Saturday, August 15, 2009

one word electrolux: itch

-ycoo park
all the hoi polloi

the hoidy doidy

the polyester paisley

college prep preppers

in their calomine


we instigate

by push & shove,

we enable


copious mongrel effluence

we envision

the better days

through the hi

dee-hos of our

eternal youth.



Blogger Teresa said...

Too much time at the Instituto looking at the small faces of the college prep preppers the eternally young scions of the hoi polloi, the hoidy doidy (I always that it was toity) in their polyester paisley and calomine duck boot waders giving you an itch, Murat? Are you deveolping an allergy to your job of instigating, pushing, shoving, enabling, and envisioning better days for your students? That would really be too bad!!!

11:05 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

T: It's toity and hoity, of course: the "d" cousins were used for effect, almost a little howdy doody thrown in.

No itch, though I love the song "Itchycoo Park." If there is conflict chronicled here, it's in the inner dance hall dance between love and belief and trust and faith and growth and the cauldron of the day to days that sometimes obscures the beauty all around.

6:13 PM  
Blogger Teresa said...

Aah. Where would Texans be if they can't say "howdy"?

Glad you don't have an itch to leave the Instituto. I was a little worried at some comment you made about counting the days to Thanksgiving on another post this week. It's very soul-shriveling to be engaged day to day in something one cannot stand.

7:34 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

No, indeed. What I'm commenting on is the incredible speed at which the school year flies. The love is there: I'm there into my dotage.

9:28 PM  
Blogger Teresa said...

that's a long way away! Glad that time flies so fast for you as you're having fun.

9:46 PM  

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