actress Anika Noni Rose at the Miss Golden Globe 2011
Saturday, February 5, 2011
a Creole story
The story within the story
June 19, 2009
My coach says the women are strong and the men are part of the chorus. I didn’t intend to do that, but I wanted to tell the story of a strong woman overcoming and be-coming…something bigger, better and higher than her previous self. I wanted her to connect to a power that would transcend the problem of the moment. I wanted her to live a supernatural existence, not by earning it, but learning it. She lives the Creole expression: Pushed times make a monkey chew pepper. From chapter two: Stacy and I had a history of public arguments and I regret to say, at least one hair-pulling, cat fight at a wedding. She had pushed my buttons, so I pushed her face into a dessert tray.
“Well, if you are in the market, Robert and me know of a really nice bachelor who moved to town last month. He is working on some type of fellowship or research grant in geology and came here to study the soil in this area. Can we introduce you? He’s been to dinner with us a couple of times and he never brings a woman.” Stacy tried to embarrass me and unfortunately, she succeeded.
“Stacy, I am seeing someone,” I let it out with conviction and made it sound true.
“Oh, you have a man this time. Is he coming?” she spit the question out with a pinch of sarcasm and doubt.
Snide bitch.
“No, unfortunately, he’s a doctor and couldn’t get away,” I was feeling heat at the back of my neck.
Stacy was one of those women who wore her marriages and husbands like a social badge of honor. She was on her third husband. The first husband divorced her because he caught her with another man. The second husband was the other man. The third husband was Robert, a mouse. Stacy also had a weird habit of wearing all of her old wedding and engagement rings. Her right hand was a monument to former lovers. She adored jewelry and wore it with jogging outfits as her signature casual look. On this day, she was wearing her favorite color, pink and despite her horrible personality, she was an extraordinarily attractive woman. She had huge breasts, a small waist and generous hips. Her wavy, shoulder-length hair was jet black, shiny and framed her olive-colored face. Her eyes were large, deep brown almonds and she had the nose and cheekbones of our mothers. Her lips were full and perfectly shaped. Despite the supposed trend favoring the waif-look, most men licked their lips when they saw Stacy.
“Yes, I do have a man. Lance is a doctor and he is on call at the hospital this weekend.” I answered her with intentional anger.
“Oh, well just let us know.” Stacy backed down. She had won.
I could sense that the rest of the family members had turned their attentions away from Stacy and me. I was humiliated and trumped again by this uneducated shrew. I held a plastered smile on my face and climbed three steps to enter the screened porch when I met my mother’s pitying eyes.
- creolestories by jolivet
June 19, 2009
My coach says the women are strong and the men are part of the chorus. I didn’t intend to do that, but I wanted to tell the story of a strong woman overcoming and be-coming…something bigger, better and higher than her previous self. I wanted her to connect to a power that would transcend the problem of the moment. I wanted her to live a supernatural existence, not by earning it, but learning it. She lives the Creole expression: Pushed times make a monkey chew pepper. From chapter two: Stacy and I had a history of public arguments and I regret to say, at least one hair-pulling, cat fight at a wedding. She had pushed my buttons, so I pushed her face into a dessert tray.
“Well, if you are in the market, Robert and me know of a really nice bachelor who moved to town last month. He is working on some type of fellowship or research grant in geology and came here to study the soil in this area. Can we introduce you? He’s been to dinner with us a couple of times and he never brings a woman.” Stacy tried to embarrass me and unfortunately, she succeeded.
“Stacy, I am seeing someone,” I let it out with conviction and made it sound true.
“Oh, you have a man this time. Is he coming?” she spit the question out with a pinch of sarcasm and doubt.
Snide bitch.
“No, unfortunately, he’s a doctor and couldn’t get away,” I was feeling heat at the back of my neck.
Stacy was one of those women who wore her marriages and husbands like a social badge of honor. She was on her third husband. The first husband divorced her because he caught her with another man. The second husband was the other man. The third husband was Robert, a mouse. Stacy also had a weird habit of wearing all of her old wedding and engagement rings. Her right hand was a monument to former lovers. She adored jewelry and wore it with jogging outfits as her signature casual look. On this day, she was wearing her favorite color, pink and despite her horrible personality, she was an extraordinarily attractive woman. She had huge breasts, a small waist and generous hips. Her wavy, shoulder-length hair was jet black, shiny and framed her olive-colored face. Her eyes were large, deep brown almonds and she had the nose and cheekbones of our mothers. Her lips were full and perfectly shaped. Despite the supposed trend favoring the waif-look, most men licked their lips when they saw Stacy.
“Yes, I do have a man. Lance is a doctor and he is on call at the hospital this weekend.” I answered her with intentional anger.
“Oh, well just let us know.” Stacy backed down. She had won.
I could sense that the rest of the family members had turned their attentions away from Stacy and me. I was humiliated and trumped again by this uneducated shrew. I held a plastered smile on my face and climbed three steps to enter the screened porch when I met my mother’s pitying eyes.
- creolestories by jolivet
Friday, February 4, 2011
This Day in History September 4
This is the birthday of one of the most written-about, talked-about, joked-about cities in the world, Los Angeles, California. Los Angeles was born on this day in 1781.
The Mexican Provincial Governor, Felipe de Neve, founded El Pueblo de Nuestra Senora la Reina de Los Angeles, originally named Nuestra Senora la Reina de Los Angeles de Porciuncula, by Gaspar de Portola, a Spanish army captain and Juan Crespi, a Franciscan priest, who had noticed the beautiful area as they traveled north from San Diego in 1769. El Pueblo de Nuestra Senora la Reina de Los Angeles translates into the Village of our Lady, the Queen of the Angels ... L.A. for short.
