This because it's so passionate and because I've been swallowed whole by life and can't manage to post...this, written a few nights ago
By my 8-year-old daughter, Zoe
In the years 2005-2006 I’ve been noticing the pressure life gives you. The questions it asks. The things you do that tears the life apart. I’ve been noticing the fear in people’s eyes. I’ve seen tobacco in places that people don’t think you’re going to look because they’re hiding it from you. I’ve seen how people act when they’re caught smoking. I’m going to tell you a story of the way I’m thinking of it, but I’m not just going to tell you about tobacco and stuff like that. I’m going to tell you about the smoke that factories make because this is all about smoke. At the ending of the story I want you to think about how this is to your life. I want you to know that the smoke that factories make kill the fresh air, and the smoke that you inhale makes you get cancer and you get addicted to it. I want you to know how hard this is to let go of. Think about it and let’s let our story begin.
(we can only hope that the rest of the story is soon to follow. Maybe she's just watching me waiting to find out what happens.)
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8 comments:
oh, so cool, introspective touches the next generation. I love it, and I love her young rhythm.
and I hope life spits you back out to us soon. I miss your voice...
Beautiful and poignant and to the point. Lots of love here. That's what I see.
ah! zoe has her mother's way with words. thanks for posting this. miss you.
wow. such a gifted writer for her age. so great that she can get her thoughts on paper...
she has your gift.
you should be proud.
take care of you. please.
i do hope there's more story to come. i'm hooked.
Ay.
(I haven't forgotten I owe you an account of where I come from, but I've taken a couple stabs at it and have found it impossible to write anything coherent & succinct. But your account was very illuminating, thank you!))
Miss Zoe, you are a writer. Keep writing.
amazing writing! I was just listening to essays on reasons not to smoke and I wanted to poke my eye out while this leaves me wanting more...beautiful
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