Sunday, June 12, 2011


"Noice" is a word I picked up from some of my fair dinkum Aussie mates. I may not have this entirely right, but it roughly means "nice," but a very nice sort of nice (if you catch my drift).

Being able to talk to people all around the world is noice. It keeps the Bear out of a kind of "provincialism" — an unsophisticated narrow-mindedness — which ignores the rest of the world, and pays no heed to the wisdom of others. To recall an old quote: "If you've got all the answers, you haven't asked all the questions."

What I've discovered in the process is something which fellow blogger Nancy shared recently. She is a great blogger, by the way; if you're not following her blog, you should be. In her last post, she wrote about the reality that we all want the same things, basically — food, shelter, meaningful work, etc. That said, we also want some different things, or (more specifically) some "variations on the theme," because we are individuals. I'm particularly interested when people share their individuality, their differing personal choices, what brings them meaning.

Sonia, another blogger you also should read, raised an important point listing the things we want, and sharing those lists. It's an opportunity for people to express their individuality, but it's also something from which one could learn. It's the "I never thought about that before" experience.

That's one of the major reasons I enjoy blogging. A chance to learn some new things. From people all over the world. Getting to know these people and share in their ideas of what they think is noice!


Also brought to you by the letter N:
• navigation
• new
• nimble
• nothingness
• nuts

And from the New Phonetic Alphabet: N for mation (I think).


Rosaria Williams said...

You do mean 'nice' with an Australian pronunciation, yes? A wonderful post, Bear. I will visit your other friends and see their side of the globe.

Helen said...

Noice of you to compliment this old granny .... Jennifer graduated from high school last evening.

I was just mentioning to a neighbor this morning how reading what others share in their blogs brings me joy ~ and how it can provide a whole new perspective on living.


Rob-bear said...

® Rosaria: I'm not entirely sure about the pronunciation. I think it is somehow a derivative.
As for the post, I had fun doing it. When I stop having fun, then I'll stop blogging.

® Helen: Good for Jennifer. Ph.D. here she comes, perhaps? Well, no matter.
There is a question, whose answer is known to a few.
How can you tell when the priest/pastor is getting old?
When he thinks the mother of the bride looks better than the bride.
We Bears know of such things. Noice. Indeed.

The Blog Fodder said...

Trying to catch up on my blog reading but I hear Tanya doing dishes downstairs. Noice way to make me feel guilty for sleeping in.
Drop me a line when you get a minute and tell me how things are.

Rob-bear said...

® BF: Glad you're catching up on your reading. I'll be in touch.

Nancy said...

Thanks so much for the shout out. I also agree with individualism. It makes life so interesting - especially when one gets to know bears living way North of me! :-)