Happy New Year Everyone,
Below is the Annual Report for my Walk On blog, which features The Champions Who Walked Among Us. The first blog posting was published on May 4, 2012. Thanks to all of you for your loyal support.
2013 here we come!
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
The new Boeing 787 Dreamliner can carry about 250 passengers. This blog was viewed about 1,200 times in 2012. If it were a Dreamliner, it would take about 5 trips to carry that many people.
Overflowing joy is an emotional feeling I believe we all enjoy, or at least I do. Therefore, I would like to recognize four people who have given me a reason to write that my joy overflows, because they have selected my Walk On Blog as one of their Blog of the Year Blogs to receive a star. It is a beautiful feeling to have colleagues who are not only writers, but true friends in the sense of the word friendship and encouragement. So, I kindly thank:
Thank you so much, and I wish each of you the best in your writing endeavors.
Being the self-appointed philosopher that I am, I could not accept the Blog of the Year award without giving some thought as to how far I have come. I am a thinker, as most of my fellow bloggers know, who thinks with the intention of implementing and testing as much of what I believe in my own life as I reach out to others.
What many of you don’t know is that it was 2009 when I finally accepted the mantle that had been placed over my shoulders, since I was conceived in my mother’s womb. I have to admit I fought, ran, screamed and did everything I could to keep from becoming a writer and a singer. Even though, they were imbedded into my genes, my worry about not being able to earn money to pay my bills and enjoy some of those electronic gadgets I so enjoy working with, held me back. I wanted an ordinary life like the ‘Jones’ and I chose to do something else, and I made myself believe that a little singing on the side, or writing a business report for someone else would still the voices within me to move out and do what I was called to do.
It took my editing the second revision of a book by another author to force the door I had kept closed wide open and my heart sprang out and forward and refused to be quieted again. Since then, I write and I sing, and whenever I sit at my keyboard and let my spirit fly out into freedom that it so deserves, I write, which brings me down to this posting.
You see, I am thankful there are other writers on this earthly hemisphere who have been kind enough to recognize my gift. Living in Germany, and sometimes feeling like the lone ranger among German writers who do not write in my native language, I am a long way from an English speaking writer support group and realize just how essential the English writing groups that I am a part of are in my life. They see something in me it took me years to see, and I admit they still have a better view of it than I do.
One of these writers is Raani York. She is a wonderful writer and a dear friend. There have been times in this Walk On series, when I have felt totally overwhelmed from the research. I have asked myself if it were really necessary to get so emotionally involved in what I was writing. I have doubted my ability to write another word, and most of all I have struggled with the technical difficulties, the format, sentences becoming phrases, grammatic structure being challenged to the point that grammar has become one of the arteries running from my heart. I have asked myself continuously, if I have the right to develop my own format, and it was at times like these that I would receive a comment from Raani York and a few others about this series, which encouraged me to keep moving on in the direction I am going.
You are probably wondering whether I am making money so that I may live from my writing or my music or from both. Not yet, I still have to do odd jobs on the side, but let me say that that has become secondary. The main lesson that I have learned in this struggle ‘to become’ is obedience. I obeyed my heart, and the joy that overflows when I write an article, or work on the books I have started writing that I want to complete and see in print, or when I stand on stage and open my mouth and bellow out a song that has etched itself deep in my spirit; all of these things are not comparable to any joy that I have ever experienced. The joy is unspeakable!
So, this morning I am paying it forward by nominating those blogs that have lived close to my heart this year. Some of them have made me cry, others have brought me to endless laughter, others have informed me about what is happening around the world, still others have still my soul and the rest have made me think about the various situations that go on around me and have forced me to reflect, check out my own life and change, even though change is sometime painful.
So, here we go. I have copied the instructions from Raani’s site so that I do not make a mistake with the requirements:
Do you know a blog that deserves an award?
Do you have special blogs that you love to read?
Which blogs do you bookmark and follow?
Would you like to give them an award this year?
Then the ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award is for you!
The ‘rules’ for this award are simple:
1 Select the blog(s) you think deserve the ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award.
2 Write a blog post and name/tell us about the blog(s) you have chosen – there’s no minimum or maximum number of blogs required – and ‘present’ them with their award.
3 Please include a link back to this page Blog of the Year 2012 Award and include these ‘rules’ in your post (please don’t alter the rules or the badges!)
4 Let the blog(s) you have chosen know that you have given them this award and share the ‘rules’ with them
6 As a winner of the award – please add a link back to the blog that presented you with the award – and then proudly display the award on your blog and sidebar … and start collecting stars…
Yes – that’s right – there are stars to collect!
Unlike other awards which you can only add to your blog once – this award is different!
When you begin you will receive the ‘1 star’ award – and every time you are given the award by another blog – you can add another star!
There are a total of 6 stars to collect.
Which means that you can check out your favorite blogs – and even if they have already been given the award by someone else – you can still bestow it on them again and help them to reach the maximum 6 stars!
‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award Badges
There are six badges for you to collect – you can either ‘swap’ your badge for the next one each time you are given the award – or even proudly display all six badges if you are lucky enough to be presented with the award six times!
