I decided to be born in the wee hours of May 7. The doctors had scheduled my birth for May 9, but one of my key characteristics is that I'm not good at taking orders.
I stormed through kindergarten leaving behind teary, crying children whose sandwiches I had "spiced" with sand or caterpillars, or whose toys I had torn to pieces. I continued the practice in school, only this time I had more raw materials - fountain pens, books, notebooks, chalk, etc. Marvelously enough, none of my crimes against classmates were ever proven, and I managed to graduate with an impeccable record of good behavior.
High school was rather dull - my classmates were either too goody-goody or downright nerds to deserve any special treatment from me. College was more fun, and I still remember fondly all the martinizing I did with my colleagues over a pint of cheap rum in the cold winter days, while a few chosen victims were attending the classes to provide us with reading materials.
After college... life began, and it's not been particularly nice to me. But hey, I can still kick back every once in a while, and boy, it's really, really fun.
For the rest, I leave all to the poor, especially my debts :).
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Comments (4)
bluliner35
I'm newly in love with a romanian woman who recently moved to the US. She's fiercely proud of her country and her heritage, and absolutely quick to criticize it as well. Through her stories and her patience i'm quickly learning of a remarkable culture and a unique spirit. I am getting the impression Romania won't be known or appreciated until sketches like yours are widely circulated. So don't stop. PS: tuica is wonderful, after a Romanian meal made from scratch and served with love. I have high expectations of such things. Even tho i'm forth generation american, i grew up in a very tightly knit proudly polish family, where polish was spoken and the food was all from scratch and served with love... usually to a very large group. Aunts and Uncles and Cousins and whoever else happened to stop by. Heritage is important, even in America. Tuica is wonderful. Still like my vodka a little better...
drace68
Nice. Your oganization of the piece works well. Further, the more relaxed narrative voice suits this piece. Dick
anghel
Eu tot cautam sa dau de poze...si uite peste ce fel de comentarii dau...nu e prima mea lucrare...modific si eu poze drept hobby. Da, romanii au un talent mult mai presus decat altii. Take care!
Richardphotos
the majority of people(politicians) has things going on. but when it is a person in power then the ones that want to be in power rides the issue into the ground , so hopefully they can have a turn. then when their dirty laundry gets aired, then they forget that what the populous is doing, is nothing different from what they did. I do not go in for reading much but I did read your entire text and enjoyed it