Humor and Hubris
Languages are fun. Whether it’s the sounds they make, the meanings they intend, the pictures they create, or the funny ways they twist our faces, words can simply be fun. There are evenings in our house when we get incredibly goofy and rhyme everything we say. The first person unable to complete a rhyme is the big loser. For some reason, 5 people in this house gang up on “the dad” by helping each other out so “the dad” does not win.
I prefer alliteration. Humor and hubris. No one is better than all others. Humor is the great leveler. “The queen is dead/Long live the queen.” Fun phrases. Fortunately in our household, we are “well-traveled” and can at least understand bits and pieces of 5 languages with phrases in many others. This gives us more ammunition for tongue twisters and silliness. The best tongue twister in Chinese was “ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma” Excuse my lack of putting the tonal signs on there, but I never could get them all right.
The best phone number I’ve ever had is 337-9001 which in Mandarin Chinese is read “san san chi, jyou ling ling yi” (san san chee jo ling ling ee). I never did say it outright in English, but had to say it in Chinese then translate it back to English by thinking of the numerals or by typing it out. This is more remarkable because Chinese is a 3rd language for me, acquired in little bits during college and by living in Taiwan. I think it’s because the humorous part of my brain is active. Even my librarian trading card makes fun of myself. Coming out of anethesia once, the nurses were alarmed because I only spoke Chinese to them. They drug my first husband in to translate. He leaned over and said, “We’re in Iowa City. Speak English.” No problem. Why didn’t they just say something?
So where is this rambling walk through the language humor part of my brain going today? The mission of my program is “to inspire life-long learners and to teach effective use of ideas and information by providing a stimulating and positive learning environment.” You just don’t inspire people when you are so seriously full of yourself and boring. I do make fun of myself constantly while I model how to be a life-long learner. Students are constantly trying to teach me how to read jokes aloud. No success. I think that showing you care deeply for each person and their learning enables an environment of trial and error and trial and success. Of course there are some gender differences in what we perceive as funny. A report out Nov. 10th from Medical News Today called Gender Affects the Way a Person’s Brain Responds to Humor answers and raises questions.
Today a senior citizen volunteer who reads weekly with individual children asked me about the tree in our courtyard. One little boy who began the year tremendously unhappily just last week had giggled and insisted to her that I had snuck into school and tied little pumpkins on the tree to trick them. Aha! Today we went into the courtyard and he picked 2 persimmons, washed them, sliced them, and shared them. He looked them up in the encyclopedia, printed a picture from the computer, and wrote me a thank you note with a picture of him sneaking one in his pocket for his mother. Pretty good for a first-grader. As his senior citizen friend left, she told me “I learn so much just coming and hanging out in the library.” YES!
What would I do if an older student, say middle or high-schooler had asked the same question? Taken them out, picked, sliced, shared, researched, then given them Suzanne Fisher Staples absolutely fabulous book Under the Persimmon Tree. Of course, I think I’ll have to stock tissues to check out with this story. It was so moving that as soon as I finished reading it, I gave it to a middle school librarian to read.
Enjoy your day. Learn something new. Share a joke or the joy of reading. And whenever you are feeling down, pull out the video Desk Set and enjoy the moments of Katherine Hepburns brilliant brains and Spencer Tracy’s quick quips in a playful or an intellectual mode. Stimulating all parts of your brain.
Since the theme of our bookfair was Kingdom of Reading, I was able to play royalty one week this fall. On Monday the next week when I returned in regular clothes, one of the kindergartners assured me that I would always be his queen. Pictures below:
