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These are my best friends from kindergarten and elementary school. Together we have lived through class bullies and tyrannical teachers, and have bonded through numerous birthday parties and family gatherings. These are also the friends from whom I have been virtually separated since fifth grade, when I left Hong Kong to live in Houston, Texas. But it is not simply that I had left my friends behind; during those years, everyone who had the means to were leaving Hong Kong in fear of the handover in 1997. Our group of friends gradually became scattered to all corners of the world...
What was it that made me start thinking this way? A birthday. Actually, it was a birthday present, or at least it started that way. Since, it has helped shape me. Hard to believe that it's now been 8 years since I asked my parents to buy me a CD player. Five years later, it traveled to college with me, and if I think about it, that little bit of Japanese electronics and plastic probably fundamentally altered who I am and the trajectory upon which I traveled. It might seem odd to make such a claim, but please humor...
White's 100th birthday comes this July 11, and to mark the occasion I recently made my long-postponed visit. White wasn't around to enjoy it, of course, having died in October 1985. But the farmhouse is still there, resting on a rise above Blue Hill Bay, and the barn is still attached to it, Maine fashion, and down at the water's edge is the little boathouse where White wrote his children's stories Charlotte's Web and Stuart Little, along with the many essays that have entered the canon of American literature: "Once More to the Lake...
...White always left town on his birthday," he said, "because that's when the reporters would show up, bothering him. He'd tell us at the store where he was going, but nobody else...
...settings. In an ideal world, the V chip would make Mom and Dad confident that little Suzi's slumber-party guests aren't watching blue movies. In the world I live in, though, Suzi guesses that the access code is the same number you always use: your collie's birthday. She hacks into the system and orders Chainsaw Cheerleaders on pay-per-view...