Wednesday, March 21, 2012
A Mama Lost Her Baby Boy: #MillionHoodies March NYC for Trayvon Martin
A Mama Lost Her Baby Boy
By Ezzy G. Languzzi
A mama lost her baby boy
baby boy
baby boy
A mama lost her baby boy
He's never coming back
A mama lost her baby boy
baby boy
baby boy
A mama lost her baby boy
Simply cuz he's Black
He'll never finish high school
He'll never see his friends
He'll never go to college
Cuz someone shot a hole in him
If there's any kind of lesson here
I'll tell you what it is
Don't buy your son a hoodie
Lest he end up dead
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Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Pencils: I Dreamt of You Last Night
Pencils
by Ezzy G. Languzzi
An army of pencils
Surrounded my bed
Was it all just a dream?
Was it all in my head?
Unfurled like a carpet
A rainbow of colors
This army of pencils
Made way for the others
They invaded my thoughts
Permeated my being
Sharpened and crying,
We hear you breathing!
Oh, no you don't, I said.
You're no gift, but a curse
You come when you want
Go, now
Disperse!
In a stupor I battled
Weary and tired
Until I'd pushed every-single-last-one
Into a fire
Friday, March 16, 2012
Casi Llega Nuestro Perrito, Albert
Andamos aquí como que vamos a parir ... un bebé de cuatro patas y cubierto de "pelo."
No les he contado que decidimos comprarle un perrito a nuestro hijo. Dentro de una semana llega el mentado, Albert, un canino medio Caniche y medio Labradora. Mijo esta lleno de anticipación y cuenta los días en el calendario... y su papi y yo? Rezamos que el perro hypoalergénico sea un nuevo miembro en la familia.
Labradoodle puppies at 5 weeks Haciendo fila! Waiting in line. |
HOW TO RAISE THE PERFECT DOG by Cesar Millan Necessito comenzar leer este libro I need to start reading this book. |
Ay les contare nuestras aventuras. No sabemos lo que nos espera. : )
(Me disculpo de no haber blogueado mucho las ultimas semanas, pero he estado un poco estresada con la escuela. Espero regresar pronto a un horario mas normal. Los extraño.)
Puppy Supplies |
I haven't shared with you that we decided to buy our son a dog. Within a week, the dog known as "Albert," a Poodle-Labrador Retriever mix, arrives home. Our son is filled with anticipation and is counting the days on the calendar ... his dad and I? We're praying the hypoallergenic dog will be an addition to our family.
Since our son doesn't have any siblings, he needs a friend, a companion. He been asking for a dog for a while, "knowing" that he's allergic to them. He doesn't care -- he loves them. So much so, that his bed is inundated with stuffed dogs, all colors and sizes. He even has one that breathes and is battery-operated that my mother gave him before leaving for California.
Our situation is a little complicated. I don't know if I've shared with you, but our son has several food (eggs, milk, nuts, soy, beef ... ) and environmental (pollen, mold ... ) allergies, in addition to asthma. We had to go as far as to find food for the dog that wouldn't harm our son in the event the dog licked him. Talk about nerves! In spite of all this, we have faith. A little voice is telling me everything with turn out fine.
Adventures to follow. : )
(I apologize for my irregular blogging the last few weeks, but I've been a little stressed-out with school. Finding peace in reading. I hope to return to a more regular schedule, soon. Miss you.)
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
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