You say your goodbyes to all the people you have met during the year. All you can do is ponder on all the good times and bad times. When your gathered together again the conversation will just be remember when…remember that…wasn't it funny when... All the things that once made you smile will come back again. The deepest sadness is when you see them walk across the stage as if the distance grows faster. However, someone will think that of you and you will do the same. You will lift your feet with heavy weights and go across the stage. They will hand you your paper and you will lift your arms in excitement. Then your hand will meet your hat to move the tastle to the other side. On the other side is a new beginning. On the new side is a secrete of purpose. On the other side is your destiny.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Waiting for... Part 2
Sitting in the park
Everything is muffled
I can tell they are yelling
Or the boy on the merry-go-round
is screaming
On the that the powdered face
is making the baby
cry out of fear
I laugh probably out loud
when I read the lips
in school teacher say
have a moment of silence
I laugh ha, ha
out loud
Then cover my mouth
out comes no noise
I wait
and I wait
waiting for sounds
Everything is muffled
I can tell they are yelling
Or the boy on the merry-go-round
is screaming
On the that the powdered face
is making the baby
cry out of fear
I laugh probably out loud
when I read the lips
in school teacher say
have a moment of silence
I laugh ha, ha
out loud
Then cover my mouth
out comes no noise
I wait
and I wait
waiting for sounds
Waiting for...
I hear with my ears
I feel with my hands
I can hear the foot steps
creeping above me
I can feel the room shaking
beneath my feet
I don't want to trip
stumble or fall
So I sit waiting for help
As I sit I wait, thinking
pondering what I like to be
A cat or a bird
I no longer would like to be
a bat
Hearing with only ears
Touching with only hands
Smelling different aromas
Tasting unidentified objects
I'm still listening
waiting for extra eyes
I'm waiting
waiting
waiting for my eyes
I feel with my hands
I can hear the foot steps
creeping above me
I can feel the room shaking
beneath my feet
I don't want to trip
stumble or fall
So I sit waiting for help
As I sit I wait, thinking
pondering what I like to be
A cat or a bird
I no longer would like to be
a bat
Hearing with only ears
Touching with only hands
Smelling different aromas
Tasting unidentified objects
I'm still listening
waiting for extra eyes
I'm waiting
waiting
waiting for my eyes
Yet Another Day
From the fog
to the dew
that makes the morning glossy
Waking up to the sun
A yawn so deep
and their trees in the woods are mossy
The birds fly high
In a gang
they sing to those who have not yet woken
The kettle is hot
In screams from down the hall
Happy for the tea, yet my smile is broken
When I finally rise
walk out the door
and begin looking for a new discovery
I don't think of today
nor tomorrow
Just the thought of quick recovery
Monday, April 6, 2009
Spring Time
Pollen fills the air
Looking out the window in my chair,
My eyes pacing
an the birds singing,
Their melody rises
the weather is full of surprises,
My heart leaps
while lifting the window creaks,
The spring breeze reaches my hair
my skin is fare,
Watching my little tree grow tall
and the leaves come back from falling in fall,
Life is great in the spring time
my smile will always shine,
Looking out the window in my chair,
My eyes pacing
an the birds singing,
Their melody rises
the weather is full of surprises,
My heart leaps
while lifting the window creaks,
The spring breeze reaches my hair
my skin is fare,
Watching my little tree grow tall
and the leaves come back from falling in fall,
Life is great in the spring time
my smile will always shine,
Monday, March 30, 2009
High School
Eye balls staring
Haters glaring,
Walking down a narrow hallway,
You don't know how you'll make it, even if you will stay
All you can hear is their voices
lockers slamming, strange noises
The people were strange
over the summer your friends change
do they still care
Now I'm in a chair
Butt all stale
It feels like hell, just listening to the hairy talker
writing on the chalkboard, leaning on his walker
Doesn't he know he's old
the children are now bold
ready to tell him to sit his fanny down
he doesn't shoot back but turns around
Now what have I found
my head in my book
so I don't have to look
at my classmates
or in my case
High School
Haters glaring,
Walking down a narrow hallway,
You don't know how you'll make it, even if you will stay
All you can hear is their voices
lockers slamming, strange noises
The people were strange
over the summer your friends change
do they still care
Now I'm in a chair
Butt all stale
It feels like hell, just listening to the hairy talker
writing on the chalkboard, leaning on his walker
Doesn't he know he's old
the children are now bold
ready to tell him to sit his fanny down
he doesn't shoot back but turns around
Now what have I found
my head in my book
so I don't have to look
at my classmates
or in my case
High School
Article
Scientist Find Prehistoric “Nuclear Family”
Article on the next page
Joclyn Harrison
11/26/2008
On November 17, 2008, researchers found the remains of a family. The family was found in Germany in a 4,600 year old grave yard. They discovered little children from newborn babies to 10 years and adults were ranged around 30 years of age or older. DNA analysis helped figure out the age and gender of each skeleton. There where two adults and two little boys in the discovered grave site. One boy was between the age of 8-9 and the other was between the ages of 4-5. Researchers say they were part of a prehistoric tribe.
