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a very good morning

Naatz is a woman of very few words:


Pen. [ = give me one.]

Here. [ = sit down next to me.]

and she tugged at my sleeve when I was thinking we could go across the street against the crossing light:

Lois? [and raised her eyebrow.]

When I talk I tend to spout like an oil well. The first time she walked into the hotel lounge I was giving a big speech about the dangers of Jerusalem and the wonders of Canada. To a girl from Vancouver. She did not have to ask who Brad was.

But I need to add something else for you.

When we were getting deep into Anna in the twilight she looked at me and said:

"She is *not* the reason I came here to meet you."

For one thing, I now know how to recognize the Hebrew words "open" and "closed" on the little signs in front of shops. And she translated some written [not printed] Hebrew on some signs for me, while complaining how much the handwriting sucked. We are talking a new structural linguistics specialist here. Think back to the time [if any] in your life when you went somewhere and none of the signs were in a language you could understand. It's not a little thing, let me tell you.

And just the sheer pleasures of companionship.....

So: perspectives.

We also shared stuffs about my academic career and hers, and about Yad Vashem, and why she loves Haifa and why I should move here and start teaching English as a Second Langauge here. No, it's not a crazy thought at all.

It's 8:33 in the morning here and 1:33 in the morning in New York and 11:33 last night where Amy is right now --- and the computer is digital and I'm not wearing a watch and this whole thing seems timeless to me now. It's fun not to wear a watch.

She is reading this and probably getting all embarrassed so I need to stop spouting.

Except for one last thing. Actually = first thing.

When I got up this morning I felt lighter. My heart did. A lot more of my mourning burden is gone. Like other kinds of pain, sometimes you really don't feel how deep it was until it has disappeared.

And guess why??? I hope that makes her smile too.


( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
Sep. 5th, 2008 08:47 pm (UTC)
Awwww...and you mentioned me too. Thanks. :)

Sep. 6th, 2008 06:58 am (UTC)
Of course I mention you. Don't you know you can be home and here with me at the same time *smiles* ?? ??
Sep. 6th, 2008 07:33 am (UTC)
God said I was; you say I am as well, so I must be.

*smiles back*
Sep. 6th, 2008 03:53 pm (UTC)
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