Holocaust Poem by Elie Wiesel

Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, that turned my life into one long night seven times sealed.

Never shall I forget that smoke.

Never shall I forget the small faces of the children whose bodies I saw transformed into smoke under a silent sky.

Never shall I forget those flames that consumed my faith for ever.

Never shall I forget the nocturnal silence that deprived me for all eternity of the desire to live.

Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to ashes.

Never shall I forget those things, even were I condemned to live
as long as God Himself.

Never.

(Poster by Stephen Morris)

Put it into Music: Words

This is the third week of this project but the first one I take part. This weeks topic is WORDS and as I'm a big fan of letters and Spanish Post System (not English, I'm sorry) I wanted to share with you this beautiful and magnificent old song by The Marvelettes. Enjoy it! (Photo on how to keep me quiet by Andrea)

"The Help" by Kathryn Stockett

I just finished reading Kathryn Stockett's The Help, 460 pages in less than two weeks (in English, not my mother tongue, remember), so you can imagine how hooked I was. It was a wonderful experience and mostly expected since it deals with two of my favourite topics: the 60s and civil rights (for black people, I mean). Narrated in first person by three women (two black, one white) it tells us the adventures these ladies had while trying to write a book about black maids in white Mississippi households. And I'm not telling more since I don't want to spoil it. If you are lazy to read it (I'm sure you're not) you will be able to watch the movie from August in the States and, unfortunatelly, October in Spain and UK. Here I leave you the trailer and two quotations from the book that depict its two dominant moods: happiness/hope and anger/disgust. 

Quotes:

• If chocolate was a sound, it would've been Constantine's voice singing. If singing was a color, it would've been the color of that chocolate.
• "You cannot leave a Negro and  Nigra together unchaperoned," Mother'd whispered to me a long time ago. "It's not their fault, they just can't help it."

And now, let's begin with Tokyo Blues by Murakami. Somebody read it?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THIS LADY!

Today it's Mary Lou's birthday. Here is a song for her and a drawing of her. Love you!

 

Leg's Play! Summer's Here.

 Summer is already here in Spain and we have to say goodbye to panties and stockings (I'll miss you). This is a homage to those who have accompanied me throughout autumn, winter and spring. Snif snif. Photos by moi.

 

Amandine Luxing in China (French blog)

Here I introduce you to my dearest friend Amandine, a parisienne who is moving to China. In her blog you will follow her adventures (believe me, she's a friend of the most unbelievable ones) and her feelings. Advice: some things may be written in English but it is mostly French, a great opportunity to revise your French lessons, guys. Click in the title of the Blog and follow her journey!

AMANDINE LUXING IN CHINA

Poem and Photo to celebrate the end! (The end is sometimes positive)

I'M BACK! And I'm gonna stay! My personal inferno has almost finished and now I have time to write my useless stuff. Today I come with one of my own poems and my photography so I hope you like them (you'd better...) Sorry, I'm just violent because of the shitty academic year that is now coming to its end. Enjoy!

 

 I read in the past

And realize the ignorance of youngsters

That blinds our eyes to the interpretation

Of what we just decipher.

He loved me and I did not see it.

The day I saw it I never saw him again.

And just to remind you, Andrea is preparring a HUGE GIVEAWAY in her blog "The Art of Staying Up All Night" so DO NOT MISS IT!