A line from James Morrison’s song “One Life.” A line I’ll try to remember.
I’m in the middle of the thanksgiving holiday – A time where we remember what we are thankful for: I’m thankful for my family and friends at home, who support me in everything I do. I’m especially thankful for my parents, who gave me the opportunity to come to LA, and have the time of my life. I’m thankful for all the new people I’ve met here, thankful for what they give me every day. I’m thankful for The Coffee Bean, who always gives me the best Chai tea latte. I’m thankful for health, love and life.
Wednesday was well-spend on peeling potatoes for 170 people – what a sore arm i had the day after. But it was a good deed and we got some fantastic mashed potatoes out of it. After the dinner at the school a lot of the students (including myself) went to Sharkeez in Manhattan beach. Thursday was spend with my hostfamily at the actual day of thanksgiving. A lovely day with great food.
“Wasn't that the point of the book? For women to realize, We are just two people. Not that much separates us. Not nearly as much as I'd thought.”
I justed finished the book “The Help” by Kathryn Stockett where the quote is from. It’s about the racial segregation in the 60s Mississippi. About the fear and terror the black people lived in, and about life as a housemaid at a white family. A truly fantastic and touching book, which I strongly recommend. And she is so right: “We are just two people. Not that much separates us.” It could be about all of us, and not just the difference between a black and a white woman in Jackson in 1964.
No comments:
Post a Comment