Dearest Readers,
Meet my daughter Semra who’s a musician and the development director at the Brooklyn School of Music, and my grandson Roman on his way to pre-K. NYC schools end the year on June 26th. I’m here for a week.
I arrived Tuesday and miraculously squeezed the Scion into a
teeny parking space in front of my daughter’s apartment. Mon Dieu-this is news!
I emptied the car of all items to preclude any possible break-ins. Last year
someone got into my car and spread my art supplies around searching for
valuables. “This is Brooklyn, if you know what I mean”, a neighbor told
me as I piled my stuff on the brownstone (whitestone) porch and proceeded to
lug them upstairs. He helped me part of the way. He meant I should watch my
things.
Grandma and Roman at home in a nose-prominent i-phone pic |
I’m playing grandma, listening to Roman,
following him
around,
Roman with bored face on the mechanical plane that does not work- | DeKalb Ave. Bklyn |
slow-walking home from the music school,
learning about Power Rangers
and Ironman,
Roman's Ironman in a cone St.Felix St., Brooklyn NY |
watching his hip hop dance class rehearsal for the big recital show
on Saturday,
Roman peeking from wings at Ninja Dancers Bklyn School of Music rehearsal |
Link here and here to Roman's 2 hip hop dance numbers in a not so organized little kid troupe rehearsal without costumes. He's the short guy on the left at the start of each dance in a plain tee shirt, before all the rolling around on stage.
I’ll close with i-phone snapshots of "crossings" on the drive to
Brooklyn-glorious land of diversity, creativity, public singing, garbage and
forever honking cars.
Crossing the Delaware River into New Jersey-Dry at Last |
Welcome to New Jersey and the NJ TPK -still pretty dark |
Crossing the Manhattan Bridge into Brooklyn- Clearing Sky! |
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