The goal was to “take 10 photographs that represent you / things about you / your personality / likes / dislikes… I think ya catch my drift. Against each one, you need to write a comment to explain what is says about you.”
Browsing: About Me
Ouch, been tagged! Zunnur of A Little Time asked me to complete the now famous “seven things about me” meme.
But my most memorable “wrong place / wrong time” experience took place in 2001. Most people remember 9/11 very clearly. I remember October 7th, when the war started.
One tag is easy enough to postpone: thank the blogger and “forget” (**hey, I’m kidding, don’t un-suscribe!**). But how do you do when you’re cornered by both France and Canada?
No matter how hard I tried, I was never able to see out of my left eye. Nothing but a useless blurry picture, with a few black spots on the way. The world looks distorted in a pretty fun way but it took me years to appreciate my difference. Kids all want to look the same.
The shop assistant (or the owner, cause as far as I know he is here from 6:00 am to 12:00 am) looks up at me and obviously expects an answer. An Arabic language newspaper opened on the counter and no sign of him reaching for my cigarettes tells me I’m in for a philosophical moment.
¿ Que voy hacer ?
Je ne sais pas,
¿ Que voy a ser ?
Je ne sais plus
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
“So, here’s the challenge: make a list of five strengths that you possess as a writer/artist. It’s not really bragging, it’s an honest assessment (forced upon you by this darn meme). Please resist the urge to enumerate your weaknesses, or even mention them in contrast to each strong point you list. Tag four other writers or artists whom you’d like to see share their strengths.”
I don’t have too many icons on my desktop because I use a dock under Windows XP. Still, you can see a few of my folders : “to read” (bunch of pages I copy from the web) and “to print” (usually my work schedule and my students plans for the week).Here is my dock : it usually sits on top of my desktop but for some reason it didn’t show on the first screenshot (autohide probably…).
English wasn’t popular. French don’t like English much (“they put vinegar on chips and eat meat with mint sauce !”), and the relationship with the USA has always been a bit rocky (“these warmongers/ burgers-eaters !”), so there were basically no incentive to learn.
I was tagged by Sebastien, the author of Chronically Sick But Still Thinking I Think (best drawings in the blogosphere, but he hates rabbits for some reasons…), on this meme.
Ten things I can do, from speed reading other… er… weird skills.
When I went to China, my whole world just crashed. Not only I was seen as an immigrant and a foreigner for the first time of my life (a European visiting another European country isn’t really a foreigner…), but I also realized that everything I’ve been told about China was wrong. Europe values politics and has a “being against everything” attitude, while North America values individualism.
1) Drive: it’s embarrassing but hey, better laugh about it. I failed my driving test…
Heard about the guy who fell off a skyscraper? On his way down past each…