On December 10th I posted a "template" for a poem I found at this site:
http://www.fragmentsfromfloyd.com/archives/2005_02.html#003144
I also posted a poem on December 10th using that template. It was an easy and fun poem to write and I've wanted to write another one ever since. Today I decided to write one using our home school experience as the topic:
Where I'm From
http://www.fragmentsfromfloyd.com/archives/2005_02.html#003144
I also posted a poem on December 10th using that template. It was an easy and fun poem to write and I've wanted to write another one ever since. Today I decided to write one using our home school experience as the topic:
Where I'm From
I am from bookshelves stuffed with books, from Alpha Phonics and Saxon Math.
I am from the house of boys, camo clothing and muddy boots.
From strange pets, rancid smelling aquariums, and science experiments gone wrong.
I am from feelings of inadequacy, fear of failure, and seeing God’s incredible Grace as our sons have grown to love and serve Him.
(And succeed in college and the work force to boot!)
I am from sibling rivalry, and strong-willed boys;
from Benjamin, James, Alec, and The Bear.
From “Why do I have to learn this?" and “He’s looking at me!”
I am from soggy, wet, freezing camping trips, miles and miles of hiking, and catching crawdads in the streams.
From pizza on Friday nights if school work was completed and cheesecake for nearly every birthday.
I am from “I love you mommy!” and “Thank you for home schooling me.”.
I am from laughter and teasing and boys who are now some of my best friends.
I am from crayon drawings, playing games, wobbly pottery and blood-stained wood carvings.
I am from a house that is less messy than it used to be and one that grows quieter with each passing day.
I am from the house of boys, camo clothing and muddy boots.
From strange pets, rancid smelling aquariums, and science experiments gone wrong.
I am from feelings of inadequacy, fear of failure, and seeing God’s incredible Grace as our sons have grown to love and serve Him.
(And succeed in college and the work force to boot!)
I am from sibling rivalry, and strong-willed boys;
from Benjamin, James, Alec, and The Bear.
From “Why do I have to learn this?" and “He’s looking at me!”
I am from soggy, wet, freezing camping trips, miles and miles of hiking, and catching crawdads in the streams.
From pizza on Friday nights if school work was completed and cheesecake for nearly every birthday.
I am from “I love you mommy!” and “Thank you for home schooling me.”.
I am from laughter and teasing and boys who are now some of my best friends.
I am from crayon drawings, playing games, wobbly pottery and blood-stained wood carvings.
I am from a house that is less messy than it used to be and one that grows quieter with each passing day.
Hi Judy,
ReplyDeleteI love your poem! I tried doing my own over at my blog if you want to check it out. It was really easy and a lot of fun! Thanks for sharing the link.
Love it, Judy! I have got to give this a try - but I have nowhere to post it! BTW, I had an experience this week that I just felt like I had to blog about - weird for someone who doesn't blog, huh?
ReplyDeleteThis is Tif, but I can't seem to post under my name anymore - only anonymous. Oh well....
Great poem. I write a lot of other things, but haven't written poetry in years.
ReplyDeleteI just made my own poem from this template. It's at: http://ashleyladd.blogspot.com/
ReplyDeleteI'm afraid it's not as good as yours, but it ws fun and brought back a lot of good memories. Thanks again.
Another wonderful poem. Great job, Judy.
ReplyDeleteOh Judy, I love it. This is a great testament to your homeschooling life. You should frame it!
ReplyDeleteEducation without values, as useful as it is, seems rather to make man a more clever devil.
ReplyDeleteC.S. Lewis