a writer friend of mine.

One of my best and most wonderful friends in the world is a writer and has an incredible, new-style family, mixed with 2 mom’s and a dad who is incredibly present, but only physically there several times a year.

All three members of the family are writers, and the mother is someone I follow consistently. Her words never cease to inspire and amaze me.

The most recent post on her blog is one I feel very compelled to share with all of you:

http://mamanongrata.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-will-i-dance-now.html

Please take the time to read it as I feel it is very important we are all aware that things like this continue to happen.

What is suppression?

Why do we insist of the mundane of beige same-ness in order to make ourselves feel complacent?

Where did the celebration of something evolved, different, or simply honest go?

My heart aches for stories like this. Since being in Prague, building this play with all the people I am working with, I have had the honor of watching some of the most amazing and honest expression i have seen in a long time. The people I am working with are people who understand what it means to know themselves, to be and feel alive in their imaginations, and go wild with it.

The show we created is an example of all our wild ideas combined. The music, the dancing, the costumes, the story, the purpose are all things that came collaboratively and organically out of each of us sharing and expressing ourselves.

I learned, very obviously, that I have such an intense fear of being honest in this way. it is so interesting, because this is how I used to play. My best friend Jenny, my brother, and I would spend day after day calling each other different names and seeing the lamp posts change and morph from light sources in the literal sense to magnificent jungle trees. I brought this imagination and expression to my work, and so I was successful. I built a life and a career around make believe, around sharing my insides with the outside. But somewhere in the last 10 years, I feel I have been lost. I feel I have ignored the value of my own internal representation. I chose to follow the rules of what is wanted from me rather than step to my own rhythm.

Consequently, I lost a part of me. A huge part of me. My sense of my self.

Insecurity abounds.

But in this last week, I have been surrounded by examples of artists that dance under the magical jungle trees until the wee hours of the morning. Artists that laugh at their failed ideas because they see it as the valley leading up to a mountain of inspiration.

My muscles are sore and my skills are atrophied, but I am so excited to get back to the practice of honest expression. I look forward to the film I am doing in June and I look forward to taking all that I have learned thus far on the journey back to Clark and Lois. I am grateful for the way lessons are taught in this life time. All you have to do is listen.

watch and listen.
impress and express.
think and create.
be joyful and grow.
evolve and dance.

xo
a

  • Grayson

    Allison,

    Keeping in tune with the inner child is always a challenge as we grow older, but being given the freedom to grow only helps enhance the importance of where we’ve come from. Luckily, as writers, actresses, and artists, the rules are wide open, and reconnecting with the pure reasons for our craft of choice can only bring more success.

    Thank you for the link to your friend’s writing, by the way…I always like finding new writers!

  • http://twitter.com/Tara_Williams09 Tara Williams

    I’m sitting here in tears after reading that story. We live in a world where school systems, governments, and daycares, are telling us how to raise our children. We are told we live in a country where we are free to express our beliefs and religions. But, that is only to a fine extent. As a parent, we should not allow anyone to tell us how to raise our children and what beliefs we should place into their heads and their hearts. For a child is and forever will be tomorrow’s future! Let’s teach them well!

  • Isabel

    Great read. Thanks for posting.

  • Jade Ruby

    Here it is, as we are dragging along on your coattails, you find growth. And with this experience, you also are willing to share so others can learn.

    I sit back and feel my feelings for you, but there is a world who is involved with how your sharing of life chages is proceeding.

    Love,

    Jade Ruby

  • Clinton

    It is a terrible thing when someone is penalised just because they don’t fit into what someone else considers “right” or “normal”, such as what happened to that little boy.

    I really can’t stand it when this sort of thing happens, when people just assume that they are right, that they are helping the situation by stepping in, that the situation actually needs helping at all. They do this without stopping for a second to consider what they are doing, or what the ramifications might be, they do it, whatever it is, in ignorance of any true knowledge about the situation.

    These things happen all the time, both in situations like the one your friend described and also in everyday life. If you aren’t careful you end up getting put into a box by people, that says:

    “This is you, and this who you areand always will be”

    and if you aren’t careful to discourage this perception that people have, it gradually closes in on you to the point where even you yourself is convinced that this is who you are and who you always will be. You get stuck in a rut and essentially end up typecasting yourself in that role far more effectively than anyone else ever could.

