Saturday, May 28, 2011

Childhood recollection

Surprisingly even for me, I remember my childhood quite vividly.

One of my first memories at all depicts my dad teaching me how to swing :)
As a child I loved staying outdoors and playing with my friends. A carpet beating rack that is still present in my playground, used to be our meeting point and a limitless source of unconstrained imagination. It could be a horse, a castle, a shop or even a tent. Hardly ever was it just a simple carpet beating rack... ;)

I remember also being crazy about collecting colourful cards showing different (especially fairy tale and cartoon) characters. We exchanged them throughout the day and counted carefully in the evening ;)

And here is me at the age of 8 (as far as I remember..lol). I think I had already stopped collecting cards; I felt like a grown-up, you know what I mean..;)

Friday, April 15, 2011

My playlist

It's hard to choose one artist that I am mostly attracted to. I like listening to many different genres and I love having a diversity of choice and a variety of albums to listen to. I have a few favourites, though, and here are some examples:

Katie Melua


I like Melua for her lyrics, which are smart and often poetic, as well as her melancholic melodies and ability to draw listeners' attention to music. It is music that matters and her interpretation of it, not the singer herself.

Yann Tiersen


An amazing French composer, multi-instrumentalist and an amazing performer on stage. I still remember his rock concert, which he gave a few years ago in Poznań.

Zaz


A French last year sensation. Zaz is a very talented singer and songwriter who is often compared to Edith Piaf as far as her voice is concerned, but to me she is unique and incomparable.

Jessie J

A very popular British singer these days. Her album is mostly pop-songs with Lily Allen-like lyrics, but she has a very strong and deep voice and that's what makes her stand out in the crowd of music artists.
"Price tag" always makes me smile and here you've got this song. Just beware: once you listen to it, you'll be humming it all day long! ;)

Friday, March 25, 2011

Sunday, March 20, 2011

'Supermoon' over Canada

Yesterday, on 19 March, Canadians could admire the full moon at perigee, which means that they had a chance to see the moon that was nearest to the center of the earth. It is not every day that one can observe such extreme supernoons, that's why it's been great news for Canadians who, no surprise, have started to share their films and photos on the Internet since then.
You can go to: http://www.cbc.ca/news/yourcommunity/2011/03/gallery-supermoon-over-canada.html?ref=rss#igImgId_2301" to see the gallery.

News source: cbc.ca

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Books from my childhood

As far as I remember, I have always enjoyed reading books. When I was younger, I read fairy tales, Disney stories and adventure books.


In my early teenage years, I was given a book by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. It was "The Little Prince" and it's become one of my favourite books ever since.
Let me be honest, I didn't find the story to be philosophical in any way back then. I think I just enjoyed reading about a strange little boy who found himself in the middle of the Sahara Desert and a pilot who tried to understand him.
It's been a good couple of years since I first read "The Little Prince". I come back to re-reading the story from time to time. I've realized it always gives me new food for thought and every time I read it, I find something new. It's such a short story written in simple language, but, at the same time, rich in meaning and interpretation.
I once decided that the Exupéry's book would be my first book that I read in French. I managed to do it, but I guess it was only because I know the Polish version almost by heart...;)

Friday, March 11, 2011

Vincent Tim Burton's poem

Vincent Malloy is seven years old
He’s always polite and does what he’s told
For a boy his age, he’s considerate and nice
But he wants to be just like Vincent Price

He doesn’t mind living with his sister, dog and cats
Though he’d rather share a home with spiders and bats
There he could reflect on the horrors he’s invented
And wander dark hallways, alone and tormented

Vincent is nice when his aunt comes to see him
But imagines dipping her in wax for his wax museum

He likes to experiment on his dog Abercrombie
In the hopes of creating a horrible zombie
So he and his horrible zombie dog
Could go searching for victims in the London fog

His thoughts, though, aren’t only of ghoulish crimes
He likes to paint and read to pass some of the times
While other kids read books like Go, Jane, Go!
Vincent’s favourite author is Edgar Allen Poe

One night, while reading a gruesome tale
He read a passage that made him turn pale

Such horrible news he could not survive
For his beautiful wife had been buried alive!
He dug out her grave to make sure she was dead
Unaware that her grave was his mother’s flower bed

His mother sent Vincent off to his room
He knew he’d been banished to the tower of doom
Where he was sentenced to spend the rest of his life
Alone with the portrait of his beautiful wife

While alone and insane encased in his tomb
Vincent’s mother burst suddenly into the room
She said: “If you want to, you can go out and play
It’s sunny outside, and a beautiful day”

Vincent tried to talk, but he just couldn’t speak
The years of isolation had made him quite weak
So he took out some paper and scrawled with a pen:
“I am possessed by this house, and can never leave it again”
His mother said: “You’re not possessed, and you’re not almost dead
These games that you play are all in your head
You’re not Vincent Price, you’re Vincent Malloy
You’re not tormented or insane, you’re just a young boy
You’re seven years old and you are my son
I want you to get outside and have some real fun.

”Her anger now spent, she walked out through the hall
And while Vincent backed slowly against the wall
The room started to swell, to shiver and creak
His horrid insanity had reached its peak

He saw Abercrombie, his zombie slave
And heard his wife call from beyond the grave
She spoke from her coffin and made ghoulish demands
While, through cracking walls, reached skeleton hands

Every horror in his life that had crept through his dreams
Swept his mad laughter to terrified screams!
To escape the madness, he reached for the door
But fell limp and lifeless down on the floor

His voice was soft and very slow
As he quoted The Raven from Edgar Allen Poe:

“and my soul from out that shadow
that lies floating on the floor
shall be lifted?
Nevermore…”

Monday, February 14, 2011

Sweet home Murowana xD

I was born in Poznań which is the town where I spend most of my time.
There you have a pic, should you have forgotten what the Old Market Square looks like..;)



 However, I've never lived there, but about 15 km to the north of it, namely in Murowana Goślina. My village (to call it accordingly to world standards..lol) has a population of about 11 thousand people. Not many, you can say, but enough to find a few very good friends among them!! xD

Ohh, I hurry to make one thing clear: there are no cows where I live, but a lovely market town, not so old, but still lovely!! :)


Anyway, apart from the market town and the town hall, there are many more interesting things you can enjoy here. Personally, I adore our public transport to Poznań and the fact that supermarkets are open until 10 p.m. xD
Seriously speaking, I am happy with the peaceful neighbourhood and I can really appreciate it after a busy day in Poznań.

What I also like about Murowana Goślina is that there are two beautiful lakes situated not far from the village. You can appreciate them especially during the summer heat. They are a great source of enjoyment in winter too!! :)


You are invited to come!! I recommend a bus no 348 from "Sobieskiego Dworzec" because you can also catch a glimpse of a beautiful forest xD