Thursday, September 20, 2012

i am poem

I am smart and brave.
I wonder if the world is really going to end.
I hear thing that are not real.
I see people talking about people behind there backs.
I am smart and brave.

I pretend to not be scared.
I feel others pain when they are sad.
I touch the souls of thoughs that are hurt.
I worry what the world would be like when im dead.
I cry when people need help.
I am smart and brave.

I understand that not every body tells the truth.
I say the golden rule ( do on to others as you would want done on to your self).
I dream for the world to be a place with no worrys.
I try to help people who need help.
I hope that every body would do the same one day.
I am smart and brave.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

A Angles Perspective

               Tuesday 28, 2012
In Gabriel Garcia Marquez story: A Very Old Man With Enormous Wings


                    People think that angles are fake.  Well I guess they can be right because every body is in title to there opinions.  My real questions is do you believe in angles like me?  I believe in god and angles, but in the story they make the angle look bad.  See the way I was always thought was that angles are the most beautiful thing ever, even  if there old not that being old is wrong.  I just want to know why they make the angle sound bad.

                     See if I ever saw a angle that needs my help I would not even have to think if I should.  Yeah... you may think that hes a stranger and you should not bring him/her in you house. Ok the story did say that they gave him a place to stay and gave him food, but who would want to live in a chicken coop thats dirty. 

                       I am just trying to relate to the would that people never think or that they are alwas mean. In cause you did not caught it in the story all the sudden the sick child got healed when the angle came,