Sunday, 30 November 2008
To make Caroline Smile
For Caroline Boulay in Granville, Normandy, France.
Bonjour ma petite, (you know my French is almost zilch, just a few kind words. Monsieur can do a better job).
Caroline and I used to work in the same factory in Leicester and this young girl and this elderly lady have shared many happy hours and many not-so -happy times. But we became good friends and have been so for the last 3-4 years even after I stopped working and Caroline moved on to several other jobs.
She came many times to our house for lunch (and you do love my tomato soup and sardine pastry don't you?) Every time she comes over , Caroline asks for permission to smoke and we will open the kitchen door and she will have her rolled up cig in the backyard. Each time we also nag her to quit smoking and we do know she tries tres, tres hard.
Caroline has become our 'anak angkat' (adopted child). And she's a bright young woman who had to stop her baccalaureate because of illness. But she's a brave and beautiful child!!!
Caroline, in your e-mail you sound hurt by life's experience and you "wonder what love is." I worry that you may give up on love - please don't -because you have so much in you that's sweet and wonderful.
So, I thought I'd send you this song on my blog. Sorry it's in Engleesh, knowing how you feel about them. But it's a lovely OLD song (1934) like Maizie and Monsieur. So, I have included the lyrics.
Love is the sweetest thing
What else on earth could ever bring?
Such happiness to everything
As Love's old story.
Love is the strangest thing
No song of birds upon the wing
Shall in our hearts more sweetly sing
Than Love's old story.
Whatever hearts may desire
Whatever life may send
This is the tale that never will tire
This is the song without end.
Love is the strongest thing
The oldest, yet the latest thing.
I only hope that fate may bring.
Love's story to you.
A tout a l'heure