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Farmers Market stories

 

During summer 2012, several UK football players had the opportunity to visit the Lexington Farmers Market for the first time. Each student recorded his impressions of the market, combining words and images collected from market visits.

Demarco Robinson's reflection. Demarco is from Atlanta and plays Wide Receiver for UK.

Bookie Cobbins' reflection. Bookie is from New Orleans and plays Wide Receiver for UK.

Teven Eatmon-Nared's reflection. Teven is from Mansfield, Ohio and plays Offensive Guard for UK.

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Jerusalem Cold and the Dirty Laundry Blues

Though the title of this post might make a good name for a band, it accurately reflects the sentiment of the last week.The Kotel/Al Aqsa in Snow 2008

(Photo credit Ynet, by means of snow in Jerusalem 2008 blog post)

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The Power of Music

Sunday morning I awoke to the news that Whitney Houston had passed away.Whitney Houston in Dimona with the Hebrew Israelites in 2003

(Photo credit: Size Doesn’t Matter Blog)

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February 17 Kathleen Fitzpatrick

February 17, 2012

Dr. Kathleen Fitzpatrick

Professor of Media Studies, Ponoma College

Director of Scholarly Communication, MLA

 

Dr. Fitzpatrick will be available for two events on February 17.

 

A Discussion on Digital Publishing, Academic Publishing and Digital Scholarship

Friday, February 17 10:00 AM

POT 245

A chance to talk one on one about the current state of digital scholarship and its implications for the humanities.

 

Lecture:

Planned Obsolescence:  Publishing, Technology, and the Future of the Academy

Friday, February 17 3:00 PM

211 Student Center Addition

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The Price of Peace Education

A week ago I spent the morning meeting with an Israeli cultural anthropologist and education scholar well-known for his work on Peace education, Prof. Zvi Beckerman. As soon as I entered his office, I immediately felt at home, as the books from some of my favorite rhetoricians-- Kenneth Burke, Chaim Perelman, and others-- were sitting right there on his shelf, piled up and in plain view.

Rhetoric books

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Eat, Eat, Eat

After settling into our new digs, we walked over to Shlomi’s for a simple but satisfying meal of vegetable bean soup, borekas (delicious filled pastries, pictured below, photo credit: Jim Ridolfo), and pita on, oddly enough, Abraham Lincoln Street.  

Plate of borekas and Arabic language cellphone ad for Orange.

[Photo: Bulgarian-cheese filled borekas above, Arabic language ad for Orange cell phone company below, photo taken by Jim Ridolfo]

And eat, eat, eat is what we’ve continued to do. The weekend begins here on Thurs. evening and lasts through Friday until Saturday night at sundown, when the Jewish Sabbath comes to a close. Like the people living here, the city also pauses to rest a bit, as public transportation and most shops and restaurants shut down from Friday night sundown until three stars appear in the sky on Saturday night. Consequently, Friday morning is the time when people catch up with friends, and the city hums with life, as everyone bustles about to buy groceries and make preparations for the Sabbath.

 

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Settling in...

Jim and I arrived in Israel last Thursday afternoon around 2pm, and we had the good fortune to be picked up at the airport by our dear friend Shlomi (who will get a separate blog post dedicated only to him in a few days—keep an eye out!).  Of course, since many Israelis drive cars that are smaller than American ones, Jim had a concern that our luggage might not fit in Shlomi’s car. In the end, I confess, there actually were five pieces: 1 big packpack and one garment bag for Jim, 1 big suitcase, 1 small duffel carry-on (whose straps broke from the weight of my Arabic language-learning books and which I had to replace with a rolling carry-on in the BWI airport!), and one backpack full of electronic devices for me.  But it all fit.

Red duffel bag and purple suitcase packed.

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6 Months, 4 Suitcases, 2 Professors, and 1 Big Adventure in Israel/Palestinian Authority

How does one pack for six months of living in one of the most famous and fought about regions of the world?  This is the question that I’ve been thinking about for the past few days, as I waded through jeans, shoes, books, dresses, and other sundry items trying to figure out what was important enough to warrant space in my one suitcase. It’s not until you have to put your wordly belongings in a suitcase that you begin to realize just how many of them there are, how many you’ve come to take for granted, and how many you so easily can (and probably will) live without, perhaps temporarily, perhaps more enjoyably.  As I sat on the phone with Human Resources switching health plans, AT&T suspending U.S. cell phone service, and assorted credit card companies and  banks putting many of life’s mundane details in order, I started to focus on the daily hum-drum slowly shifting out of its realm and into the liminal space that travel thrusts upon us—the space of wonder, delight, and amazement of that which otherwise we’d fail to take notice of, the simple yet infinite details that make up lived experience in this oh-so-human life.

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