Monday, December 24, 2007
21st century Dorothy
In many ways I can relate to Dorothy of the acclaimed story Wizard of Oz. A week ago I just wanted to go home, and 4 days ago I tapped my heels 3 times and said, " there's no place like home", and then 2 days ago I woke up in Kansas. But really, truly I can't relate. Kansas is not my home. And in all honesty I don't know where to call home. That's been the case my entire life, but it's just so interesting how it has persisted until now, with my parents moving from Kenosha to Lawrence. They are the only home I really know. There is a lot of significance to a "place" that is called home. The memories, the scenery, the smells, the sounds, the people, the familiar roads and buildings all contribute to our sense of belonging and security. And in that regard I am priviliged to be able to call so many places around the world "home". But the home that I refer to anymore when I say "I just want to go home" simply means being with my family and relaxing in the security of their presence. I am just a little girl who needs to be taken care of, and my family knows how to beautifully. The comfort and security I find in them is the best safe harbor in the world. I think Dorothy would agree with me on that.
Saturday, December 08, 2007
Transportation trivialities
How about the time when...
...our gas tank leaked our full tank, $70 worth of gas, on the side of the road, and we didn't get it fixed for a week? And then when it was fixed, it only stayed that way for a day before it broke down again? And how after 3 days it's still sitting out front waiting for the car shop guys to come pick it up?
...or how about when we were sprinting through the puddles to catch the bus that was five minutes early, only to see him pull away without us? And then immediately out of NOWHERE there appears another Volanbusz, who's driver had witnessed our plight and graciously gave us a private ride into Diosd?
...or how about the time when I was dreading the 2o minute walk back to the house only to have Gabor and Kriszti coincidently stop and give me a ride home?
...our gas tank leaked our full tank, $70 worth of gas, on the side of the road, and we didn't get it fixed for a week? And then when it was fixed, it only stayed that way for a day before it broke down again? And how after 3 days it's still sitting out front waiting for the car shop guys to come pick it up?
...or how about when we were sprinting through the puddles to catch the bus that was five minutes early, only to see him pull away without us? And then immediately out of NOWHERE there appears another Volanbusz, who's driver had witnessed our plight and graciously gave us a private ride into Diosd?
...or how about the time when I was dreading the 2o minute walk back to the house only to have Gabor and Kriszti coincidently stop and give me a ride home?
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