Anita Wirawan

I can tune okay (or maybe a little less than that) without a tuner but don’t to it unless I have to. And since I downloaded a guitar tuning app for my phone I never actually have to anymore lol.

Laziness might beat me on this goal, though I hope it won’t.

Posted a story from the past on my blog, it’s a memory that comes back to me often but today I realized something new about it.

I did my best to tell the story in a clear way while still giving people a feel for what happened that day:

In middle school there was a girl from my gym class whose face was badly scarred from a fire. She walked around like nothing was different about her but she always seemed to be alone too.

One day she got in a disagreement with someone during class and they traded arguments and insults back and forth like kids do when they’re fighting.

Finally she got the upper hand in the argument and turned back to go to her locker, victorious. But as she was walking away the other person said slowly and with deliberate enunciation: ‘Burnt bitch.’ You could almost see the t’s in each word suddenly sticking like daggers out of her back.

The whole locker room fell silent right away and there was even someone who gasped in the background.

Only today when I was thinking back on this did I realize that she was so close that she must have heard everything. She never looked back or showed any reaction, but that tells it all doesn’t it?

Stories are everywhere and it’s not just people that have stories.

Places and things have their stories to tell too, though you have to listen in a different way.

The world is more interesting when you listen to it’s stories :).