However, they found it kind of strange the way they were arranged. Some where interlinked by their arms or hands, and some were faced, face to face. The mother and father were both facing each other as well as the brothers. Wolfgang Haak said “their unity of death suggest a unity of life.” They also state that “we have established the presence of the classic nuclear family in a prehistoric context in central Europe.”
In this very grave yard, graves held a total of 13 people. Each person was buried at the same time. (VERY STRANGE) The question is did they all die at the same time? If so, what happened? Where they buried alive? Was it a war? Did the other tribe burry them? How did this happen?
Well, in the article it did state that they have suffered bad injuries. They also suggested that they were “victims of a violent raid.” It could be highly possible because of the lesions found, apparently made by stones, arrows, or axes in the female’s back. She also had fractures on her skull.
Other test and techniques helped figure out the time of when the tribes lived. Therefore, using this information from dental remains, they inferred that it was in the Stone Age society. It also showed that the males and children where different from the females in where they came from. The females were from a different region. Did the women come from other tribes to help the unity between tribes?
That could be true, the article states “the evidence that men sought other partners from different regions to avoid inbreeding and that it was customary for women to move to location of the males.” One of my questions was answered in this article. Alistair Pike, archeologist at the University of Bristol said “Such traditions would have been important to avoid inbreeding and to forge kinship networks (friendships or peace) with other communities (tribes).
I have learned that there were prehistoric tribes existed. In addition, I believe that somehow, the people who were buried in this grave yard were involved with hatred by another tribe. They ended up getting raided over land, power, or there was o peace between the two tribes. I think it’s very unfortunate that some of the kids were not able to live over the age of ten.
Article on the next page
Joclyn Harrison
11/26/2008
On November 17, 2008, researchers found the remains of a family. The family was found in Germany in a 4,600 year old grave yard. They discovered little children from newborn babies to 10 years and adults were ranged around 30 years of age or older. DNA analysis helped figure out the age and gender of each skeleton. There where two adults and two little boys in the discovered grave site. One boy was between the age of 8-9 and the other was between the ages of 4-5. Researchers say they were part of a prehistoric tribe.
However, they found it kind of strange the way they were arranged. Some where interlinked by their arms or hands, and some were faced, face to face. The mother and father were both facing each other as well as the brothers. Wolfgang Haak said “their unity of death suggest a unity of life.” They also state that “we have established the presence of the classic nuclear family in a prehistoric context in central Europe.”
In this very grave yard, graves held a total of 13 people. Each person was buried at the same time. (VERY STRANGE) The question is did they all die at the same time? If so, what happened? Where they buried alive? Was it a war? Did the other tribe burry them? How did this happen?
Well, in the article it did state that they have suffered bad injuries. They also suggested that they were “victims of a violent raid.” It could be highly possible because of the lesions found, apparently made by stones, arrows, or axes in the female’s back. She also had fractures on her skull.
Other test and techniques helped figure out the time of when the tribes lived. Therefore, using this information from dental remains, they inferred that it was in the Stone Age society. It also showed that the males and children where different from the females in where they came from. The females were from a different region. Did the women come from other tribes to help the unity between tribes?
