I think I've been imagining all this.
I think I'm feeling something weird inside my chest but I don't know why. It's like reaching for that cookie jar while you know that your hand is gonna be trapped shut inside it if you ever try to reach for the cookie.
Yet you try anyway.
And out of fear that you might get stuck or injured, you let your hand dangle. In-between reaching the cookies, already touching the tips of the chocolate-filled crust but unwilling to grab it in case the lid shuts.
And all around you people are laughing behind your back. "Nice try," they'd say. Or "Only morons would do something that they know is filled with risks."
But sometimes, you get your hand out of that jar. Because in a dangling position, your hand gets tired after all. Sometimes, you're distracted by all the pretty things in the cabinet. The lollipops, the cotton candy, chocolate caramel bars, Krispie Treats, gumballs, colorful, delicious, seductive. But no matter what, eventually, you end up glancing at the jar. Wondering what it it would be like to take a bite.
Because from what I hear, chocolate chip cookies give you the best comfort and warmth.
Even the most average one. Even the misshaped ones. But if you want to take a bite, then you have to insert your hand wholly inside the jar. Feel the lid shut down on you, causing you to cry in pain. Cursing at yourself for being such an idiot. You knew this was going to happen. Yet you did it anyway.
I guess this is what makes a human being; a mix of bravery and stupidity.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
youtube this
...due to the demand from a certain friend in my lat post *wink* I am finally updating this blog. I'm sorry, bloggy. I've just been very wrapped up in work and report-making. Hey now that I work part-time at a bookstore, I get to read books I don't really have to buy, right, so yesterday I read A Lion Named Christian which is a true story about two Australian guys' heart-warming relationship with their pet lion they bought in Harrods in London in 1971.
I picked up that book because, well, I admire lions. Not surprising since my star sign is symbolized by them and they rule the jungle. I love the feeling of leading something. Lions are known to be affectionate with children and they're calm but tend to get angry as hell when provoked. We do have a lot in common, right? Except that I don't have a pair of teeth that could tear you skin open with one graze. Or paws as big as my head. Nor do I eat a cow for breakfast.
Well anyway.
The story was really touching I felt my eyes burn when I finished the book. There was one image that stayed on my mind. The Aussie guys bought him when Chrstian was a little cub, right, so they let him stay in their apartment but he grew so big that eventually he was forced to be flown to Africa in orde to get a better life. Years later, the Aussies, who used to spend their time 24/7 rolling with Christian in the park playing ball and teaching him manners (whenever Christian leaps at them and knocking them to the ground, making them hopeless and unable to do anything but pray to dear God he wouldn't screw their heads off, Christian notices his masters' discomfort that slowly he backs away and starts nudging them gently, waiting to be forgiven) decided to visit Christian in Africa. It had been years since they last separated and the Aussies were sure their now 4-years-old pet wouldn't recognize them. But what happened was, the second Christian strolled by, with the trademark graceful, confident steps of a ruler of the jungle, he stopped dead in his tracks, saw his masters waving to him and he ran (and I mean really ran) towards them happily, and leapt up to his master's body with huge paws circling his shoulders for an affectionate hug.
I nearly cried.
I mean, you have to look at the image. I didn't know the image and video were so popular in youtube. I searched 'lion named christian' and found the great video of the infamous hug that stole everyone's hearts. Rumor had it that Christian was the biggest and most handsome lion in his place in Africa. And he protected humans, too.
When they weren't messing with him, of course.
I remember a certain part of the book that told a story of how he was kept in a pet store or something, and he was the object of display (obviously) and he knew it, so he always put a little show. He was playing with little kids who werent afraid of him, and to those who were, he roared. It turns out that lions know exactly who are afraid of them and love to show their authorities to them.
But not to his masters; the two Aussies who loved him like nobody else. The book said that Christian was always trying to get them to play hide-and-seek but they sometimes ignored him on purpose because playing with him was turning out to be so exhausting (yeah well, it ain't exactly a rabbit pet you're dealing with here, mate). I mean, how cute was that?! This shows, though, that the moral story of it all is: lions are loyals.
when they find someone who respects and loves them, of course.
*coughs*
I'm urging you readers to look it up on youtube. It's really touching.
I will get back for another post later- time to eat.
YOUTUBE IT !
I picked up that book because, well, I admire lions. Not surprising since my star sign is symbolized by them and they rule the jungle. I love the feeling of leading something. Lions are known to be affectionate with children and they're calm but tend to get angry as hell when provoked. We do have a lot in common, right? Except that I don't have a pair of teeth that could tear you skin open with one graze. Or paws as big as my head. Nor do I eat a cow for breakfast.
Well anyway.
The story was really touching I felt my eyes burn when I finished the book. There was one image that stayed on my mind. The Aussie guys bought him when Chrstian was a little cub, right, so they let him stay in their apartment but he grew so big that eventually he was forced to be flown to Africa in orde to get a better life. Years later, the Aussies, who used to spend their time 24/7 rolling with Christian in the park playing ball and teaching him manners (whenever Christian leaps at them and knocking them to the ground, making them hopeless and unable to do anything but pray to dear God he wouldn't screw their heads off, Christian notices his masters' discomfort that slowly he backs away and starts nudging them gently, waiting to be forgiven) decided to visit Christian in Africa. It had been years since they last separated and the Aussies were sure their now 4-years-old pet wouldn't recognize them. But what happened was, the second Christian strolled by, with the trademark graceful, confident steps of a ruler of the jungle, he stopped dead in his tracks, saw his masters waving to him and he ran (and I mean really ran) towards them happily, and leapt up to his master's body with huge paws circling his shoulders for an affectionate hug.
I nearly cried.
I mean, you have to look at the image. I didn't know the image and video were so popular in youtube. I searched 'lion named christian' and found the great video of the infamous hug that stole everyone's hearts. Rumor had it that Christian was the biggest and most handsome lion in his place in Africa. And he protected humans, too.
When they weren't messing with him, of course.
I remember a certain part of the book that told a story of how he was kept in a pet store or something, and he was the object of display (obviously) and he knew it, so he always put a little show. He was playing with little kids who werent afraid of him, and to those who were, he roared. It turns out that lions know exactly who are afraid of them and love to show their authorities to them.
But not to his masters; the two Aussies who loved him like nobody else. The book said that Christian was always trying to get them to play hide-and-seek but they sometimes ignored him on purpose because playing with him was turning out to be so exhausting (yeah well, it ain't exactly a rabbit pet you're dealing with here, mate). I mean, how cute was that?! This shows, though, that the moral story of it all is: lions are loyals.
when they find someone who respects and loves them, of course.
*coughs*
I'm urging you readers to look it up on youtube. It's really touching.
I will get back for another post later- time to eat.
YOUTUBE IT !
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