Showing posts with label video. Show all posts
Showing posts with label video. Show all posts
Friday, October 15, 2010
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Influence and Change
I could say that Sesame Street has the most influence to me when it comes to the English language. I do not say that I am very good at it, but I am not bad at all. I remember, as a kid, I used to watch out for it every time I know it's airing.
One character that stuck in my mind is Big Bird's invisible friend, Mr Snuffleupagus. I even coined my previous twitter account - Mrs Snuff - in memory of him. I shortened it for reasons. One thing is the 140-character limit, but that's just a shallow excuse. I might have used it fully if not for the second reason. I actually do not know how to spell Snuffeleupagus correctly until this morning when I saw a video clip of Martin Scorsece's Sesame Streets here.
Scorcese's Sesame Streets led me to YouTube the theme song above. You might ask why I didn't embed Scorcese's video instead. Truth is, I was disillusioned by the video. Watch it so you'll know and understand me. But the sad thing is that Scorecese's version is somewhat a reality, most especially, NOW. The world has changed; it changed a lot and so badly that sometimes I wished it didn't have to. As the voice-over said, "When memories linger, sometimes the most dangerous place to go is back home." That bad, huh?
I think most of you will agree with me that this isn't the change that we are looking for and longing to have.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Moved
Three months ago, I shared a room with about twelve people in the OB-GYNE ward of the hospital where I was admitted for an operation.
Three of them are of the same case like mine. We were all due for an operation to have our ovaries removed.
The night after my operation, one of the patients passed away for some reasons that I'd rather not discuss. What I remember was that she was restless and started to probably feel nauseous and started vomiting; later on losing consciousness and reviving her didn't help.
I was discharged Thursday after being operated the Monday before. I left the other three since they still weren't fit enough to go home yet.
Last Christmas, one of the twelve people's daughter sent us a text message wishing us for the season. Then again, this Valentine's. We were so glad to hear that her mom is okay and back to work and normal life.
This morning, I got a text message from my sister who was on her way to town, saying that she rode the same ride with one of these twelve people's son. His mother was one of those that I left behind, and I heard that she was discharged after two more days. Today is his mother's funeral day. She suffered stroke and didn't make it.
I was deeply moved by the news. My sister and I longed to hear about these room mates with whom we shared a very important part of our lives. But this isn't the kind of update that we wanted.
These are the strangers who became a part of my life for a little while but made deep marks in my memory, since we all shared one common fate. One common fate, at least in each of our own lifetimes.
*There is just something sentimental that I find in this song.
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