Well this year it was decided that we are going to have lots of snow. Love it or hate it, it is beautiful to look at: some areas actually make me wish I have a camera with me to capture the moment and the scenery. But driving on it is another story, there is always a possibility of a car that you are driving waltzing to the music of Sinatra, all I know is I am protected by the grace of GOd.
I still had my problems though, my car key holes freez sometime and actually one night I was leaving form work and the door wouldnot open. I was lucky I had someone to help me, then the ignition won’t start and to make it worse the key decided to get stuck there. I wanted to cry and break the car, I prayed but I was doing so in a very harsh tone and I guess GOD needed me to calm down because nothing Alex ( my bro’s brother in-law) and I were doing including Antropomorphizing.. ( yeah …telling my car to be a nice car and start, oh shush your pie hole you two…all of us are doing it, hey Tiye didnot you ever talk to your computers or your guitars?.. and you papy, haven’t I cought you talking to your little bag? ( hey I just remembered it used to look like ” ye menteko” bag) ) any way where was I ?.. oh yeah all was to no avail. So we left the car at my work place and got home after midnight. But thanks to the grace of GOD, I was able to have the car start the next day.
So moving on, I have never questioned my ability to speak or write english, I mean I know in my heart that I have a long way to go to be perfect but never saw myself as an english as a second language person or student. I remember my first english class here, the instructor (“Mr. J”) just assumed that I donot know any english because I was let into his class without having to take the entrance exam ( I took the toefl , A’ced it and I was exempted from taking the entrance exam because I was older than 21; see being older has its perks), .. actually Mr. J’s his exact words were..” You need to to take the ESL classes because it will help you; if you stay in my class, it is going to be hard for you. Since you have never read big books in written in English, it will be hard for you in this class”… It felt like a sledge hammer hitting my head with so much prejudice, and I wanted to cry. I knew that I had to do something and the words that echoed through my ears were my brother’s “.. know that you are better than everybody else.” So before “Mr. J” finished , I stopped and repeated what he said ” you have never read books in English?.. I have a degree in biology, I read books in English ( in my head I was also saying… dude Biology is hard core English and Spanish)” That stopped him and he apologized saying that he didnot know. But that was not to be the end because Mr. J took it upon himself to prove me wrong, he graded my papers harsher than everybody else’s, he spends a lot of time with me trying to correct every mistake that he has found reading every word I had written. I was mad at him for that whole quarter but now that I think about it it made me work hard to avoid mistakes and be better. Then came the worset microbiology instructor ever, Micro is something that I loved and there she was trying to take that away. I never realized her problem untill the other students who are from ” the mother land” started complaining. It just hit me then, she comes and laughes or stares at what I am doing , the nervous me never handled that well and lab exams felt like a big boulder or something close. I hated that class mainly because all my confidence in what I knew about micro just left me. So then I decided to take upper level classes given to grad students as well as undergrads. Thank GOD I did that, Prof Alfonso and Dr. Rapplye made me love micro more than I ever thought was possible, more than that, I got my groove back… yeeeeye……why did I revisit all this? Because a recent encounter with another instructor and the fact that I read “RADON” in the way that I learned in Ethiopia served me up with a rolling eye and a look of confusion. I prayed and worked hard then, it is time to revisit that thought and do better.
I am loving the new words Nahom is coming up with these days. there is the ” I rest my case,” and others … so yesterday Emanuel goes ” there is this girl that calls me stinky,”
we have heard this before and since the teachers arenot doing anything about it, Tsiye decided that he should respond back they way people respond to him.
So this time Tsiye says ” … and what did you say to her?”
Emanuel: ” nothing, I just told the teacher”
Nahome was listening through this all and decides to give some brotherly advice once he realized what Tsiye was going for….
Nahome”.. ” you know Emanuel, what do you say when people come at you with a taekwando kick and a ” Iya”?”
Emanuel : ” I say ” Iya” back and Kick”
then Nahome says: ” Exactly”……and laughes….
None of realized what he was talking about untill he says again ” you see? exactly”…
I am always amazed by the things Nahome comes up with, I mean finding a metaphore in this situation. especialy for a four year old is amazing… and of course we cannot live a water hose open and running, since Nahome will be shouting back..” you are wasting water”…
NOTE TO SELF for the rest of your life or something like that : donot be a lost memory in a line of dreams and donot .. I repeat donot try to figure anyone out and donot try to change them, just accept them for who they are and move on.