Moi et Toi
In French class yesterday, we were practicing our "oi" sounds. Moi, toi, choissir, pourquoi. Our instructor referred to Miss Piggy as having popularized the word "moi" in American consciousness. I smiled, but another student stared at her blankly.
Rather than move on, she caught his vacuous, almost haughty look. "Don't you know Mees Peegy?" she asked him.
He was a very tall Indian gentleman who, from our class conversational exercises, I know works in the beauty industry. "No," he said curtly, shaking his head dismissively, "I grew up in another country." He said it with the air of somebody whose time was really being wasted by such an absurd thought. He sort of folded one hand over the other as if to appear impatient.
I thought that Miss Piggy was an interesting topic to derail class with, and at the same time, an even more interesting item to appear highbrow about. I, for one, remember being a fobby little kid wondering what the hell Miss Piggy was wah-wahing about. A time when I didn't even speak English that well.
Today, I invested more than a few minutes contemplating my personal sense of accomplishment. I felt that, in recent memory, I do not have many accomplishments to speak of. Perhaps that is what sends me racing to the kitchen to tool around, because everytime I cook something I achieve a fine sense of completion and capability. And then I acknowledged that these small victories are taking me away from what I should be focusing on. So then I scribbled down some mantras in my Bar notes, things that are forcing me to heavily reprioritize. You know, the kind of thing that others accidentally see and smirk at because they think you're a nutcase.
A friend told me today, that what it all boils down to is "a numbers game."
Another friend told me that I make things sound so fun.
And, a third friend told me that it only takes two weeks for something to become a habit.
Well, none of those things are related, except that it all meant a lot to me today.
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Bonjour et bienvenue dans mon blog. (MB)
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1 Comments:
I hope it doesn't only take 2 weeks for something to become a habit - or I'm developing some REALLY bad ones. It is a good exercise, tho, to maintain enough self-awareness to avoid doing negative things for more than 2 wks at a time for fear of developing unwanted "habits."
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