Voices...

I used to have this lecturer at University – absolute arrogant prick – who was taking us through The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne. I had many issues with this book and it’s sexist, religious overtones. Yes, I know it was written decades ago but it pissed me off and I’m not one to nod and smile and agree something is good just because everyone else says it is. The lecturer and I used to get into arguments over the book. He liked it. I thought it was crap and my essays were written accordingly. Yes, I did pass that course. Anyway, this lecturer had the best voice. I think that’s why I argued with him. The course was dumb and it had no relevance to anything I would do later in life – he was arrogant but damn he had a beautiful, passionate voice. I believe it was the only reason I turned up to class.

Have you ever heard a voice that makes you get all hot and cold and trembling and you can’t remember what the hell you were saying and whatever it was it can’t have been as important as listening to that voice. It’s the type of voice that you hang on every word because you just want to. It’s a voice that is indescribable. It grabs at you and holds you and you know you will never forget the sound of them again. No? Me neither…just something I’m thinking about…

To all you mothers out there – have a great day and I hope that those you love appreciate how amazing you are in their lives. To those whose mothers have passed, I believe they never really leave our lives…they are still whispering in our ears to make sure we wear clean undies…and fold things properly…and did I teach you to iron like that? And toast for dinner? And sit up straight….comb your hair…you have such a pretty face…you’re not wearing that are you…

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