This blog is dedicated to my Cyrina..my June...my wrikey..my 'whoomp there is it'...my 'best friend that makes me laugh to death with the simple utter of the phrase 'ele bebe''.
Cyrina is about to go to Canada and do 'big things'. You see, unlike most who would publicize their 'big news' on facebook statuses in a 'look at me, nanana boo boo!' kinda way, Cyrina is the most humble, whole-hearted, down to earth individual I can say I will ever meet, and you too if you ever get the privilege of meeting her.
Therefore, I must go and brag and boast on her behalf and tell all the world what a phenomenal human being she is. She has been my best friend, near or far, since the tender age of 8 when we were luckily seated at the same table in 3rd grade. It was an instant connection when we realized we both dressed cool, found humor in 'Star Search', and would drive around asking random strangers "who let the dogs out?". Cyrina is the only person who could pull up at the valet of a club wearing crocs, a messenger bag, hat, flowered tank top, blasting the theme song from the Seinfeld, and I would never flinch but just flail my arms up in the air in pure enjoyment.
There are a few things I know in life and one of them is this, Cyrina Fiallo will always be my heart, and Cyrian Fiallo will one day be the next Tina Fey.
June, best of luck in Canada. May they all ready for the lil muffin thats about to come their way and knock them off their socks. I LOVE YOU. - Gertrude.
Oh, the Places You'll Go!
by Dr. Seuss
Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!
You have brains in your head.
You have feet
in your shoes
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You're on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy
who'll decide where to go.
You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em
over with care.
About some you will say, "I don't choose to go there."
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
you're too
smart to go down any not-so-good street.
And you may not find any
you'll want to go down.
In that case, of course,
you'll head
straight out of town.
It's opener there
in the wide open air.
Out there things can happen
and frequently do
to people as
brainy
and footsy as you.
And when things start to
happen,
don't worry. Don't stew.
Just go right along.
You'll start
happening too.
OH!
THE PLACES YOU'LL GO!
You'll be on your
way up!
You'll be seeing great sights!
You'll join the high fliers
who soar to high heights.
You won't lag behind, because you'll have
the speed.
You'll pass the whole gang and you'll soon take the lead.
Wherever you fly, you'll be the best of the best.
Wherever you go, you
will top all the rest.
Except when you don't
Because, sometimes, you
won't.
I'm sorry to say so
but, sadly, it's true
and Hang-ups
can happen to you.
You can get all hung up
in a prickle-ly perch.
And your
gang will fly on.
You'll be left in a Lurch.
You'll come down from
the Lurch
with an unpleasant bump.
And the chances are, then,
that
you'll be in a Slump.
And when you're in a Slump,
you're not in for
much fun.
Un-slumping yourself
is not easily done.
You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.
Some
windows are lighted. But mostly they're darked.
A place you could sprain both your
elbow and chin!
Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in?
How much
can you lose? How much can you win?
And IF you go in, should you turn
left or right...
or right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite?
Or
go around back and sneak in from behind?
Simple it's not, I'm afraid you
will find,
for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.
You can get
so confused
that you'll start in to race
down long wiggled roads at a
break-necking pace
and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space,
headed, I fear, toward
a most useless place.
The Waiting Place...
...for people just
waiting.
Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow
to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or a No
or waiting for their hair to
grow.
Everyone is just waiting.
Waiting for the fish to bite
or
waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or
waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or
Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.
NO!
That's not for
you!
Somehow you'll escape
all that waiting and staying.
You'll
find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.
With banner
flip-flapping,
once more you'll ride high!
Ready for anything under the
sky.
Ready because you're that kind of a guy!
Oh, the places you'll
go! There is fun to be done!
There are points to be scored. there are games
to be won.
And the magical things you can do with that ball
will make
you the winning-est winner of all.
Fame! You'll be famous as famous can be,
with the whole wide world watching you win on TV.
Except when they
don't.
Because, sometimes, they won't.
I'm afraid that some times
you'll play lonely games too.
Games you can't win
'cause you'll play
against you.
All Alone!
Whether you like it or not,
Alone will
be something
you'll be quite a lot.
And when you're alone, there's a
very good chance
you'll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.
There are some, down the road between hither and yon,
that can scare you
so much you won't want to go on.
But on you will go
though the
weather be foul
On you will go
though your enemies prowl
On you will
go
though the Hakken-Kraks howl
Onward up many
a frightening
creek,
though your arms may get sore
and your sneakers may leak.
On and on you will hike
and I know you'll hike far
and face up
to your problems
whatever they are.
You'll get mixed up, of course,
as you already know.
You'll get mixed up
with many strange birds as
you go.
So be sure when you step.
Step with care and great tact
and
remember that Life's
a Great Balancing Act.
Just never forget to be
dexterous and deft.
And never mix up your right foot with your left.
And will you succeed?
Yes! You will, indeed!
(98 and 3/4 percent
guaranteed.)
KID, YOU'LL MOVE MOUNTAINS!
