The Humanity in Us -- From the very First Second of Life
Now you are born...
Is November the 5th, 1962. The time? 7:45 a.m. Mom was rushed to the hospital with no delay. Two years ago, I was told about that "experience of a lifetime" day....funny how all was revealed in a normal conversation with mom and siblings.
8:10 a.m. - NOV 5TH 1962
Nurses knew my mom was holding me inside until she got on that stretcher, being literally rushed around the corner of that I.C.U. hallway. Coming to this world around the corner of life?
As soon as my mom felt secured on that bed, she was told to breath and push. Grandmother told mom the night before, " Just open your thighs all the way and relax."
Brain learning and listening to Mom...
Sequential Genome codified... locked...!
To be honest I don't remember a bit about that moment. However, mom told me that I was a quiet baby, who did cooperate with the nurses. The doctor that slapped my behind with no bad intention (I wish I knew his name) should've been reading right now. I guess I did breathe for the first time and cried. I can tell you for sure what mom told me:
"Oh my... His lips are so rounded. He is really an angel..."
So, That Was Me?
Thinking and seeing this scene in slow motion, makes me wonder... when did I inherit my mom's ways? Maybe nine months before? I know for sure that mom read and sang to me when I was in that claustrophobic space of life. She shared with me emotional moments two years ago. And the albums and pics came out to light.
(pause, tears, break-time...)
I believe that the world is going insane due to the lack of love. If you were born in a distressful environment, you would have had to adapt yourself, and face the world from birth. My family and my ways were casted upon me from the very beginning.
An Idea For The World
Just get in a room a toddler from each country like: Iran, Romania, Ukraine, Ghana, The U.S., Argentina, Mexico, England... and the whole world. Start sharing music, activities and friendship. Forget about their parents waiting outside all mad.
Forget about religions and politics. I believe that these future citizens of the world would be able to change the planet somehow. But, since this is only a dream... All the kids would have to go back straight to their parents after their first life changing lesson.
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Education handed out at the right time
I was lucky enough to be surrounded by love at its finest; care was given abundantly!
All sort of positive feelings were instilled. And of course our favorite T.V. cartoons--- from the "Flinstones" to "Bugs Bunny." Star Trek came right on time, but saw it on syndication around the early 70s.
Here is when good memory comes to us with no problem. I remember asking my mom if she did register me at that grammar School mentioned by my older cousins, because I was already bored at home and wanted to have my new books and uniform -- I started my grammar years in a Catholic School. From age five I would ask mom all kind of questions, because TV was there to keep me frustrated -- Yes, I did jump like Superman from a second floor. Yikes!
"Why Combat?" I asked my mom, "why nobody was really killed in that series starring Vic Morrow?" She would answer back politely, but not before checking with dad at times.
My first day in school was a disaster; Yeah mamma's boy wanted to go back home with her. Suddenly, school was a reality, and I "was lost in space."
You might say, Joseph is a good math teacher. But math was like chinese until I turned 14.
Feeling the reading
What we transmit through the word right now, will be felt one day with new technology that is here. We already can experience Star War remastered in 3D. And some movies go the extra mile with special effects and that "IMAX" touch.
Back to us. What I wanted to share was the very beginnings of Joseph A.K.A LDC. We, as humans are prone to change by influences and some unexpected situations. Joseph was born on the right time, 1962. Civil rights, love, freedom, cold war and Watergate. Technology was akin to our spirit. I was carrying my T-ruler to college in 1982. Totally nerd myself; today all is 3D- CAD.
Why Are We Here?
I refer to Joseph as a group of minds. So we can write on different topics. The times were right and the parents did their best to give us education. Times were hard, and we experienced loses and heart breaking. So why are we here?
Simple: we just want to share our thoughts and have fun. We want to give back what life gave us with a smile. We all are definitely different and have our ways. We respect our friends and admire our ladies. Where are we heading? We don't really know. We are driving this 2011 Nissan... down the corner of "feelings and unstoppable emotions." I see on the horizon great opportunities and an adventurous journey!
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