That could be true, the article states “the evidence that men sought other partners from different regions to avoid inbreeding and that it was customary for women to move to location of the males.” One of my questions was answered in this article. Alistair Pike, archeologist at the University of Bristol said “Such traditions would have been important to avoid inbreeding and to forge kinship networks (friendships or peace) with other communities (tribes).
I have learned that there were prehistoric tribes existed. In addition, I believe that somehow, the people who were buried in this grave yard were involved with hatred by another tribe. They ended up getting raided over land, power, or there was o peace between the two tribes. I think it’s very unfortunate that some of the kids were not able to live over the age of ten.
Theater Review: Shakespeare
A Tasteful Hint of Shakespeare
I walked into a theater that was filled with music and lights that surrounded stage. The bottom of the stage was made of wood that barely creaked; follow by drapes that fell to the floor in black. Above the drapes was a top of the stage in the form of the balcony. They did not have much props but the bed that slid in an out when time and could turn into a platform.
There were lots of plots in this play. A couple was getting married, while a father forbid his daughter to marry the man she wanted, to a girl obsessed with a man who thought none of her, while men put on a play for the duke an his soon to be wife, and two powerful lovers that fight. All the conflicts were solved. The two powerful lovers Oberon and Titania stop fighting, Hermia was allowed to marry Lysander, Demetrius married Helena, Hipolyita and the Duke, Theseus got married, and the play within the play was a hit.
My favorite character was Bottom. He kept my eyes lids wide open and drew me into the play. He was hilarious. However, Puck was not really into character. As we discussed in drama class he could of shown that he was a little more sneaky and mischievous. When I studied the play my focus was on the character Helena. When I compared her to the way I portrayed it, I felt it was somewhat the same.
This play showed the power of love. Love will make you crazy as seen by Helena and her insane thought that Demetrius would want a clingy gal. Puck was the struggle between good and bad. He got so caught up in laughing at others that it damaged the hearts and emotions of others. He made Demetrius and Lysander fall in love with Helena, and then left Hermia alone fighting for Lysander heart to come back.
If you haven’t seen, studied, or acted out a Shakespeare play then you have truly been missing the art from a man full of complex thoughts on a outlook of life. His plays will take captive of your mind and the humor will excite you. Why should anyone see A Midsummer Nights Dream? Everyone should see it because it’s the appetizer the complimentary bread from Golden Corral or OCharley’s, the hint of all Shakespeare plays!
I walked into a theater that was filled with music and lights that surrounded stage. The bottom of the stage was made of wood that barely creaked; follow by drapes that fell to the floor in black. Above the drapes was a top of the stage in the form of the balcony. They did not have much props but the bed that slid in an out when time and could turn into a platform.
There were lots of plots in this play. A couple was getting married, while a father forbid his daughter to marry the man she wanted, to a girl obsessed with a man who thought none of her, while men put on a play for the duke an his soon to be wife, and two powerful lovers that fight. All the conflicts were solved. The two powerful lovers Oberon and Titania stop fighting, Hermia was allowed to marry Lysander, Demetrius married Helena, Hipolyita and the Duke, Theseus got married, and the play within the play was a hit.
My favorite character was Bottom. He kept my eyes lids wide open and drew me into the play. He was hilarious. However, Puck was not really into character. As we discussed in drama class he could of shown that he was a little more sneaky and mischievous. When I studied the play my focus was on the character Helena. When I compared her to the way I portrayed it, I felt it was somewhat the same.
This play showed the power of love. Love will make you crazy as seen by Helena and her insane thought that Demetrius would want a clingy gal. Puck was the struggle between good and bad. He got so caught up in laughing at others that it damaged the hearts and emotions of others. He made Demetrius and Lysander fall in love with Helena, and then left Hermia alone fighting for Lysander heart to come back.
If you haven’t seen, studied, or acted out a Shakespeare play then you have truly been missing the art from a man full of complex thoughts on a outlook of life. His plays will take captive of your mind and the humor will excite you. Why should anyone see A Midsummer Nights Dream? Everyone should see it because it’s the appetizer the complimentary bread from Golden Corral or OCharley’s, the hint of all Shakespeare plays!
