Sunday, July 23, 2006

Poem" Sadness and Torture VS. Happiness and Fun

This is a poem that i have wrote earlier in grade in 9 so i thought like sharing it. The title is called Sadness and Torture VS. Happiness and Fun

School is a war
It is the bullet that kills happiness and fun
School is the alarm clock that goes in the morning
School makes life black and white
School is the siblings that tortures you daily
School is full of unexpected disasters
School is the turtle that was in the Rabbit and Turtle race
School is a race
That is full of many competitors

No School
Is like a treaty that we sign after a war
Means that my life will be crystal clear
No school is the gift that we get on each birthday
No school feels like there won’t be any problems in my life
No school is the cloud that completely covers sadness and torture
It is the white, flying angel that gives happiness and fun
No school makes you feel like you are the turtle that won the rabbit and Turtle race
No school is no race

This is not how I always feel about school but sometimes school makes so tired that I just want school to be over, especially during exam times

1 Comments:

At 9:32 p.m., Blogger teens@mpl said...

Mina,

As Isabelle said, you did a lovely job with the poem.

i know it is not quite the same but my son has an early morning job and i can relate to the alarm clock. I have to be up to make sure he goes off to work, each day.
I hate that alarm clock.

yes, i know he should get up on his own but he is still adjusting to work and to working 6 days a week.

p.S. i know this sounds silly but I was always quite sad when the first day of school came. It ended the freedom we had to go and do just what we wanted, when we wanted.

I remember one year, we had gone so many places, locally, in the car. The first few weeks of September, I kept turning to the back seat, looking for my kids and talking to them. I really missed them.

My husband also used to hate Sunday nights when the kids were little because I would lay out their coats, snowpants and backpacks, ready for the next day.

 

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