Need to know more? Check out the FAQ page
And Congratulations! on being chosen for the ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award!
‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award – thumbnails
Here are the 6 awards in thumbnail size for your sidebar – feel free to Right Click and save any of the images on this page:
So there you go those are the rules and the name of the game.
The blogs listed below possibly have at one time or another bestowed and/or received an award from me. Some responded with the utmost gratitude, some do not venture into the award arena and some simply did not respond. Those of you who enjoy playing I look forward to your own post and those of you who chose not to that is okay, too. I have fulfilled my desire to let you know how deserving you truly are and how much you mean to me.
For those of you who want to play, the ball is in your court!
[BTW If you want to play and I have somehow missed you, I hang my head shamefully but will raise it proudly and promptly add you to the list!]
The blogs for nomination
Finally, I would like to say to all the bloggers of blogs I subscribe to that your blog carries weight in my life. What you have to say is important to me and when I write you a comment, it is because I care about you as a person, even though we are a part of this world-wide community connected together through electronic data transfer. So, you the writer have enriched my life significantly and helped create a chain reaction that is causing me to develop into the being what I was call to be.
Below I have inserted a link from youtube with one of my most favourites songs by James Taylor. I thank all of you and wish you a wonderful second Advent.
- What do you do when you’re more intelligent than you should be?
- How do you deal with a world where your talent, your gift is not wanted because of what you are?
- How do you keep going in a hostile environment where rejection resides on your doorstep, only because you were born a woman?
April 18, 1775, Paul Revere’s ride through the nearby towns and villages on his way to Lexington loudly shouting, “The British are coming, the British are coming!” Crossed over into the history books.
April 19, 1775, the first shots in the Revolutionary War fell, and the test of strength between thirteen colonies and their European mother had begun and would define their destiny.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the Atlantic all seemed peaceful. The monarchies had their grip on the people, and the relaxation of servitude was not even considered. Even though certain writers were espousing change and promoting ideas of democracy and liberalism, the season for these ideas to mature had not yet risen in Europe. People, who were not fortunate to be born in the upper class, were still treated with an air of disdain in most homes and were the recipients of humorless jokes. Children were abused and used as cheap labor, and many died of hunger.
The majority of the population stood in bondage to a system that prohibited their advancement due to their cultural status, lack of education, and money, which was controlled by those who ruled over them. These were years of decadence and indulgence. Only a few of the genteel gentry noticed they were about to come to an end.
The eyes of the monarchies focused on the British colonies and the outcome of the war across the ocean. That such a war could take place on European national soil was unthinkable. Nevertheless, change was coming and quicker than the ruling classes thought.
April 1, 1776, in the home of one of the families of the Enlightenment, where the topic of liberality was often discussed, something would take place, which would make its imprint upon history once again––an infant was born.
There was no cause to celebrate when the young baby’s eyes opened. The middle child of a wealthy merchant, it was expected to follow forth in the role placed upon it––she was female.
Nevertheless, at a young age, this young girl’s eager desire to learn and her tenacity to discover the world through the books in her father’s library alarmed her parents profoundly, and they began to hinder her progress. Rules were implemented in the household to keep her from reading. It was considered unsuitable and detrimental to her growth. After all, intellect belonged to the male species of the Homo sapiens–– she was female.
The traditions of the time dictated her role ––to bring forth children and satisfy her mate, thinking not required.
How do you explain to a thirteen-year-old girl it is not her job to decipher the mysteries behind Geometry?
She was in the thirteenth year of her life. Revolution had finally reached the other side of the Atlantic, and the downfall of the Monarchy had begun in France. It was in this period of the country’s disturbance and turmoil when the young girl would retreat to her father’s library and read books, which caught her fancy.
- Here, she would read the legend about Archimedes and his death.
- Here, she would hide herself as she began to teach herself mathematics.
- It was here she began to grasp the understanding of Geometry.
Her parents, highly disturbed by her behaviour, hid her clothing when she went to bed so she could not get up in the mornings, took away her candles so she could not read at night, and deprived her of heating in her room to no avail. The passion within this young teenage girl kept driving her to rebel against all hindrances and all objections, until her parents had to give in and accept what they considered unacceptable and the Mathematician was born.
- How do you react the unusual talents given to someone at birth?
- What kind of explanation do you give to your family, your friends, or even strangers when trying to explain an innate talent in yourself or one of your children, which is unexplainable?
- How do you curb the passion of a thirteen year old as she exploits her mathematical genius?
During the years of war, this young woman taught herself Calculus while other women were planning their marriage.
The Ecole Polytechnic was founded, and the call went out for students. France desperately needed mathematicians and scientists, but the most intelligent of all was not permitted ––she was female.
Instead of falling into resignation or despair about the situation, the young woman, now turned 18, came up with an ingenious idea––the creation of M. LeBlanc.
The cleverness and eagerness she possessed forced her to dispose of any bashfulness that would block her goal. Knowing some of the male students attending the institute, she developed friendships with them and borrowed their lecture notes as she continued to teach herself.