Monday, March 23, 2009
When One Door Shuts, Another One Opens
As I sit in my room weeping, my mother yells from the other room. All she was doing was making sure I was okay. (The word gets around quick.) She yelled from her bed "Grace I know you here me calling you! Sweetie are you okay? Are you crying?" I didn't respond I was in despair. He personally took dull butter knife and to help rip my heart into shreds. Never thought that he would back out the relationship that we once had. I never saw the stampede come. I didn't eat not sleep well. Now that I look back on it, I was stupid. More than stupid, I was pitiful. For all the fish in the sea I act like I'm the only one of my kind. Like a school of fish never existed. My cells phone buzzed from under my pillow. I refused to talk to any one, but something told me to look at my phone. It was the guy I met a month ago at pizza place. His name was Johnny. My gut feeling told me to pick it up and I obeyed. When I answered it, it lifted my spirits, and his hummer made me forget. After time we talked more, we went on a couple of dates, we had several special moments, and then came that day that he asked me to be his girlfriend. Of course, I said "yes". The butcher, who dismembered my hurt, Fredrick never thought of asking me to be his girlfriend. It was a waste of time, time that could of been spent on the value of life's treasures. I forgave but never forgot. Healing took some time and my heart has its on passe. However, not too much time was wasted but I am finally happy and I can answer the door next time I can answer the door.
Quotes
Top 5 love quotes
1-"Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you’re just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have YOU... The one who turns to his friends and says, "that's her"....
2-Don't say you love me unless you really mean it, because I might do something crazy like believe it.
3-Did you ever fall for someone you know you shouldn't?Try hard to fight your feelings, but you just couldn't?You fall deeper with each passing day,But try to hide it in every possible way.He's only a friend, and nothing else--That's the lie you keeping telling yourself.You keep on saying he's just a bud,But deep inside, you're falling in love.You get so giddy when you meet his eyes,But keep reminding yourself it isn't right.A simple glance turns into a stare,But you pretend that you don't care.It's "not right" for you two to be.Is that why you hide it so no one can see?But how long will you pretend?Keep lying that he's just a friend?Perhaps your feelings you can never show.Perhaps it's "wrong" for him to know.Your friendship can't be risked over this,So being his girl is an impossible wish...
4-Have you ever wondered which hurts the most: saying something and wishing you had not, or saying nothing, and wishing you had?
5-"The spaces between your fingers were created so that my fingers could fill them in."
Top 5 friendship quotes
1-A stranger stabs you in the front; a friend stabs you in the back; a boyfriend stabs you in the heart, but best friends only poke each other with straws.
2-A friend is someone who can see the truth and pain in you even when you are fooling everyone else.
3-The words that escape a friend's mouth are "I'll be there when you say you need me" but the words that are unheard from a true friend's heart are "I'll be there... whether you say you need me or not."
4-It's the times we're so crazy,that people think we're high.It's the times we laugh so hard,we can't help but cry.It's all the inside jokes and "remember when’s".those are all the reasons that we're best friends!
5-Never explain yourself. Your friends don’t need it and your enemies won’t believe it.
Link-http://www.boardofwisdom.com/Default.asp?topic=1005&listname=Love
1-"Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you’re just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have YOU... The one who turns to his friends and says, "that's her"....
2-Don't say you love me unless you really mean it, because I might do something crazy like believe it.
3-Did you ever fall for someone you know you shouldn't?Try hard to fight your feelings, but you just couldn't?You fall deeper with each passing day,But try to hide it in every possible way.He's only a friend, and nothing else--That's the lie you keeping telling yourself.You keep on saying he's just a bud,But deep inside, you're falling in love.You get so giddy when you meet his eyes,But keep reminding yourself it isn't right.A simple glance turns into a stare,But you pretend that you don't care.It's "not right" for you two to be.Is that why you hide it so no one can see?But how long will you pretend?Keep lying that he's just a friend?Perhaps your feelings you can never show.Perhaps it's "wrong" for him to know.Your friendship can't be risked over this,So being his girl is an impossible wish...
4-Have you ever wondered which hurts the most: saying something and wishing you had not, or saying nothing, and wishing you had?
5-"The spaces between your fingers were created so that my fingers could fill them in."
