A Wee Bonny Life!
There is a small elementary school in Cleveland, Ohio that processed me through its doors so very long ago. That red brick school seemed huge to me back then. After all, it had two stories and I was as tall as a garden Gnome.
I remember looking out of the second story window in the 4th grade on a bright spring day. I was dreaming of some far away adventure. To a child, school is one of the last places you want to be on a spring day. Those were some very anxious days filled with daydreams and yearning for adventures. Looking back I could have done with a lot more study skills.
Having me in class was like having a high-strung puppy in a room full of hamsters. I was either full on or crashed. Here was my teacher trying to impart a little knowledge and all I could do was chew on my desk. My teacher was kind enough not to toss me out the window and make it look like an “accident”. Bless her kind heart.
Somehow the thought of that spring day popped into my head while I was walking down the street today. Adventure came my way and now I am sitting in Thailand. What am I doing here? Studying. Who says the god’s don’t have a sense of humor!
Have you stopped to think how “Blessed” you are in life?
I am not a religious person. God gives me a wide berth and I don’t make fun of most religions. Some just have it coming, but what can I say. So far our little arrangement has been working out just fine, thank you very much.
However, I was trying to find another word besides “Blessed” and the thesaurus is coming up a little light. The word blessed has a root word seeped in religious connotations. So, I doubt I feel very “anointed” these days. Fortunate comes to mind. Lucky, thriving, promising… Except they all seem to have a slightly different connotation than what I feel. Where is Cliff Claven when you need him?
Call it what you will. We all experience good and bad times in our lives. Overall it has turned into more than a “Skinny little boy from Cleveland Ohio” could have ever hoped for (with apologies to Alex Bevan!). I just don’t know what more I could ask for. I would feel guilty for even thinking about needing more!
Alex Bevan Skinny Little Boy From Cleveland Ohio – A song from 1977
Would You Trade Places?
I was walking in front of the JW Marriott on Sukhumvit Road when I noticed a man with several lovely Thai women in attendance. He was in front of the hotel, and three ladies were standing there, talking with him. He was a large black male in a very expensive suit. I noticed the suit because, first, it is humid as a hot house right now. Second, you can tell a well-cut suit even at a distance. This guy pulled it off with style.
Here I was going back to my $20 a night hotel room at the Atlanta Hotel, walking past a five star hotel. The Marriott is NOT a cheap place. I know, I went there for dinner one night. Actually, I was walking home from school, and I just thought I would get something western for dinner.
The salad was great, everything was made at the table, I mean the entire dressing was made from scratch at the table. Impressive. As good as the salad was, the Australian Shiraz had me thinking I had overdosed on a love potion. You know, that warm fuzzy feeling you get when a really good drink just warms you from the inside out. This was just one delicious glass of red. Oh yea!
I sat alone, finished my salad, reading a book, drinking my wine and enjoying a quiet moment. Fortunately, I stopped drinking at one glass. The kind lady brought the bill and I figured, that was a nice evening but between the salad and a glass of this wine my budget was shot. Another dinner at this place and I’ll be leaving Thailand early. Way too pricey for this humble trip.
So, looking at our distinguished gentleman, I thought, would I trade places with him?
Before you answer, let me add one more piece. I was walking back after hitting the gym. Covered in sweat during the hottest months, just finishing my work out, running, and walking a couple of kilometers back to the hotel. Our gentleman was sitting in front of a five star hotel, with three lovely Thai ladies attending him, while he was in a wheel chair.
I figured he was at the Bumrungrad International Hospital. Bangkok gets a lot of medical tourism. They offer great medical care at very low rates. People fly here from around the globe for treatments. The hospital is about two blocks away from the Marriott. He must have enough wealth for the flight, a stay at a five star hotel, medical treatment, and a three-lady escort back to the airport or wherever he was heading.
So, would you trade?
Not me. I may have a few pounds/kilos to lose, but I have always had great health. Just one more blessing in my life!