Koi

This is cool.

Nice Read

I am now officially really into and excited about the book The Bungalow. The second chapter captivated my attention because the character in the story decided to take a major and unexpected risk. I can't wait to see how it turns out. On to Chapter 5! :)

Migration

I sit down with my little pocket note card holder she allowed me to use, happy to be in the presence of my Mom and Dad. I spread the note cards on the counter, pull the top one and press the tip of my sharpened pencil against the paper.
"Okay, so, Dad, what year did you come into this country and why?"
He stops cooking and faces me.
"I came to this country in 1970 to study and go to school."
My Mom chimes in...
"He came in January of 1970 to go to school and find his American wife. He wanted to find an American wife with long legs so his kids might have the chance to be taller." 
My Dad continues...
" Yeah, I came to this country to find my American wife and to see cars... to see cars for the first time in my life."
I look at him inquisitively as my Mom's giggles erupt. My Dad laughs too, silently appreciating how funny his wife thinks his jokes are. Everyone in the kitchen giggles along with the two of them.
"Don't feed her that bull Mo." She retorts.

I sat, taking notes and listening to my Dad telling the first bits of his story about the events that lead to him becoming an American citizen. I am, once again, fascinated with life and all of its wonder. Flashes of the conversation I had with my niece a few days prior danced in my mind as the 'American Dream' brings life to my vivid imagination. She and I read a story together called, "A Very Important Day" for her school work and I couldn't help but fall in love with it as it encompasses people from all walks on their immigration journey to America. These people, my Dad included, all took a stand on "A Very Important Day" to change their future as well as all of the future generations of their family. So I sit here and reflect upon how grateful I am for the sacrifices of my Father to create for us the 'Home' his young heart and mind always dreamed of having.

Xx Suzie
http://onebeatglobal.blogspot.com/2010/09/god-bless-america.html

In My Bungalow

Sorry guys but I'm busy reading. ;D
I'm on Chapter 2. Everyone's reading pace varies. ;D

Mel Laps Me

I finally picked up the book The Bungalow by Sarah Jio that my sister dropped off for me. I read the page before the Prologue and I loved it!!!

I Don't Know

But I couldn't stop laughing because of how good he dances.

Launch

I sit down right where I'm suppose to be. I take the bait and she moves in. I giggle to myself in my own mind. He is sitting across the way smiling, and I see him out of the corner of my eye. She talks to me about her son and I smile with her, knowing we are speaking also without words in a language understood exclusively in the roots (unseen but you know its there).


The lady next to us (whom I'm facing at the moment) chimed in. They are both Teachers, ironically, though only one of them Teaches in the traditional classroom setting. The three of us talk small talk as innumerable ideas and words dash through my restless mind. The energy gives me new life and I sit here feeling excited, joyful, and most importantly, loved.


I am grateful to find myself in a constant state of wonderment, sometimes incredibly joyful, other times quite the contrary... but my wonder... its always there, ready to drift away into the abyss of nothingness and everything put together. Meh. Welcome to my world right?

Xx Suzie