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June 10, 2005
why you don't want no one to know
Well, Friday is here, somehow Friday is not a very recognisable day, very memorable, since the thrill and the wonder of the weekend takes over, and Friday becomes the Tuesday child.
Last night my darling son got graduated from sixth grade, I guess that is the reason he is growing like weeds, getting bigger, stronger for challanges ahead. He makes us worry by his innocent, by the goodness in him, by his patience, living in his own world, the way his daddy used to. As parents, you know what is lurking outside and you want your child to be ready for it, but I also know that I would not fight his battles, he would come across his own challanges and he would get aroun d them by himself. You see I do feel as innocent and lost as he seems to us sometimes, he does walk on solid ground, there is a confidence in him, way down, a kind of confidence my little girl does not have. in spite of all her bravado, and brohaha, Kiana is more fragile than Amin. Marjan dressed in a fantastic Green almost deco dress looked delicious last night, I wore my navy suite and the blue shirt with black stripes, no tie, and I know if I look good Marjan would look smitten by me, and last night I looked good. They sang, they said goodby to their teachers, it was nice and warm, I feel I owe so much to all those teachers, they do so much, and they are so underpaid for all they do.
Kiana through a fit, since she could not go, the siblings were not invited, but she would not have any of it, crying"it is not fair", "why cant I go", " I will miss you daddy", that girl knows how to reach me, and to get me, but to noavail, she stayed with Akram, and we picked her up around ten o'clock.
I am giving lots of thoughts about the style of my writing, I think I need more intimacy in my poems, and I know once I learn how to project that, once I learn the ropes, I will be there. so I am searching in my head, in the poems I read by other poets, and in my work, it is good to be on alert, to be thirsty and to ask for more, wanting is good, hoping is good, and learning, there is such a pleasure in learning. I still kick myself why I did not take the less travelled route, getting my Phd, teaching in a college somewhere, that would have been my life, but if I persued it, i would have never
met Marjan, Amin, and Kiana, and heck nothing is worth that, so SHUT UP MISTER. That I will, at least for now. LIFE IS GOOD
Posted by Idinraha at June 10, 2005 10:42 AM