Finland is one of the quieter members of the EU. But now its turn at the EU presidency has thrust it into the spotlight - and exposed an unusual passion.If the Finns can do it, than why can't Catholics? ;)
Like the boy at the party with cheese straws stuck up his nose, it has been caught doing something vaguely disturbing -indulging a penchant for Latin....
..."The legend of Elvis Presley lives for ever, and it's of course very important to sing Elvis Presley's songs in the Latin language, because Latin is the eternal language"...
Lurking within the world of EU Latin, which is only marginally more difficult to comprehend than EU English, is one delightful statistic - more people subscribe to the newsletter in Latin than to the one in French.
...The news in Latin on national radio gets 75,000 listeners, which may not sound like much, but on a per capita basis is more than some BBC Radio 4 programmes get...
Full article, "Finland makes Latin the King."
Thursday, October 26, 2006
The Finns love Elvis in Latin
From the BBC:
I love making lists
First order of business is my latest column.
Secondly... well, it's probably better to do this in list format.
1. I was promoted to a Hot Copy shift at The Post, which means that I actually get paid!
2. I got to march in Ohio University's homecoming parade with my roomie Jenn and the Big Brothers/Big Sisters float.
3. I went to the homecoming football game with Jenn and another roomie, Maureen, and we got to see the band play. We slaughtered Buffalo (the team, not the animal).
4. On Monday I got to participate in the pro-life vigil here! We got some snide remarks from passer-by, but also a lot of smiles and some folks stopping to talk to us. It was coooold, but fun.
5. On Wednesday night, I got to spend a wonderful evening with Sister Mary Emily and Sister Alexandria of the Sisters of St. Cecilia. We had a home-made meal in the basement of St. Paul's, and the Sisters gave our little group of women their vocations talk. They remembered my sister, Sister Elizabeth, from when she went to visit them before she entered with the Sister Servants of the Eternal Word. "You look so familiar!" saith Sister Mary Emily. It's a small world.
Afterward we got to go upstairs and pray the rosary before the Tabernacle. Heavenly.
All in all, it has been a marvelous week. The kind I wish would never end.
Secondly... well, it's probably better to do this in list format.
1. I was promoted to a Hot Copy shift at The Post, which means that I actually get paid!
2. I got to march in Ohio University's homecoming parade with my roomie Jenn and the Big Brothers/Big Sisters float.
3. I went to the homecoming football game with Jenn and another roomie, Maureen, and we got to see the band play. We slaughtered Buffalo (the team, not the animal).
4. On Monday I got to participate in the pro-life vigil here! We got some snide remarks from passer-by, but also a lot of smiles and some folks stopping to talk to us. It was coooold, but fun.
5. On Wednesday night, I got to spend a wonderful evening with Sister Mary Emily and Sister Alexandria of the Sisters of St. Cecilia. We had a home-made meal in the basement of St. Paul's, and the Sisters gave our little group of women their vocations talk. They remembered my sister, Sister Elizabeth, from when she went to visit them before she entered with the Sister Servants of the Eternal Word. "You look so familiar!" saith Sister Mary Emily. It's a small world.
Afterward we got to go upstairs and pray the rosary before the Tabernacle. Heavenly.
All in all, it has been a marvelous week. The kind I wish would never end.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Good news, bad news
The good news is as follows: I found out that my five last columns have been picked up by U-Wire, which is the wire service for college media. I am now available in syndication ;) According to my editor, our board in The Post has a nice big sign congratulating me, but I have yet to nip in to the newsroom to see it. Of course, now I will start obsessing over whether each of my remaining (three?) columns is good enough and will be picked up.
I'm not sure how I find out where, and if, any other paper published my work. I would love to see it in The Daily Princetonian, for instance, but somehow I doubt that's going to happen!
The bad news is that the wringing of hands over what I am going to do with my life is still in full swing. I have gotten a bit better about trusting God, but I am still a little anxious. Confession tonight helped - my pastor is such a wonderful confessor! As a penance, he told me to pray the Hail Mary, very slowly. It's amazing what profound meaning each word of that prayer has when you really slow down and consider it.
As always, please ora pro me!
I'm not sure how I find out where, and if, any other paper published my work. I would love to see it in The Daily Princetonian, for instance, but somehow I doubt that's going to happen!
