tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100513347252567500.post7780864465740855962..comments2023-10-17T13:33:51.141+02:00Comments on Something to Say: About Life in The Netherlands: Filling in the BlanksJenn in Hollandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02356887577439040747noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100513347252567500.post-71822541023519590792008-07-16T07:01:00.000+02:002008-07-16T07:01:00.000+02:00As I read this, I immediately thought of Oh, The P...As I read this, I immediately thought of <I>Oh, The Places You'll Go</I> by Dr. Seuss and that section leading up to and about the waiting place.<BR/><BR/><I>I’m sorry to say so<BR/>but, sadly, it’s true<BR/>that Bang-ups<BR/>and Hang-ups<BR/>can happen to you.<BR/><BR/>You can get all hung up<BR/>in a prickle-ly perch.<BR/>And your gang will fly on.<BR/>You’ll be left in a Lurch.<BR/><BR/>You’ll come down from the Lurch<BR/>with an unpleasant bump.<BR/>And chances are, then,<BR/>that you’ll be in a Slump.<BR/><BR/>And when you’re in a Slump,<BR/>you’re not in for much fun.<BR/>Unslumping yourself<BR/>is not easily done.<BR/><BR/>You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.<BR/>Some windows are lighted. But mostly they’re darked.<BR/>A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin!<BR/>Do you dare to stay out? Do your dare to go in?<BR/>How much can you lose? How much can you win?<BR/><BR/>And IF you go in, should you turn left or right . . .<BR/>or right-and-three-quarters? Or maybe not quite?<BR/>Or go around back and sneak in from behind?<BR/>Simple it’s not, I’m afraid you will find,<BR/>for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.<BR/><BR/>You can get so confused<BR/>that you’ll start in to race<BR/>down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace<BR/>and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space,<BR/>headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.<BR/><BR/>The Waiting Place . . .<BR/>for people just waiting.<BR/>Waiting for a train to go<BR/>or a bus to come, or a plane to go<BR/>or the mail to come, or the rain to go<BR/>or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow<BR/>or waiting around for a Yes or No<BR/>or waiting for their hair to grow.<BR/>Everyone is just waiting.<BR/><BR/>Waiting for the fish to bite<BR/>or waiting for wind to fly a kite<BR/>or waiting around for Friday night<BR/>or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake<BR/>or a pot to boil, or a Better Break<BR/>or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants<BR/>or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.<BR/>Everyone is just waiting.<BR/><BR/>No! <BR/>That's not for you!<BR/><BR/>Somehow you'll escape all that waiting and staying.<BR/>You'll find the bright places where boom bands are playing.</I><BR/><BR/>It is hard to wait. But sometimes, we need the reprieve wait gives us, don't you think?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100513347252567500.post-78203925046594113032008-06-17T23:39:00.000+02:002008-06-17T23:39:00.000+02:00I think about what I'm going to make for dinner an...I think about what I'm going to make for dinner and the shopping list that goes with it. I sometimes imagine parties in my head - who I would invite what I would serve.Flower Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08611806187828172442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100513347252567500.post-30243389915443474992008-06-17T21:41:00.000+02:002008-06-17T21:41:00.000+02:00I almost always have something to read, but often ...I almost always have something to read, but often I'm writing in my head, or figuring out a conundrum or whatever. I love waiting times, in general, except in doctor's offices or hospitals, because I just hate them so much it's hard for me to relax.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02362687820368214420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100513347252567500.post-53883130226344247592008-06-17T10:28:00.000+02:002008-06-17T10:28:00.000+02:00I find that showing up late is a great antidote to...I find that showing up late is a great antidote to waiting. Seriously, I always have something to read with me, so I do that or listen to music or take pictures. When I was a student I used to have flash-cards with me at all times. I think I learned most of my Greek and Hebrew words that way.1 Picture a Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17619156477550677437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100513347252567500.post-41934045615344932982008-06-17T08:24:00.000+02:002008-06-17T08:24:00.000+02:00Oh, I love that song...and waiting...and waiting.....Oh, I love that song...and waiting...and waiting...is one of the reason why I'm sick I guess.Sai Hijara - Ferrarishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05520502217532479038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100513347252567500.post-52704594830905660762008-06-16T20:00:00.000+02:002008-06-16T20:00:00.000+02:00I fill waiting time with books, iPod, eavesdroppin...I fill waiting time with books, iPod, eavesdropping on other people's conversations, suduko, blogging (shhh don't tell anyone), writing lists, daydreaming.....soccer mom in denialhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15779961065417497337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100513347252567500.post-25375734068026109062008-06-16T19:59:00.000+02:002008-06-16T19:59:00.000+02:00In addition to being adept at vertical napping - w...In addition to being adept at vertical napping - which I often practice while waiting - I either people watch, explore or read while waiting. Exploring means waiting somewhere other than a defined queue and reading is dependent upon knowing whether or not I would HAVE to wait and therefore brought reading material. Once I get my mind around the concept of having to be patient and wait, I'm usually pretty good at it.Jamihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17962802919604963474noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100513347252567500.post-28317718215387098952008-06-16T19:49:00.000+02:002008-06-16T19:49:00.000+02:00I carry either a book or a magazine with me at all...I carry either a book or a magazine with me at all times. Currently, it's The Yiddish Policemen's Union and the June 9th Newsweek (timelag from the States). I would carry an ipod, but I am always forgetting to recharge. <BR/>And right now, I am rooting for Turkey.I want to see what happens in the streets if they actually win the EM. But I like the color loyalty!G in Berlinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11168975470282994167noreply@blogger.com