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InteGRATion into
GRATeFULLness
Singing&Sounding keeps me Sound
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Russian lyrics: |
tune: Leib Schwarz |
Usually
people sing only the first stanza, or a mixture of the first and the second one, but I so much love the original song... |
2011
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En-JOY-ing
and growing with Mika and my Family following the documentation "Mika's Heaven on Earth", inserted since Song Game 2007_01_01 |
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April 20-27, 2011 :
In Sao Paulo - the gigantic city named after "the holy" Jew Paulus
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from Song Game 2007_08_10
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How fortunate, that I dared to open the curtained window next to me exactly in this moment of sunrise! Immanuel later said, that we must have been west of Dakar, the capital of Senegal |
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In Abba's Cockpit....
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We arrived at Sao Paulo on April 21, 2011, at 9 AM, while
in Israel it was 3 PM.
Together with the crew and the service-team we took a busride of almost an
hour to Hotel Tivoli.
Immanuel, who was not only on duty as a pilot, but had all the
time to take care of our logistics,
could relax - we did get two rooms side by side, one for Abba, Imma, Mika,
one for me and Tomer.
Often during the rest of that day and the following days Mika came to play
with me in our room.
There was a cosy corner, in which she arranged her first "mákhanae",
her first "Camp".
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Of course, I was invited into the "mákhanae", and Mika made her first of many photos.
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Water below, glass above, reflections of trees, of plants inserted in pretty walls...
The next day, Friday, April 22, 2011, a car awaits us in front of the hotel:
It's Katy, a friend of my stepson Joel, who had taken care of Immanuel before.
She would drive us to a village of artists and artifacts.
More than by the "still" artifacts or the
pretty architecture of the village I was impressed by this live show:
"They are probably Indians from Columbia,
illegal !" explained Katy, and she was
right.
In between taking care of her baby, the woman played the flute and the drum:
multi-tasking.
Opposite the small crowd around the musicians, we
drink coffee.
See the trees and houses behind Immanuel and Mika!
Later we meander along a street and discern a man who plays the guitar beautifully.
He is all alone, - and this was, by the way, one of my "sufferings"
during all our stay:
People want to sell, people want to be listened to, and so often there is
no one there to receive.
Not so in this case, Immanuel - a guitar player himself - is delighted and
goes over to the man.
While he is buying the musician's CD., we , too, approach, and then "the
law" fulfills itself:
Where there are two persons, a crowd will gather.
It's like in
our song: "You and I shall change the
world, you and I, then will come all."
Next to Immanuel and Katy I see a blonde woman and a dark couple,
I delight in the ethnic diversity of Sao Paulo, which seems to be greater
than that of Israel.
"But there is much discrimination going
on", my son warned me.
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We had dinner in a German (!) Restaurant ["Biergarten"...]
in that village,
but what I want to remember of this, is how Abba and Mika played...
It was "Good Friday", and the church bursting with people, as we
could see through the open doors,
but what I was interested in was a tiny chapel dedicated to a strange figure:
Lazar, one of the three resurrected from the dead by Jesus, or so it is believed.
Since I have this strange nostalgia to little chapels since I was a child,
I had the naive idea to bring Mika in and let her sit in front of the altar.
I've hardly see her so adamantly opposed to something! She ran out!
Back in our hotel, towards the fall of darkness
(much sooner after sunset than in ISrael, leave alone in Europe),
I took Mika down to the hotel pool, which I had tried out already the day
before.
When she came out, she began to dance, all alone along the rim of the pool.
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Immanuel, who joined us, and I had an important talk,
while Mika installed herself in one of the "tents".
Soon enough, they played again, father and daughter...
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The next day, Shabbat, April 23, 2011, we intend to drive
to the Atlantic Ocean.
It was Katy's recommendation and Immanuel talked 3 times with a taxi-driver.
And yet, when he came, there was space only for 4 passengers.
So we wait.... negotiations, then another bigger taxi, but also only for 4
people.
We give up. Mika will sit on one of her parents' lap or on both laps.
We did not imagine, how hard this would become on our way back.
[See Immanuel's letter to Katy , and see my coping in
Nourishment>April 30 + May 2-3, 2011]
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The next day we were waiting too, I don't remember for
what.
I discern the contrast between mother/daughter above and mother/daughter below.
That's how our moods can change, like the waves of the sand on the beach,
Mika's photo.
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Continuation of "En-JOY-ing
and Growing with Mika and my Family"
- after 08_12 dedicated
to Ya'acov; then 08_13 about Shavuoth
2010; then 08_14 dedicated to Ayelet;
then my birthday 08_15 -
in SongGame
2007_08_16