Monday, November 19, 2007
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Don't write to me...(2).
Some of you sent me emails about the post "Don't write to me". I thank you all. It's good to realise that some of you read what i write here :)
Anyway, i'd like to make it clear.
I WANT you to write to me. But i want to read your worthy emails. I don't want you to feel like writing to me is a duty.
The more interesting your mails/emails are, the more mine will be in return.
Show me our friendship is something real and alive. You don't have to write 1000 lines. Even one or two would be enough if i see you and your emotions in those lines.
I don't want to be the only one trying to be interested or involved in what we share.
I really hope to hear from you all soon.
Anyway, i'd like to make it clear.
I WANT you to write to me. But i want to read your worthy emails. I don't want you to feel like writing to me is a duty.
The more interesting your mails/emails are, the more mine will be in return.
Show me our friendship is something real and alive. You don't have to write 1000 lines. Even one or two would be enough if i see you and your emotions in those lines.
I don't want to be the only one trying to be interested or involved in what we share.
I really hope to hear from you all soon.
Labels: Another part of me
Thursday, November 08, 2007
Friday, November 02, 2007
One jerk...two jerks...
Let me tell you the story of a guy.
This man, once he's been done with university, went to Africa to work.
He had a pretty good job, no taxes to pay. A lot of work to do but a lot of time for leisure, as well.
He was one white among all those black...kind of reminiscence of colonialism.
Always going out with the whites working there.
One day, he became bored of that country and decided to move.
He went to La Reunion island but stayed there for a year, only.
He took long vacations and traveled in Madagascar, the Comoro island...
Finally, he bought a business in french Guyana.
Last year, while he was visiting his parents in France, he told them he couldn't stay longer because he had to fly to Madagascar to see his daughter.
What a surprise! A real big one: he hadn't said a word to anyone about her.
At the beginning of this year, he moved his daughter and the mother from Madagascar to Guyana.
He changed a lot while he was in Africa.
He felt that kind of foul feeling that whites are superior to black people, that he could do anything he wanted with them.
He got used to this feeling and changed a lot.
His sister told us his next plan is to get rid of the mother to keep the daughter.
He's such a jerk.
He's my cousin.
This man, once he's been done with university, went to Africa to work.
He had a pretty good job, no taxes to pay. A lot of work to do but a lot of time for leisure, as well.
He was one white among all those black...kind of reminiscence of colonialism.
Always going out with the whites working there.
One day, he became bored of that country and decided to move.
He went to La Reunion island but stayed there for a year, only.
He took long vacations and traveled in Madagascar, the Comoro island...
Finally, he bought a business in french Guyana.
Last year, while he was visiting his parents in France, he told them he couldn't stay longer because he had to fly to Madagascar to see his daughter.
What a surprise! A real big one: he hadn't said a word to anyone about her.
At the beginning of this year, he moved his daughter and the mother from Madagascar to Guyana.
He changed a lot while he was in Africa.
He felt that kind of foul feeling that whites are superior to black people, that he could do anything he wanted with them.
He got used to this feeling and changed a lot.
His sister told us his next plan is to get rid of the mother to keep the daughter.
He's such a jerk.
He's my cousin.