As we talked about and read in the poem we discussed today, life is funny. You don’t exactly expect that your favorite professor will have trouble breathing at a cookie decorating party, nor that suddenly the responsible one has to be you (Katia, you know this feeling, I’m sure). However, I’m glad I was able to be there for Dr. Scanlon. I bring this all up to say that, however much of a cliche it is, life is funny. Maybe not hilarious, something more like interesting and possibly amusing, at times. You never know what situations you will find yourself in and how your past experiences and trauma will play into that. When we were reading the poem today, I kept thinking about how easily I find myself in unusual situations and how these have shaped my personality today. Because that’s just it–just like how Vuong has these concepts of light-hearted humor next to ideas of terribly tragic things, life hurls the weirdest, unorganized things your way. One minute, you might be laughing at how someone is struggling to decorate a cookie and the next, you’re in a situation where someone’s life could be in your hands.
Anyways, I’m sorry for exposing you, Dr. Scanlon, but I thought I should share how I connected today’s reading with our experience. And needless to say, I’m glad that you’re okay!!!