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Saturday, April 3, 2004


Hey everyone! Well, I couldn't think of anything else to post so I thought I'd post a poem I wrote. We got a new English teacher a few weeks ago and he asked us to write a poem about ourselves. So here goes...

“It’s the happiest place on Earth!”
Throughout my childhood I spent many summers
getting soaked on Splash Mountain, gazing at the parades, and devouring the mouse shaped ice-cream bars of Disney World.
Each summer I went accompanied by my family.
My family.
A teacher for a mother, an artist for a brother,
and the Queen of Sheba for a cat.
My mother’s eternal love.
Teaching me to read, braid, and make grilled cheese.
My brother and his vexing humor.
Teaching me
what gullible means, why not to ride
on a bike’s handle bars,
and that black eyes can be
prevented by having the proper baseball mitt.
And my cat’s swaying affection.
Teaching me where the phrases “curiosity killed the cat” and “scaredy cat” come from,
and that she is the most important thing in life so naturally I
am not.

“Don’t ever be a teacher.”
My mom’s most quoted phrase.
Laden with books she opens
my eyes to other occupations.
Art,
the apple of my eye,
was always a tempting thought.
Speech,
and my passion for performing,
pushes me in an opposite direction.
My brother suggests
a mix.
Major in speech, minor in art.
My mother urges me to think and pray.
While I,
like a fish
in a mud puddle,
flounder in
the middle
searching for
God’s will.

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