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August 1st, 2011 § Leave a Comment
My friend Leila published her first newspaper article NOT in a school or university publication. She published in the real world an article about dance. My last blog post was also about dance and the picture of the ballerinas reminds me of the picture of the ballerina on the front page of the Roseville Press Tribune, somewhere near the name “Leila Z. Mironova” (I didn’t know she had a middle name, especially not beginning with the letter Z).
My friend Leila started a blog, a blog about cheese. In it is the cheesecake we made together under my excited instruction. In it are pictures of us together, and just a year ago. I spent my morning with the meaning making in words that my friend Leila does. I spent yesterday evening with my friend Leila and her grilled cheese sandwich in a virtual meeting.
My friend Leila is dancing to this soft drumbeat on her toes, a drumbeat that is about to get louder and more ecstatic, a drumbeat that I hope to lose myself to with her. I smile and move my head to this soft drumbeat, seeing her softly move to it on her toes, smiling back at me. My friend Leila loves life, loves goodness, loves creative expression, loves food, loves writing, loves me. I love my friend Leila.
-Dror
