…and live vomiting in public places, especially not tolerated on public transport. Although to be fair, I really don’t know what I was doing on a night bus at my age…
NO to violence at any age.
…and live vomiting in public places, especially not tolerated on public transport. Although to be fair, I really don’t know what I was doing on a night bus at my age…
NO to violence at any age.
If you don’t have a broken leg, do not fall into a group of sick, injured, pregnant or elderly, if you don’t carry a heavy luggage, buggy or similarly awkward item, take the bloody stairs! You are forgiven if you accompany someone with a broken leg, someone who is injured, sick, pregnant or elderly or someone with an uncooperative object. Although you will probably be faster than them if you would opt taking the stairs.
People are so lazy and staircases are fun.
i’m also not keen on urine smell in public places, ulcers and unfairness.
Wild: Journey from Lost to Found by Cheryl Strayed
During the course of reading Wild, I have quite often paused to research the Pacific Crest Trail and found it far more interesting than Cheryl’s narration.
The whole prospect of Cheryl’s journey is actually more interesting that her journey itself in this case. The drama behind the reason for the journey is not dramatic enough…well, it is but the way it is laid out it makes it bland, unremarkable and unmemorable. The story is told in a matter-of-fact way that is making this epic journey sounds like a walk in a park on Sunday afternoon with flowers blooming and birds chirping. It is a shame. She has achieved something incredible but this unfortunately is not coming out from the pages.
I do love the father speech though…
”The father’s job is to teach his children how to be warriors, to give them confidence to get on the horse and ride into battle when it’s necessary to do so. If you don’t get that from your father, you have to teach yourself.”
”To heal the wound your father made, you’re going to have to get on that horse and ride into battle like a warrior.”
Even easier that the S one.
DO NOT TICKLE ME!
a) it’s not funny
b) someone will end up hurt
c) it’s really not funny
d) someone will really get hurt
I did cause a bloody nose to a tickler in my young years (unintentionally, but what do you expect if you tickle my feet and don’t cover your face). I also caused a black eye to another tickler in my late twenties (intentionally this time; it was his fault, he shouldn’t aligned his eye directly with my elbow while he continued with the tickling torture). I also had a near concussion when I banged my head on a radiator during another vicious attack by a tickler when I was a child. But the most serious injury received while being tickled was a broken rib. So not only was I tickled, I also couldn’t breathe without being in pain for few weeks.
SO ABSOLUTE AND TOTAL ZERO TOLERANCE TO TICKLING
Tickling is Tyranny and Torture and I have no tolerance to these.
Easy one.
You snore? You’ll be pushed, kicked and punched and eventually exiled on the sofa. Strict no snoring policy enforced. No exceptions.
I will still love you. But you will sleep in the other bedroom, the one on the different floor…you’ll better have a big house.
S is seeping with things I don’t tolerate: slavery, social injustice, starving children, sex trafficking
The Shock of the Fall by Nathan Filer
I can’t be honest about this one. I had become quite distracted by the fact that there is a dead child in this book. It would not normally happen but when we picked this book, I couldn’t know that someone close to me will lose their child. It wasn’t possible for me to continue reading this book and not see the parallels with the real world and that is despite the fact the circumstances were completely different. A family lost a child. That is a profound and changing experience and I was heavily affected by it, albeit indirectly.
I finished The Shock after I got over the shock of this tragedy but I found it quite hard to get into Matthew’s head after the break. It was hard to swim in the whirlpool of thoughts and very confusing to figure out what is going on. That is not a bad thing in this case. The writing is brilliant and the scattered mind of the main character is speaking in many voices to us. We know we can’t trust the narrator but we believe him.
I think this book deserves my full attention so I will read it again.
Verba volant, scripta manent !
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