Thought #4: American Boy聽

Recently, I had an interesting discussion with a teacher about race. She was recounting a conversation she had had with a student of hers about the “typical American boy.” The way the girl was referring to this type of boy was resounding. And many may conjure an image such as this: 

  • Tall, blond, light colored eyes, handsome af, tough, white
  • Smart, chivalrous, parents love him, white 
  • Sporty, football, varsity, white 

But I’m not blaming or accusing anyone. These were adjectives came up with, of how imagine an “American boy.” 

And I thought to myself, I need to change my mindset.  

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“The truth is none of us are easy to date, deal with, or please all the time. We have our vices, attitudes, and way of doing things that make us who we are. You won’t like everything about somebody, it’s impossible. This is life and it isn’t about finding the perfect person, it isn’t about living some fairy tale. It’s about finding something you’re willing to work for, with somebody who’s willing to work with you, that simple. Find someone who has a heart for you and never stop fighting for them.” -unknown聽

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If I remember everything,

You鈥檒l say I misremembered this or that.

But I do remember some things

And if you鈥檒l indulge me just this once:

Rive Gauche-bound with erotic notions

Rapacious and acquisitive,

Impassioned and satisfied.

Sitting close together,

Tangled like the vines of the Tuileries.

Lethal doses of carnality,

Fiery and foolhardy,

Tender and coy.

Steam plumes,

Billowing like the trains of the Gare du Nord.

Lofty eyes and

Dulcet voices

My personal muse in Montparnasse.

-poem by Peter Lengyel

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