    The test is, as you have found yourself Allison, is breaking free of that mould, and relearning what it means to be yourself again, and not just the person you’ve been made to think you have to be.

    For myself, I never had much individuality to begin with, its only been in the last 8 or so years that my life has actually started [I'm 28], but it took me a long time to get to where I am now, to the person I am now. Though having said that, I wouldn’t change that long prgression of time for anything, I would keep it exactly as it was, because any more or less time may not have lead me to this moment of today.

    Anyways, sorry for rambling, have a habit of that, just wanted to share my thoughts.

    Wish ya the best of everything for rediscovering yourself, as much as it will be scary as hell at times, because things will be unknown, it’ll still be the best experience of your life :)

    Take care and stay happy,

    Clinton

  • Vanessa (spain)

    I think probably the main reason for your “lost of identity” was success. When you´re succesful you get a lot more people to watch you, and maybe that makes you lose focus on yourself. You realize what people like from you, so you think being the person they want you to be it´s good… But you don´t really stop to think if that´s what you want.

    I think there´s a time in our lives when we want to be normal, feel liked and accepted by those around us, and I like to think that everyone wakes up from that state at some point in their lives. But I´m starting to think that´s not the reality. Some people live like that their whole lives, not knowing who they really are. Just looking outside all the time, and not realizing that what they´re looking for is actually inside themselves…

    I´m not a sociologist so I don´t know if things have always been like this, but I think the world would be a much better place if people didn´t feel the obligation to follow certain stereotypes. I think if people observed themselves they would realize that they have more inner peace when they are honest and let go of the fear to be vulnerable.

  • Lydia

    It seems you’ve been going through a lot lately. I can imagine it’s not always easy but, I think, speaking from experience, it’s worth it.

    I’m glad you’ve discovered so much about yourself lately. And, it makes my heart smile that you love performing on stage, being creative and expressing yourself.

    Your blogs are inspiring, especially now that I’m struggling a tiny little bit myself. But, I feel better already, I’ve learned lessons, I’ve grown and I feel stronger, determined and inspired.
    Thanks for opening up to us. I appreciate it (and, I think you’re wonderful:-)).

  • Brittany

    Hey Allison, I checked out the blog, that poor boy, that’s cruel and terrible! Your posts just keep getting deeper and deeper! This is a great experience!
    BrittanyXOXOXOXO

  • Jade Ruby

    Vanessa (spain) Says:
    “I´m not a sociologist so I don´t know if things have always been like this”

    As an Afro-American I can tell you that such things are to be careful of. But those things are of the past:
    http://www.stbenedictthemoor.org/

    That’s the ‘hood where I grew up, things have chaged since I first wandered around those stomping grounds though.

  • Lydia

    I read your friend’s blog.
    I feel for the little boy. It’s so cruel. And, I can’t believe they dare say that there are no grounds for charges.:-(

  • Susana

    Thats so awesome Allison & thanks for sharing your friends blog thats so sad :( . I hate that things like that happen. Wow it seems like you have learned alot from this which is great.

    Take Care,

    Susana

  • Vanessa (spain)

    http://www.chroniclejournal.com/stories_local.php?id=187330

    It says that the TA cut his hair because he was having difficulties reading through his bangs… I don´t know whether to believe it or not, but why on Earth would she do that??

  • Silvia

    Hi Allison,

    Once more a said and incredible story…At first I only skimmed over the text.. Why? Well, I guess since I and close people have experienced so many said things that I actually don’t want to read some other said stories for I’ve already enough of those in my own life. Yet I finally chose to really read this text. ….”My heart aches for stories like this.” – So does mine and I am sick and tired of all those things. Worst of all… the more I try to get rid of such happenings the more such thing happen. But if I do nothing – nothing changes either. Oh dear, I guess I shouldn’t have read this text… now I feel so terrible. Most people are not able to understand before they experienced such things on their own. I think you are able to understand, but I don’t expect you to do so.

    “I learned, very obviously, that I have such an intense fear of being honest in this way.” Why? There’s nothing to be afraid about. I’m not in the mood now for putting myself into you in order to get a better understanding. Anyway, to be honest means to be real even if you portray something unreal. – The purpose of life is to live it, to experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear, for newer and richer experience. So jump over your own shadow and try to overcome your fear. Trust in you!

    However you do it, I also recommend you to think about a quote of William Shakespeare – “To thine own self be true”. This is the truest sentence I’ve ever heard. You love the stage. So do the actors I know and they all love the plays of Shakespeare. Maybe it would be a good thing for you to take once part in one of those too.