The bad news is that the wringing of hands over what I am going to do with my life is still in full swing. I have gotten a bit better about trusting God, but I am still a little anxious. Confession tonight helped - my pastor is such a wonderful confessor! As a penance, he told me to pray the Hail Mary, very slowly. It's amazing what profound meaning each word of that prayer has when you really slow down and consider it.
As always, please ora pro me!
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Latest for The Post
Can be seen here. Reportedly the Assistant Managing Editor liked it, but I've had some slightly negative feedback, too. Not with regard to the content, but re: the style. It's sort of a sloppy piece.
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Bowling for... bowling pins
What a wonderful thing it is to have a blog when one wants to take a break from one's mostly fruitless column-writing!
This weekend was quite a bit of fun, in spite of the fact that I again got very little accomplished academically. The best part was Sunday Mass, of course. The second best part was on Friday, when I got to spend some time with my friends from Catholic Student Outreach.
First, I got to spend the morning with Kate; after daily Mass she made me some delicious chocolate-chip pancakes for breakfast at her apartment (mm mm). Then around 5 o'clock, she and Andrew and I went bowling. As you can imagine, my score was very, very low, but I still had lots of fun! I also managed to get my thumb temporarily stuck in one of the bowling balls. Oops. It came out, obviously, but not before a bit of a hullabaloo! ;)
Other stops included New To You, the Athens Book Center, and the steps of St. Paul's, where I accidentally insulted Kate by saying I wouldn't want to live anywhere rural. She wasn't actually insulted, of course.
Later in the evening we met up with some other folks from CSO at the Donkey coffeehouse and played Scrabble. My longest word was "marsh." While there, we met this interesting Athens, Greece-born kid named Tele, who played with us. From the "real" Athens to Athens, Ohio, what an interesting journey that must have been.
All in all, I'd say this is the kind of weekend I'm going to miss when I graduate.
This weekend was quite a bit of fun, in spite of the fact that I again got very little accomplished academically. The best part was Sunday Mass, of course. The second best part was on Friday, when I got to spend some time with my friends from Catholic Student Outreach.
First, I got to spend the morning with Kate; after daily Mass she made me some delicious chocolate-chip pancakes for breakfast at her apartment (mm mm). Then around 5 o'clock, she and Andrew and I went bowling. As you can imagine, my score was very, very low, but I still had lots of fun! I also managed to get my thumb temporarily stuck in one of the bowling balls. Oops. It came out, obviously, but not before a bit of a hullabaloo! ;)
Other stops included New To You, the Athens Book Center, and the steps of St. Paul's, where I accidentally insulted Kate by saying I wouldn't want to live anywhere rural. She wasn't actually insulted, of course.
Later in the evening we met up with some other folks from CSO at the Donkey coffeehouse and played Scrabble. My longest word was "marsh." While there, we met this interesting Athens, Greece-born kid named Tele, who played with us. From the "real" Athens to Athens, Ohio, what an interesting journey that must have been.
All in all, I'd say this is the kind of weekend I'm going to miss when I graduate.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Hoah!
This week has been a difficult week, but, it turns out, a good week.
First of all, my editor - the Associate Editor of the paper - loved my column this week (read it here). Like any other writer, when my editor is happy, I am blissful. When my editor is unhappy - well, you can imagine ;)
Last night was my laaaate night with the copy staff, and I got to work with the Assistant Managing Editor and learn a new skill (cutting pages! Whee!). I am still quite useless at headline-writing, but I don't feel nervous going into work anymore. The copy editors who slot for me (check my work) are both very kind, patient people.
Southeast Ohio magazine fact-checking is still a bit of a bear. Grr.
But in other good news, I got an "A" on a massive magazine class presentation on The Atlantic (formerly The Atlantic Monthly). My professor wrote that I delivered my speech "with a voice of gentle authority." HA! Now I have a new line for whenever my friends complain that I speak too softly... ;)
The only bad part about the week is that I've only gotten to daily Mass once... There wasn't any Mass at all on Monday, and today's I had to miss because, as I said, it was my late night and I got home at 1:30 in the morning. It stinks to miss; I can't remember how I got through life before daily Mass was a part of it. Tomorrow, tomorrow.
