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Thursday, April 15, 2004
Have been reading this book White Oleander. As you all might know, it was made into a movie recently, starring Alison Lohman as Astrid and Michelle Pfeiffer as Ingrid, Astrid's mother. Ingrid's mother is an exceptional beauty. But beneath the beauty lies a coldness and poison. Just like a white oleander. Ingrid is a single mother who singlehandedly took care of Astrid for a good part of her life before being sentenced to a maximum security jail for 30yrs for killing her lover, Barry Kolker. I havent read much of the book. But I cant help but pity Astrid. In the beginning of the book she mentioned that her mother is none in the least curious about her. I wonder how any 12 year old would feel if he/she knows that his/her mother is none in the least interested in him/her. Pure living hell. Dont think I'd ever want a life like this. But if I were in that position, I dont think I'd be as timid as Astrid.Rather than be a small and weak seedling, I'd be tough.Tough as a rock. Tough and resilient as a big fir tree. Only then can I fight.
A winter's day-
in a deep and dark December
I am alone-
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock, I am an island.
I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mity
That none may penetrate
I have no need of friendship
friendship causes pain
It's laughter and loving I disdain
I am a rock, I am an island
Don't talk of love
but I've heard the word before
It's sleeping in my memory
I won't disturb the slumber of the feelings that have died
If I never loved I never would have cried
I am a rock, I am an island
I have my books
and my poetry to protect me
I am shielded in my armour
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb,
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock, I am an island
And a rock feels no pain, and an island never cries.
*| 9:01 PM |*
