Showing posts with label Books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Books. Show all posts

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Desk Pictures

*drumroll please*

Well, due to lack of working USB cords, I wasn't able to get the pictures into the computer right away... So I am sorry they are a little late. But for those of you who were curious as to see what  my desk looked like, I posed the following pictures - just for you! :)


The Desk. I think I should name it... any idears?


My dried rose! I have an obsession with drying flowers.  They make me thoughtful.

I put all of my poetry books on top of the Desk. I like how it looks. :D

Friday, April 16, 2010

Books? Yes, please.

Alright, so, I think you all know my love for books.  And maybe you've even gotten tired of my talking about it!  Don't worry - this isn't a long article about why I think you should read and what I think you should read.  This is just about an experience I had with books yesterday.

It was the Shaker Heights Library Book Sale.  Actually, it's continuing all weekend, but it started yesterday.  Our good friends the Clarkes traveled 2.5 hours to come to it.  I think we started going three years ago.  Anyway, it was marvelous.  All the people were stamped, and cramped up waiting in hallways in a huge line that did u-turns and twisty-doos.  They had their boxes, their crates, their bags.  Here I thought that it might be a nice quiet thing, with people musing over the book selections, thinking about what they wanted to get.  But I was quite wrong. The moment we were let in, people rushed to the different tables, and raced through everything, grabbing what they wanted... looking for the best.  Of course it was necessary for them to do that... if one person didn't do that, then they might not get anything worth while.  I passed by the Religion and Philosophy table, and would've stopped but there were a lot of people there, so I went straight to the Literature and Poetry.  (I went to the first-mentioned table later when everything died down.)   I got a fine little collection of books to add to my library.  Here's my list:


  • Rebecca - Daphne de Maurier
  • Don Quixote - Miguel de Cervantes
  • The Professor - Charlotte Bronte
  • Five Great Dialogues - Plato
  • The Divine Comedy (Inferno, Purgatorio, Paradiso) - Dante
  • The Idiot - Fydor Dostoyevsky 
  • The Brother's Karamazov - Fydor Dostoyevsky
  • Crime and Punishment - Fydor Dostoyevsky
  • The Iliad - Homer
  • The Odyssey - Homer 
  • The Hunchback of Notre Dame - Victor Hugo
  • The Screwtape Letters - C.S. Lewis
  • Tess of the D'Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy
  • Lorna Doone - R.D. Blackmore
The Lorna Doone story is a fun one.  I read it two years ago.  Actually, I think I got my copy either from Half Price books, or this booksale.  It was kinda my prized book.  I forget what edition it was, but it had this fancy design on the spine, and was a faded light-teal kinda color.  It went inside a faded dessert rose colored case... I loved that book.  Well, after Peter (my brother) left for TX a long time ago... somewhere between then and now, he mentioned he didn't have Lorna Doone.  I proudly showed him my copy.  (Peter and I have always been book collectors, and he was always getting the nicest, oldest books... so I obviously got excited when I came into possession of one he didn't have.)  He said: "Oh! That's a nice one! I actually have several other books from that edition."  And in a moment of feeling sacrificial, I wrapped it up and gave it to him for Christmas or his birthday or something.  Well... Yesterday I found the exact same edition... except it has a neutral case, and the color of the book is vibrant teal.  It's in much nicer condition. .... haha. I told Peter last night, kinda laughingly, and he said: "Good! Now we can trade!" Book wars are fun. :)  But I was thankful that even in this small matter of a book, God gave back to me what I had given away. 

I wrote my name and the date in each of the books last night.  And I smiled too.  These books are a part of me now.... whether I like them, or not. :P



Thursday, April 1, 2010

Books

"Other relaxations are peculiar to certain times, places and stages of life, but the study of letters [books] is the nourishment of our youth, and the joy of our old age. They throw an additional splendor on prosperity, and are the resource and consolation of adversity; they delight at home, and are no embarrassment abroad; in short, they are company to us at night, our fellow travelers on a journey, and attendants in our rural recesses." - Cicero

I think it is a very good thing to read... It develops our minds... sort of shapes them into something more defined. It allows us to see through a pin-hole the life of an Age before ours, it gives us a glimpse into the mind of man.  It allows us to see what others have thought before us.  The words are not just printed on the page, they are not just words... they mean something. Each one of them. And I don't mean a dictionary-definition-meaning-of-the-word meaning... I mean something that has to be found. Something you must look for. Sometimes it is plainer than others.  Ever thought fairy tales were stupid? I thought they were completely meaningless. But the day came when I felt a little stupid for saying so, and a little better for knowing the truth, because I found that there is something to be learned from each fairy tale. Though simple in its flow, you can see the deeper meaning. Take Beauty and the Beast... "love means loving the unloveable." (Chesterton.)  Even Jack and the Beanstalk, there is good versus evil, there is courage and bravery involved.  In every fairy tale you are sure to find a battle of good and evil, and in some of the most popular, good always prevails.  Isn't there something in that? Each book has a meaning behind it.  As ridiculous as it may seem, the author had a thought when he/she wrote it.  We shouldn't read merely to enjoy the story they put forth, but we should read to find the thoughts behind the story.  There very well may be a good lesson to learn, a little piece of information to store away.  Something to remember, and respect.

