The Reopening of School; a Discourse

     It's that time of year again, at least in the United States. Supplies are being shopped for, clothes and shoes are being bought, and alarm clocks are returning to use from a summer of blessed hibernation. The vibe of the season is palpable; a time of both hope and dread, of new beginnings and bitter endings. One of the trademarks of the August-September Back-to-School season is the vast amount of cheesy internet content created in honor of this pivotal time for youngsters. From frivolous life hack videos to horrifying storytimes (okay, maybe not those), you can find it all. And now, it's time for me to add to the mix. Here are my thoughts on going into 8th grade.

     First, let's talk about MAZE day. For the uninitiated, this is the day when kids find out their schedules for the year. It's also the day on which you are inevitably disappointed as you find out that, yet again, you'll get to look forward to another year of running across campus. And why do they even call it MAZE anyway? Makes no sense...

     Secondly, this is the time of year when you realize that American schools start way too early in the morning. I'm usually not fully awake until 2nd period, and that's at around 9. Maybe I'm just lazy or something, but I'm not the only one by far. For this reason, we should really reconsider when school starts every day.

      Lastly, and most optimistically, at this time of year is when we rediscover our internal curious children as we start on another leg of our journies through the world of knowledge. School is sheltered like no other place is, with friends placed in your lap and the freedom to make mistakes with no other consequence other than a letter on a sheet of paper. Although school can really suck and is nowhere close to perfect, I am happy to be going back.


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     Hello, dog biscuits! It's Casper here, back at it again with another guest appearance on Nandy's blog. If you want to see more of me (likely) or more of her posts (slightly less likely, but don't tell her I said that), make sure to follow this blog and come back every Friday for new additions. Ok, now that the promo is out of the way, I have something deep to talk about. And when I say "deep," I really mean deep. A few days ago, we went to this weird place a few naps away in the car. After I was so rudely woken up and the family got out of the car, we set off on a walk down some steep wooden stairs. Now, that's strange enough to be considered a blog-worthy adventure, but it gets weirder, so just you wait.

     Anyway, after almost getting trampled and/or flipped over on those stairs, this strange grain-coated ground was what awaited me. The rough grains (I heard the humans call it sand) got in between my toes and was on the whole not something I would recommend my fellow canines step in. However, every step overturned some of the sand, which released the most delectable aromas into the air. Smoke, other dogs' pee, and something salty and fishy, all for my smelling pleasure. I was content to sit in the sand and sniff for a while, and maybe get some sunbathing out of the way while I was at it, but this was when it all went downhill (again, literally. I am not a dog of symbols and allusions; those are human impracticalities).

     The tall guy and Nandy, as well as some other tall guys and laughing human-pups, started walking downhill to what looked like a rolling blue carpet. I thought it was water, but to this day I'm not totally sure. It was a deep blue from afar, but as I got closer, it became the clear I was used to expecting from my water dish at home. As we went closer to this water thing, the sand underneath me got cold at first, and then fine and wet. Then, out of the blue (the water is blue; get it?), a white carpet of foam came from the rest of the water-thing and attacked my paws! Of course, I ran away, but the rest of the humans dipped their toes in it. What? 

     Later, I accidentally got a little foam on my paws. It dissolved immediately into a watery feeling, so I'm almost sure this was just a large water dish for the Supreme Dog or something. It would be fitting, I suppose. Although the water wasn't really my thing, I could see why the humans enjoyed it. The feeling of it running over you, cold and refreshing, is something I could see as being potentially pleasant for creatures nor burdened with luxurious manes like mine. It also had a certain serenity and it made the humans happy (and got them soaking wet, might I add), so for that, I give this excursion 4/5 pawprints.

Thank you for reading this post and thank you to Nandy for transcribing this into human-speak. See you whenever Nandy next runs out of ideas!

Double Feature; 5 eco-friendly swaps for daily life // 3 green summer activities

     Hello, Candies! Sorry for not posting for two weeks. The first, we were leaving India so writing was a bit hectic. This week, I honestly forgot to write. But, as an apology, I'm writing a double post this week; 5 eco-friendly things you can do and 4 things I've done or will do this summer with my seemingly endless free time.

1. Bar soap and shampoo
    Bar soap is kind of an obvious swap since it eliminates the need for plastic body wash bottles. But what about those plastic shampoo bottles? It turns out that the folks at Lush and many other companies have started producing bar shampoo and conditioner. It's used just like regular shampoo and conditioner except for that it has to be rubbed, not squeezed, onto your hand. I've also heard that it can smell great, depending on what kind you get.

