But first, this brief message -
There's this dog, belongs to Kate... she works at Milagro Coffee Y Espresso across from NMSU in Cruces... history major... already has three dogs in a two-room apartment... she rescued this little fellow... he needs a good home cause he's a really good mate. Following is the original ad posted at
Sad little eyes.
Kinky little tail,
but a lot of love.
Black and white.
1 1/2 years old.
Kate - 505-312-5251
About a year ago I watched a film called Election, "an exuberantly caustic comedy that shows the symbiotic relationship between political go-get-'em-ism and moral backsliding." Was not familiar with the director. Thought the film was dead-on.
When About Schmidt was released, I made a mental note to catch it on DVD. Was not aware who directed the film.
Sideways was later released to almost unanimous acclaim. Watched it couple months ago. Made connection. Alexander Payne directed all three films.
(Sharp curve ahead... hang on) Thursday I worked in my classroom at San Miguel Elementary. About 10 a.m. I started feeling a little sick, like I had some kind of intestinal flu. Drove back home around 11. By the time I got through the front door I felt like my bowels would burst. I hopped on the john and let go an explosion of foul smelling watery crap. Lay down on the couch and slept maybe two hours. Got up. Feeling shaky. Went outside, got the mail.
(Detour. Road closed.) About two weeks ago I began thinking seriously about becoming a foster parent. Why should I enjoy this nice house with all its comforts when there's thousands of kids living in abusive environments? I realized I didn't have the money to support a kid, but I understood that foster parents received funds to offset expenses. I investigated the foster parent process and learned that the program was open only to a child's relatives. So I dropped the idea of fostering a kid and decided to rent half the house to a student or faculty member.
Came inside. Mail. What's this? Childreach Sponsorship - It begins -
Dear Mr. Field,
Life isn't always like the movies. But it can be.
In the movie "About Schmidt," Jack Nicholson plays a recent retiree who becomes a Childreach Sponsor. He then re-evaluates his life through his correspondence with his sponsored child. I don't want to give away the whole movie, but I can tell you that Schmidt's whole life changes. It changes because he cares about someone... a child he's never met.
It is dawn in Indonesia, and you are nine years old. Your name is Maria. You didn't sleep well last night because your little sister Esyn was sick all night with terrible diarrhea. You hope she just has a cold but you are afraid because one of your friends died of dehydration caused by diarrhea a month ago. Her death is an all-too-common occurrence in your village, but still it was a shock to you.
Election. Sideways. Alexander Payne. Foster child. Diarrhea. Letter. About Schmidt. Foster child.
I was still shaky when I got on the bike and drove to Hollywood Video. Came home with "About Schmidt" and Payne's first film, Citizen Ruth.
Searching for meaning to his life, Jack Nicholson writes out a $22 check to Childreach to begin sponsoring a Tanzanian foster child.
Last scene. Nicholson reads letter from child. Holds picture child drew. Man and child, holding hands. Across continents. Connecting. A child's hand. Nicholson cries. With joy. I too, am crying as I write the check.