Mexico ceded California to the United States in 1848, and Los Angeles, the capital of Alta California, a Mexican Province, came with it. Once a quiet, little village, the discovery of oil in the 1890s started an expansion that has grown to be the home of more than 8 1/2 million people (approx. 3 1/2 million in the actual city limits). Hollywood, movie stars, Disneyland, freeways, Beverly Hills, earthquakes, fires, floods and drive-by shootings have all managed to keep the City of Angels on the map, so to speak.
As have the more than a million visitors a year ... they come to visit and they often come back to stay ... in L.A.
1682 - Edmund Halley got his only look at the comet that now bears his name. He worked out a theory of cometary orbits and concluded that the comet of 1682, otherwise known as Halley’s Comet, was periodic and correctly predicted that it would return in 76 years.
1833 - Barney Flaherty answered an ad in The New York Sun and became the first newsboy. Actually, Barney became what we now call a paperboy. He was 10 years old at the time. Show us a 10-year-old who reads a newspaper today. Those were the days! Of course, there was no radio, no TV, no MTV, no computers, no Internet. What was a kid to do?
1862 - General Robert E. Lee invaded the North for the first time, with 50,000 Confederates. He headed for Harpers Ferry, located 50 miles northwest of Washington. The Union Army, 90,000 strong, under the command of McClellan, was in hot pursuet.
1882 - Thomas Edison displayed the first practical electrical lighting system. The Pearl Street electric power station, Edison’'s steam powered plant, began operating and successfully turned on the lights in a one square mile area of New York City.
1885 - As you pile that delicious platter of stuff on your tray, grab an extra dessert just for the fun of it and enough packets of sugar to last a year ... keep in mind that on this day, the Exchange Buffet opened in New York City. It was the first self-service restaurant in the U.S.
1886 - Geronimo surrendered to U.S. general Nelson A. Miles. Geronimo was a Chiricahua Apache who had led raids on white settlers for ten years after the U.S. government attempted to move the Apache to a reservation.
1888 - The name Kodak was registered by George Eastman of Rochester, NY. He patented his roll-film camera: U.S. Patent #388,850
The Mexican Provincial Governor, Felipe de Neve, founded El Pueblo de Nuestra Senora la Reina de Los Angeles, originally named Nuestra Senora la Reina de Los Angeles de Porciuncula, by Gaspar de Portola, a Spanish army captain and Juan Crespi, a Franciscan priest, who had noticed the beautiful area as they traveled north from San Diego in 1769. El Pueblo de Nuestra Senora la Reina de Los Angeles translates into the Village of our Lady, the Queen of the Angels ... L.A. for short.
Mexico ceded California to the United States in 1848, and Los Angeles, the capital of Alta California, a Mexican Province, came with it. Once a quiet, little village, the discovery of oil in the 1890s started an expansion that has grown to be the home of more than 8 1/2 million people (approx. 3 1/2 million in the actual city limits). Hollywood, movie stars, Disneyland, freeways, Beverly Hills, earthquakes, fires, floods and drive-by shootings have all managed to keep the City of Angels on the map, so to speak.
As have the more than a million visitors a year ... they come to visit and they often come back to stay ... in L.A.
Events September 4
1682 - Edmund Halley got his only look at the comet that now bears his name. He worked out a theory of cometary orbits and concluded that the comet of 1682, otherwise known as Halley’s Comet, was periodic and correctly predicted that it would return in 76 years.
1833 - Barney Flaherty answered an ad in The New York Sun and became the first newsboy. Actually, Barney became what we now call a paperboy. He was 10 years old at the time. Show us a 10-year-old who reads a newspaper today. Those were the days! Of course, there was no radio, no TV, no MTV, no computers, no Internet. What was a kid to do?
1862 - General Robert E. Lee invaded the North for the first time, with 50,000 Confederates. He headed for Harpers Ferry, located 50 miles northwest of Washington. The Union Army, 90,000 strong, under the command of McClellan, was in hot pursuet.
1882 - Thomas Edison displayed the first practical electrical lighting system. The Pearl Street electric power station, Edison’'s steam powered plant, began operating and successfully turned on the lights in a one square mile area of New York City.
1885 - As you pile that delicious platter of stuff on your tray, grab an extra dessert just for the fun of it and enough packets of sugar to last a year ... keep in mind that on this day, the Exchange Buffet opened in New York City. It was the first self-service restaurant in the U.S.
1886 - Geronimo surrendered to U.S. general Nelson A. Miles. Geronimo was a Chiricahua Apache who had led raids on white settlers for ten years after the U.S. government attempted to move the Apache to a reservation.
1888 - The name Kodak was registered by George Eastman of Rochester, NY. He patented his roll-film camera: U.S. Patent #388,850
Thursday, February 3, 2011
NEW WORLD: womb story
Kefa Ab Menaunghk Maat
"It is the affirmations that proceed the making of a new world created by words, intent, and the way one gives birth to the world." - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories
MAGIC
POWER TO CHANGE
"We can only influence change by living our own truth."
Reverend Max Wellspring Oseogena your words will walk with me for times, and times to come. – Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories
Maitrieya Jessie Lotus
Ghandi said, "Better to be violent if there is violence in our hearts than to put on the cloak of non-violence to cover impotence." Ghandi also said, "I object to violence because when it appears to do good the good is only temporary; the evil it does is permanent."
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Kefa Ab Menaunghk Maat
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