    “Consequently, I lost a part of me. A huge part of me. My sense of my self.” – What’s lost can be brought back, you know. Pay more attention to yourself and what your soul needs. Which means in the figurative sense: Dance, baby: Dance your heart out.

    take care,
    Silvia

  • Vanessa (spain)

    chroniclejournal.com/stories_local.php?id=187330

    It says that the TA cut his hair because he was having difficulties reading through his bangs… I don´t know whether to believe it or not, but why on Earth would she do that??

  • Sean

    Parents make choices for their children, until their children become adults; at which point hopefully the child makes all their own choices.

    It’s Mamanongrata’s choice regarding her child’s hair.
    It WAS NOT the TA’s choice to make regarding the kid in the class; and that TA stole that choice from the kid’s parent, and assaulted and humiliated the kid in the process. Sad and wrong.

    You are fortunate to be working right now in an environment that encourages “amazing and honest expression”. Enjoy it while you have the opportunity.

    Be glad you’ve noticed the parts of yourself you’ve lost. I’d hazard a guess a lot people don’t notice what they’ve lost or know what they deeply value by 26.
    If you can bring your lost pieces back into your life, go for it.

    The suppression… we suppress, and compromise ourselves to fit in, and to survive amongst others. A lot of people become two-faced, or hypocrites, in the process. Some learn to mask themselves, and take off the mask at the end of the workday. It is a challenge in life to keep your single-face, to be yourself.

    In the “business world” amazing and honest expression is NOT welcomed from “workers”. Workers have to fit in.

    I suspect if you visit the local shops and businesses of Prague, there’s a lot of fitting in going on.

    Is it confusing, being an actress? Having to “fit in” to a role, and suppress yourself to be someone else? In this play you are working, are you being “forced to suppress your normal self” to be “amazing and honest” more than you regularly are?

    Life is grand.
    Reading your blog is too.
    A nice escape and chance to use some of my lost suppressed self.

    And alas I must go cut my lawn and make it fit in with the neighbor’s.
    But first fold the laundry so it is not wrinkled and so also fits in.
    Suppression of long grass and wrinkles…

  • william

    That was wrong what happened to that little boy, I dont know where That teacher got the nerve to think she had the right to do that. People can be such jerks sometimes. Thanks for sharing. Allison, gald you found yourself and its bringing you joy, keep up the good work.
    william

  • Andrew

    Forced conformity is so ridiculous, especially when it’s assaulting a defenseless child. People can become so lost when they’re forced to “grow up” or conform, especially children seeing as they have few if any defenses against it. It angers me to think of people ignoring the distress or wants of a child. Being an adult doesn’t immediately mean knowing better.

    ~Andy

  • Irene

    : )

  • Steven Derrick

    What a way to make someone open minded even more open minded. Wow! As always, thanks so much for sharing.

  • Kathy-Lynn

    For the past 32 years I lived a facade. I fought with the need to be like all the people around me, to like the same music, the same t.v. shows, the same clothes and food, that I forgot how to be the most important person in my life… (ME). I stood in front of the mirror the other day and I had no ideal who the person staring back at me was. I couldn’t believe that I had let so much time pass by… so many moments that I can’t get back. I am a wonderful person. I’m an inspiring writer, producer, and director. I’m a loving wife, daughter, sister, aunt and friend. I enjoy all types of arts and music, why did I feel all those years that I had to hide behind this wall of falseness? Now I realize that the person I am meant to be… is far better than anyone I ever tried to pretend to be all those years.

  • Scott123

    I am reminded of Cambell who said, ” The villain always believes what they are doing is right, even when it is dead wrong”.

    Your friend in the study of villainy
    Scott123

  • http://www.275words.blogspot.com Scott

    Allison,
    I think I get what you are trying to say. We all live in boxes of our own choosing and that we sacrifice being our true selves for comfort, fame, money or whatever society deems important.

    I agree.

    But I don’t know that the average person can do all that much about it. In my case, I am married, live in a nice suburb of Detroit, have three young children and a mortgage.

    My wife and I both work full-time and we make enough money to live okay, but not enough to do whatever we want.

    So, I spend 40 hours a week doing a job that means very little to me and doing all the things it takes to take care of my family. There isn’t much time left for anything after that … an occasional get together with a friend or my brother.

