Saturday, September 19, 2009

Push



reading halfway the novel Push

read it mainly because of the upcoming movie 'Precious' starred by Mariah Carey and it received great acclaim so far. The movie won't be shown until November. Glad that I get the chance to get the book at the library.

i love the characters, so real and you can just feel like you can appreciate so much based on small little things or you can pity yourself because the reality sucks every single day...so what's so precious with the virtue of reality?

a paragraph from the book would like to share:

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"Song playing in my head now, not rap. Not TV collors flashing funny noise pictures in on me, scratching and itching in my brain at the same time. I see a color I don't know the name for, maybe one like only another kind of animal that not human can see. Like butterflies? I as Ms Rain tomorrow do butterflies see colors. Song caught on me like how plastic bags on tree branches. I sit on my bed. New picutre on wall now, I got Alice Walker up there with Harriet Tubman 'n Farrakhan. But she can't help me now. Where my Color Purple? Where my god most high? Where my king? Where my black love? Where my man love? Woman love? Any kinda love? Why me? I don't deserve this. I not crack addict. Why I get Mama for a mama? Why I not born a light-skin dream? Why? Why? It's a movie, splashing like swimming pool at Y, in my head. I see Abdul running away from me, he is like little animal running toward a cliff, I am running running too, all over is clowns with evil eyes laffing at me I can't run fast enuff, the music is playing louder now I going off cliff myself now, maybe I don't come back. Don't see Abdul. A huh! A Huh! I can't breathe! Song loud now real loud. I stop running. It's grass green all aroun'. I listen to song, I can hear it now. It's Aretha. I always did wish she was my mother or Miss Rain or Tina Turner; a mother I be proud of, love me. I breathe in, lay down on my bed. Bed, I remember, I finded for myself when Mama go off on me that last time. Aretha singing, "Gotta fine me an angel gotta find me an angel in my liifffe."

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