Consider Daniel-sun
https://youtu.be/Bg21M2zwG9Q
And Walker-sun
https://youtu.be/2KBnHF0hTrk
He who knows, doesn't say.... He who says, doesn't know....
- old (just) sayin'
if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you
- carpenter from roman empire
Also consider the final dance off in Grease, because it is very cool and sports, war and religion may not be your thing....
https://youtu.be/fY5pmzmiDO8
in fact, watching the Hand Jive in Grease really makes you miss your youth when you're 45, that is my determination........... not that i did a lot of dancing in my youth in particular, although some, anyway it reminds me of one time i took my girlfriend from university in sydney to a party at a hall hired out in western sydney in my hometown....... my girlfriend was a reasonably well to do jew, or from a reasonably well to do family....... and later that night we'd be heading to one of the most expensive suburbs in sydney to her best friend's house (another jew, this one stinking rich) for a party there, the best friend's house being on Watson's Bay right on the water so probably like a fifteen million dollar house in today's (american) money.......
cue the doogie howser music.........
my hometown in western sydney of course is a bastion of violence and poor education that naturally repels many kinds of social activities like rich communist chinese intervention and so forth...... anyway, the point was, although i was already 21 or 22 and had already really transplanted myself away from my hometown (which always ended up pulling me back in over the years, now and then), the great thing was that once again i was invited to some party, by i don't even know who, but that was the great thing about the youthful camaraderie we shared at school, even though, in my case, i'd left the kids from that school around age 14, even still, eight years later, someone, whoever, not even sure who, was inviting me to some party at a community hall, like a birthday party or something......... i mean by this point i'd spend 18 months of my youth in spain, like a year or maybe a little more i would have been on my 18 month odyssey in spain, but there i was with my girlfriend from the rich end of town........ she was a little nervous about being in such a dangerous part of the city and i shouldn't have told her the next day the report i'd heard that someone was attacked with a hammer to the head (after we'd left) and an ambulance had to attend (although i couldn't confirm that report, it definitely would be plausible in my hometown, somehow, as youths, if we didn't experience it, we didn't care)....... anyway i think my girlfriend was pleasantly surprised (before i told her about the hammer attack) that night and we caught the train into the city and walked in on her friend's party in Watson's Bay that same evening and her friends were asking her about western sydney as if it was Paris (which is isn't)........... it just seems like youth is full of opportunities for social interractions......... moreso than any other time of life.......... i mean alot of times in my youth i'd straight up withdraw from society just to read books but it seems like there was always a new important friend to make around the corner or a girl that needed a love affair nearby........... things just aren't like that in your 30s............. and your 40s, forget about it
maybe i should go to tel aviv and party for a couple of months before i turn 50, catch up on all that lack of partying......... easy to party with jews............
hey and i told you about my first three months in america, starting around mid august 2001, right, still 25 years old, not too old to consider my youth over back then
i can tell you i absolutely loved Grease when i was a little kid and first saw it, like around age 9 or so....... it really and truly captured my imagination......... moreover, in those days, before my legs (from knees down) started growing slightly warped and buckled starting around age 13, i had incredibly straight legs so probably could have safely assumed i'd be able to learn dance moves like in Grease when i saw that movie as a little kid....... for example, in those days, i was instructed to hold on to the back of a mobile ice cream vending van with my roller skates on when (the driver of it) powered off in disgust at me and my play buddies (older) constant haranguing........ we were really holding on to that thing while it sped off at over 40 miles per hour.... that's an incredible feat of athletics when you think about it and you really have to be an extremely confident roller skater to pull that off, which i was in those days
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