There is nothing new to report from Chicago: the campus is dead because all the students are gone (we’re on the quarter system, so classes begin at the start of October), but the weather is pretty glorious. And it’s Friday again! Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, Hili couches her usual obsession in literary terms, but she’s as cute as ever:
Hili: Midsummer night dream.
A: What dream is that?
Hili: A faint scratching of a mouse.
In Polish:
Hili: Sen nocy letniej.
Ja: Jaki?
Hili: Ciche skrobanie myszy.
Chicago press has produced a new book that potential post grads should read –
57 Ways to Screw Up in Grad School
http://www.press.uchicago.edu/ucp/books/book/chicago/Other/bo20832370.html
🙂
That would be Volume 1 of an on-going series? I’m sure there are a lot more than 57 ways to screw up in Grad School. I cite Piled Higher and Deeper.
Actually, Hili’s comment ‘skrobanie’ reminds me of a poem by Walter de la Mare my mother used to recite to us at bed time –
Some one came knocking
At my wee, small door;
Someone came knocking;
I’m sure-sure-sure;
I listened, I opened,
I looked to left and right,
But nought there was a stirring
In the still dark night;
Only the busy beetle
Tap-tapping in the wall,
Only from the forest
The screech-owl’s call,
Only the cricket whistling
While the dewdrops fall,
So I know not who came knocking,
At all, at all, at all.
Mouse is myszy in Polish. I could have guessed.
“mouse” with the vowels chucked out and the detritus from the far end of the alphabet dropped in. Yep, sounds Polish to me too.
Better a scratch from a mouse than a kick to the Bottom from an ass….
b&
Hili’s Midsummer Night’s Dream should properly be of bugs, butterflies, and other small wingéd creatures.