And yet, we must be so careful of what we read and how we read it.  It is not good to say that every book in the world must be read, and I am not here to condemn the things that people read, when I have not read them.  A few of the books I have read have left me sorry that I read them at the end.   I read Gulliver's Travels, and I cannot say that I liked it, but I was glad I read it because it taught me something.  I read another book and I wished I hadn't read it because apart from the fact that it was an awful plot, I learned absolutely nothing from it. I felt sorry for the characters, I felt sorry for the author. Although, then, I was not thinking so much about finding the meaning.  However, I don't really want to read the six hundred pages again.

I say we must be careful what we read because we cannot spend all of our time reading, and if we do read, why not read the good stuff? I say there is meaning behind everything, and I do believe that there is... Even in the Arthur books there might be something like: "being nice is a good thing, and we should share with our friends." And though that is true, does that mean that we should read these books all the time? But perhaps there may be a better something to read. Some philosopher may have written about why being nice is a good thing, and what made it good, and by what standard good is defined by.  They might have explained the thought behind the reason that we should share with our friends. They might have explained why we must think of others as better than ourselves. And they probably go much deeper than that. A child cannot be expected at a young age to understand this, and perhaps that is why they read Arthur and are perfectly fine with the meaning they are given.  But as we get older, our understanding has hopefully developed, and we start asking "How is that good? What makes it good? Why are they given the right to say it is good? What makes them think it is good?" etc.

Perhaps there is a specific book that shapes the questions you asks, and gives an answer. Perhaps not.  Maybe it takes three or four authors like Lewis Carroll, Aristotle, Jonathan Swift and J.K. Rowling to answer one question, but perhaps it may take only Plutarch to answer another.  It might be direct, it might be a revelation that you had while reading something they wrote.  I am not saying that all books are bad, but it is perhaps necessary to choose carefully what you should read.  It doesn't mean you need to read only Greek philosophies, or only Classical Literary authors such as Charles Dickens and Jane Austen... in fact, my point is that it might be beneficial to avoid that.  To have variety to what you read... A blend of authors.  You may say that C.S. Lewis made such and such a point but then you read that Plato made the opposite point... But you would not know there was even opposition to Lewis' point if you hadn't read Plato.  If you had, you might ask: "Which one was right?" (or even if you hadn't, you might ask if Lewis was right, but my point is, when you find another person that rejects the point someone else has made, it makes you ask which one was right.)  Well, where do we find who was right? By Truth we weigh everything. Where do we find Truth? Is it a standard we have made, something that we've written down that guides us?

God is truth.  God must be truth, because we prove ourselves every day to be irrational, irregular, and wicked.  Truth must come from Perfection, otherwise it might be tainted, and then it wouldn't be Truth.  God's Truth is revealed in the Scriptures, and it is through the Scriptures that we might discover that both Lewis and Plato were wrong.  Oh, and I should say this, I don't even know if Lewis made a point that Plato rejected.... and I am totally messed up in my time frame here... it should be Lewis who rejected the point Plato made. :P Anyway, I don't know if that happened, I'm just making things up here.  But it may very well be, and I want to find out now.

Anyways, everything we read should cause us to ask questions.  Asking questions should lead us to the Scriptures, and when we weigh everything by that, our ideas are shaped by Truth.

And I also just realized something else... the people who made it to the end are probably the people interested in reading. Oh well.

People have their tastes, their likes and dislikes with regard to reading.  If I could, I would read only what I want to, and then I would have a poorly developed mind.  My mind is hardly developed yet... I think of all my ideas and thoughts that come from reading as rather... uh.. raw. But I do so enjoy it, and I don't want to stop, and it is the passion I have for thinking and finding these things in books that moves me to read things that I wouldn't normally pick up on a Tuesday at 3:45 PM.  I am grateful for the ideas expressed in books, and I am ever ever so thankful that I can know that they are right or wrong by weighing them against Scripture.  Most times I can't know on my own.  It takes many deep conversations with different people, finding out their opinions and what they think, their ideas etc to find that a certain thing expressed in a book is right or wrong.  Sometimes I know right away because of certain Biblical truths grounded into my head, and I can recognize whether it is right or wrong.  But sometimes it takes awhile.

Okay, those are my thoughts for the... month. :P Oh, one more thing.  My mother told me that books without evil in it are... evil.  Because novels especially are a reflection of the world, and when there is no evil, that is a reflection of our world without evil in it.  It completely loses the need for redemption, as though Man has no need for it.  I thought this was a very interesting point, and something definitely worth thinking about.  I do agree with what she has said, and I'm glad that she told me because I probably wouldn't have thought of it. :)


Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Education, A Form Of Repentence

School has taken full swing this week.  Last year we started a new course of study... found at http://amblesideonline.org/index.shtml . 

Anyways, last year I wasn't really prepared for what I needed to do, and so now I feel that last year was a "preparation" year.  It was really stressful, and I didn't finish a lot of things, but now starting this year has been exhilarating. I know what to expect, and that's helped a lot. I've taken a deeper interest in my studies than I have done before.

