Keeping cool
Truth is I am too lazy to argue. At least not about things which seem of minor importance to me. However, from time to time an argument starts in the gym which concerns the TV channel which we all watch - whether we like it or not - and that's when I can't keep my mouth shut. Our Russian trainer usually switches on a Russian channel of light music, which is lively and happy, ideal for encouraging lazy walkers to pick up the speed. But then arrives a man who says he wants the channel changed to Mezzo, which offers classical music only.: "No", I protest this time completely ready to argue, "classical music we listen to at home with closed eyes, while relaxing in a comfortable chair. Here we listen to THIS kind of music!" "I don't agree! I won't listen to this shmaltz, this is not music!" He shouts. Something useful
The first Sunday of each month, Nizza, who is in charge of our evening programs, invites some of us to a meeting in the course of which we discuss the programs of the past month and the entertainment which we can expect during the coming one. These meetings rarely take a peaceful course and here are some of the points raised: "That violinist was great, I do hope we'll have him someday soon!" "Great?!!! You say great? My grandson plays better than he does, and my grandson has only two years of violin study! No! We should not invite this man anymore!" Winter singing
Saturday evening we had a performance given by modern dancers. No doubt this is great art, we admired the dancers' unbelievable flexibility, their harmonious work with each other, they were a group of pretty girls dressed in unadorned black. Yet I was not completely happy with it, the black was bothering me as well as the fact that this was dancing without music. Completely silent dancing on our so-called stage... The problem was my own mood which was not the best on that evening I fought a bout of depression and was not at all susceptible to black and dance without music. There is an additional difficulty to this soundless dancing - one simply doesn't know when it is over. Suddenly they all stand still and is this just a short pause or is it the end of the dance and are we supposed to clap now or wait for what is coming? Well, in short, I admired it all but I hardly got involved as I usually do with dance programs.. A challenging day for working out
We had a lively New Year's Party which started at 7:30 and ended around 10, exactly at the time when other people start to celebrate. It's just that at this time of our lives we should avoid too much food in the evening and we should remember that we don't need much alcohol to get tipsy, just a bit of wine can make us long for our beds. Nevertheless the short party was fun, Nehama turned out to be a perfect arranger of games, and poor Hanni sat exhausted in a corner, she had done all the preparations. "I don't even have enough energy for a New Year's speech!" she claimed. I usually avoid getting into arguments and fights unless it is for a worthwhile cause. Who decides what is a worthwhile cause and what isn't? I myself of course, but my decisions are such that in the end I am sure that nothing is worth the aggravation. Not so last week, one day at the gym. There is one man who always wants to watch soccer or basket ball or any other sport on TV while walking the treadmill. |
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