My OperaLouisiana Life.
Saturday, July 15, 2006 8:18:15 PM
When I was five, my mother wanted to teach me how to play piano. I said heck no and ran off into the woods to build a fort. When I was ten, my granny wanted me to take guitar lessons. I said heck no and and ran back onto the baseball field. Boy, was I stupid....
I was simplifying my life yesterday when I ran across an old cassette tape. I immediately recognized as it a project I had done in the eighth grade. 6th period in Mrs. McCarty's class was always fun for me. Everyone hated her, but I liked the fact that she was a total nazi.
We got along great. It helped that I was really into Louisiana history!
We were assigned three projects to choose from and I couldn't tell you what the other two were
now, but I chose to interview a few people. The first was Mrs. Helen Cambre, our neighbor.
Then I interviewed my father and mother. I made a production out of it with my little keyboard.
It's a glimpse at my childhood, my upbringing, and everything else that made me who I am today. That's because it's the one of only things left that exsists from then.
We didn't have fancy things like "video" cameras and stuff of that nature. We didn't have more than two TV channels until I was almost out of high school! It was good to be shielded from that, I guess.
My father worked as an environmental consultant in Baton Rouge, and I got choked up hearing his voice when he spoke of wetland restoration and pollution from the petrochemical industry. Everything he said still rings true and that was 15 years ago. If he were around today, maybe Katrina wouldn't have done so much damage to us.
My father died of brain cancer two years after this recording. He was 37.
Maybe that's why I became a radical activist.......
Please bear with the sound quality. Like I said, we didn't have great technology way back then in 1991. It's eleven minutes long just so you know. [/FONT][/COLOR]
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