I heard this from an old woman as she was leaving Chicago.
Girl you gotta make things happen
or things will just keep happenin to you….
She said:
You come here young at 18, and
Blink, you’re 63
All those things you collected
You just give them out for free
I couldn’t sleep when I got here
The sirens drove me nuts
Do people really manage with
No Ifs and buts?
But then I slept so soundly
That I woke up just right now
45 years are over
And I still can’t figure how
Girl you gotta make things happen
or things will just keep happenin to you….
Well, I had just moved to Chicago,
and I wanted her rocking chair,
the sirens weren’t my problem ,
but my apartment was pretty bare…
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
Ma'am
There are moments in your life you know you will remember forever
There are books you put down knowing you’ve changed
There are people that you meet, people you know that MAKE you. You would not be the same you if you hadn’t met them.
Today is a sad day. My school history teacher passed away. And I am so far away from anybody who will understand how sad this is.
Its strange. There is comfort is knowing that that somebody is there SOMEWHERE in this world, even if you never meet them again. And to know they are gone is comfort removed from a strange place…
A close friend who wrote to me telling me about this is about to go to Japan for 5 years to do a PHD in Japanese, another close friend who I wrote about this to is doing her PHD in history, all my closest friends are from my school are out there somewhere still studying… I am here, so far away from the world I know and love, to study. And I KNOW that Chitra Ma’am probably changed the course of all our lives.
There are books you put down knowing you’ve changed
There are people that you meet, people you know that MAKE you. You would not be the same you if you hadn’t met them.
Today is a sad day. My school history teacher passed away. And I am so far away from anybody who will understand how sad this is.
Its strange. There is comfort is knowing that that somebody is there SOMEWHERE in this world, even if you never meet them again. And to know they are gone is comfort removed from a strange place…
A close friend who wrote to me telling me about this is about to go to Japan for 5 years to do a PHD in Japanese, another close friend who I wrote about this to is doing her PHD in history, all my closest friends are from my school are out there somewhere still studying… I am here, so far away from the world I know and love, to study. And I KNOW that Chitra Ma’am probably changed the course of all our lives.
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