If M. LeBlanc had not stood out among all the male students; if he had not been too intelligent; if he had not written the astonishing analysis paper for one of his class assignments; the secret may have never been exposed. One of his analysis papers caught the eye of the Professor. He was so impressed with the work, he demanded a meeting, and M. LeBlanc’s secret publicize–– the ‘He’ was female. After his initial shock, Professor LaGrange, became her mentor, and one of her staunch supporters.
1804, Napoleon Bonaparte was Emperor of France, and the Mathematician had begun corresponding with the German mathematician, Carl Friedrich Gauss. She was enchanted by his number theory, because she too had done some work in this direction. Gauss was delighted to have someone on his level with whom he could discuss his theories.
1807, Professor Gauss discovered that his beloved M. LeBlanc was indeed female.
The uphill road to recognition and acceptance would challenge her throughout her life. Yet, the Mathematician kept going, never giving up.
1829, the Mathematician began to face her last battle, a battle that would lift her into History Books.
Can’t you see her people? Here was the woman, who suffered through,
- Lack of recognition,
A woman who
- Taught herself Geometry and Calculus,
- Attended the Ecole Polytechnique by teaching herself from the lecture notes of others,
- Became one of the developers of the number theory
- Wrote the legendary work in the number theory proving that if x,y, and z are integers and if x^5+y^5=z^5 then x,y,or z must be divisible by 5 which became to major step toward proving Fermat’s last theorem for the case where n=5
- Worked on the theory of Elasticity
- Finally, in 1816 became the first woman, to be recognized as one of the prominent mathematician of her times,
Sophie Germain, the Mathematician, stricken by an incurable illness, which would end her life.
Can’t you see her fighting to survive, knowing every minute counted before she spread her wings and took flight?
June 26, 1831, the Mathematician roused herself to leave the battlefield. Tired and weary, she prepared herself to Walk On.
She looked back in time at her accomplishments. What a smile she must have had on her face, when she heard the trumpet sound, and her spirit began to rise. Her journey had been completed, and the Mathematician looked at the door that opened to eternity.
Can’t you see her, Sophie Germain, the Mathematician, as she spread her wings, and step-by-step, she Walked On!
She Walked On people, I say, she Walked On! Sophie Germain Walked On!
All you people who are fighting against unbelievable odds,
When you are ridicule because you are different,
When the road ahead is paved with non-acceptance and rejection,
Searching until you find a way,
Knocking on until a door opens,
Asking, until you hear a yes,
And Walk On, I say Walk On!
This was my third time participating. The first two years I did not finish. I would start only to tire out or become disgusted with what I was writing. Besides due to being frustrated with the whole challenge, I was unwilling to put in the time and energy one needs to take to complete such a project. I thought I could do a thousand other projects and still meet my goal. That is not possible, at least for me it is not.
So, this year, I planned it differently. Why? I got tired of having a guilty feeling resulting from my not giving NaNo my best shot. Sure, I know NaNo is a fun type of thing, but even in fun, you don’t want the joke to be on you, and that is how I felt the first two years after not reaching my goal of 50000 words.
Determined, this time I was going to go all the way, I prepared myself mentally. I informed every person I had built a relationship with, husband, friends, writing groups, and even animals, just kidding about the animals, I was doing NaNo, and would perhaps disappear for some days, but if something significant happen to them that was earth shaking, they could reach me on my computer through email. Having my notifications on, I could see when emails came into my mailboxes without opening up the email.
I had already developed my main characters in my novel and became friends with them. We got to know one another, and I fell in love with them, and I had a topic I wanted my characters to handle. It worked. They are handling the topic wisely. My novel is not yet complete, but I had the word count validated yesterday at 57026 words.
Am I happy? You bet.
NaNo is coming to a close for this year, and I have begun to get back into the flow of writing my own blogs, catching up on blogs I follow, preparing for a singing engagement, and participating in my writing groups.
I truly enjoyed NaNo. Completing it successfully made me aware of a few things about myself, I did not know.
NaNoWriMo comes again next year. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll participate once more.
On September the eighth of this year, my dear friend and fellow writer, Raani York nominated me for the ‘Super Sweet Blogging Award. Due to the numerous tasks on my calendar that had first priority, I was not able up until now to post it or to publicly thank her for her loyalty and support of my writing. Today, I am taking the time to hang this wonderful acknowledgement on my Walk On blog, and would like to thank Raani, http://raaniyork.wordpress.com personally for the nomination.
1. Give credit to the person who chose to nominate you. http://raaniyork.wordpress.com, one of the most versatile writers that I know, and it is a pleasure to read her blogs. I look forward to seeing what Jake will do next.
2. Answer the “Super Sweet” questions.
3. Nominate a “Baker’s Dozen” (13) blogs.
“Super Sweet” Questions:
1. Cookies or Cake? I love Lemon Pound Cake
2. Chocolate or Vanilla? Neither
3. What is your favorite sweet treat? Lemon Pound Cake with a coop of pistachio ice cream
4. When do you crave sweet things the most? Mornings.
5. If you had a sweet nickname, what would it be? Sweetie or Sweet P
I will tell My Baker’s Dozen as soon as possible.