So...
be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray
or
Mordecai Ali Van Allen O'Shea,
you're off to Great Places!
Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting.
So...get on your way!
Cyrina is about to go to Canada and do 'big things'. You see, unlike most who would publicize their 'big news' on facebook statuses in a 'look at me, nanana boo boo!' kinda way, Cyrina is the most humble, whole-hearted, down to earth individual I can say I will ever meet, and you too if you ever get the privilege of meeting her.
Therefore, I must go and brag and boast on her behalf and tell all the world what a phenomenal human being she is. She has been my best friend, near or far, since the tender age of 8 when we were luckily seated at the same table in 3rd grade. It was an instant connection when we realized we both dressed cool, found humor in 'Star Search', and would drive around asking random strangers "who let the dogs out?". Cyrina is the only person who could pull up at the valet of a club wearing crocs, a messenger bag, hat, flowered tank top, blasting the theme song from the Seinfeld, and I would never flinch but just flail my arms up in the air in pure enjoyment.
There are a few things I know in life and one of them is this, Cyrina Fiallo will always be my heart, and Cyrian Fiallo will one day be the next Tina Fey.
June, best of luck in Canada. May they all ready for the lil muffin thats about to come their way and knock them off their socks. I LOVE YOU. - Gertrude.
Oh, the Places You'll Go!
by Dr. Seuss
Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!
You have brains in your head.
You have feet
in your shoes
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You're on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy
who'll decide where to go.
You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em
over with care.
About some you will say, "I don't choose to go there."
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
you're too
smart to go down any not-so-good street.
And you may not find any
you'll want to go down.
In that case, of course,
you'll head
straight out of town.
It's opener there
in the wide open air.
Out there things can happen
and frequently do
to people as
brainy
and footsy as you.
And when things start to
happen,
don't worry. Don't stew.
Just go right along.
You'll start
happening too.
OH!
THE PLACES YOU'LL GO!
You'll be on your
way up!
You'll be seeing great sights!
You'll join the high fliers
who soar to high heights.
You won't lag behind, because you'll have
the speed.
You'll pass the whole gang and you'll soon take the lead.
Wherever you fly, you'll be the best of the best.
Wherever you go, you
will top all the rest.
Except when you don't
Because, sometimes, you
won't.
I'm sorry to say so
but, sadly, it's true
and Hang-ups
can happen to you.
You can get all hung up
in a prickle-ly perch.
And your
gang will fly on.
You'll be left in a Lurch.
You'll come down from
the Lurch
with an unpleasant bump.
And the chances are, then,
that
you'll be in a Slump.
And when you're in a Slump,
you're not in for
much fun.
Un-slumping yourself
is not easily done.
You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.
Some
windows are lighted. But mostly they're darked.
A place you could sprain both your
elbow and chin!
Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in?
How much
can you lose? How much can you win?
And IF you go in, should you turn
left or right...
or right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite?
Or
go around back and sneak in from behind?
Simple it's not, I'm afraid you
will find,
for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.
You can get
so confused
that you'll start in to race
down long wiggled roads at a
break-necking pace
and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space,
headed, I fear, toward
a most useless place.
The Waiting Place...
...for people just
waiting.
Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow
to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or a No
or waiting for their hair to
grow.
Everyone is just waiting.
Waiting for the fish to bite
or
waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or
waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or
Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.
NO!
That's not for
you!
Somehow you'll escape
all that waiting and staying.
You'll
find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.
With banner
flip-flapping,
once more you'll ride high!
Ready for anything under the
sky.
Ready because you're that kind of a guy!
Oh, the places you'll
go! There is fun to be done!
There are points to be scored. there are games
to be won.
And the magical things you can do with that ball
will make
you the winning-est winner of all.
Fame! You'll be famous as famous can be,
with the whole wide world watching you win on TV.
Except when they
don't.
Because, sometimes, they won't.
I'm afraid that some times
you'll play lonely games too.
Games you can't win
'cause you'll play
against you.
All Alone!
Whether you like it or not,
Alone will
be something
you'll be quite a lot.
And when you're alone, there's a
very good chance
you'll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.
There are some, down the road between hither and yon,
that can scare you
so much you won't want to go on.
But on you will go
though the
weather be foul
On you will go
though your enemies prowl
On you will
go
though the Hakken-Kraks howl
Onward up many
a frightening
creek,
though your arms may get sore
and your sneakers may leak.
On and on you will hike
and I know you'll hike far
and face up
to your problems
whatever they are.
You'll get mixed up, of course,
as you already know.
You'll get mixed up
with many strange birds as
you go.
So be sure when you step.
Step with care and great tact
and
remember that Life's
a Great Balancing Act.
Just never forget to be
dexterous and deft.
And never mix up your right foot with your left.
And will you succeed?
Yes! You will, indeed!
(98 and 3/4 percent
guaranteed.)
KID, YOU'LL MOVE MOUNTAINS!
So...
be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray
or
Mordecai Ali Van Allen O'Shea,
you're off to Great Places!
Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting.
So...get on your way!
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