2. Forego the loofah
     Since we're not using body wash anymore, you can stop using those plastic bath sponges. Not only do they create waste that's hard to recycle, they can also provide the perfect home for loads of bacteria. Instead, try lathering soap with some good old-fashioned elbow grease.

3. Ecosia!
   Ecosia is a great Chrome extension that uses add revenue from all of your searches to plant trees! The German company donates 80 cents for every dollar they make to organizations that plant trees where they are needed most around the world. To add, look up Ecosia in chrome and click "Add Extension."

4. Ziploc bag replacements: reusable jars and wax wraps
    Using Ziploc bags is, for obvious reasons, bad for the environment. There are, however, many replacements for them that are much more eco-friendly. For storing things in the fridge, try reusable wax wraps, which are basically pieces of cloth coated in beeswax that can be used to wrap food and keep it fresh. Otherwise, you can use old jars and containers to store and carry food.

5. THIN PLASTIC RECYCLING
     Places such as Whole Foods will take old thin plastics that are normally difficult to recycle and recycle them for you if you bring them to the store. This way, you won't have to throw away as many plastic bags and the like.


And now for part two of this post...

1. Going to the beach
   Especially if you participate in a beach clean up, this activity is eco-friendly and perfect for summer. Honestly though, as long as you don't add any garbage of your own to our waters, you're already helping the planet a ton.

2. baking
    This isn't exactly summer-exclusive, but baking or cooking can be a great way to treat family and friends and pass time that needs passing, if you're like me. If you do bake frequently, consider a silicone baking mat instead of parchment paper so we can saaaaave the treeeees!

3. reading
    I love curling up with a good book and a glass of tea or juice, so this activity is definitely one of my go-tos when I'm bored. I read on a Kindle mainly, which saves books from having to be printed and is also super convenient since I only need to look for one device to find my entire library. However, if you do read on paper, consider donating the books to your local library when you're done with them

4. cleaning
    Now I know what you're thinking; what the what? Who cleans for fun? And I would be the first to admit that cleaning can be mind-numbingly boring, but it can also be therapeutic. Sometimes, it's actually enjoyable to clean and prepare for the new school year while listening to an audiobook and chilling.

     That's all for this post. Make sure to comment and share, and I'll see you next Friday!

My Opinion On... Dogs!

     Hello, world. I did a post like this a while ago, but with pictures of toast. This week, I decided to bring back the style of writing and share with you my opinions on various canis lupus familiarises. Let's roll over to the pictures!

 

This dog caught my eye as soon as I glanced at it. Those innocent eyes set in that mane of soft fur truly mane you want to hug this dog and take him/her home. However, when you think about it, that fur would take a lot of work to keep clean and perfectly groomed. In addition, since this color of fur would show dirt very easily, the dog may be discouraged from playing and having fun. Maybe not, but either way, this pup brings to light our tendencies to favor pretty things (and animals), even if the beauty is impractical and annoying at times.

This gets 5/10 muddy paw-prints from me

10/10 on froooooooooooofyness though

This pupper came up when I image-searched for "stupid dogs," and sure enough, Google didn't disappoint. This doggo makes me feel strangely happy inside. Although that tongue thing is a little weird and those eyes look genuinely creepy in that moment, this dog is kind of inspirational, if you think about it. He/she wasn't afraid to run around really fast with that weird face on, no matter who was watching or had cameras out. Maybe it was running towards a squirrel or just for fun, but in both of those scenarios, we can learn a lesson from this doggy; always be as confident in yourself as you would be if no one was watching, because what you consider a flaw might be quite the opposite.

9/10 muddy paw-prints from the Nandyster here

This dog was picked solely because this photo shows the truth; that not all cute dogs are cute all the time. For a dog to look like the Before picture, he must first be bathed and go through a phase of looking like the After. Even though this picture was meant to be funny and show how hilarious a wet dog can look, it also shows how the phrase "beauty is pain" has some truth. Although I hope this doggie wasn't hurt in this bathing process, he/she definitely endured some discomfort (I know this because my dog vehemently despises baths and I haven't met a pet who likes them yet) to become the fluffy dreamball he/she surely became afterwards, which should be appreciated. Similarly, we should give some credit to those who make beauty their art, since, as this photo shows, it's not always rose foot baths and sugar scrubs.

