We are Alright [Depending on how you look at it] — An Ode to and about my Shadow Self after spending four years in America
It’s really been a long time! Boy, am I glad to see your face? I always knew we would meet again another time, probably in another space,
It’s unbelievable it’s been so many years;
You better grab a seat and take a couple of breaths,…
You look so good in your weathered state;
You know I always knew you’d take the researchers’ route,
You were always the curious and inquisitive type,
And you look like you are doing alright,
I have been TA’ing* for my rent and proctoring** for my supper,
I am ‘slightly’ above the below (138%FPL***) and ‘sparingly’ below the upper
I am stuck in the vague middle, where the money gets tight,
But I guess it’s (I’m) alright.
Well, we were quite the dreamer when we were younger,
They thought we were crazy but we had the hunger,
We kept a lot of friends and rarely skipped classes;
We’ve been on top of the world and knocked on our a$$es,
Lost touch with many friends; lost a wee life and lost in love,
We lost our minds when things got tough,
As we have both come to learn that beating time is a losing fight,
I guess what I am saying is that it’s (I’m) alright.
Some say that I have changed and others think I stayed the same,
In any event, I am only too content to still have my name,
Well I hate to see this day end; heaven knows when next I will see you again,
Send me a fax, tweet me or send me a letter;
Or give me a call that will even be better,
Give Le Hubs a kiss for me, and say hello to the(our) family,
Tell them all my future’s looking bright;
And I miss them but it’s (I’m) alright.
TA — A teaching assistant or teacher’s aide; an individual who assists a teacher with instructional responsibilities.
**Proctoring- To invigilate or supervise an examination
***FPL — Below 138% Federal Poverty Level aka A perfect modal distribution of where you will find most graduate students in the US; too rich to qualify for aids and too poor to afford exotic holidays and other fancy things of life.
[Inspired to write this after listening to Jo Dee Messina’s ‘I’m Alright’]