Life on One Leg

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I must admit that this type of writing just isn't usually my cup of tea, mostly because it makes me feel like I'm reading something that was written in a hurry, and that will easily fade from my mind. But there is some beauty in simplicity.

I’ve been a naked intruder in someone’s house. And yet I am innocent as the day is long, faithful, honest and gentle. I can explain everything! Min did not seem to care about such secrecy. It was as if he were saying, Go ahead, watch me. No matter—you will not he able to imitate my skill. Leg is intimate (and I mean that in all ways), insightful, and often laugh-out-loud funny.” —Scott Simon, NPR’s “Weekend Edition”That’s what I loved about this book. I grew up in Salt Lake City near the same neighborhood, but Greg lived a different reality of what I knew. While I found myself wishing I could spend more time with the raucous Marshall clan (turns out his brother has a book about the time caring for their father with ALS), this book is clearly Greg’s time. The well-fed of the village greeted each other politely by saying, "Have you eaten well today?" Tree-ear and his friend turned the greeting inside out for their own little joke. Honorable sir," Tree-ear said, panting and bowing. "As I walked behind you, I noticed that you are marking your path with rice!"

The average male releases between 40 million and 1.2 billion sperm cells in a single ejaculation and out of those numbers only one fertilize the ovum to form an embryo which later develops into a baby. You survived one out of millions and billions of sperms, you won your race. Everyone who steps foot on earth here is a victor, we all came to earth as Olympic champions. That’s why no one can compete with you, your uniqueness has no kind and everything about you is genuine. If today was your last day, how would you live? Tree-ear was so called after the mushroom that grew in wrinkled half-circles on dead or fallen tree trunks, emerging from the rotten wood without benefit of parent seed. A good name for an orphan, Crane- Now, as always, he seemed to know Tree-ear's thoughts without hearing them spoken. "Tell me about this farmer," he said. "What kind of man was he?"A riotous new memoir . . . A hilarious yet loving account, this book has charm for days.” — People Magazine Memoirs are my favorite genre because I enjoy learning about others’ experiences,” says the author. “I am a firm believer in obtaining knowledge to reduce fear. We’re often scared of the unknown.” Dr Anna Lowe, an expert on healthy ageing and physical activity, explained that loss of balance “starts for a lot of people with simple stuff”. I crashed a Harley Davidson into a learner driver in the mountains near Grasse, this is how I lost my leg. If you would ask me what I remember about 'Traveling on One Leg', I would tell you I remember a story about loneliness and confusion in difficult times. I remember a woman who can't find her place. She can't find her place in a new country or in her old country, neither can she find her place near one of the guys around her. She feels like an anxious observer when she's talking a walk, and she feels anxious about the idea of missing home.