Dear People,
I am sending love to you, and I am expecting it back! It’s so fucking freaking cold, only 3 degrees of Celsius in Kraków. Am I the only one who is so freaking cold? I’ve been in my sheepskin coat( Top Shop, bought in a charity shop for only £20) at home for one hour after I came back from work/gym, watching a delightful movie with one of my favorite actresses Natalie Portman. Everyone knows her from a role of Matylda in Leon. And my mesmerizing passion to her as a person, actress and a woman grows and grows every time I watch a movie with her( soon i might expolode, is it called Oscar?). Today I watched Love and Other Impossible Pursuits which was so terribly touching. Was about how a woman goes through a relationship and life after a death of a three DAYS old child. She is incredible. Sometimes I wonder how actors know how to behave. I really doubt sometimes they have been through some much, they just know. Maybe it’s an instinct or just a passion for what they do, or both.
I love travelling, probably like most of us young people, haha. Sometimes, I wonder how is it in other part of a globe. Today for example I have checked Zanzibar, oh my God, those colors, beach, it looked just so amazing. I wanted to teleport-ate at this moment and be there. Can you just imagine? What do you think about teleportation? I think it’s very possible and maybe our grandsons will be using it one day. But just imagine move in 2 minutes from working at the desk in a Jewish district Kazimierz to sunny Zanzibar. I am curious what’s the smell of the wind over there. Anyone knows?
What I would like to talk about with you today is a book, but I want you to be prepared, because it’s a book about part of history witch happened actually few fat years ago, exactly in 1939. Yes, it;s about a second World War, specifying about Holocaust.
Before I will say anything I would like you readers to forgive me, for my very possible upcoming mistakes. I am Polish, I learned English in School and I was leaving in London for few years, but my grammar and vocabulary still play hoax on me, in that case I am glad to accept you pointing my mistakes out or if you can’t be bothered that’s fine with me as well. But my point is I am not English.
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Dear People, I am very very sleepy and I will be happy to be with you another time, and tell you about this book, which really made me appreciate what I have.
How persuasive you have to be, and how your worlds need to be puzzled to make one person kill other? In a name of a country’s freedom? I won’t be ever able to understand that.
A book written by Lyn Smith is told by people who survived Holocaust. But what they have been through sounds like I would imagine something would be going on in Hell( if hell would be existed).
art for you 