I just read that the world's oldest person, Yone Minagawa, just died. She was a spry 114 years old. This is a bit funny because she's no longer the world's oldest person. Now, she's dead, just like everybody else her age.
You can't really be sad at her passing. She lived a long, long life. A life, surely, filled with rice, fish heads, and manual labor. Her death is probably everything she's hoped and dreamed about for the past 20 years.
A part of me wants to think that there is some sort of system that balances out life on earth. For every death, a birth. For every birth, a death. If this is the case, Yone was a very selfish person.
C'mon lady, give somebody else a chance.
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She was born in 1893...(if she died in 2007) or possibly even 1892...which means that she technically could have real memories from the 1800's seeing as how she was around 7 or 8 when they ended....that's unreal...p.s. my great uncle lived to be 107...
yeah, I thought about that too.
My dad's family all live to be really old. I think I may become one of them.
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