There's a character called Rolf, a foreigner, and he refers to himself as the son of a sheperd. I don't know why something so obscure stuck with me for so many years, but I guess some things just do. I guess it takes me back to a time when I was younger and I didn't have as many responsibilities. Nowadays I gotta worry about things like groceries, gas prices, rent, utility payments, work, school, etc. When you're younger you don't worry about these things. You wake up and assume that food will just be there ready to eat. It makes me appreciate even more the things that my parents did for me. We may not have been rich but they sure made me feel like I was. If I wanted some cap'n crunch there it was. Now I gotta buy it myself and cereal is expensive! Lower the goddamn cereal prices already.
Where was I going with this again? Oh yeah the name of my blog, son of a sheperd, was inspired by this guy.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EsgSvky7muc
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Osvaldo,
ReplyDeleteNice blog. How would you use a blog to teach?
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