Nina

This is my friend, Mac.

For three years, I’ve had a new girl cousin born every year, and their names all go “Ka.” There’s Caroline (which starts with a C but still goes “Ka”),
Karina, and now Kaitlyn. It’s the fashionable sound! Here are pictures of all the girls. They’re all adorable.

2 day old Kaitlyn with her mom and dad

At the American Visionary Art Museum in Baltimore. My sister’s family took me there. I am holding Roro (Caroline) and standing in front of a giant ball of bras.

To see them better here.

1. Pawpaw 2. Meemaw 3. Dappa Denny 4. Grammafone
5. Uncle Bill 6. Aunt Suz 7. Aunt Lisa 8. Uncle Paulie
9. Mom 10. Dad 11. UncaNick
12. Karina 13. Joey 14. Petey (Not Listening!) 15. Philly
16. Roro 17. c’est moi 18. Fluffimus Maximus

C’est mon grand-père. Il est très intelligent. Il n’est pas très normal.
Voici ma grand-mère. Elle est très sociable. Elle n’est pas timide.
Voici mon grand-père. Il aime monter sa bicyclette. Il n’est pas fort.
C’est ma grand-mère. Elle est une artiste. Elle n’est pas grande.
Voici mon oncle. Il aime des voitures et des ordinateurs. Il est drôle.
C’est ma tante. Elle est l’Inde. Elle n’est pas blonde.
Voici ma tante. Elle a quatre enfants. Elle n’est pas impatiente.
C’est mon oncle. Il est comique. Il n’est pas normal.
C’est ma mère. Elle est un professeur. Elle n’est pas timide.
C’est mon père. Il est un musicien. Il n’aime pas le matin.
Voici mon oncle. Il aime des sports. Il n’est pas gros.
Voici ma cousine. Elle est un bébé très mignon. Elle n’est pas très vieille.
C’est mon cousin. Il a dix ans. Il n’est pas tranquille.
C’est mon cousin. Il est mince. Il n’aime pas le chocolat.
C’est mon cousin. Il est très gentil. Il n’est pas très grand.
Voici ma cousie. Elle est mignonne et blonde. Elle n’est pas grande.
C’est moi. Je suis timide. Je ne suis pas blonde.
C’est mon lapin. Il est très mignon. Il n’est pas fort.

Skull Binding in the Andes

“There were many things I did not know about skull binding. I would find out that it was practiced by different people all over the Andes region, not just by the ancient Incas. Different groups of people used different methods of skull binding, so their skulls had different shapes. Some used cloth, others used boards, some used a special cradle, and others just used their hands.” (read more here.)

Mother and Child

Sample skull 138

I took my hilarious mom to brunch for Mother’s Day so I could eat
a lot of crab but it would be from the children’s menu and so it
would be cheap. I can eat a lot of crab legs. There was a waitress who was one of my mom’s students, but she didn’t take this picture. The manager did.

“My mom has a book coming out that she worked hard on. She is trying to get tenure. I really want her to get tenure so she doesn’t lose her job. She is “Doctor Costello” but is really only a Ph.D., which stands for “Phoney Doctor,” and it isn’t as good as a Real Doctor, because real doctors make a lot more money and don’t have to worry about tenure. Anyway, you should read her book.”

Avocado’s Sonnet

By Nina Yang Hall

Avocado was my guinea pig.
When I bought him he was very small–
avocado-sized, not all that big.
There’s nothing cuter that I can recall.

Avocado was extremely tame.
He’d sit quite still and never run away.
He wasn’t smart and didn’t know his name,
But he loved me as much as he loved hay.

Avocado liked to sing and talk.
He’d whistle when he wanted me to come
and bring him carrots or a celery stalk.
He’d nibble on my sweater and my thumb.

Dear Avocado died and is no more,
And there’s no other like him at the store.

I’m going home.
(I am in Arizona and I’m going back to Shorewood WI).

Goodbye funny face!

This is a picture of me hiking at Hole in the Rock in Arizona.

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