First of all, my editor - the Associate Editor of the paper - loved my column this week (read it here). Like any other writer, when my editor is happy, I am blissful. When my editor is unhappy - well, you can imagine ;)
Last night was my laaaate night with the copy staff, and I got to work with the Assistant Managing Editor and learn a new skill (cutting pages! Whee!). I am still quite useless at headline-writing, but I don't feel nervous going into work anymore. The copy editors who slot for me (check my work) are both very kind, patient people.
Southeast Ohio magazine fact-checking is still a bit of a bear. Grr.
But in other good news, I got an "A" on a massive magazine class presentation on The Atlantic (formerly The Atlantic Monthly). My professor wrote that I delivered my speech "with a voice of gentle authority." HA! Now I have a new line for whenever my friends complain that I speak too softly... ;)
The only bad part about the week is that I've only gotten to daily Mass once... There wasn't any Mass at all on Monday, and today's I had to miss because, as I said, it was my late night and I got home at 1:30 in the morning. It stinks to miss; I can't remember how I got through life before daily Mass was a part of it. Tomorrow, tomorrow.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Let the rain come down
I promised myself I wouldn't title this post with lyrics from a bad pop song. It looks like I lied to myself, oops!
Athens, Ohio received a direct hit from a nasty storm last night, the night on which I had my late night with The Post's copy staff. Today's was a twelve page paper, too - only the second time so far this year that we've been that big, I believe. However, my fervent praying (which, to be honest, was more like whining) obtained for me the miracle of being sent home at 12:30, instead of ye olde 2:00 in the morning.
In other journalism news, I was appointed to lead one of three teams of copy editors at Southeast Ohio Magazine. This will mean slightly more work, but hopefully double the resume umph.
I am going to come right out and ask for prayers from my little readership. As you know, I'm going to be graduating at Thanksgiving time, and will no longer have my reliable "student" status to get me discounts, the forbearance of adults, and an identity. I will, however, have a magnum cum laude bachelor's degree from the Scripps School, and about $6,000 in debt.
I am considering going to grad school, but only if I can get it all paid for by the university; I am thinking about applying for some editing jobs, and for a government position; I am worrying about my vocation and wondering if by doing any of the above I would just be putting off what God wants from me. All in all, preparing to leave the undergraduate world is just as confusing as I thought it would be. I wanna be a freshman again :(
All whining aside, I would appreciate it if you would pray that I am able to figure out my life, preferably in the next five to six weeks. Bit of a tight schedule, I know :)
What am I forgetting? Oh, that's right, my latest for The Post, on Our Lady of Guadalupe. It's very inoffensive and non-controversial, and I wrote it two hours before my deadline. Tisk, tisk.
Athens, Ohio received a direct hit from a nasty storm last night, the night on which I had my late night with The Post's copy staff. Today's was a twelve page paper, too - only the second time so far this year that we've been that big, I believe. However, my fervent praying (which, to be honest, was more like whining) obtained for me the miracle of being sent home at 12:30, instead of ye olde 2:00 in the morning.
In other journalism news, I was appointed to lead one of three teams of copy editors at Southeast Ohio Magazine. This will mean slightly more work, but hopefully double the resume umph.
I am going to come right out and ask for prayers from my little readership. As you know, I'm going to be graduating at Thanksgiving time, and will no longer have my reliable "student" status to get me discounts, the forbearance of adults, and an identity. I will, however, have a magnum cum laude bachelor's degree from the Scripps School, and about $6,000 in debt.
I am considering going to grad school, but only if I can get it all paid for by the university; I am thinking about applying for some editing jobs, and for a government position; I am worrying about my vocation and wondering if by doing any of the above I would just be putting off what God wants from me. All in all, preparing to leave the undergraduate world is just as confusing as I thought it would be. I wanna be a freshman again :(
All whining aside, I would appreciate it if you would pray that I am able to figure out my life, preferably in the next five to six weeks. Bit of a tight schedule, I know :)
What am I forgetting? Oh, that's right, my latest for The Post, on Our Lady of Guadalupe. It's very inoffensive and non-controversial, and I wrote it two hours before my deadline. Tisk, tisk.
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