    Don’t get me wrong. I love my family and I get a lot of satisfaction out of taking care of them. But having the time to contemplate who the true “me” is and figure out the meaning of life… it’s not there. I would wager that it’s the same for most people.

    Perhaps it’s a sad commentary, but it’s the truth.

  • olivia

    aaawwww thats nice you will take back what you have learnt to Clark and Lois :D yay
    hope you are enjoying your theatre work :)

  • Aziza

    In a classroom, the students sit. The teacher enters. Total obedience. She says “jump”. They ask ‘how high Miss?” Seems like teaching young kids is like a military job- step out of line, you’re being insubordinate young man.

    That’s like what the boy went through. Children aren’t taught to challenge their teachers because challenge is seen as disrespect. Because the teacher assumed her authority was more significant than the child’s emotions she ignored his one basic right- treating him like a human being.

  • Aziza

    Go wild Allison!

    Parents, teachers, friends, strangers all influence us in one way or another but only you have the ability to be truly authentic.

    “I am beyond awesome. I am B- awesome. I am.” (rhino the hamster from Bolt)

  • http://vkontakte.com/ Mike

    Hi, nice posts there :-) thank’s for the interesting information

  • Jessica M

    Good for you Allison :D

    Take care

  • http://www.myspace.com/joel_knudsen Joel K

    Please…dance for us. Talk to the directors, and see if we can see you dance and express the inner joy further that dwells within the wonderful person that you have become before our eyes. Or write the episode that will be yours alone to show how you deal with the deaths at the end of season 8. Thank you for posting the story. I’m sharing it forward with all my friends.

  • paul

    Having difficulty reading through his bangs… hmm… had the teacher’s assistant never heard of a rubber band??

    Shocking. It’s difficult to believe there wasn’t cultural bias at work there. If not outright racism…

    On a more positive note, I followed the links to the Iris Theater / Crossed wires site, and noticed the mention of E.E. Cumming’s poem, “somewhere i have never travelled”

    Beautiful, moving poem, so filled with love. I’m particularly fascinated by the second stanza,

    “your slightest look easily will unclose me
    though i have closed myself as fingers,
    you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
    (touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose”

    I also love the last line of the poem, so unexpected, so funny:

    “nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands”

  • Amanda N.

    Oh my gosh that is a terrible thing to do to a child.Take away something that he holds very dear to himself.He believes it’s fine to have his hair like that for his dancing.I hate how so much of our lives are controlled by society.It’s as if conforming us all to be protoge’s of what they believe we should grow up to be is going to make the world a better place.Well it’s not.I’m so sorry to hear of such a thing happening to a small child nontheless.I am glad though that your writer friend is letting her son grow out his hair because that is what he chooses.Thanks for sharing your friend’s blog with us.

    It’s so cool how your friends laugh about their ideas that don’t work out,they only use it as stepping stone to further their self expression and inspiration for other ideas.I am extremely happy you have found a way to be honest to yourself and true to who you really want to be.Screw what others want us to be like,choose for yourself.Afterall some of these people won’t even be with us the entire journey of our lives.But we will have to live with the decisions for the entirety of our existences.So we might as well do what we love and be the person we want to be.

    Live free and love hard!

  • Tucker

    That just irks me on so many levels. Kids have so many things that aren’t their own to begin with. Plus, it’s such a cultural heritage thing for this particular boy.

    I don’t care what the TA’s reasoning was, there is a line you don’t cross. You can bet if this happened in the (admittedly over-litigious) states, the TA would be fired and the school district would be gifted with a wonderful lawsuit. More important, the district, the police and the government would, most likely, easily side with the mother and child on this. That surprises me that any local government wouldn’t jump to its citizen’s defense in a situation like this.

    As to the larger issue of conformity, it appalls me that someone would be that self-righteous as to take it upon themselves to try to instill their own value system on a child. Yes, children need guidance and direction and certainly to be taught right from wrong. But they also need to be shown and taught respect and acceptance of individuality. If someone is doing something distinctly offensive or harmful to themselves and others, anyone in a position of authority should step in. But if the child is expressing themselves, no one should take that away.

    And for the love of God, if you take issue with some form of expression, have the common sense and common decency to discuss it. Far as I’m concerned, what this TA did is assault.

  • Tucker

    To the continued theme of being open and honest, to expressing without limitation or censorship imposed by others or we feel is imposed by others from their actions or our anticipations of their actions, I have to say thank you.

