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paul wants me to read "oh-aitch-comma-space-tee-aitch-eee-space-pee-ell-ay-see-eee-ess-space-why-oh-you-apostrophe-ell-ell-space-gee-oh-exclamation-point" by "dee-are-period-space-ess-eee-you-ess-ess" to him. all this spelling is making me sleepy. paul doesn't quite have the hang of lowercase letters, so i had to help him out. (on capital letters he's a pro, mind you, but caps lock isn't all that common in children's books.)
it wouldn't be so bad if he let me read more than two pages' worth:
... for people just waiting.
waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a yes or now
or waiting around for their hair to grow.
everyone is just waiting.
waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for a friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their uncle jake
or a pot to boil, or a better break
or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or another chance.
everyone is just waiting.
i read these two pages four times before paul yanked the book away and demanded a "diff'rent one." just as well because i was starting to read into it and feel sheepish about the places i didn't go. which is totally what i don't need on my 31st birthday.