Sometimes … when I read poetry … out there … well here too … I think … POETRY SHOULD HAVE A PLACE IN EVERY SCHOOL … I have always advocated for philosophy as a base subject.
The more technic take place – in our life – the more philosophy we need … is my mantra.
I still believe that!
Poetry … inspire for interpretations … challenge the readers in many ways … explore feelings … other persons feelings … helps to change perspective … may strengthen ability for empathy … most needed in the harsh sometimes very hostile social world … not to forget in social medias …
How romantic and safe wasn’t my life as young … now it seems to be the opposite for young people. Even when it comes to equality between girls and boys. It’s worse now and this is so sad.
Is it about hunting or beeing hunted. As young I loved beeing hunted by boys. It was so innocent and so beautiful. Exploring each other in a way. Life schooling for relations and love.
At the same time I knew more about boys than girls because for me it was much more interesting being with boys than girls. Climbing trees, playing football, sneaking in to other gardens picking fruits … and I was very good at slingshots … playing with dolls wasn’t my kind at all, not girls ‘backtalking’ either. I like the straight … and I found boys much more straight. Always have.
I am still amazed that my parents let me be my personality. My dad bought me football boots with studs. He went to every basket game I played in. My mother sewed jeans and caps for me mostly. Sometimes also dresses – me and my sisters – looking so nice in same cloth. My mother even sew dresses to the princesses of Sweden before her marriage.
Dresses I have saved with much love. Dresses my granddaughters also have used.
Min mamma sydde denna klänning till mig för många många många år sedan. Passar även barnbarnet.
I’m … writing my thinking … that’s why it takes some odd ways … and I like that. That’s being alive … lively …thinking … about the tiny and great … close and far away …
Back to where I started thinking today ….Inspired by … The Hunter tanka … I respond …
I’m also out hunting
dressed in philosophy
my belt has many pockets
one secret – only for you
Jag blev så nedstämd av nyheterna idag. All energi bara rann ur mig. Jag känner en sådan stor sorg. Jag fattar inte hur sådant kan ske! Hur är sådana funtade! Och jag tänker framförallt på de stackars barnen. Jag tänker också på de poliser som ska utreda. Hur bara klarar man den uppgiften! Det känns som att jag är förlamad.
Trots fruktansvärda nyheter …
barn har rätt – till
trygghet och vuxnas goda omsorger
… måste livet gå vidare.
Men jag önskar att SVTplay inte hade fungerat idag.