I used to begin my Workshops for Women with the following question: “Who here is satisfied with their bodies? Raise your hands.” A nervous titter would trickle around the room while everyone looked at each other and smiled. Not one hand ever went up. Not surprising, really, since I have never known a woman who was satisfied with her body. If I ever do meet one, my first greeting will be, “Welcome to Planet Earth. I hope you enjoy your stay.”
have lots of complaints about our bodies, but the “biggest” (sorry!) seems to be about our weight. No matter
how great others tell us we look, we always want to lose 5, 10, 20 pounds (or
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Friday, February 14, 2014
Well, the long knives are out once again for the “Tiger Mom.” And this time they mean serious business, as in the slicing and dicing of Amy Chua (a/k/a the “Tiger Mom”) and her co-author husband, Jed Rubenfeld, who have dared to take on some sacred cultural cows in their newest book, The Triple Package -- How Three Unlikely Traits Explain the Rise and Fall of Cultural Groups in America. Sound provocative? Apparently, the critics think so. I have not read either book, but I find the “controversy” surrounding them very interesting indeed.
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Dance Recital – Age 6
I inherited my Mother’s gap between her two front teeth. If you look closely at this picture you can just make it out. I think this may be the last time I smiled with my mouth open until I got my braces off at the age of 14. At my junior high school in the 1960s, orthodontic braces were “the” de rigueur fashion accessory. Almost all my classmates wore them to correct gaps, crooked teeth, overbites and underbites. In those days, it wasn’t unusual for a kid to wear braces for years at a time. In fact, some wore them so long that nobody recognized them when they finally came off. Is that you, Billy? Wow! I didn’t recognize you without a mouth full of metal. I was lucky; I only had to wear them for nine months ----- the longest nine months of my life!