That was fun, my birthday.

[maeve66]

For some reason, my birthday this year brought out more congratulatory celebration than any of the last ... I don't know how many years. Maybe it's Facebook + Livejournal + more recently made friends? I don't know, but it was nice. It started with my mother calling me at 6:30 AM and singing "Las Mananitas" to me, which is kind of funny, because it's not any kind of a tradition. I think she was honoring my ELL teaching position? Which, by the way, may be ending -- another teacher just told me he was asked to fill this position next year, which means that yet again I have no idea what I will be teaching next year.

Anyway, it was a really nice birthday. M. gave me six classic 1970s (well, five plus one 1980s hit) Bollywood DVDs* (including Mother India, the watching of which will instantly catapult me into Indian classic cinema maven status, or so I am assured). He also gave me Errol Flynn's last film, Cuban Rebel Girls, which is very exciting, as it is both a classic of crap cinema/cult film AND a document of sorts of the Cuban Revolution. He also gave me some books, yay! My younger niece made me a painting at school which is absolutely gorgeous -- I really am going to go get it framed, in fact. It makes me happy just looking at it, a lot like a Kandinsky or Klee painting does. My older niece who loves to act the grown up role, gave me glass beads to make a necklace and then told me that she had contributed $10 of her OWN MONEY to my possible eventual gift of Rosetta Stone. Awwww. My uncle gave me a book card, for Borders, yay! And we had burritos, which I sometimes think are the perfect meal, and cake. And two co-workers who are friends also gave me little presents, which was unexpected and sweet.

The Oakland A's field trip, which was a high stress interruption of my birthday, went okay. No one disappeared forever into a vortex; no one hurled themselves over the railings onto the field; no one got in fights with students from other schools (or with students from their own school). There was one scare when a girl didn't check in with her chaperone group, but it was resolved after a hunt. Lord, it's stressful to do a field trip.

Otherwise, though: yay, birthday!

*Dharmatma, Seeta Aur Geeta, 1942: A Love Story, Mast, Muqaddar ka Sikander, and Mother India.

Comments

[maeve66.livejournal.com]

That sounds SO familiar; I know I've read a description of it. I will look around and get back to you, promise.

[maeve66.livejournal.com]

Kaala Patthar is one possibility, but looking at its amateur reviews on IMDb, I don't see the plot you describe. Shoot, because it sounds good anyway. It's 1979, with Amitabh Bachchan, Parveen Babi, (the busty) Neetu Singh, and Shashi Kapoor (and others) in it. M. is trying to do some google fu on your behalf; he's generally quite good at it.

[bikenerd.livejournal.com]

Thanks for this. I"ll check it out and see.