Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Home, the one place where I don't feel alone.
Where the blue crystal skies
& the green hills lie.
Is where I want to be.
If only I was in Italy.
The fresh clean air
and the soft wind in my hair
Make me feel at ease
If I could, I would never leave
But Brooklyn is where I must be.
Although, knowing where you going
is knowing where you're coming from
& I come from the place
where the sun is in your face.

But I also come from the place
where the beach is your backyard
Life isn't all that easy, it's actually kind of hard.
Puerto Rico- you're where my heart is.
All the times I had with you when I was such a little kid.
You'll be with me forever,
when it gets hard.
& when the hard gets better.

Ireland, oh, the stories that I hear
Of how beautiful you are.
the hills and hills of grass
and how the time can just pass
the sweet smell of nature
Its something you can't deny.
You don't want to leave so badly, you almost want to cry.
This is where I come from.
There's more than what meets the eye.
You have to look deep inside.
To see, where someones true beauty lies

I'm proud of who I am.
As I go through life saying "I can"
as long as I follow my dreams
even through the pain and screams.
I might not know where I'm going, but I know where I come from.



Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Poem

Pep Rally

Why do they force us to come to these stupid pep rallies?
I don’t want to be here.
I’m not feeling peppy, and the pep rally isn’t helping.
These things are only set up so that the cheerleaders can show off,
And all the boys can drool over them -
Especially Andrea Herkimer.
I don’t actually hate Andrea, since we’ve never spoken.
           This poem has always been one of my favorites. It wasn't just a poem that I read, liked, and moved on to the next one. It actually made me think. I felt like I and other people could relate to it on many levels. It had a much deeper meaning then what it came across as.
           I feel like this poem explains how most teenage girls feel. We're upset most of the time, envy other girls, and want boys to like us. This is hard to deal with because we feel like we have to be perfect. Image, jealousy and popularity are such a big part of girls' lives, which is why this poem was so easy to relate to.
           I think this poem is go for girls out there who don't revolve their life around their image, but still want to be noticed. I think every girl wants to be noticed, drooled over, and told how amazing they are. But when you're not on the cheerleading team, popular, or as outgoing as other people, it's very hard to get attention.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Sweethearts (Spoiler Alert)

          Sweethearts by Sara Zarr is about a girl named Jennifer Harris. Jennifer has never fit in anywhere, and always relied on her best friend, Cameron Quick to get her through things. But after he "passes away", she is completely lost. Most of her memories were with Cameron, and they now have become a part of her. But she can't seem to remember a lot of things about him, because she feels like her memories have gone with him. But even after Jennifer, aka, Jenna Vaughn, grows up, she still finds herself thinking about Cameron. She has a boyfriend, friends, what else could she ask for?
         This book was really intense for me. The compassion and devotion Jenna has toward Cameron really amazes me. Even many years after not seeing him, she still thinks of him as her best friend, and cant let go of him. I find it so amazing that Jenna remains to stay devoted to Cameron, and never forget about him. It's sad when someone passes, and you just forget about them.
         It also taught me about the impact you can have on someones life. If you do something nice, or are always there for someone, they'll always remember you. It won't matter what you looked like, but what you did and the difference you made in their life. Being there for someone can change someone. Especially if they don't have any friends, just a smile will make their day. So think before you do something, because they'll remember it forever.