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| i swear i didn't want to post this pic of me in yoga shorts. | lula made me. |
1. pink & red together.
2. lula, who made the most delicious cream puffs i've ever eaten, and cleaned up afterwards, too.
3. the ability to say (almost) anything without fearing for my life. read this from sunday's nyt magazine about an afghani women's secret poetry group. here's an excerpt:
Poems are the only form of education to which she has access. She doesn’t meet outsiders face to face.
“I can’t say any poems in front of my brothers,” she said. Love poems
would be seen by them as proof of an illicit relationship, for which
Meena could be beaten or even killed. “I wish I had the opportunities
that girls do in Kabul,” she went on. “I want to write about what’s
wrong in my country.” Meena gulped. She was trying not to cry. On the
other end of the line, Amail, who is prone to both compassion and
drama, began to weep with her. Tears mixed with kohl dripped onto the
page of the spiral notebook in which Amail was writing down Meena’s
verses. Meena recited a Pashtun folk poem called a landai:
“My pains grow as my life dwindles,
I will die with a heart full of hope.”
I will die with a heart full of hope.”
“I am the new Rahila,” she said. “Record my voice, so that when I get killed at least you’ll have something of me.”
4. labor rights.
5. women's colleges. my husband and i both have degrees from one (that offers co-ed grad programs), and both of my daughters chose them.
6. led zepplin. especially on vinyl, but even on mp3.
7. c., for playing the piano so well, fixing my computers, planting new trees, putting moses to bed every night, being so smart & a million other things.
8. my yogis.
9. a job that i'm proud of and enjoy very much.
10. a watermelon picnic basket that makes it easier to pack lunch and leave for work in the morning and stephen colbert who gives me something to look forward to at the end of every day.
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| christian getting all bassa nova with quebbeman-turley on drums |
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| honey locust trees, especially the one planted yesterday pictured here |
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| the prez likes lady colleges, too. yes. it's not a practical joke. he really is the speaker. |
First of all, you are looking FAB! Love that last photo of you. JEAL you get to go Barnard commencement this year. And I'm going to try and push my kids into making cream puffs.
ReplyDeleteP.S. Thanks for posting that about the Afghani women's poetry society. That is heartbreaking. And makes me feel all the more grateful for my life.
Is there any way on the planet that I could count as a very close relative--say, Pat, I could go as Pat--and get a ticket to Eva's graduation? BARACK OBAMA!! My eyes have popped out and I've got to quit typing and put them back in.
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