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Have you read Their Eyes Were Watching God? (talking to schoolmates with summer reading) I tel 'oo, eet eez 'ORRIBLE. GAH.
half of it is like this:
"Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others they sail forever on the horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time. That is the life of men."
"There are years that ask questions and years that answer. Janie had no chance to know things, so she had to ask. Did marriage end the cosmic lonliness of the unmated? Did marraige compel love like the sun the day?"
"So this was marraige! She had been summoned to behold a revelation. Then Janie felt a pain remorseless sweet that left her limp and languid."
It's like the female half of that tandem story I posted, ahem, Hmm, shall I have tea today? Why must one lose their innocence to truly be a women? I ponder, wistfully and sip my tea, the flavor that doesn't remind me of my relationships failed, my heart, broken.
"The men noticed her firm buttocks like she had grape fruits in her hip pockets; the great rope of black hair swinging to her waist and unraveling in the wind like a plume; then her pugnacious breasts trying to bore holes in her shirt."
The other half is uniteligible. ahem,
"Who Ah'm goin' tuh marry off-hand lak dat?"
"De Lawd will provide. He know Ah done bore de burden in de heat uh de day. Somebody done spoke to me 'bout you long time ago. Ah ain't said nothin' 'cause dat wasn't de way Ah placed you. Ah wanted yuh to school out and pick from a higher bush and a sweeter berry. But dat ain't yo' idea, Ah see."
MeiMei a GoGo: "Aw, aw! Ah'm colored!"
AlmightyShoe: say whaaat!
MeiMei a GoGo: "den dey all laughed real hard. but before Ah seen de picture Ah thought Ah wuz just like de rest."
"MeiMei a GoGo: De (sic) Lawd (sic) will provide. He know (sic) Ah (sic) done bore de (sic) burden in de (sic) heat uh (sic) de (sic) day.
AlmightyShoe: "the sick lord (sick, btw) will provide. He knows *hic* I, *hic* have bore the sick burden in the sick heat of *hic* the day.
AlmightyShoe: there. i made it have some sense...
AlmightyShoe: where most of the things talked about are sick, and everyone has the hiccups"
"You come heah wid yo' mouf full uh foolishness on uh busy day. Heah you got uh prop tuh lean on all yo' bawn days, and big protection, and everybody got tuh tip dey hat tuh you and call you Mis' Killicks, and you come worryin' me 'bout love. [...] Lawd have mussy! Dat's de very prong all us black women gits hung on. Dis love! Dat's just whut's got us uh pullin' and uh haulin' and sweatin' and doin' from can't see in de mornin' till can't see at night. Dat's how come de ole folks say dat bein' uh fool don't kill nobody. It jus' makes you sweat. Ah betcha you wants some dressed up dude dat got to look at de sole of his shoe everytime he cross de street tuh see whether he got enough leather dere tuh make it across. You can buy and sell such as dem wid what you got. In fact you can buy 'em and give 'em away."
"Yeah, Janie, youse got yo' womanhood on yuh. So Ah mout ez well tell yuh whut Ah been savin' up for uh spell."
I keep finding things that are deserved to be seen but I don't want to type. Everything I quote is exact quote. Didn't make up anything. O man...I wish I had. This is within the first three chapters. The book is about 200 pages long. O, Death, 'ow I long for zee!
I admit, I probably prejudged the book a little bit. The back's description made me cringe, and the front has a sticker suggesting I watch Oprah Winfrey. WHAT. Also, I opened to a random page and read the first sentence. "Joe's funeral was the finest thing ever seen in Orange County by Negro eyes."
It is obvious why this is summer reading. Can you picture the little Veiwpoint kids speaking ghetto? >_<
The end! I go back to my happy existence albeit interspersed with faux-impressive literature! Have fun with your various existences!
half of it is like this:
"Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others they sail forever on the horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time. That is the life of men."
"There are years that ask questions and years that answer. Janie had no chance to know things, so she had to ask. Did marriage end the cosmic lonliness of the unmated? Did marraige compel love like the sun the day?"
"So this was marraige! She had been summoned to behold a revelation. Then Janie felt a pain remorseless sweet that left her limp and languid."
It's like the female half of that tandem story I posted, ahem, Hmm, shall I have tea today? Why must one lose their innocence to truly be a women? I ponder, wistfully and sip my tea, the flavor that doesn't remind me of my relationships failed, my heart, broken.
"The men noticed her firm buttocks like she had grape fruits in her hip pockets; the great rope of black hair swinging to her waist and unraveling in the wind like a plume; then her pugnacious breasts trying to bore holes in her shirt."
The other half is uniteligible. ahem,
"Who Ah'm goin' tuh marry off-hand lak dat?"
"De Lawd will provide. He know Ah done bore de burden in de heat uh de day. Somebody done spoke to me 'bout you long time ago. Ah ain't said nothin' 'cause dat wasn't de way Ah placed you. Ah wanted yuh to school out and pick from a higher bush and a sweeter berry. But dat ain't yo' idea, Ah see."
MeiMei a GoGo: "Aw, aw! Ah'm colored!"
AlmightyShoe: say whaaat!
MeiMei a GoGo: "den dey all laughed real hard. but before Ah seen de picture Ah thought Ah wuz just like de rest."
"MeiMei a GoGo: De (sic) Lawd (sic) will provide. He know (sic) Ah (sic) done bore de (sic) burden in de (sic) heat uh (sic) de (sic) day.
AlmightyShoe: "the sick lord (sick, btw) will provide. He knows *hic* I, *hic* have bore the sick burden in the sick heat of *hic* the day.
AlmightyShoe: there. i made it have some sense...
AlmightyShoe: where most of the things talked about are sick, and everyone has the hiccups"
"You come heah wid yo' mouf full uh foolishness on uh busy day. Heah you got uh prop tuh lean on all yo' bawn days, and big protection, and everybody got tuh tip dey hat tuh you and call you Mis' Killicks, and you come worryin' me 'bout love. [...] Lawd have mussy! Dat's de very prong all us black women gits hung on. Dis love! Dat's just whut's got us uh pullin' and uh haulin' and sweatin' and doin' from can't see in de mornin' till can't see at night. Dat's how come de ole folks say dat bein' uh fool don't kill nobody. It jus' makes you sweat. Ah betcha you wants some dressed up dude dat got to look at de sole of his shoe everytime he cross de street tuh see whether he got enough leather dere tuh make it across. You can buy and sell such as dem wid what you got. In fact you can buy 'em and give 'em away."
"Yeah, Janie, youse got yo' womanhood on yuh. So Ah mout ez well tell yuh whut Ah been savin' up for uh spell."
I keep finding things that are deserved to be seen but I don't want to type. Everything I quote is exact quote. Didn't make up anything. O man...I wish I had. This is within the first three chapters. The book is about 200 pages long. O, Death, 'ow I long for zee!
I admit, I probably prejudged the book a little bit. The back's description made me cringe, and the front has a sticker suggesting I watch Oprah Winfrey. WHAT. Also, I opened to a random page and read the first sentence. "Joe's funeral was the finest thing ever seen in Orange County by Negro eyes."
It is obvious why this is summer reading. Can you picture the little Veiwpoint kids speaking ghetto? >_<
The end! I go back to my happy existence albeit interspersed with faux-impressive literature! Have fun with your various existences!