gracecheung604 | write on time: If

Tuesday, August 11, 2009


Once, someone asked me to read to him...I felt weird reading out loud, seems like something you only did in school. But I was touched that he liked the sound of my voice, so I did it.
This was the poem:

If - by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

—Rudyard Kipling

The poem's end is the only thing I don't like. I don't want to be a man, I want to be a person!

The word If is so loaded...

I'll love you only if you do this for me, or
if only you could change, I would love you.
Made myself my usual comfort food dinner...chicken wings with hearts and giblets.I know it probably turns most people’s stomach, but I can’t help but crave and love it! Had to make rice too, because, really, how else are you going to soak up the sauce?
Had a fairly early night and a nice uneventful one. Turned off the TV and just chilled with some Café Del Mar and a very old “in Touch” magazine.

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