    As I deal with the atrophy of my own personality and acting/writing/expression skills, it is wonderful to see this mirror you hold up. I know it is in your own journey but it gives us a touchstone and perhaps ideas we hadn’t consciously or cohesively put together on our own journeys.

    I’m very appreciative of that. And I’m also excited to see how these experiences are blossoming you. I anxiously look forward to hearing your reactions and interactions with this stage experience after all is said and done. Also, to how this opens up new pathways both personally and professionally in your next (and continued) endeavors.

  • http://raqueemanuele.zip.net/ Raquel Emanuele

    Wow, I love it and I love to read, write well, but honestly, I left that habit, sometimes even unintentionally, we are lost, but all right there, like this, thanks for the poster, by sas words I can say one thing? well, you write to it, is not? You read the comments? I, qe …. not many, finally …
    kisses, then let m poem that I will make you look and I confess that I use the tradtor, because time is left to study English.
    xoxo

  • http://raqueemanuele.zip.net/ Raquel Emanuele

    Wow, I love it and I love to read, write well, but honestly, I left that habit, sometimes even unintentionally, we are lost, but all right there, like this, thanks for the poster, by sas words I can say one thing? well, you write to it, is not? You read the comments? I, qe …. not many, finally …
    kisses, then let m poem that I will make you look and I confess that I use the translator, because it is time left to study English.
    xoxo

  • http://www.chloesullivansite.com/ BOUROUX

    Hi Allison
    It is a terrible thing when someone is penalised just because they don’t fit into what someone else considers “right” or “normal”, such as what happened to that little boy.(Clinton)
    This is an excellent summary of the story.
    Teachers have the knowledge, beliefs, experiences and prejudices.
    Some are content to share their knowledge only. Others try in addition to helping students with respect.
    Unfortunately, others want to influence students by imposing on them things they do not want like the story of the boy.
    The worst are those who use manipulation. It is to convince someone that it has gaps and then to suggest the solution for the future benefits of the teachers.
    I chose to follow the rules of what is wanted from me rather than step to my own rhythm.
    What kinds of rules are you talking about?
    What else you do differently?
    During the last ten years you become an adult who began to have responsibilities and obligations.
    It is difficult to live without rules. If we eliminate a few rules, we need to be replaced by others. We should also not be replaced by those of others but by ours.
    It is important to make changes in the continuity to ensure that emotions do sabotage the process. It needs to involve his family and friends in its changes.
    I’m glad you found something that will enable you to evolve positively in your life and your career.
    I learned a lot about human behavior by reading your blogs.
    A big thank you.
    I look forward to seeing the real Allison who will live at their own rythm and we will see fireworks.
    Enjoy your experience in Prague and do not forget to sleep.
    Bye
    Claude.

  • thomas

    I am sorry for the negativity,

    Your article link is weird. I of Samson, and then I saw the two “mothers”. What is this all about? What ever happened to family? Evolution?

    Evolve? then you must remember “extinction” is part of evolution, it can’t be stopped.

    Do species know they are going extinct? How many generation does it take to evolve? If you have only one generation it is called extinction.

    I love everyone and I hope they all have many many more generations. Bless everyone.

  • thomas

    Correction: I thought of Samson…

  • Irene

    Now you see, stories like that make me forget myself and want to hurt people that do things to hurt children.

    My anger is blinding for me. Don’t expect an inspirational thought out of me that this point. I’m pist off!

    you’ll just have to excuse me on this one.

  • Lis

    its funny we tell our kids we want them to be individuals yet, we hate to see a kid straying from the pack! when will we realize they hypocrites that we are???? How can we expect tolerance when we can’t even demonstrate it?

  • Lis

    the thing that sucks most is that i have worked with kids and it is so amazing how little they note differences between themselves and others: i once asked a group of grade 2′s all different races, and colors and all that good diverse stuff, what they were (it was culture week) and the funny thing is they all gave me the same answer: I am canadian. But when i looked at their papers i saw words like i am “irish”, “indian”, “italian”, but no one questioned the other or brought up that stuff. things like this story really pisses me off!

  • http://www.gjldesigns.com Glenise

    Allison, I feel that I am taking the same journey… its so rewarding knowing that there are other people in the world just like me… for a long time I thought that I was the only one who felt this way… too ashamed to say anything.. too afraid, now I feel a sense of normality, finally. Life’s funny that way!

