Friday, October 25, 2013
Exploration
If money were no object
Everyone would have no idea, what I would do
I would accomplish all the things I have always dreamed of doing.
If money were no object
I would be the greatest explorer alive
I would not worry about money ya see
Because it would not even exist
If money were no object
I would go all over the world
I learn about different cultures
And eat all sorts of their food
If money were no object
My passport would be booked up with stamps
I would go to the great outback And pet a kangaroo
Then I would be on my way to the next “stop”
If money were no object I would be the best explorer alive
I would not rush visiting, but would take my jolly lolly time
If money were no object The seven continents would be mine
Although, I do not think I would be in Antarctica for a very long time
If money were no object You would find me in India
Learning about all their Gods
If money were no object I would explorer without a care I go to Italy,
the leaning Tower of Piza is there
Then off to Paris Here, stands the Eiffel Tower
Rome would be the place Where I would learn about gladiators
Then maybe Ireland Just because it is beautiful
I would teach society a thing or two I would teach them to live their lives
Without regulations
Free of all the stress
But most of all I would teach society How good life would be if…
Money did not exist Then I would give back to my community My country, my world I open a museum to teach society about All the places I have been
Friday, October 4, 2013
My Favorite Hobby
I have never been one for playing sports,I am just no good at them. So, I guess your good say my favorite hobby is writing.I know that may sound kinda lame, but it is something I love to do.I love writing because I came make my ideas come alive through words.With writing there is many kinds, so I am free to express myself.One time for a project,I turned a whole book into a play.
My favorite kind of writing is poetry.I love writing poetry,because I can say exactly how I feel just by writing it down.With poetry there are no rules.I can write however I want.I feel free when writing poetry.My poem could have a meaning behind it, or no meaning at all.I also love writing because in a way it is sort of like a comfort.What I mean is if I do not feel like talking, or have anyone to talk to,I write.I do not know what else to say, so I guess I will share one of my poems.
My Poem
I woke up late for school today
It was then that I knew it be a terrible day
I missed my bus, so I had to awaken the moms
It was then that she really started to complain
She said that if I had not stayed up late,
I would have woken up on time
I knew that today would be a terrible day
My tummy grumbled, and grambled
I begged and pledd her to get me some food
She said "No way dude"
My mom kept driving our old rusty car,and made she she hit every curb
I yelled. I screamed. "mom go faster"
My mum picked up the speed
But when she got into the skool's parking lot; it was empty
It was then that I noticed a sign taped to the door
"No school today for records day"
"Hey", i thought this aint so bad.....
At least i still got time to write the poem that was due today in class.
My favorite kind of writing is poetry.I love writing poetry,because I can say exactly how I feel just by writing it down.With poetry there are no rules.I can write however I want.I feel free when writing poetry.My poem could have a meaning behind it, or no meaning at all.I also love writing because in a way it is sort of like a comfort.What I mean is if I do not feel like talking, or have anyone to talk to,I write.I do not know what else to say, so I guess I will share one of my poems.
My Poem
I woke up late for school today
It was then that I knew it be a terrible day
I missed my bus, so I had to awaken the moms
It was then that she really started to complain
She said that if I had not stayed up late,
I would have woken up on time
I knew that today would be a terrible day
My tummy grumbled, and grambled
I begged and pledd her to get me some food
She said "No way dude"
My mom kept driving our old rusty car,and made she she hit every curb
I yelled. I screamed. "mom go faster"
My mum picked up the speed
But when she got into the skool's parking lot; it was empty
It was then that I noticed a sign taped to the door
"No school today for records day"
"Hey", i thought this aint so bad.....
At least i still got time to write the poem that was due today in class.
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