Top 5 friendship quotes
1-A stranger stabs you in the front; a friend stabs you in the back; a boyfriend stabs you in the heart, but best friends only poke each other with straws.
2-A friend is someone who can see the truth and pain in you even when you are fooling everyone else.
3-The words that escape a friend's mouth are "I'll be there when you say you need me" but the words that are unheard from a true friend's heart are "I'll be there... whether you say you need me or not."
4-It's the times we're so crazy,that people think we're high.It's the times we laugh so hard,we can't help but cry.It's all the inside jokes and "remember when’s".those are all the reasons that we're best friends!
5-Never explain yourself. Your friends don’t need it and your enemies won’t believe it.
Link-http://www.boardofwisdom.com/Default.asp?topic=1005&listname=Love
Till death do us part
It was a cold harsh night when Brandy, Brian, and Brenda went to a cabin in the woods for Sylvester’s birthday. Brandy and Brian were in love. Brian would do anything for her even give up his own life. Brandy introduced Brenda to Sylvester two years ago. They hit it off pretty good. As time went by Brenda fell in love with Sylvester and she thought the same exact thing. When everyone arrived at the cabin Sylvester borrowed from his brother who he never mentioned they begin to play music. The music covered the house but it would not matter if someone would scream for help because no one will hear them. The cabin was in the middle of natures darkness surrounded by an army of trees. No houses where within a 50 miles of the wooden cabin which was very unusual for a common camp sight or as they thought. Brandy went outside for a brief session with her cigarette. She tried to light it several times however the fire never sustained. She got fed up and decided to turn around and head back through the door. Then a scream filled the woods but never reached the door. When some hours went by Brenda and Brian’s worries progressed. They both set out to look for their love ones. Brenda found Sylvester crying with blood dripping off his big muscular hands. Right beneath him was Brandy’s lifeless body. Brenda fell to the ground with no expression and screamed crying out yet no one answered her cry for help. Brian came crashing down hyperventilating to find part of his life on the ground. Sylvester left them stalking on the floor. Then the house got really cold and the blasting music stopped. Suddenly pacing foot steps stalked the house. Brenda had no expression on her face but her first thought was to leave immediately. Brian held to her tightly and cried “No! Don’t you leave me! Do you see her; we are not going to leave her here!” The foot steps got closer, Brenda softly closed her eyes out of fear. When she opened them Brian was laying on the floor beside Brandy. Her heart dropped with her stomach. To her surprise she found Sylvester right in front of her as she turned around. He had a creepy grin stretched across his face and his eyes widened. He grabbed and recited to her as if it was from a love novel “Till death do us part remember, you said we will get married right, but now we can join eternal life together in love”. Then the lights suddenly turned off as well as their voices.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Driving me CRAZY
The top 21 things that drives me crazy...
- My grandmothers nagging
- My dads snoring
- My dog constantly in neighbors yards
- Last minute tasks
- The smell chicken broth
- Soggy fried chicken
- Breakfast at lunch
- Dogs shedding
- Lint on black clothes
- Holes in stockings
- A cars Stinky exhaust
- Constant changing weather
- People being loud in a movie theater
- Talking while I am listening to music
- Sarcasm
- When the fireplace gets too hot
- Hunger pains
- Loosing my earrings
- Misplacing my socks
- My sister wearing my clothes
- And the world not being able to come together
There is something about love?
There is something about love and how people fight, die, or cry for it everyday
Some people do something crazy like believe what others say
They may tell you that they love you
And at the time it may seem o so true
But the moment your life turns upside down and blue
Lets see who will be right beside you
You may believe it all
You may even walk pridefully tall
But its something about that four letter word
that drives many people absurd
However, we have our moments and becomes a lesson learned
The question is, Is love something we earned?
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Race & Ethnicity
Does race matter to anyone? Does race effect judgment? How does race and ethnicity affect your life? Why do people judge so much by race? Well it states in the constitution that everyone has the right to have their own beliefs and faith. In addition, the Declaration of Independence states that “all men are created equally.” If this statement is true why do people respond, act, or get ridiculed by their race or ethnicity. I have had experiences were people have through racism at my feet just because I am multi racial.Now that I look back, there was a time that an older white man stop his young child from playing with me. That was the time that I sat beside my sister with her history book, waiting in the dentist waiting room, and learned why such an act was committed.