  • http://www.daybow.com David Hayes

    Thanks to this link from Bouroux

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WKFrgiLVYDI&feature=channel

    I have learned [from Allison] that there is a good reason for Always being on your knees.

  • http://www.stirtonproductions.com Michael Clark

    You sound like you’re having an expansion experience out there. It’s good to throw off the comfort blanket sometimes, before it smothers us. For an actor or artist (that’s me that is) it’s very easy to stick with the safe option.

    You have broken away from that and it’s going to sting a bit, but it sounds like you’re coming out of the transition period and beginning to enjoy it. I wish you all the best with the project and your growth.

    The ‘how can I dance now,’ piece is terrible but happens everywhere. Sometimes it’s easy to change the unusual into things you recognize or your faith decrees is right.

  • Robin

    Today’s blog and the above posts has given me a great deal to think and question about myself.

    Why, well as a serving police officer I often struggle with the choice I have made (having left and returned) in taking this career.

    I hope I never personally take part in supressing anyone’s human rights in my duties, and yet I guess i’m guilty through association!?

    Being able to be different, change, speak our mind, having freedom of speech and expression, to question, challange and be an “individual” is fundalmental in a democracy and a reason I am proud (and lucky) to have been born and live in England.

    Yet society tends to lean towards putting people in boxes, of uniforming practices and placing limits of what we can and cannot say or do.

    There of course always has to be a balance in freedom of speech between supression and causing panic alarm or distress in what we say, and one society doesn’t always get right.

    I have always loved drawing, painting, reading,writing and playing and creating yet my time spent in each of these activities seem to have become less and less over the years…and my biggest hope is that I will one day find the time to return to these.

    As I go through life I always used to take the gift of imagination for granted, yet as I’ve noticed in meeting different sorts of people in various situations I’ve come to realise it is something which many people do not appear to possess, or at least no longer have that ability to harness.

    To some people a cloud is just a cloud, a musical chord id just a number of notes pressed at the same time and on and on…how sad.

    I hope I never “Grow Up” or lose my “imagination”, it’s the ability to create, play, pretend, be different, express ourselves and have fun that makes life worth living in all it’s many aspects!

    I apologise for this very long post, but this one has really hit a nerve in me!

    Imagination is such a precious gift Allison, you wouldn’t be the amazing artist we all love without it, keep having fun.

  • http://www.275words.blogspot.com Scott

    I read your friend’s blog post. That kind of non-sense shouldn’t be tolerated. No child should be embarrased like that in front of their classmates.

  • Silvia

    Quote: “I read your friend’s blog post. That kind of non-sense shouldn’t be tolerated. No child should be embarrased like that in front of their classmates.”

    - Yes, but occurrences like this happen all the time, all around the world and are not confined to children. So, what happens when such events are made public? A sudden wave of popular outrage takes its course, but disappears as sudden as it arose. Hence, the three monkeys are quite characteristic for the human race. Their actual purpose is to teach us “see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil”, but it’s practised as “don’t see, don’t listen and don’t speak… in general”. That’s what makes true friends so precious for they stand by us even in the darkest hours of our life.

  • Beth

    I thought the story on your friend’s blog was just awful. It’s horrible to know that things like that continue to happen. I feel sorry for the poor boy. As mentioned above, what’s so bad about just using a rubber band. Back in highschool I had a teacher for PE who would tie up our hair if we got to class without it tied. She used to use these disgusting old rubber bands which probably did more damage than good considering the way she shoved them in our hair. Now that I’ve read this story I’m thinking maybe the rubber bands weren’t such a bad thing compared to a pair of scissors.

  • Beth

    Once again, your words inspire me Allison. It’s good to know you are grateful for the way lessons are taught and I also look forward to seeing your next film, as well as You, which I’ll get a copy of soon enough…

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  • http://alexanderbradshaw.blogspot.com/ Alexander Bradshaw

    wow ..
    I read … and it is so unfair …
    is repression and oppression …
    is so sad that people are like that, it shows a lack of humanity, lack of care, lack of heart …. a lack of love, I hope that someday we may understand that we are not God, that we are all equal and we have to leave alone the other dreams, and we must fight for our .-
    I hope that one day it is accepted that
    the differences make the difference …

    kisses … thanks Allison for making
    this warning to us all

    bye
    Alex