We leave in less than 8 hours!

For those who didn't know, we are going to Canada for Christmas.

I really don't feel like writing anything else for some reason.... I don't know why....

Perhaps it's time for a poem.

Yes, I think that it is....


Opportunity--by Paul Lawrence Dunbar

10 - Opportunity (this one must be read aloud) 1901 Granny's gone a-visitin',
Seen her git her shawl
When I was a-hidin' down
'hind the garden wall.
Seen her put her bonnet on,
Seen her tie the strings,
An' I'se gone to dreamin' now
'Bout them cakes an' things.

On the shelf be'hind the door --
Mussy, what a feas'!
Soon ez she gits out o' sight,
I kin eat in peace.
I bin watchin' fur a week
jes' fur this heah chance.
Mussy, when I gits in there,
I'll jest sholy dance.

Lemon pie an' ginger-cake,
Let me set an' think --
Vinegah an' sugah, too,
That'll make a drink;
Ef they's one thing that I loves
Mos' pu'ticlahly,
It is eatin' sweet things an'
A-drinkin' Sangaree.

Lawdy, won't poor' granny rail
when she see the shelf;
when I think about her face,
I's mos' 'shamed myse'f.
Well, she gone, an' here I is,
Back be'hind the door --
Look here! gran' 's done 'spected me,
Dain't no sweets no mo'.

Ev'ry sweet is hid away,
Job jest done up brown;
Person think that someone thought
they was thieves aroun';
That jest breaks my heart in two,
Oh how bad I feel!
jest to think my own gramma
B'lieved that I 'u'd steal!

You kind of have to read this one out loud.

I memorized (and then forgot) this one a couple of years ago.

That's all.

Joyeux Noel!!!!

Bonne Annee!

Joanna