We recycle hate over and over again causing more on just hatred between different races, but creating race on race crime. Hate is a strong word that is used allot without knowing the true meaning. “Hate is intense hostility aversion usually deriving from fear, anger, or sense of injury” – defined on Merriam Webster Online Search. They also state that “extreme hate or antipathy”. Having different types of race is a beautiful thing. Why don’t we appreciate it, embrace it? Many people are raised this way, many people are ignorant, or people lack something in the development of a peaceful mind. As they say “if people where the same, life will be boring!”
Your color is just the pigment of your skin.
Your ethnicity is based upon your background/history.
Your racism is a sign of your ignorance to society.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
No More!
No more will I fight over things I don’t need
No more shall I complain
Do be better and grow another seed
Making matters worse is insane
No more should I put down others
No more shall I say harmful words
Because you are brother
We just like birds
(We flock together)
No more can I raise my fist
And press it against your face
We walk through the mist
Of human race
No longer should we give up
No more can we hang our heads low
We must cup
(Success)
And keep believing for show
No more will we make matters worse
No more can we engage in stress
Pulling more money more and more money from our purse
The world should not be in debt
And mess
No more shall we lie
No more shall we stretch the truth
No matter what you say people will still die
Not knowing the truth today
No more, No longer shall I keep this poem going
Because no matter what
No matter what I say
The love may not still be flowing
But never the less
Change some of your ways
Because n more shall you stay the same!
No more shall I complain
Do be better and grow another seed
Making matters worse is insane
No more should I put down others
No more shall I say harmful words
Because you are brother
We just like birds
(We flock together)
No more can I raise my fist
And press it against your face
We walk through the mist
Of human race
No longer should we give up
No more can we hang our heads low
We must cup
(Success)
And keep believing for show
No more will we make matters worse
No more can we engage in stress
Pulling more money more and more money from our purse
The world should not be in debt
And mess
No more shall we lie
No more shall we stretch the truth
No matter what you say people will still die
Not knowing the truth today
No more, No longer shall I keep this poem going
Because no matter what
No matter what I say
The love may not still be flowing
But never the less
Change some of your ways
Because n more shall you stay the same!
Changing
Turning from a child to a young lady,
a young lady to a woman.
Changing my beliefs, looks,
and where I stand.
Changing from a boy to a man,
high voice to a deeper voice.
Growing taller
and smarter.
Starting from a seed to a flower,
From the water it received.
Branching out,
Growing strong roots indeed.
From a cub
to a bear
From a chick
to a chicken
From a kitten
to a cat
From a baby
to a woman/man
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Rain, Rain, Go Away...
Outside, above the trees, beyond the dead grass, and in a huge old white house lived a very joyful girl. She skipped and hopped in her yellow flowered dress. Her smile would stretch across her face meeting her dimples and her forehead would shine when the sun hit her as well as her eyes would turn a light brown. When it rained which it rarely did her face would slouch and press against the window with disappointment because she couldn't enjoy the moment of being outside.
Normally when it rained, something would make her sad. That very day her dog Peanut died. She had no brothers no sisters and Peanut was the only thing that kept her comforted. The death of her K9 showed such pain on the outside her parents couldn't help it but feel it to. Her ill mother decided to buy her a cat. She named the big fur ball, that was gray with black stripes Mr. Skip.
Mr. Skip walked funny, he wasn't injured, he wasn't hurt, he just walked very unusual. The girl would smile every time she called for him. She welcomed Mr. Skip and his strange behavior with open arms as well as her parents (or at least she thought). One time her father was going to work and Mr. Skip hopped into his arms the father dropped the cat with no hesitation. The girl cryed her self to sleep at the same time rain drops gently touched the window one by one.
When ever it rained she was sad when ever it stayed sunny she would enjoy the time if her life. As soon as every inch of water dried up and it was sunny again her and Mr. Skip played all day. Then a drop of water hit her face and her cheeks fell the excitement was gone. The cat stood still didn't run away at all even though it poured constant rain. The girl let the rain soak her in disappointment but the cat stood still.
