Maybe when your mother died young, you became instantly old.
Naomi Shihab NyeApparently people commonly died when their loved ones were out of the room. Bathroom break. Quick trip down to the cafeteria for a grilled cheese. It was easier to die if you didn't have family members to worry about at that exact moment.
Easier for the one who was dying, maybe.
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When allowed to return to the class, your feelings of humility and lonesomeness will render you a much finer student and person.
Naomi Shihab NyeYou're just setting yourself up for pain and anguish if you do something like that."
But pain and anguish were everywhere anyway. Might as well put them to good use.
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Or maybe his reclusiveness was a decisive marketing strategy-if you disappear, people are more interested in your work. You become a legend while you're still alive. Crouching behind a stonewall, or the post under a house...people are kneeling down to find you.
Naomi Shihab NyeMost days weren't clear when you were in them.
Naomi Shihab NyeWhat would it be like to be a turtle inside a shell hit by hailstones?
Naomi Shihab NyeBecause Ali did not want to see the deep pools of his kind teacher's eyes and fall into them. He didn't know how to swim.
Naomi Shihab NyeRemembering your mistakes more acutely than any minor success. This was the worst. The things that kept you up at night. Tip a waiter that was too small. The words that didn't fit the moment. Words that didn't come till to late. You could kill yourself in increments, punishing your spirit day after day-regret. Guilt. Not the guilt of the little girl who woke in the night embarrassed God was mad at her because she had ticked balls under her shirt, pretending to have breasts. "I even felt sexy." That was sweet, and pure, no crime at all. But the crime of obsessive replay-get rid of it, get rid of it. Who could ever have known that hardest punishments would be the ones you gave yourself?
Naomi Shihab NyeSkin had hope, that's what skin does. Heals over the scarred place, makes a road.
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