Δευτέρα, 28 Αυγούστου 2006

27.8

On Monday morning, the birthday boy was walking to school with another boy. They were passing a bag of potato chips back and forth and the birthday boy was trying to find out what his friend intended to give him for his birthday that afternoon. Without looking, the birthday boy stepped off the curb at an intersection and was immediately knocked down by a car. He fell on his side with his head in the gutter and his legs out in the road. His eyes were closed, but his legs moved back and forth as if he were trying to climb over something. His friend dropped the potato chips and started to cry. The car had gone a hundred feet or so and stopped in the middle of the road. The man in the driver's seat looked back over his shoulder. He waited until the boy got unsteadily to his feet. The boy wobbled a little. He looked dazed, but okay. The driver put the car into gear and drove away.
The birthday boy didn't cry, but he didn't have anything to say about anything either. He wouldn't answer when his friend asked him what it felt like to be hit by a car. He walked home, and his friend went on to school. But after the birthday boy was inside his house and was telling his mother about it-she sitting beside him on the sofa, holding his hands in her lap, saying, "Scotty, honey, are you sure you feel all right, baby?" thinking she would call the doctor anyway-he suddenly lay back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and went limp When she couldn't wake him up, she hurried to the telephone and called her husband at work. Howard told her to remain calm, remain calm, and then he called an ambulance for the child and left for the hospital himself.
Of course, the birthday party was canceled. The child was in the hospital with a mild concussion and suffering from shock. There'd been vomiting, and his lungs had taken in fluid which needed pumping out that afternoon. Now he simply seemed to be in a very deep sleep-but no coma, Dr. Francis had emphasized, no coma, when he saw the alarm in the parents' eyes. At eleven o'clock that night, when the boy seemed to be resting comfortably enough after the many X-rays and the lab work, and it was just a matter of his waking up and coming around, Howard left the hospital. He and Ann had been at the hospital with the child since that afternoon, and he was going home for a short while to bathe and change clothes. "I'll be back in an hour," he said. She nodded. "It's fine," she said. "I'll be right here." He kissed her on the forehead, and they touched hands. She sat in the chair beside the bed and looked at the child. She was waiting for him to wake up and be all right. Then she could begin to relax. [
εδώ ολόκληρη η ιστορία].
a small good thing, η πιο συγκινητική απ' τις μικρές ιστορίες του short cuts του raymond carver που περιλαμβάνει το βιβλίο που συνοδεύει την έκδοση της ταινίας του robert altman, στην θαυμάσια έκδοση της criterion...
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wraio ! ti akrivos akoysame ?

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xe xe

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ένα μιξ από τρία άλλα μιξ για το ρόδον fm.
:)

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Γιατί μου ζητάει να κάνω εγγραφή για να το κατεβάσω;

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δεν ξέρω γιατί, και σε εμένα ζητάει!

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το πρώτο κομμάτι ειναι κομμάταρα!!
τι είναι;

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Ανέβαζε με RapidShare, βρε παιδί μου. :-)

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το πρώτο κομμάτι; τρία μαζί! fovea hex στα φωνητικά, theodore στο "χαλί"...και ολίγος caruso!

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auto to mix einai supah dupah kai xei kai sup-a-dup!

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ουαου!
απίστευτο!!!

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Τίποτα. Το βιολί μου εγώ... :-Ρ

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mr tourist, to exo kai se cd...

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mr tourist, to exo kai se cd...