Her father ran outside with tears down his face holding her mother in his arms. The mother was pale in a white night gown. The father fell down to his knees screaming out "Why!!Why!!Why her out of all people! Why her!". The rain took over and fell harder but still bounced off there skin. The girl sat down not understanding but knowing her father was crying which rarely happens, it questioned her sanity. As she sat there the cat ran up to her and licked her gently. Mr. Skip turned her frown upside down and he tugged her to play and she did. The father stop crying, the rain stooped falling, and the mother gave breathe again.
Normally when it rained, something would make her sad. That very day her dog Peanut died. She had no brothers no sisters and Peanut was the only thing that kept her comforted. The death of her K9 showed such pain on the outside her parents couldn't help it but feel it to. Her ill mother decided to buy her a cat. She named the big fur ball, that was gray with black stripes Mr. Skip.
Mr. Skip walked funny, he wasn't injured, he wasn't hurt, he just walked very unusual. The girl would smile every time she called for him. She welcomed Mr. Skip and his strange behavior with open arms as well as her parents (or at least she thought). One time her father was going to work and Mr. Skip hopped into his arms the father dropped the cat with no hesitation. The girl cryed her self to sleep at the same time rain drops gently touched the window one by one.
When ever it rained she was sad when ever it stayed sunny she would enjoy the time if her life. As soon as every inch of water dried up and it was sunny again her and Mr. Skip played all day. Then a drop of water hit her face and her cheeks fell the excitement was gone. The cat stood still didn't run away at all even though it poured constant rain. The girl let the rain soak her in disappointment but the cat stood still.
Her father ran outside with tears down his face holding her mother in his arms. The mother was pale in a white night gown. The father fell down to his knees screaming out "Why!!Why!!Why her out of all people! Why her!". The rain took over and fell harder but still bounced off there skin. The girl sat down not understanding but knowing her father was crying which rarely happens, it questioned her sanity. As she sat there the cat ran up to her and licked her gently. Mr. Skip turned her frown upside down and he tugged her to play and she did. The father stop crying, the rain stooped falling, and the mother gave breathe again.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
He Sits and Waits
All day long he would sit and wait for who knows what? He makes no expression and his face is still. Regardless o something joyful happening his rough cheeks never rise. Time after time he would dose off unto a sleep. Constantly watching his old westerns on a bigger color screen which he never saw back in his time. However, the good sound from the TV roars in his ears filled with gray hair.
When he is offered help he refuses and insults those he doesn't know. His family struggles trying to help him gain back his independence but he just wont let it happen. He whines. They sign. He yells "NO!" They say calmly "fine". He pulls the last straw and they give up.
Luckily that time has not come. The family always wish that one day he would get a big slap on his gray unshaven bearded face, that he needs to let people help him. His mentality may be that just as I have taken care of my children they must take care of me. Till this day he still sits in that wheel chair, lip hanging, slow unclear talking, and weak limbs watching the same Westerns over and over again.
Monday, February 9, 2009
There but not here
She is there but not here...
her presence disappears.
However, when she is here,
she's truely not.
She has biusness to take care of,
things to do.
So mcuh going on
the last thought is on you!
I try not to believe
that she forgets about me.
She has a duty to fufill
as well as I,
but bigger, her duty is to take care of a flock.
Her sheep,
and she is the shepherd.
I understand I have to let her go at times,
but why does it seem like all the time!
Why, why, why!!!
I try not to seem selfish,
because I want her to myself,
but isnt that the title she choose
when she gave birth!
Not only to one,
but to three.
The competition for her attention,
is not mention
in the daughter description!
her presence disappears.
However, when she is here,
she's truely not.
She has biusness to take care of,
things to do.
So mcuh going on
the last thought is on you!
I try not to believe
that she forgets about me.
She has a duty to fufill
as well as I,
but bigger, her duty is to take care of a flock.
Her sheep,
and she is the shepherd.
I understand I have to let her go at times,
but why does it seem like all the time!
Why, why, why!!!
I try not to seem selfish,
because I want her to myself,
but isnt that the title she choose
when she gave birth!
Not only to one,
but to three.
The competition for her attention,
is not mention
in the daughter description!
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