Friday, February 5, 2010
"May you live all the days of your life." -Jonathan Swift
Jay and Ian are coming to visit. Generally before you have guests visit one would take the time before to clean and prepare for their arrival. I suppose I should do the same. A more creative writer than myself might take this opportunity to speak metaphorically about cleansing one's mind and taking stock of ones life to prepare for the arrival of friends. I think that's for another blog. I always liked going to the airport, even if I'm not the one going anywhere. I like to see all the different people going here, there, and everywhere. I like to think of their individual stories and think about where they might be going or where they're coming from. A lot of them will sit next a person on their flight and never say more than a few polite words. There is that bit of social awkwardness to overcome, I suppose. There are those that are just so self absorbed that you might not want them to talk. I think a lot of people are just nervous and don't feel they have an interesting story they wish to share with a stranger. Too often we confuse what is interesting with the dramatic and tragic. I suppose in being a ELA teacher that I should be a good story teller. Maybe I am, but what I like to do is listen. I like to hear the boring details of people's lives. It is in these details that we find the true heart and soul of a story. Their are billions of individual stories in this world. That's what people should talk about.