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4月25日 OrganizingWoW, now I really appreciate what my mother does for me so often. I volunteered to organise and pack for the family's up coming long weekend to Lesotho. This seems easy, but it's not. We are going camping and there is so much to think about. Meals, utensils, snacks, energy drinks etc. etc. etc. It's a lot harder than it looks.
Oh, note for the foreign reader:
1) We in South Africa have Freedon Day on Thursday the 27th of April and Workers Day on Monday the 1st of May.This creates a lovely five day weekend as most schools have given students the Friday off.
2) Lesotho is a little, teeny, tiny country in the middle of SOuth Africa. Literally. It is surrounded by SA on all four sides. Why it is not a provinse of SA is anyone's guess. Actually, if any one has any info about this, i would love to hear it. 4月15日 Baroque and JazzI'm having a lot of fun with my music this year. Instead of doing the normal exam with pieces, scales, ear tests and sight reading, this year I'm doing my First Concert Certificate which is between grade 5 and 6. This means you need to prepare one sonata and three pieces for the examiner and perform. You also need to create a programme and be able to talk about your pieces. Not only are the pieces fun to play, once you've mastered the basics, but I am enjoying the research behind it as well. So far I have found out more about baroque music and the Ragtime. On the menu is more info on what a sonata really is and some Blues. Fascinating, and now I know more about what it is I am playing. Couple this with my piano playing which is a bit of disaster at the moment and you get one satisfied little girl. :) 4月13日 What kind of end?Please read the story below and tell me what you think it's about. Here's one clue that you should've been able to figure out: ít's a suicide case. 4月12日 The EndA watery embrace, no substitute for the real thing.
I step into the water. Coldness and stones great my feet. Taking another step forward my claves are introduced to the thick mud the lake is famous for. It sucks strongly at me. Good, I think fiercely. My brain is numb but I know I am scared.
I scream. My voice rises up and spreads out into the cold air, reaching out, trying to save me from myself. I step further and am sucked in up to my shoulders. My scream echoes back to me off the mountains surrounding the lake. The noise sounds desperate and sad and scared. I put my head under the water so that I can’t hear the sound of my own cowardice.
My mind flounders, searching for something to hold onto. Phrases float through my mind.
…my own daughter… …I don’t know you… …it’s not important… …I love you… …she’s…she’s another woman… …damned to hell… … how could you … …don’t listen to them… … I will always… …no matter what … … love you… …fire… …did all we could … …she’s dead …
I force myself to breathe in the water. I feel it filling my lungs. I feel the deadening suffocation. I feel the wonderful freedom. I’ll see her again, I think joyfully. 4月5日 Oh, this and thatI don't really have much to say which does not bode well for this blog entry. I find writing is a lot like shopping, if you don't have a shopping list, you often buy things that you don't need. Which is fine if you are not on a budget, cause you end up enjoying the things you don't need.
I love being able to write this entry at 12 on a week day almost as much as I am enjoying not having to go to school. The holiday spirit is marred a bit by the holiday projects from school, my continueing music practises (which is only a bad thing cause I'm stressing about it and feeling useless) and the renewed swimming practises. But, as anyone who is searching for a job or working or just generally anyone that is not in school will tell me, I have it good to have what I have. :) |
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