My Story I thought that I would tell the story about my life, but it is painful, so instead, I will write about current events whith perhaps back flashes.
|
Ok, here's a story. It is said that one cannot stop a baby from crying, however, my mother would try, it worked whith
me, however, when she was taking care of my sister's baby, he would cry when my mother tried to force feed him,
so when he would pause and suck in air in order to breath, she would shove food into his mouth, but worse case
was, when once he stated to cry at night, she shook the crib so hard that he stopped breathing. I got out of bed,
and while she was going through the phone book to find help, (the "Big Brother" 911 No. was not in effect as of yet),
I picked him up, he was blue, and stoked him gently while talking in a soft tone, He then started breathing again and his color
returned. Needless to say, I lived in constance fear and the dominance was undescribable, causing me to stutter and to be
ridiculed by everyone. That is one reason that I'm so adamant about speaking out to what I believe is the truth.
Friday night, Delta College, in Stkn.,Ca,, put on a play called "URINE TOWN". Delta Art Dept. is one of the best that I have seen, (so see,I CAN say something nice). It reminded me of th corked, corrupt system that we have in Stockton. (more later). Then Sat. UOP put on a play called "Dead Man Walking", which was pretty good, considering the constant "ego trip" by the staff. I got to meet the author.
|
I'm tired of the jokes "you know your old when". You know, I was not alive when Nicolas Testla invented the modern day electrical system or Einstein or Franklin Roosevelt or Will Rogers or George Washington or the first Ford car or the telephone and many other things and events, but I know about them. There is no excuse for the young people to be so uniformed, uneducated, except for the dumb teachers, stupid and dumb, except for the brainwashing buy the "news media" (J.E.W.s) that you have to have the Latest toy etc. I'm not going to give my age, I still think that I am young,(because I'm still trying to find a good woman, however, I'm older than some of the old bald bastards that are still trying to run your life "Woody".
|
There has been some question on "who" I am. Before I answer that, I will refer to some "famous" Men. But before I name them, I will
say, "everyone is conceived, born, nurtured, (suckled for nourishment, had to have diapers changed and taught/ educated etc).
Christmas
My parents not believe in "Christmas". Oh no, it wasn't because that they didn't believe in
"Jesus", but quite the contrae. You see, there is no date in which we know of his birth and
the whole "Christmas" thing is based on past "heathen" holiday. For example, the tree, no
tree for us. (Anyway, think about it, why drag a perfectly healthy tree inside to die?) Oh
yes, must not forget the "language". We could not sing "Silent Night" because it had the
word "virgin", (more on that later). So, please don't be harsh on me for some of my views..
Parents, hold the applause during concerts
I love most kinds of music. I almost know nothing about music or instruments, although I once
bought a piano and a saxophone and had a few lessons on each.
I have been to many concerts, but I have noticed a trend in youth concerts recently that bothers me:
Parents of the children in the concerts, no matter how bad they play, are constantly applauding in the
middle of the concert, to the point that you can't hear the music.
When I listen to a great piece, when someone will solo and drift off to where the next solo can come in
and blend with the previous one, premature applause can ruin the experience. I say this to give praise
to the kids that participated in Stagg's "Carol of Christmas." Although there was some applause in
the middle, it was more warranted, because all of the kids tried very hard to play their best, despite
some kids not being very good.
The event was very satisfying because it included the whole spectrum - singing, jazz, band and
orchestra.
Woody Alspaugh
Stockton