Well, I went home and yup, I got sick🤒…but I still had to do my Spanish homework. Please forgive all the grammatical and pronunciation errors. At the time I was only an intermediate beginner in Spanish. I have included a transcript (captioning would have been great but I knew I would be in over my head technologically) and a translation. Enjoy! Please have patience with the video. It might load slowly or haltingly but it will eventually play.

Estoy enfermada. Odio estar enferma. ¿Que tengo hacer para mejorar? Mi madre dice que tengo que quedarme en casa y comer sopa de pollo. Mi padre dice que si estás enferma hay que quedarte en cama, descansarlo suficiente y beber muchos líquidos. Mi hermano dice que tengo que tomar antibióticos. Mi primo dice que se mantente caliente y medite para mejorar. Mi otro primo dice que tengo que ver películas divertidas. Mi vecino dice que necesitas beber muchas tasas de the de gingibre. Mi médico dice que necesito hacer escando mi cabeza. Mi naturopata me dice que tome aceite de orégano y cápsulas de vitamina C. Mi hija dice que no sabe que yo debo hacer pero espera comienza me mejor pronto. Estoy muy confundida. ¿Que crees que debo hacer para sentirme mejor?

I am sick. I hate being sick. What do I have to do to get better? My mom says I have to stay home and eat chicken soup. My father says that if you are sick you have to stay in bed, get plenty of rest and drink plenty of fluids. My brother says I have to take antibiotics. My cousin says keep warm and meditate to get better. My other cousin says I have to watch funny movies. My neighbor says that you need to drink many cups of ginger tea. My doctor says I need to have my head scanned. My naturopath tells me to take oil of oregano and vitamin C capsules. My daughter says that she doesn’t know what I should do but she hopes I will begin to feel better soon. I am very confused. What do you think I should do to feel better?

Ahhh, the ocean.  Barely time for more than a glimpse.  The wind whips my hair into my eyes, fills my lungs with great gulps of sea air.  I play “catch me if you can” with the incoming surf.  Breakers roll me under their spell, cleanse my battered soul.  The tide turns.  I watch the sun start to set, walk slowly back towards the crescent moon…and my life.

                  Eclipsed

Last night a shadow passed over you.

Tonight you hid behind the clouds.

Now you are waning.

I miss your full shining face,

Even though it obscures the stars,

Even though I know I will see it again

  in due time.

This photo did jog my taste bud and texture memories, of Barton’s Almond Kisses from that very same box, or in a fluted green glass dish, next to the twirling ballerina in a bell jar music box, at my grandparents’ house in Flatbush .  Gooey and sweet and yum, with an almond crunch.  (no more caramels for me, boohoo, though I can still eat the almonds.)

hag someach!