
“Commerce. The smell of salt and oil as I watch the mighty ships unload their cargoes from around the world. The grease of Capitalism. Those cranes, as big as midtown skyscrapers, that is what the harbor is about, that’s what it means to me.”
She waited for the unasked question
Watching the statue, giant, but dwarfed by the towering cranes, she remembered her grandparents and their stories of the old country, the village bombed out of existence by forces too large to comprehend and the story of their escape.
She sniffed the breeze.
A gull, riding the wind, cried.
“Freedom,” she whispered.
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word count = 100
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Beautiful writing.
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Thanks.
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Beautiful! All that’s coming before it is contained in one word: freedom.
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Thanks. It does come down to that one word and one idea.
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It’s all in the way we see things. Lovely, positive story.
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It is in the way we see things… Thanks
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A beautifully emotional piece. Freedom! go story!
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Thanks!
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Oh, bring a tear why dontcha! I love how this flowed. So, that’s what those things are behind her. I really hadn’t even seen them til you mentioned them. My focus was oh, so very narrow this morning. Three nights no sleep will do that.
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I haven’t slept great this week, but it sounds like better than you! Yep, giant cranes and stuff to unload cargo. Thanks!
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Oh, I did get to kayak. Shall we say I prefer canoe. I got so frustrated that I jumped ship and floated down river with life jacket. My buddy got quite the laugh out of it. Next time, I sent the canoe! I felt too trapped in the kayak.
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lol, I guess it how we see things. A canoe is a boat I sit in. A kayak is an article of sport clothing that I wear. It becomes a part of me, an extension of my mind. To me it is total freedom – it is ultra-maneuverable and I don’t think, it just goes where I want it. If I want to turn 180 degrees and go the other way, even if I am at a fast clip, one hard stroke and I am going the other way. I kayak in 10 foot ocean swells and crashing waves and then bring it in to water only a couple of inches deep. I can go from stopped to 10 mph in just a few seconds or paddle for 12 miles in 3 hours, half of it against a strong tidal current. I can’t do any of those things with a canoe :) That being said, I do like canoeing, it is just different.
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Sounds awesome, but the one I was in had sefety harnesses and they strapped me in tight, which onlly cause flashbacks and terror. I’m thinking of one of those paddle board things… like a surfboard, but not. We don’t have ocean here, and if the Ohio is mad you don’t get on it. She doesn’t give up her dead easily.
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Maybe it’s just cause I’m so used to canoeing… I like the slow easy float.
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There with what you are used to, preferences and equipment. A good kayak is actually hard to use unless you have had a lot of practice. People do use them leisurely, but not me ;) I don’t really like paddle boards – they are a lot of work to do right, with, in my opinion, little bang for the buck. I can go a huge amount faster in my kayak than the best I’ve ever seen, you are always off balance, etc. I do not think they are fun. But that is me.
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Nice one Trent!
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Thanks, Keith!
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Dear Trent,
She is a sight to see up close and personal. And the Big Hall on Ellis Island, although vacant now, is rife with the voices of my Easten European ancestors. ;) Lovely story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I’ve only seen her from a distance, and I think I have seen her from the air far more often than from the land… Thanks.
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Good stuff
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Thanks.
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I’ve seen that view twice now. I’d like to go back to New York again one day.
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I need to go back, it’s been ages. i believe that Na’ama, who took the photo, lives there.
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