Monday, August 07, 2006
Twenty-Seven
The Kite Song.
By Sape Ntah Griffin.
It's a really nice song.
But I can't find it.
.....
Classes started off with English. Poem lesson! I came up late for class because all the contigents had a de-breifing on tomorrow's parade, so when I voluteered to read the poem I had brought (How Did You Die by someone) I was rather breathless when I read the poem, which was a pity because it really was beautiful. I had wanted to read it smoothly so that the class would be astounded by how pretty the words are, but I ended up reading it like this:
"Did you tackle the trouble *pantbreathe* that came your way *breeeaaathe*
With a resolute heart *holdbreath!* and cheerful? *release breathe*"
Pathetic really.
At the end of the lesson, Cher told us that since we had 3 days of holidays (I should've known this was coming), she was sure that we could spare at least one hour on writing a poem. Brilliant! Or at least, that was my first thought.
"Can we hand in a poem that we've written before?" I asked hopefully.
"No," she rejected, "I don't want a basi poem." I internally slumped.
"Haha!" someone laughed, "Basi poem awak."
She meant it in joking manner, but I wanted to strangle her.
I'd love to say more, by the way, but I don't have time.
Can't wait for tomorrow!
(Actually, I
can wait for tomorrow)
(Have to line up for one hour T_T)
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4:09 PM
