Carmen
15 March 2003-10:31 p.m.
I'm tired. It's been a long week. But It's over, finally, and I can rest.
Today was our storytelling festival and I got to hear my favorite teller. This ia a woman that I absolutely LOVE to listen to. I would go to great lengths to hear her tell. Carmen Agra Deedy. Ever since the very first time I heard her, I've wanted to meet her. Today I got that chance. You know how sometimess you meet someone and you instantly adore them. This was one of those times. We were on hugging terms by this evening. She is wonderful, and just as much fun off the stage as on. In additon to getting to meet her, I also got to listen to her, and Lord I needed some fun today. I got it. She tells personal stories, about her life. She came to Decatur Georgia from Havana Cuba when she was three. Her stories about her, her mother, her children, are fantastic. She's one of the funniest women I've ever met, and I know some funny ladies. Her stories make me laughlike no one else's, and at the same time they can be so touching. So heartwarming, even as she's calling her littest girl an imp from satan. If I could, I would make everyone I know come with me to see her. Listening to her was something I needed. To really laugh, full bodied, tears streaming, sides hurting laughter. Both from watching her onstage and having the most delightful unch, with the most delightful people, I've had in a long time. I'm now dead dog tired, but wow do I feel good.