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Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Little Girl Dream

If you had asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up at 7 or 10 or even 14, I would have told you a stock car driver. My big childhood family outings were to watch the Cubs lose at sunny Wrigley Field and to go to the races. I loved the speed, the deafening loudness of the laps. I wanted to be the first woman stock car driver. A Petty blue car. The number 11. My own pit crew. A girl playing with the big boys.

I’m glad I wasn’t afraid to tell anybody that I dreamed of growing up wild.

While I was traveling, I read Maggie's poem Pink Little Girl and a few beautiful lines have stuck with me...

Quiet little girls
With pink and proper dress
Grow up wild and tattooed...

Read it! It’s great.

I'll come back to blogging about safari and Timbuktu soon. Meanwhile, I'm booking my next trip. Here to Toyko to Bangkok to Dhaka to Kathmandu and back again.

12 Comments:

Blogger bobealia said...

For some reason, I just read your entire post without really understanding a word of it. I'm so tired. You might as well have been writing in another language. I'll be back when my brain is functioning.

7:56 PM  
Blogger jen said...

lucia...can i come? i'll only bring a backpack..

10:29 PM  
Blogger Hulai said...

Oh that trip sounds fun! I love the blog! I am such a tom boy. Love baseball! My family loves stock car racing, I can only watch it in spurts, but I bet its fun when you are there!

12:54 AM  
Blogger jen said...

no. seriously. i'll buy the avocados.

9:40 AM  
Blogger Maggie said...

Lucia, thanks for the plug. Im so happy the poem has stuck with you. I love your tom-boyish dream of being the girl playing with the big boys. I'd say the travelling girl is having a wild grown-up life! Flitting here and there. :-)

9:42 AM  
Blogger Susan as herself said...

That upcoming trip sounds fascinating.

As for the stock car driver---interesting child career choice. I wanted to be a doctor for a few years, and I had a see-through plastic model of the human body that had removable organs.

11:32 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Being that I greew upin Illinois..I too remember oh, so many times watchign the Cubs lose. ;)

Steve~

12:01 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Holy, crap, Lucia, a tour all around North Korea with them up to no good? You really are a saint.

12:17 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh yeah, you got another Cub fan here, in central NY, and I wonder if Lou is gonna make a difference?

12:18 PM  
Blogger Lucia said...

Bobealia: Been there. Do come back.

Jen: You can guess how many offers I get for traveling companions, bag carriers, security guards, etc.

Hulai: Get to the stock car races. Big fun!

Hulai & Maggie: Interesting that tom boy comes out of this...because tom boy I'm not.

Susan: Are you sure that's the only reason you had the see-through body model? Hmmm?

Steven & GR: One has to be made out of tough stuff to be a Cubs fan!

GR: North Korea? Nope. Bangladesh and Nepal. In Mali, someone wrote me a letter in French that I call my "saint credentials." But that's another story.

1:55 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Well, I know, Lucia, not exactly NK, but the neighborhood. You are so all-American, but go such interesting places.

2:20 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

wait some one mentioned avacados!! Im in now!!!!

1:23 AM  

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