I'm up for a Creative Writing Hour - or I will be - pre dawn or dawnish here in Aotearoa New Zealand.
I'm so pleased about Michael Magee and would love to read his book.
Like you, I feel sad and frustrated by those who think equal outcome is equally obtainable. Equal opportunity to me means shelter, food, and paying the bills without stress.
On that note, I gave a coin to a homeless man the other day. He wanted to hug and I declined explaining I don't hug any stranger, I'm just not that touch safe, but we had a virtual hug. Then he ran up to my car, motioning for me to wind down the window. My son was in the passenger seat and homeless man addressed him, advising my son to study, 'to not turn out like me'. 'You are a good man,' I said, tearing up. 'Good and kind.'
When I worked as a young reporter in Europe thanks to an amazing Paris-based scholarship, I always interviewed the poor - the people of the streets, the people of the fields. I learned so much from them.
Whether a country is successful or not is best gauged by interviewing not those at the top but those who live on the ground.
Hattie, thanks for the recommendation. As a substack writer myself, I love hearing from readers, even if they don’t have anything profound to say. So “well done you!”
Happy birthday to your wonderful mom, Hattie :) Close to home sounds interesting, I'l have a look. Not many books tend to tackle social mobility, I find, and what a loss.
PS Happy Birthday to your mother. My great-grandad was Welsh, we go back to Rhossili 1520. And earlier. X
I'm up for a Creative Writing Hour - or I will be - pre dawn or dawnish here in Aotearoa New Zealand.
I'm so pleased about Michael Magee and would love to read his book.
Like you, I feel sad and frustrated by those who think equal outcome is equally obtainable. Equal opportunity to me means shelter, food, and paying the bills without stress.
On that note, I gave a coin to a homeless man the other day. He wanted to hug and I declined explaining I don't hug any stranger, I'm just not that touch safe, but we had a virtual hug. Then he ran up to my car, motioning for me to wind down the window. My son was in the passenger seat and homeless man addressed him, advising my son to study, 'to not turn out like me'. 'You are a good man,' I said, tearing up. 'Good and kind.'
When I worked as a young reporter in Europe thanks to an amazing Paris-based scholarship, I always interviewed the poor - the people of the streets, the people of the fields. I learned so much from them.
Whether a country is successful or not is best gauged by interviewing not those at the top but those who live on the ground.
I like your twee hands dude 😘 and I’m seeing that film tomorrow eve! I’m taking tissues!! Xx
Hattie, thanks for the recommendation. As a substack writer myself, I love hearing from readers, even if they don’t have anything profound to say. So “well done you!”
Happy birthday to your wonderful mom, Hattie :) Close to home sounds interesting, I'l have a look. Not many books tend to tackle social mobility, I find, and what a loss.
Yes, please! I will be there 😊
Big smiles at the end. I hope you had a wonderful movie date with your mom..