I would bet that X is right, and you were wonderful, much better than you judge yourself, but I broke into a sympathetic sweat reading your post. I live a life of incomplete and run-on sentences. I am filled with admiration for anyone who can do what you did--- even with an ummm or a missing period.
But here -- this is great iced tea, and the new fans are wonderful.
Have a seat and no, I know nothing about Dagestan, so I will tell you a story about Ammo.
He just came into the study and announced in a terrible voice, "John hung himself!"
Scared the hell out of me. OUr next door neighbor is John.
"What!" I screamed.
"He couldn't take it and he hung himself."
I'm leaping up from the computer, wondering if John was hanging from a tree outside, and where was Nancy, and should we cut him down?
"Why did they make me read this book? I'm all depressed."
"What?" You see? I really am not verbally very strong in real life.
He holds out Brave New World. "I just finished it. John hung himself, and I'm not happy right now. It's the last day of vacation and I'm not happy. Why did they do that to me?" He goes into the living room and starts playing Moonlight Sonata mournfully. I'm sitting there thinking that he has three books to read for AP English and if he just finished Brave New World that means he has two left.
And school starts tomorrow.
The next book is THe Scarlet Letter, another cheerful little tale. |
