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SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENTS (and a favorite poem)
New Post: 9/20/18
Dear Prof. Zorn's scientists and psychologists,
I am having acute emergency surgery on FRIDAY SEPTEMBER 21st.
Don't worry, I will be ok and only that day's class is postponed.
We will meet on FRIDAY SEPTEMBER 28th, regular class times.
You should continue readings and considering our guiding film focus. Awakenings.
Here is our additional exploratory assignment.
Find the Olmec King's head on Lehman campus. Explore the exhibit in the Lehman art gallery.
Consider the cultural, psychological and historical aspects of things you notice.
Consider History, Methods and Ethics to guide your explorations.
Write or call if you have any questions or things to share!
Bright cheers, Prof. Zorn
About our extra credit trips TBA:
The Natural History Museum Trips on Sundays TBA
and other extra credit excursions TBA!
Remember to only pay by donation, not full price.
Call or email or SMS when you arrive and I will meet you.
Visit the Hall of Human Origins and the dinosaurs on the top floor especially.
Additional Trips planned. Look here for info. or write me.
Also Planned trip: Cheap Book Buying with Prof. Zorn!
Remember to keep reading, research and thinking about Psychology around us!
Explore books and other media, current events and museums for topics for our papers.
My favorite chess club:
Link to Washington Heights Chess Club on Facebook
A favorite poem of mine (Prof. Zorn)
A Brave And Startling Truth by Maya Angelou
We, this people, on a small and lonely planet
Traveling through casual space
Past aloof stars, across the way of indifferent suns
To a destination where all signs tell us
It is possible and imperative that we learn
A brave and startling truth
And when we come to it
To the day of peacemaking
When we release our fingers
From fists of hostility
And allow the pure air to cool our palms
We, this people, on this small and drifting planet
Whose hands can strike with such abandon
That in a twinkling, life is sapped from the living
Yet those same hands can touch with such healing, irresistible tenderness
That the haughty neck is happy to bow
And the proud back is glad to bend
Out of such chaos, of such contradiction
We learn that we are neither devils nor divines
When we come to it
We, this people, on this wayward, floating body
Created on this earth, of this earth
Have the power to fashion for this earth
A climate where every man and every woman
Can live freely without sanctimonious piety
Without crippling fear
When we come to it
We must confess that we are the possible
We are the miraculous, the true wonder of this world
That is when, and only when
We come to it.
~ Maya Angelou ~
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