I’m glad we spoke…

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Movie: Almost Famous

William Miller is a teenager aspiring to be a rock-and-roll journalist, despite the desires of his eccentric, overprotective mother, Elaine, who wants him to go into law.
He is hired by Rolling Stone magazine to tour with, and write about Stillwater, an up and coming rock band.
He goes on a to follow Stillwater on the road to write an article. He calls his mom and the following conversation happens when Russell (a band team member) interrupts…

William: [on the phone with his mother] I’m fine! I’m fine! I’m flying back on Monday Morning. I’ll only miss one test. I’ll make it up.
[Russell listens in, holding his guitar, laughing.]

Russell: Tell her you’re a slave to the groove – you can’t help it!

William: [covers phone] No.
[Russell grabs the phone]

Russell: Hi Mom! It’s Russell Hammond, I play guitar in Stillwater! It’s my fault. How does it feel to be the mother of the future of rock journalism? [pause] Hello?
[Silence.}

Russell: You’ve got a great kid — nothing to worry about! We’re taking care of him! And you should come to a show sometime! Join the Circus!

Elaine: Listen to me. Your charm does not work on me. I’m onto you. Of course you like him.

Russell: [getting serious] Well, yeah.

Elaine: He worships you people and that’s fine with you, as long as he helps make you rich.

Russell: [a nerve is struck] Rich? I don’t think so –

Elaine: Listen to me. He’s a smart, good-hearted, 15 year-old kid, with infinite potential.

Russell: [Russel looks over at the kid, eyes narrowing as he processes the truth.]

Elaine: This is not some apron-wearing mother you’re talking to. I know about your Valhalla of Decadence, and I shouldn’t have let him go. He is not ready for your world of compromised values, and diminished brain cells that you throw away like confetti. Am I speaking clearly to you?

Russell: Yes, ma’am.

Elaine: If you break his spirit, harm him in any way, keep him from his chosen profession — which is law, something you may not value but I do — you will meet the voice on the other end of this telephone. And it will not be pretty. Do we understand each other?

Russell: Uh, yes ma’am.

Elaine: I didn’t ask for this role, but I’ll play it. Now go do your best. “Be bold and mighty forces will come to your aid.” Goethe said that. It’s not too late for you to be a person of substance, Russell. Get my son home safely. You know, I’m glad we spoke. [Russell is in shock]

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Evolving and revolving! Douglas Adams & Woody Allen are my soul mates from another era. My quirkiness is an eclectic mix of Jess (New Girl), Dharma and Carrie Bradshaw. Sharing my birthday with Paulo Coelho & Stephen Fry, i'm always reading a book and enjoy having engaging conversations about life and love. I take children, wit and play seriously, very seriously. I'm a renaissance soul who enjoys yoga, vodka with cranberry and doodling. Working in the field of Education and Story-telling, there are only two things i look forward to: Knowing myself and Everything that matters!

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  1. A mother is a mother – with so much determination when it comes to children!!! But Gino, your idea is not to interfere in your kids’ aspriations, whatever may be it. Righto? How do you take this conversation?

  2. Well Kp, I thoroughly enjoyed this conversation.. And with regard to the “interferance part”.. There is and will be a thin line of difference between ‘interferance’ and ‘guidance’.. What we can do best for our children is to advise/guide them based on our experiences and foresights. However, we should try to not to expect or force them to take our advice, coz we cant deny them the right to make their own experiences… and learn from them…

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