Off-Topic / What's your connection with Poland? Penpals. [554]

My name is Daniel Casimir Wojciech Milosc Crouch.

My father is David and his Mother called Nancy died in before i had even this body.

My grandfather is Casimir his mother is Anna she made good pierogi and Casimir worked for NASA.

Casimir could look into the sky at an airplane and know what kind of airplane it was, how long it took to build, how much it costed and yadda yadda.

i call Casimir grumps because Casimir is a sacred name and a child doesn't understand this fact. oh well.

i would say "Hey Grumps what kind of plane is that big gray one?"

and that question could be a conversation that lasts hours or the entire day if we wanted it to.

Pokoj i Meeelosssh. mellow.

i am tired of living in US and i and having fond thoughts of walking in the same neighborhoods and land that my grandmother Wislawa knew and told me about when she made red potatoes.

all of my friends so called at the tender age of 15 or so would start drinking.

i donno why. it happens yadda they were into whiskey and tequila and i sat in the living room watching Batman and reading a book called Man Against Modern Society.

i have intrinsically known that vodka keeps you warm because my Grannie would drink chilled vodkey with nutmeg cinnamon, green tea and ginger.

from what i remember she would drink this around lunch time and not stop for many many bed times.

anyhow it may have been every day it may not have but i always knew she did this more in the winters in Michigan.

i am Polish i do not have any blood that is not Polska because yadda yadda my blood cells are white and red.

i am embarassed that i was not tought my own language but it happens do not worry about it please.

my connection to Poland is that my plan is to have a plane ticket from US to Krakow and see my aunties and cousins this year and teach engyleeshz and Psychology at Jagiellonian University.

i have never looked into the eyes of my siostras i these crazy american women always tell me i have beautiful eyes. whatever.

i realy wish to talk to my bracias i siostras and learn more Polska.

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Merged: I need to get in touch with somebody at the Wislawa Szymborska Foundation/ teach English at King Casimir's uni

Greetings beautys!

i have an album of music titled TALES FRUM DA POLES. It is right here.

casatticandhaswrathfirus.bandcamp.com/releases

i am moving to Krakow very soon. i live in a town called The Pearl it is in the NW region of North America.

i am spending much of my time thinking about my Grand father's land and i wish to walk on it.

there is a letter in transit to a man called Wojciech Kozak and i want to teach English at King Casimir's university that he founded in 1365.

i need to get in touch with somebody at the Wislawa Szymborska Foundation because she speaks in the same tone as my Great Grand Mother called Anna who would walk away from me when i spoke engyleesh to her.

yadda.

if anybody can help me in these endeavors i would appreciate it.

apologies for this being my first post, i just got here.

yadda. 33.

CA.

i have a Bachleor of Science from a placed called PSU and i study Sociology there. i worked for 5 years in a place called a psych ward. mental hospitals. and a place called Our House where people who are in the psych ward need a home so they live at Our House.

Our House had 75 beds. it was wild i learned a lot.

so i can teach Psychology too. i understand schizophrenia, bi-polar disorder, et al. the people i did therapy with they were not mad or insane everybody just wants to be loved, care for and express themselves.

i will teach English, Pyschology, and American Jazz Music my next door neighbor in 1993 in a place called North Highlands, Sacramento, CA. His name is Bears and his Grand father was friends with Herbie Hancock. Actually he was Herbie Hancock's chef and driver, et al.

yadda.

i understand English, Psychology, American Jazz Music and i would also like to teach poetry.

is this allowed in Poland?

i need to get in touch with somebody at the Wislawa Szymborska Foundation because she speaks in the same tone as my Great Grand Mother called Anna who would walk away from me when i spoke engyleesh to her.

yadda.

if anybody can help me in these endeavors i would appreciate it.

apologies for this being my first post, i just got here.

yadda. 33.

CA.

my Grandmother's name is Josephine i called her Beautiful Jojo.

She came here some time during the war in Detroit and Pennsylvania.

she doesn't know who her parents are and i must find out.

i will die trying if this does not happen soon.

the people who adopter her in Mt. Caramel Pennsylvaia are last name Zubovic. i do not know how its spelled only how to say it.

yadda.

when Jojo passed away in 2004 my mother gave me Jojo's necklace its called "Our Lady of Mt. Caramel" and i wore it for 5 years but Jojo's Spirit is very strong and bring and i lost that necklace thank God.

i couldn't handle it so when i lost her necklace i decide to buy a new one.

it is much more comfy and i do not take it off except to move bowels, shower and have sex.

my Grandfather's name is Casimir.

i think the folks at Ellis Island took a y out of my last name and i think there was a Z in there too.

whatever yadda its alright nobody knows how to say my name in this country.

yadda i am trying to convince my Grandfather to come to Krakow with me.

he is very stubborn. he is the happiest person i know. anyhow i hope he comes on the plane with me to Krakow.

i am afraid of flying i do not do it.

yadda i would fly to Krakow though. the flight to Krakow would be alright with my Grandfather with me.

yadda it is now 1:20pm on Wednesday.

in the The Pearl the day 4/20/16 is very sacred. but my town is filled with crazy persons.

they do not know what to do with sacred energy so i do not go to the streets at all today.

i have eaten one strawberry today and no food until maybe 9pm.

are there anyy Buddhist temples in Krakow? Apologies i know i could Google this stuffs but Google is not as good as word of mouth.

yadda the Buddhist temple i go to now is on a farm. they make good cheese. i bring a big bag of Oreos for the monk called Somophone there. he smiles at me and takes one Oreo and eats it. then he smiles and i tell him to have more Oreos and he declines.

he is a very funny person. anyhow. yadda yadda.

yadda i am very hungry and i will read Nothing Twice and be happy to see if there are any replys on this a bit later.

i am the poorest person in my town.

i do not look poor because i'm fockin Polska man my Grandfather and pops taught me how to dress in fly clothing.

yadda its not what you wear yadda its how you wear it alright.

when i was moving around a lot i lived in Oregon, New Mexico and Texas, my Father would give me one of his nice collar'd shirts and that is the shirt i would wear to the interview and i wouldn't wear that shirt every again. i have all those in my closet they're sooper fresh.

if you want to see some old ass Cadilacs that are burried in the ground but the bumpers are sticking up go to a town in Texas called Amarillo.

anyhow for some reason the people who do not know that i am the poorest person in my town tend to ignore me and let me be.

but the people who do know i am the poorest person (ie-people at the bank and my neighbors) tend to ask me really weird questions and treat me very kindly and i tend to say things to them from my heart.

yadda man it happens do not worry about it please.