Carol Bontekoe
This blog has been keeping track of my adventures since 2004. The stories and the adventures have come from my college dorm room to Uganda, Peace Corps Kyrgyzstan, learning Dutch in the Netherlands to living in the wilds of Homer, Alaska. I went back to school in Amsterdam to study Theaterwetenschap (Theatre Science) at University of Amsterdam. And now my adventures as a Fruit Fly, a Sexy Unicorn, and creating a movement with Team Sparkle in Chicago.
I always wanted to be a dancer. To be graceful and ellogant, and lets face it tutus are hot! I have always wanted to wear a tutu. But whenever I trip or stumble over something I think this would never happen if I had been allowed to become the great ballerina that is with in me. One time when I was in 9th grade after a particularly bad fall in a basketball game, it looked like I tripped over the half court line and Casey Garvey replayed that part of the game tape over and over and over..., I asked my mom how come both of my sisters had gotten to take dance class but I never got to. She looked at me and said straight up, "I didn't want to be embarressed. You are so clumpsy, tall, and ackward. IT would have been a complete mess." I wasn't hurt but stunned. Stunned that my career in dance was based on what I ended up because I didn't take dance. Maybe I would have ended up some tall graceful model for tutus, if only I had been able to take dance when I was six.
If I owned a book store I would name it Book Shelf. It would be a brilliant little book store where people take care of each other. I would know my regular customers and their style of books and would be able to tell them if a new book came in that they might enjoy. I would have the older divorcee woman who is bettering herself. She has moved past her self help book phase and has now gone back to the classic literature she should have read a long time ago and that she has been claiming to have read in college for years.The artsy college student who refuses to go to those chain bookstores because chain stores are the down fall of this country. He comes with his scarf, fair trade coffee, and his pen and notebook (lap tops take away from his love of words) to write out his future book that he always tells me about so I can get his book on my shelf before everyone else. Then there is the old man who loves books, always has. He makes sure to tell me my place isn’t as good as this used bookstore that used to be in the neighborhood, but since I was the closest store to him he was going to have to make himself enjoy my store. HE always takes two of the cookies that I set out instead of just a polite solitary one like everyone else does. I would be a great bookstore owner. Everyone would love me and confide in me. I would be like a bartender but with books instead of booze. I would find some witty anecdote for whatever problem they have from some book I read. I would wear black, drink too much coffee, and have black rimmed glasses. I would be awesome!
I like to validate my Existence by typing my name into Google and checcking something comes up. I realized that this past school year when I would get quoted in the State News(MSU's newspaper) I tended to come off like an asshole."I am one of the laziest people you'll ever meet," Bontekoe joked on stage. "I live on the third floor, but I take the elevator, and I won't walk up the stairs, but I'll sprint and dive to catch the elevator." -10/4/2004"If there's one experience in my life that beats going to Africa or studying abroad in Europe, it would be playing Plinko at UAB's Price is Right," Bontekoe said.3/21/2005ahhhhh well...... at least you can find something under my name when you google it!
