“today is the last day i will ever be 3.”
“tomorrow when you wake up you will be 4.”
“that is magic.”
“yes, that is magic.”
(conversation i had in my classroom today)
“it’s alright, just wait and see, your string of lights is still bright to me.
who you are is not where you’ve been. you’re still an innocent. it’s okay…. ”
― taylor swift
image credit: bbc, listicle
at the asian new year birthday celebration
of our young friend, y
wearing her traditional korean holiday dress
and bowling shoes
basketball, rock and roll, and football
playing on the big screens
of the american bowling alley
celebrating with grandies and more friends
indian, african-american, lebanese, irish, iranian, korean
adults, children, babies
all enjoying the fun
all sharing a meal
all blowing out the candles
“preservation of one’s own culture does not require contempt or disrespect for other cultures.”
what a birthday for grandie j
on an afternoon spent with family and friends at
imagine a mash-up of
barnum and bailey
guiness book of records memorabilia
carnivals, cotton candy, prize tickets
coin-operated animatronics, mechanical games
collections of very imaginable oddity
along with some
you could never imagine.
it was a boy’s dream come true.
“once a person has all the things they need to live, everything else is entertainment.”
such a wild adventure
grandie m’s 9th birthday fun
special ops teams, nerf guns, fairy bread, burger bar, headbands, sunglasses and laughs
one powerful team member even offered a great tip
when she warned me:
“never trust a panda with a gun.”
‘it’s all fun and games ’till someone loses an eye, then it’s just fun you can’t see.”
“books give a soul to the universe, wings to the mind,
flight to the imagination, and life to everything.”
i stopped over to surprise
little grandie b
on her birthday
brought my gift
gave her a flower
shared a hug
if she could read to me
i had ‘read’ with her
just months before
when she pretended to read
a chapter book
she had seen and heard
excited to be like one of them
she opened a book
read me every word
her little brother
“i don’t know how it happened.
but she can just read now.”
i told him
” it is magic.”
i was in awe of her
this surprise gift of magic
that she gave to me on her sixth birthday.
“once you learn to read, you will be forever free.”
– frederick douglass
a carload and more of grandies,
a sweet niece, baron the dog, and a family of ducklings
inventing the day as they go.
“some of the secret joys of living
are not found by rushing from point A to point B,
but by inventing some imaginary letters along the way. “
~douglas pagels: These Are the Gifts I’d Like to Give to You
watched an episode
of this iconic show
in honor of my late father’s birthday.
he told me a secret
about this agency
when i was young.
he showed me his special
man from u.n.c.l.e. card.
told me not to tell anyone.
i was always fascinated by the world of spies.
made perfect sense to me
i thought advertising was his cover
why he traveled so much.
told everyone i knew immediately
told them not to tell anyone.
they told everyone they knew immediately
with the same request.
when i got married
i asked him about it.
he told me
that he thought
i had figured it out long ago.
we laughed for a long time.
the most incredible imagination
he always made me laugh.
i still laugh
even when i think about him now.