Iarasi , nu conteaza cum zicem or facem , cum o spunem or nu , e Christmas time ! Programe , petreceri , liste , cumparaturi , decorat afara , decorat ‘nauntru, prajituri , cadouri , impachetat , expediat or asezat si asteptat prima zapada , uitat la filmele vechi care o data te-au speriat or la filme noi care te vor speria — just kidding …
Mereu o sa fie ceva in timpul sarbatorilor de iarna care vor aduce bunul si frumosul din oameni or, uneori , hachite : adulti morocanosi , copii cu pretentii , frictiuni intre frati si surori , frustrari ca n-ai realizat ce ti-ai dorit , frustrari ca ai relaizat ce n-ai dorit… si lista ramane deschisa ce ? n-aveti o astfel de lista ?? nu va cred .
Si cu toate acestea , ador *Christmas stories* filme din copilarie or povesti clasice care nu imbatranesc niciodata . Nu ma plictiseste *A Christmans Carol* in original- Dickens, desigur – care mi-a fascinat-speriat-intristat – luminat copilaria .
*You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of underdone potato. There’s more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are!* Gravy–grave, hahaha, acum nu ma sperie . In sfarsit , a trebuit sa ma fac batrana sa apreciez acest umor 🙂
*There are some upon this earth of yours,’ returned the Spirit, ‘who lay claim to know us, and who do their deeds of passion, pride, ill-will, hatred, envy, bigotry, and selfishness in our name; who are as strange to us and all our kith and kin, as if they had never lived. Remember that, and charge their doings on themselves, not us.*
Aceleasi probleme – *atunci si acum*-aproape nimic diferit – doar niste secole. Cum sa uiti intelepciunea lui Tiny Tim?*And how did little Tim behave?* s- o intrebam pe Mrs Cratchit,….*As good as gold* spune Bob, *and better. Somehow he gets thoughtful, sitting by himself so much, and thinks the strangest things you ever heard. He told me, coming home, that he hoped the people saw him in the church, because he was a cripple, and it might be pleasant to them to remember upon Christmas Day, who made lame beggars walk, and blind men see.*
Si un ultim pasaj : *He was conscious of a thousand odors floating in the air, each one connected with a thousand thoughts, and hopes, and joys, and cares, long, long, forgotten.* 🙂 ….. Sperante si bucurii….*God bless us, every one*!
Cum abia am terminat A Big Apple Christmas, iar la Rockefeller Center, bradul adus din New Jersey a fost luminat cu mii de luminite , m-am intors in timp si sunt iar *copilul bartan* in preajma de sarbatori. …. O sa ma ninga pe aripi …
Voi aveti o poveste favorita de Craciun ? o carte ce te face iar copil ? Noua or veche ?
(Abia am vazut *Life of Pi*- este magic )
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