humansofnewyork:

“We fled to the Philippines, which was under American occupation at the time. But it wasn’t long before the Japanese took over the islands. We were living in Manila, and when the Japanese occupied the city, they began to teach us to read and write Japanese. When the Americans came to retake the city, they invaded from the north, and the Japanese blew up the bridges and barricaded themselves in the southern part of the city where we lived. Shells were falling all around us, because the Japanese had stationed a gun encampment across from our house. One morning, we decided to make a run for the hospital, so that we could put ourselves under the protection of the Red Cross. Our neighbors were running in front of us, pushing their belongings on a pushcart, when they stepped on a land mine and the whole family was killed. We kept running, but when we got to the main street, there was a checkpoint and we weren’t allowed to cross. So we hid beneath a house, and soon we were discovered by Japanese soldiers. They lined us all up against the wall to be executed. We begged and begged and begged for our lives. They finally allowed my mother and the children to step aside, but they told my father to stay. My mother dropped to her knees and asked the Japanese commander to imagine it was his family. And he finally let all of us go.”

humansofnewyork:

“We fled to the Philippines, which was under American occupation at the time. But it wasn’t long before the Japanese took over the islands. We were living in Manila, and when the Japanese occupied the city, they began to teach us to read and write Japanese. When the Americans came to retake the city, they invaded from the north, and the Japanese blew up the bridges and barricaded themselves in the southern part of the city where we lived. Shells were falling all around us, because the Japanese had stationed a gun encampment across from our house. One morning, we decided to make a run for the hospital, so that we could put ourselves under the protection of the Red Cross. Our neighbors were running in front of us, pushing their belongings on a pushcart, when they stepped on a land mine and the whole family was killed. We kept running, but when we got to the main street, there was a checkpoint and we weren’t allowed to cross. So we hid beneath a house, and soon we were discovered by Japanese soldiers. They lined us all up against the wall to be executed. We begged and begged and begged for our lives. They finally allowed my mother and the children to step aside, but they told my father to stay. My mother dropped to her knees and asked the Japanese commander to imagine it was his family. And he finally let all of us go.”

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Dad Never Cooked Much

Dad never cooked much,
then again,
he was never around.
But when Dad cooked,
it was a grand event,
with spices and marinades
flying around the
apple red kitchen.
The meat went on the grill,
sizzling wildly in its
open mouth in open air,
juicy smells smiling
down on us in
sleepy tendrils.

Dad never danced much,
then again,
he claimed to have two
feet of the left variety.
But when Dad danced,
it was because he knew
I would always smile and
tell him how good he was.
Finally his little princess
once more,
he would twirl me,
strong arms promising
to never let go,
peppered stubble grazing
my laughing cheeks.

Dad never cried much,
then again,
he was raised to be
a southern man,
strong and rugged.
But when Dad cried,
the whole earth
shattered upon his
broad and weary shoulders.
He cried not for the past,
but for the man
he feared
he would never become
and for the father he knew
his children deserved.

S.H.

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- Dad Never Cooked Much - Samantha Huckabay (via notalbusdumbledore)

Baby: M-m

Mom: Mama?

Baby: The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell

z-raid:

fucktonofanatomyreferences:

A glorious fuck-ton of perspective angle references (per request).

[From various sources.]

Sources:

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repress:

Do you ever want to talk to someone but

1) You feel like you’re bothering them or coming off clingy
2) You don’t have anything to say, you just want to talk to them
3) You don’t know how to hold a conversation to save your life 

(via begin-the-beginning)