Lately I have viewed my studies as less of a boring, tedious thing to get through so I can graduate and "move on", and more of a learning experience that develops the mind and smooths down the rough edges, an exciting adventure that involves learning about the birth of a country, the progression of politics, etc.  But I didn't come to this on my own.  It took a few years, and most of it is due to my mother's perseverance.  Something else that helped came just a few days ago. Mother read to us an article about education.  The person who wrote it quoted George Grant:

"At the beginning of every academic year I like to remind myself and my students that true education is a form of repentance. It is a humble admission that we've not read all that we need to read, we don't know all that we need to know, and we've not yet become all that we are called to become. Education is that unique form of discipleship that brings us to the place of admitting our inadequacies. It is that remarkable rebuke of autonomy and independence so powerful and so evident that we actually shut up and pay heed for a change."

This changed my view of school a lot. Not only is studying always new and exciting, but it's also humbling.  I realized that hating school, detesting it, and not being willing to put up with it were all rebellious, prideful thoughts.  If you really think about it, it's true.

God has created so much, not just in the natural world, but with history, languages - which eventually turn into grammar and English - art... So many more!  We would be fools to not want to learn about His work, and His plan - as far as it's been revealed, not in our personal lives only but in everything! in history, progression... etc. In everything.

here's the link to the entire article. I haven't read the whole thing, but my mother did and she said it was very good. :)

Correction - I accidentally linked to the lady who quoted George Grant. Here is the link to the article by George Grant.

http://grantian.blogspot.com/2005/08/repentance.html

Saturday, August 23, 2008

L'etat D'un Journaliste Malade

Unfortunately, I am laid up in bed. The only reason I'm down in the ghastly basement is to post and tell you why I'm not posting. I have about 100 and some pictures that I have intended to post for your amusement, but regrettably do not have the strength or patience to go through the long tedious process of posting them.

My brother Peter tells me I am sick because I am "teething" as he loves to call it whenever someone has their wisdom teeth coming in. I am of the mind that it is a combination of that, and of the fact that I was working with dust all day Thursday (I can be allergic to dust on occasion) and that I slept in the damp basement for two nights, which I am not accustomed to.

There is this big red thing across my screen at the moment that says "ERROR" and a little yellow triangle outlined in black, with a black exclamation point in the middle at the bottom of the screen, alongside wich there are little red letters that tell me in the kindest language imaginable: "Autosave failed." Lovely.

So, I shall now retire back to my lonely and very hot couch (seeing as the weather is rather humid) to read Vanity Fair, or rather the last 70 pages there are to read. Oh, Vanity of vanity... All is vanity, my dear blog readers, and please never forget that.

(Those are my last words to you in case I should die pretty soon.... I am sick with my own diagnosis, and it usually ends in death... Should that be the case, I love you you all dearly as brothers and sisters in Christ, and will pray for you as Paul did for his beloved brethren. Oh, and please attend my funeral. I am sending all the details to my pastor tomorrow, along with an apology for my absence in services.)

Most Jokingly and Sincerely,

~Ruby Jean Hopkins

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

WARNING!!! BLOG ON HOLD!!!!!

Well... Kind of. I don't know when I will get a chance to post next, so I'm just warning you that I might not get around to it for awhile. However, if I do get to it soon, then hip hip hurrah! :) But if not, well, at least you won't be left wondering. Tomorrow is Luther's birthday, and the next day is Daddy's birthday. I will be getting up at 6:30 every morning to read Vanity Fair, as I need to have it done by my birthday. If I finish it by the end of the week, I'm aiming to have Queen Victoria done by my birthday. :-| We'll see how that goes.

So, in case I don't post for awhile, adios my fair amigos!

~Ruby

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Simply A Post

Sometimes the days go by and one simply cannot think of what to say on his or her blog. It can really be the most disappointing and frustrating thing at times, especially when certain parties are begging the person to post about something when quite often the person doesn't know of anything that would be amusing or of interest to his or her audience. And now I find myself in this same position. Well, well, well, I suppose that I must write something, and I hope that whatever it is, my readers will enjoy it. Frankly, I myself would ramble for forever and a day, if I could, about anything, but I must not. And I hope, and am quite sure, that this will be the first and last of this kind of posts, however much enjoyment my readers may find in it.

And now I must be sensible. Speaking of that word, I used to believe that "sensible" and "sensibility" meant the same thing, only, they were used differently, depending on how the sentence was built. But by way of a dictionary, I was proved quite wrong. Sensible means "aware of" or "informed" as in, 'I am sensible of the difficulties;' whereas "sensibility" means the ability to appreciate or respond to complex emotional or aesthetic influences. As in the beloved movie when Mrs. Dashwood remarks to Marianne, "I think that might be carrying your romantic sensibilities a little too far." And now I ask my reader... Do I have any idea of what I am speaking of? Because I am quite sure that I do not know. Just an interesting thought... Although I daresay that my reader may not have found it quite so interesting as I did, and they are most likely "bored to death" like Lady Dedlock, who, in the end, did die. (But most certainly not of boredom... Read the book. Bleak House, by Charles Dickens.) Goodnight and God Bless!