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From: LaTonya Willis Hockaday -96
Date: 09 Nov 2000
Time: 17:41:13
Remote Name: 143.91.234.45
Wendy and I were both in Ms. Tong's English class. My fvaorite memories of Wendy come from this english class. Wendy would always volunteer to read for the class, and we would always tease her because she wouldn't just read whatever article or book we were doing, she would act it out. Before she would read, she would always take a deep breath and go into character. Everyone else would just simply read the piece, Wendy would try to feel the piece from the character's point of view. She was an excellent writer and I enjoyed listening to many of her poems. I remember she would always talk about her sister and how she moved to LA to act. She really admired her sister. She was a great artist and I really admired her. The good thing is, her spirit is so strong that eventhough she is not here physically, she still is here.
She liked to read Shakespeare, and so I end with this:
-Poet: How goes the world? Painter: It wears, sir, as it grows.
-There is a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come. The readiness is all. Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows aught, what is't to leave betimes? Let be.