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12 Roses

He sent her 12 roses one Saturday

those roses they took her breath away

so perfectly red

and a wonderful smell

why he did this

she could not tell

he was always so quiet in classes at school

he was called a “nerd” by the people called “cool”

well, they came w/ a card tied to the box

it said “Open the 23rd at 4:00″

why the 23rd, 12 days from now?

she wanted to open it right there and now

but she decided to wait and do what he said,

so she put them in water and went to bed

the next day at school she saw him in the hall

the guys were pushin him and finally he fell

they kicked him and hit him calling him names

but everyone kept walking for this happened every day

the 11th day was here and she could hardly wait

she wanted to open it before the next day

but she waited, cuz the note specifically said

that before the 12th day it could not be read

the next day at school she went to her first class

but she where he sat was an empty desk

the teacher walked in and forwardly said,

“class i’m so sorry, but Jason is dead”

she could not understand she was almost in tears

although they never talked she had known him for years

after school she ran up to her room

to see all the dead roses except one still in bloom

she picked up the note and held it to her heart

the tears were now pouring she tore the envelope apart

the note was short but touched her so deep

she read it out loud and weeped

it said: “you don’t know me, but i know you. We met on the playground in the 2nd grade, you let me have your swing. 6th grade you let me sit at your lunch table. This year, you picked up the books that I dropped. No one has eer loved me, but at least you care, and for you I leave a rose.”

she picked up the rose and held it to her nose

so perfectly red and a wonderful smell

it took her breath away she had to smile

there is not one day she doesn’t think of him

she just wised she had the courage to be this “nerd’s” friend

In my psychology class about peer relations bullying was a topic that was very close to my professor’s heart. He had made programs to help prevent bullying and help children who were being bullied. He thought it was going well until he heard several years later one of his student’s committed suicide. He went to the boys school and a girl he didn’t know handed him this poem i wrote out at the top. He kept doing his program for children like this girl. There is a glimmer of hope. Bullying is so psychological and damages children like you wouldn’t believe. Schools don’t do enough to solve the problem. This shouldn’t happen, it’s not fair. No one should feel like they are less than someone else repeatedly. We need to stop bullying.

One of my favorite books that I have read during my college was this one. It’s a mystery and I’ve never really ready one before. What is so good about this one though is the unexpected twist pretty early on in the book. If you haven’t read it yet I won’t spoil it for you. It may have it’s problems but this one of the books that stuck out to me out off all the books i’ve read. Read it!

Montaigne and Education

Recently I had to do a presentation on how Montaigne has influenced either an author or something else. I decided to do something more with education. Have you ever heard of Montaigne? Neither did I before I took the class. Everyone can find themselves in his writing. Even after several hundred years, people can still relate to him. So why don’t we use his teachings for education today. From my research we don’t at all except sort of in the sense of ‘reflective practice’. Teachers should know their faults and know where they fall short. If they reflect they can become a better teacher and a better learner.

Milk and Honey

I love these poems. They’re short and get to the point. The poet is artistic and tugged at my heart stings the whole time I read it. I even cried a few times and I never cry reading books. If you want a short read, read this.

If you say makeup isn’t art, you’re wrong. Girls, and sometimes guys, practice for years and years to get really good at it. It is a good way to express your mood and express your individuality. Anything makeup from day time glam to avant-garde is all beautiful. People spend a lot of time in front of the mirror perfecting looks. I know I can never be a makeup artist, but I know I do a decent job.

Lyrics are important to me. You may say some of the Beatles songs don’t have meaning and you would be right. After all of them split up, John became obsessed with having peace in the world as well as his wife.

Whenever I hear this song I imagine slow motion life and love happening. I see couples smiling and laughing. I see some crying and fighting. I see my own life and love flash as I’m going through my last year of college. I may not know what happens in my love life after this year, but I know I have great memories that will last forever.

#love #john lennon

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, And I say it's all right

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here Here comes the sun, here comes the sun And I say it's all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here Here comes the sun, here comes the sun And I say it's all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, And I say it's all right It's all right

- George Harrison

Over the summer I started listening to The Beatles. I know it’s a little late but their music is definitely different for something of the time. George Harrison quickly became my favorite member and favorite songs. Whenever i’m feeling down, this song always cheers me up. We might not always have the best days but the sun will come out eventually. Thank you George Harrison.

#george harrison #here comes the sun

Hamlet

O, that this too, too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew, Or that the Everlasting had not fixed His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! (1.2.133-136)

Recently in my English class we had to write an essay on how Shakespeare may have borrowed ideas from the Florio translation of Montage’s essays. One of the big points I made was mortality. Although I’m not completely see the connection, there is something there. We all borrow from each other. From movie ideas (how many damn Cinderella movies can they make), and even music, there are ideas that are created and re-invented for the current reader/listener/watcher. Can we can it plagiarism? I don’t think so. It’s hard to draw a line between that and ideas you’ve had. It’s possible be didn’t directly borrow ideas but remembered some and used these ideas.

#hamlet #montaigne #Florio

I recently remembered some of the poems I read as a kid. I remember in elementary school on library days I would check this poem book out. I think that is the first time I fell in love with poetry. It can be simple and it can be complex. Some of his poems are funny and now reading them again, I realize how deep some of them are. I missed the message as a kids but know I see. I miss these days.

#poetry #where the sidewalk ends #shel silverstein

A little late, but Stranger Things, the second season, was better than expected. The first season was slow and although I think this one was slow too, I enjoyed this season so much more. 11 (Jane) is the best character and just seeing how everyone interacts with her is just great. The characters are all supported one another and never felt fake. They’re all dorks and nerds but they have each other and all enjoy the things they do together as well. I hope they make another season!