to lay her burden down,
That her glad arms that burden may resume;
And nature’s sharpest pangs her wishes crown,
That free thee living from thy living tomb.

She longs to fold to her maternal breast
Part of herself, yet to herself unknown;
To see and to salute the stranger guest,
Fed with her life through many a tedious moon.

Come, reap thy rich inheritance of love!
Bask in the fondness of a Mother’s eye!
Nor wit nor eloquence her heart shall move
Like the first accents of thy feeble cry.

Haste, little captive, burst thy prison doors!
Launch on the living world, and spring to light!
Nature for thee displays her various stores,
Opens her thousand inlets of delight.

If charmed verse or muttered prayers had power,
With favouring spells to speed thee on thy way,
Anxious I’d bid my beads each passing hour,
Till thy wished smile thy mother’s pangs o’erpay.

Anna Lætitia Barbauld