Bonne Anniversaire Schounard! 36 years time flies indeed…3 years ago i offer him this album with all my heart. My little Big Brother as accomplish a lot already in his Life. He knows what he wants and go for it! He’s not only talented but disciplined, self centered, determined, courageous sensitive intuitive…Maybe a little overprotective towards me! Definitely is a winner and it feels good to have his energy around ! I wish i could be like him when i grow up…. I deeply admired him. When we were little, the first thing Stephane used to do when arriving home was call after me, Tenda where are you? He followed me everywhere imitating me and…i was not very kind to him! I’m 6 years older! Even nowadays sometimes i still argue with him but i know that we deeply loved each other and that we are there for one another always and forever. Je suis fière de t’avoir comme frère Je t’aime Parabens schounard
One of a kind…
Heading to Paris and tomorrow one of my favorite cities in the world Mumbai …will definitely enjoy the best chicken masala in town then Paris again staying with friends then…..well you don’t really want to know my head is turning already……Will be back in february! See you Remember to dance laugh enjoy Have fun Xo PS: my album page is a text reminding us how each one of us is special and unique
Are you open?
Just finished two extraordinaries books “The Help” Kathryn Stockett and “Shanghai girls” Lisa See. Both about discrimination and injustice and how women fight back, never giving up their dreams and their ability to give no matter what. We are transported back in the sixties, Mississipi, how black women cooked, cleaned and raised little white children and have their own private toilets because of the diseases they might carry for example or others discriminations each one worse than the others. “Shanghai girls” is the beautiful story of two sisters back in the sixties too, who after their father lost his fortune were sold and went living in chinatown Los Angeles and couldn’t get out of it no matter what. I am fortunate to have been raised by a french mother and a portuguese father both open to the world. I remember the parties in our house where my father was at the time responsible for black and arab countries. I remember mom wearing the traditional boubou offered to her by the Senegal’s ambassador. I knew from childhood that we are equals …
