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Here's a poem I wrote for English class... we had to write a poem about one of our "first times".
The first time I got up on water skis,
I was seven years old
On vacation in Lake Havasu,
Frustrated and tired
From many failed attempts,
I made loud splashing noises
Trying to catch my skis.
I put them on very slowly,
Feeling weighted down
By the enormous
Boats on my feet,
I felt my way in the water
To the soaking wet rope,
And clutched on to it
With my hands red from rope burn.
I leaned back in my life jacket,
And felt the sun
Glaring down at me,
As skeptical as I was
That I’d succeed,
The harsh waves rolled over me
Making it harder and harder to hold on.
I felt a huge weight on my shoulders
Looking at my family
Looking back at me,
My older sis holding the orange flag
As it wavered in the wind,
And my oldest sis’s smile,
Filled with encouragement.
I inhaled fresh air
With slight relief, and exhaled,
I told myself I could do it
And nothing would get in my way,
I finally signaled my dad to start the boat,
I could hear the loud engine start
Gurgling and guzzling with anticipation.
Within seconds,
I felt a slight tug from the rope,
I started moving forward
Treading through the water,
Holding onto the rope
And leaning back into my skis,
The boat gaining with speed
Pulling me forward,
But I resisted the force
And remained leaned back.
Before I knew it I was up,
I felt a surge of pride
Flowing through me,
With a huge grin on my face
The sun was no longer
Glaring at me,
But shining down with admiration.
I decided to post some of the poems I write here. Anyways... I'm so damn stressed about finals... I only have two weeks to study for five subjects. And I have to get an A on all my finals or I'll be so pissed off at myself. A lot of my grades are a borderline between a B+ and An A- and if I do well on the finals I'll be able to boost all my grades. Thank god I don't have to do a PE final or anything. I hated that class so much. Mr.Billinglsey came up to me the other day during nutrition and practically begged me to rejoin his class. It was so odd I didn't think he'd care that much. After him pulling me into another room a few weeks ago and screaming his head off at me because he wouldn't accept my doctors note, I couldn't even look him in the eyes. Sooo glad I don't have to deal with PE teachers ever again! All my homework and make-ups for the days I missed and study guides keep piling up and it's all so overwhelming. I just can't wait until two weeks from now where I can sleep in until noon.... lay under the sun at the beach in a bikini with my friends... and party all night!!! Except I'm most likely getting a job but probably only for a few days of the week. I still need a summer, even though I really need to make money. Only 11 more days of getting up before 7!
The first time I got up on water skis,
I was seven years old
On vacation in Lake Havasu,
Frustrated and tired
From many failed attempts,
I made loud splashing noises
Trying to catch my skis.
I put them on very slowly,
Feeling weighted down
By the enormous
Boats on my feet,
I felt my way in the water
To the soaking wet rope,
And clutched on to it
With my hands red from rope burn.
I leaned back in my life jacket,
And felt the sun
Glaring down at me,
As skeptical as I was
That I’d succeed,
The harsh waves rolled over me
Making it harder and harder to hold on.
I felt a huge weight on my shoulders
Looking at my family
Looking back at me,
My older sis holding the orange flag
As it wavered in the wind,
And my oldest sis’s smile,
Filled with encouragement.
I inhaled fresh air
With slight relief, and exhaled,
I told myself I could do it
And nothing would get in my way,
I finally signaled my dad to start the boat,
I could hear the loud engine start
Gurgling and guzzling with anticipation.
Within seconds,
I felt a slight tug from the rope,
I started moving forward
Treading through the water,
Holding onto the rope
And leaning back into my skis,
The boat gaining with speed
Pulling me forward,
But I resisted the force
And remained leaned back.
Before I knew it I was up,
I felt a surge of pride
Flowing through me,
With a huge grin on my face
The sun was no longer
Glaring at me,
But shining down with admiration.
I decided to post some of the poems I write here. Anyways... I'm so damn stressed about finals... I only have two weeks to study for five subjects. And I have to get an A on all my finals or I'll be so pissed off at myself. A lot of my grades are a borderline between a B+ and An A- and if I do well on the finals I'll be able to boost all my grades. Thank god I don't have to do a PE final or anything. I hated that class so much. Mr.Billinglsey came up to me the other day during nutrition and practically begged me to rejoin his class. It was so odd I didn't think he'd care that much. After him pulling me into another room a few weeks ago and screaming his head off at me because he wouldn't accept my doctors note, I couldn't even look him in the eyes. Sooo glad I don't have to deal with PE teachers ever again! All my homework and make-ups for the days I missed and study guides keep piling up and it's all so overwhelming. I just can't wait until two weeks from now where I can sleep in until noon.... lay under the sun at the beach in a bikini with my friends... and party all night!!! Except I'm most likely getting a job but probably only for a few days of the week. I still need a summer, even though I really need to make money. Only 11 more days of getting up before 7!