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The summer has reduced me to a sensitive, emotional wack-job. I was watching Muppets in Manhattan last night and I was reminded that the first time I saw this movie I cried in happiness when Kermit and Miss Piggy got married. Then I also remembered that I cried the first time I saw The Little Mermaid when Ariel become a mortal and left her father in the sea. All my thinking about crying led me on the verge of tearing up imagining when I'd leave my dad to marry a man, all of this crazy thinking happened at the movie's wedding scene too-what a quinky dink. So Joan and I went to the Schemitzun (it's the daddy of all pow-wows in north america) today and we got there in time to watch the Grand Entrance of all tribes. Seeing 500 tribes of men, women, and children in all their colorful & featherful & leathery goodness, it just about made me cry to see such beautiful people dressed up in their regalia. Like Daisy in The Great Gatsby where she burst into tears after seeing all of Gatsby's colorful shirts. I don't know what's happened to me. It's past that time of the month too.
Replies: 1 Comment where'd everyone go? haha Posted by Erma @ 08/26/2002 06:36 PM EST
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