This pic gets 7/10 muddy paw-prints

This is obviously the cutest dog out of all of these photos. No one can compare to the Casper. No dog on this planet has the same soft fur on his head that he's always pushing into your hands to be petted, or the same pink tongue that likes to lick your hand when he's happy. Other dogs may have already done everything he will ever do and more, but no dog can say they won the hearts of a certain Nandy and her family like Casper can. I had to use an old photo since I haven't seen him in almost a month, and I miss him so much writing this is almost making me cry. Casper, we'll see you in just a few more days, and hopefully you'll be as happy to see us as we will be to see you. Ruff on!

This photo gets... 15/10 gold paw-prints.

Thanks for making it to the end of this doggolicious collection of rants. Tune in next Furiday for... something to be decided! Aren't my puns paw-sitively purrfect? 

ok i'll stop

     In the year of 2015, the 196 leaders of the largest intergovernmental organization on the planet got together and decided that the world was great, but it could be way better. And obviously, the only way to truly improve anything anywhere is by setting goals. So they set some goals; 17 of them, to be exact. These goals, to be met by 2030, are meant to help give every human access to what he or she needs, from food and water to basic rights and an education. They are meant to make the world, simply put, a better place.

 Introducing the United Nations Global Goals for Sustainable Development, the key world in that name being global. These goals are for the world, not just a specific part of it. Do you or somebody you know live on Planet Earth? If so, please visit globalgoals.org where these benchmarks are written up in their entirety, as well as instructons on what you can do to make your contribution, such as using bar soap instead of liquid soap in bottles (it works better, too), donating functioning but unused items to local shelters, and spreading the word. Find a goal that speaks to you and do everything you can to help meet that goal. Get obsessed, get informed, and get to work, because humanity needs everyone to step up and help out if we're ever going to meet those standards. There are so many random little things that we can change about how we live that can have a positive impact on our world, and yet, are not thought of or practiced. But now, it's time to change that, for "The world is not given by [our] fathers but borrowed from [our] children" - John Madison.

 inspiration : Pissed Off For a Better World by Hank Green of the Vlogbrothers

     It was pouring rain an we could see that, outside the windows of our hotel in Mysore. However, we manged to board our cabs without coming into contact with the cold water, thanks to a conveniently placed awning. We thought there would be another one outside our destination, the famous Mysore Palace. Oh, how mistaken we were...

The ride there, in a nice little taxi, revealed many surprising things. For part of it, it seemed as if we were driving through a river, which really made me appreciate the great service storm drains do for our roads. Anyway, we thought, it can't be that bad at the real palace, right?

We got out at the side of the road at an alternative entrance to the palace. Our next task was to get onto the sidewalk, but to do that, we had to cross the aforementioned 6-foot wide muddy river. And I was wearing socks an cotton flats! Needless to say, we got *a little* damp.

That's when our umbrella broke.

That was our situation; half our party under a tree offering meager shade, with a broken umbrella to supplement it, waiting for 3 more of us from a different taxi and getting drenched. That's when a very suspicious-looking man under a large plastic umbrella offered us some shade. Me being me was like "is this safe?" My mom, already wet to the bone, just shoved me over. So now we were sharing an umbrella with a generous but somewhat raggedy man we just met. Thanks!

The other half of our party arrived, bringing us to a total of 6 wet adults and 1 cranky toddler. After scouting the area and deciding there was no hope, we decided to go back. But alas, the Uber app decides not to work. So the 7 of us pile into an auto rickshaw for 3 and ride home.

life is recursive at times

and that's nice.

a routine can feel

like a worn blanket

comforting and essential.

but sometimes the blanket wears out

holes appear.

people come in whilst you try to sleep.

they say "fix your blanket; it has holes"

they stick their fingers through the gaps

cold and electric

shocking you awake

and you say "yes, i'll fix the blanket

but let me sleep first"

for you know that sleep-deprived and crabby fingers

create more holes

but the people don't stop

they think because you are asleep that you will forget

but how can you forget

when it is your blanket in the first place

how can you forget 

when you're the one who feels any drafts 

let in by the traitorous apertures

sometimes, it gets hot under the blanket, okay?

sometimes, i need the holes

to let in the breeze of change

they say variety is the spice of life

but you think that the only right spices 

are those that complement your basic flavors

fine

the dish tastes better if the cooks all agree

but the dish tastes better with a chef's personal touch

i said i'll do what needs to be done

i said when i'll do it

i can even tell you how

but please

give me my space and time

don't prod me

for i do my best

when not followed by the sharp ghosts of your words

when clear-headed and free from the sharp metallic screech of your repeated commands

which, the first time sound like a delicate chime

and now sound like a knife against steel

i do my best

when calm and not harried

when not badgered, hounded, chivied, or nagged

when i'm

     not

          this

               annoyed