Yesterday's post reminded me of a show I recorded the other day 'Primetime: What Would You Do?' I cry every time I watch it. It's basically a hidden camera show where there are actors that portray the ugliest behaviors, racism, sexism, bullying, ageism, you name it. Then it catches people's reactions and how they step in to help, or ignore the situation.
Most of the time someone steps in and helps, this makes me so happy, so relieved that for the most part people care about each other. I know I have no problem saying exactly what I think needs to be said, when someone's behavior is totally inappropriate. Sometimes it isn't done with grace, but by George, sometimes something just needs to be said!
I guess sometimes it isn't "my place" or whatever, but I just know that if I was on the other end of some of the abuse going on out there, I would want someone to stand up for me, with me.
Maya Angelou said “If you find it in your heart to care for somebody else, you will have succeeded.” I hope you too, can stand up and care for a stranger, a friend, or a loved one when the situation demands it. The rewards will overflow you cup.
Yes, you read that right. Why is it everytime I watch a flash mob, I begin to sob? Okay, not the zombie mob types, but the ones like these. Any one else feel this way?
And one for the season.
I can't put my finger on it, is it the sheer number of people involved, the comradery, the shock the surprise? Something about these makes me laugh and cry at the same time. What do you think about Flash mobs?
The past five days have gone by fast and furious! My mom, Dad and one of my sisters came to visit Thursday. We had such a nice visit! My mom and I totally re-did my bedroom, and read it here....We actually have a real room, it doesn't look like a college room anymore! I am so excited. It's not fancy, but comfy, organized and relaxing! Okay, so there is one other project that is left to be completed, but I should finish it very soon. I'll post pictures when It's done!
J-, my sister helped with some laundry and we watched some great movies together. That is her favorite thing, she will be a director and/or a screenplay writer one day. She is so smart, always looking at the camera angle, the way dialoge is delivered, and the way the actors take their position and the effect it has on the audience. We also made some cool earrings together, we picked out glass beads together and from the same materials came up with totally cool, but different earring designs.
J- was supposed to take the train home Sunday night because she wanted to stay one day extra and my mom and dad left Saturday p.m. Well, don't we all just love Amtrak? (J- likes to take the train when possible, she feels it is more rustic, romantic and relaxing. Plus she can sit back read and dream.) I know we do, especially when all of the trains on Sunday Nights seem to run about 1.5-3.0 hours LATE! This is the second time we tried to get J- home on a train when we have run into this. Both times were Sunday nights. Not. doing. this. again.
Long story short Daddy ended up driving back here to pick her up mid-day. We had a nice lunch together and said "Bon Voyage".