4/28/08
Okay.... I hope I just didn't say something awful in my title. After all, if Amores Perros can translate as Love's a B***H... then instead of LOVES ANTS, I could have said.... any thing...?
Tonight for extra credit in my Spanish class I watched the movie Amores Perros or Love's a B***H. Watching it and writing a critique is worth adding one full percentage point to my overall grade.
As I did an online search for the director and cast, I read in two reviews how the English title translation is not accurate. However, just like the movie has three plots the title could be translated three ways.
I liked the contrast. Translating Amores as something wonderful, good, sweet, desirable. Perros as miserable and wretched. But why are dogs wretched? Isn't living a dog's life a good thing?
And I liked this dichos...Si tu historia acabó bien, explícalo en el canal de "amores". Si acabó mal, explícalo en "perros" (If your story turned out well, put it down to "amores." If bad, put it to "perros.")
Sounds like my life, somehow.
BUT...... isn't los perros the dogs? So.... if I have a terrible life, can I blame my problems on the dogs? And if I don't have a dog, do I have to go buy one, to have a dog to blame? IS this somehow where the phrase “Never kick a dog when it is down”, comes from?
Go ahead. Kick me one more time....
Monday, April 28, 2008
Thursday, April 10, 2008
SPRING
4/10/08
Yesterday, as I rode the bus to the University, I looked around at many of the people who were also riding the bus and I was grateful that no matter how bad my life seems at times that I had not fallen that far…… you, know it can always be worse.
At school, as I walked to my Spanish class I noticed ahead of me a bush with clusters of purple flowers. Hoping they were lilacs, and having time before my Spanish class, I walked to where they were. They were lilacs; which are possibly my favorite flower. I inhaled their fragrance and simply stood there enjoying them. Lilacs are so elusive, because they are here such a short time each spring.
After class, as I was rushing to catch the next bus, I again got side-tracked. This time it was a pathway lined with “popcorn” trees. They were so pretty. I turned down that path and stood several yards down the path. The white petals were gently falling like snowflakes all around me. I simply stood, quietly, enjoying their beauty and fragrance.
I love Spring.
Yesterday, as I rode the bus to the University, I looked around at many of the people who were also riding the bus and I was grateful that no matter how bad my life seems at times that I had not fallen that far…… you, know it can always be worse.
At school, as I walked to my Spanish class I noticed ahead of me a bush with clusters of purple flowers. Hoping they were lilacs, and having time before my Spanish class, I walked to where they were. They were lilacs; which are possibly my favorite flower. I inhaled their fragrance and simply stood there enjoying them. Lilacs are so elusive, because they are here such a short time each spring.
After class, as I was rushing to catch the next bus, I again got side-tracked. This time it was a pathway lined with “popcorn” trees. They were so pretty. I turned down that path and stood several yards down the path. The white petals were gently falling like snowflakes all around me. I simply stood, quietly, enjoying their beauty and fragrance.
I love Spring.
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