"Inviting a Friend to Supper"
Tonight, Mr. Radcliffe (Daniel Radcliffe),
may you be of company in my home
Feast like you would back at Hogwarts
May we have the best cuisine you shall desire
With some of the best cooks you shall hire
And may we drink our problems here
With a glass of the finest Butterbeer
Friday, December 4, 2015
Wednesday, December 2, 2015
Warm-Up #2 (14.0) - Write the Opposite
Singing-TalkingCrash- Safety
Writing- Scribbling
Wall- Ceiling
Friday, November 13, 2015
Daily Warm-Up 12.0 #2
Acrostic Poem
Speed is his game
On the run
No one can catch him
In the fast lane
Can't slow him down
Speed is his game
On the run
No one can catch him
In the fast lane
Can't slow him down
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Daily Warm-Up 12.0
Want Ad Poem
Once in a while, on a Saturday dawn,
I wake up and realize I have to cut the lawn.
Doing the same routine again and again,
Having this responsibility 'till the end.
I realize I have more important things to do,
Now it's time for someone else to pick it up and learn something new.
Doing this is a lot of work, I know,
But you are doing this for a good cause,
I know you can do it, without the flaws.
Just please, come over and cut my yard,
The pay is good, unless you don't charge.
Once in a while, on a Saturday dawn,
I wake up and realize I have to cut the lawn.
Doing the same routine again and again,
Having this responsibility 'till the end.
I realize I have more important things to do,
Now it's time for someone else to pick it up and learn something new.
Doing this is a lot of work, I know,
But you are doing this for a good cause,
I know you can do it, without the flaws.
Just please, come over and cut my yard,
The pay is good, unless you don't charge.
Monday, November 9, 2015
Daily Warm-Up 11.0
I would define the word "poem" as a way to express one's feelings in different lines. It shows the deeper meaning of an author, or poet, and what many different points and illusions that he/she is trying to show.
Many poems have different words. Many poets have their poems rhyme with the words and others don't have it rhyme and just put what they write on the paper.
A poem and a song can be the same because both have a deeper meaning than just lines written down. Many songs tell a tragic story and a poem can do the same if one reads very carefully.
I have attempted to write a poem, but I never finished it.
I would like to go back to it and finish the poem, but time really is a factor for me right now. I would like other people to write their own poems.
Many poems have different words. Many poets have their poems rhyme with the words and others don't have it rhyme and just put what they write on the paper.
A poem and a song can be the same because both have a deeper meaning than just lines written down. Many songs tell a tragic story and a poem can do the same if one reads very carefully.
I have attempted to write a poem, but I never finished it.
I would like to go back to it and finish the poem, but time really is a factor for me right now. I would like other people to write their own poems.
Wednesday, October 14, 2015
When is silence louder than words?
One of the most significant person that can relate to this is my grandfather, Juan Saldivar. He has been through it all, he served through World War II, witnessed many people die in front of him, and lost his wife, Felicita Saldivar, after being married for over 40 years.
My mother would tell me stories of how he would stay quiet due to the tragedy of the war. Even 20 years after the war, he would still have many flashbacks and would stay notably quiet. When my mother was born in 1962, both grandparents already had two children before her, and they would tell her that he would go outside and sit on the porch. Rethinking about his time during the war. Occasionally, he would come in and talk to his children how much he loves them and how he cares for them.
One of the most tragic things that could have happened to my grandfather is when he lost both his sight and his ability to hear. During his time in Japan, he lost his hearing to a faulty missile testing and later on he starting losing his sight and after 16 years he was blinded. He needs a hearing aid to hear and can only see around the corner of his eyes. In 2001, he lost his only love to a ferocious battle with a tumor in her brain. For the next 3 months, he stayed quiet. For course I was a child and had no recolection of these occurances.
I love my grandfather. He is currently living in my house and we take care of him. He always wants to go outside to be alone and think of the good times he has had over the past 91 years he has been on this Earth. He is silent most of the time, but he always says a good joke or story to keep everyone happy. Maybe all those silent times he's had really molded him into someone else.
My mother would tell me stories of how he would stay quiet due to the tragedy of the war. Even 20 years after the war, he would still have many flashbacks and would stay notably quiet. When my mother was born in 1962, both grandparents already had two children before her, and they would tell her that he would go outside and sit on the porch. Rethinking about his time during the war. Occasionally, he would come in and talk to his children how much he loves them and how he cares for them.
One of the most tragic things that could have happened to my grandfather is when he lost both his sight and his ability to hear. During his time in Japan, he lost his hearing to a faulty missile testing and later on he starting losing his sight and after 16 years he was blinded. He needs a hearing aid to hear and can only see around the corner of his eyes. In 2001, he lost his only love to a ferocious battle with a tumor in her brain. For the next 3 months, he stayed quiet. For course I was a child and had no recolection of these occurances.
I love my grandfather. He is currently living in my house and we take care of him. He always wants to go outside to be alone and think of the good times he has had over the past 91 years he has been on this Earth. He is silent most of the time, but he always says a good joke or story to keep everyone happy. Maybe all those silent times he's had really molded him into someone else.
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