Icy Waterfall

Ciao, bye, hasta la vista. Bye. I might stop wrting for a while. So bye to all my readers and tell other people about my writing. Peace out!! for now

Its the end of the year. Yay!! But no what to do with my blog. Should I retire my pen and paper or should I keep on going. I think I owe my reader a little more soo might keeping writing come next school year. So don’t be surpised to find no more.

Last Day

we thought it would never come

the day to end it all

the day to start all over again

we count the months

days

hours

minutes

until nothing was left

we said we never want to come back

when truth is that we never want to leave

leave every thing we’ve know for the past nine months

leave it and never come back

we swore we always hate this place

when really we secretly loved it

it was over safe-house

comfort zone

“home away from home”

we signed it all

marked it

colored it

we say what we needed to say

we say what we never would say

we do what we never would do

because the truth of the matter is

its over and it doesn’t matter anymore

soon recent activities become foggy memories

promises become lies

and hatred becomes love

tears fall down

and then we wave bye for the last time

turn on different paths

its the last day

As You Like It is a comedy by Shakespeare that shows revolves around the life of two people. Orlando and Rosalind, who are two lovers that are separated due to the drama in their life. In Act 1, Duke Fredrick banishes his older brother Duke Senior to seize the power of the court. Duke Fredrick knowing that his daughter is fond of her cousin, Rosalind, also Duke Senior’s daughter, doesn’t banish her from the court. Meanwhile, the sons of the late Sir Rowland de Boys, Oliver and Orlando, are loudly discussing their problems. Orlando is telling his brother that he has not being taken care of like his father intended to. Oliver is jealous of his brother popularity towards other people so he has been giving Orlando no education and making him sleep outside. Orlando has finally had enough. Aslo Orlando decides to have a wrestling match, with a man named Charles, against his brothers wishes. Also while Rolando is having his wrestling match Rosalind an Celia are watching it and are amazed at how Orlando won because Charles are a good wrestler and he was bigger than Orlando. At the end of act one Duke Fredrick decides to banish Rosalind because he is suspicious of her. Celia Alos decides to leave with Rosalind too.

” Oh, you know I don’t like him like that!,”

” Yeah, you do, just admit it!”

“No, can’t girls and boys be best friends!!”

 ”I don’t”

“You do”

“Whatever”

“Bye”

“See ya”

Sierra just finished having the most annoying conversation with her best friend, Natalie. He knew that her and Brian were best friends. They had been for 6 years minus 6 months when they were extremely mad at each other. But she quickly stopped thinking about that and started thinking about her trip to California. Sweet California. Where she would have no worries, no drama, no more disgusting scents of raw fish when ever she wanted to step outside her house. She lived near a restaurant that mostly sold sea-fish. Taste yummy, smells ewwwwwwww! One problem about the trip. Well actually two problems. Her mom and her dad. She loved them so much but she wished they loved each other as much as she loved them. Why didn’t they get divorced? They wanted to stay together for the sake of their only child, Sierra. Those problems didn’t really bother Sierra now. All that was on her mind was the learning the surf the waves of Cali and to meet celebrities that hang out in California.

“Bye, I’ll miss you Sierra”

“Bye, don’t have too much fun without me Natalie”

“Bye, Sierra!!” screamed all of Sierra’s friends at the airport.

Sierra walked up to where her parents were waiting for her. She took my last look at her friends. Not knowing that this would be the last time she would get to see her friends with a smile on her face.

On the plane.

“Why do you always have to bring this up at the worst possible time ever , Daniel,”

“Because we need to talk about it instead of avoiding it, Charlene” 

” But we never talk about this. You always yell about it,”

” Dag it Charlene!! You haven’t seen me yell yet!”

“Here comes the screaming fest.” Sierra thought to herself. Knowing this she just put on her headphones and listened to the soulful sound of Alicia Keys.  It wasn’t soon til the flight attendant came to hush her parents.  8 hours passed and Sierra has already slept and now she was awake. Everything was all clam and peaceful until the plane enter through the clouds of a nearby storm. On word describes the next 30 minutes. Turbulence. Really, really bad turbulence.

As the plane passed swiftly through the Rocky Mountains it could not avoid the dark puffy clouds that were silently waiting for it. Waiting to disrupt the peacefulness and serenity on the plane. At least the serenity that was everywhere on the plane excerpt where Sierra was. As Sierra’s parents were about starting round 2 of their shouting match. The plane started shaking violently. All Sierra could hear is the muffled sound of the pilot saying their was going to be some turbulence. That is when very thing went dark.  The luggage were falling out of their compartments. Sierra quickly took off her necklace knowing that it could choke her to death. Everything around become a swirling vortex. Thourgh the window you could see the image of the mountains coming closer and closer.

high and higher into the sky

until you can see no more blue oceans

no more of the constant movement of the city

no more of the dull shades of gray

taking over brightest of yellow

until everything is out of sight

out of mind

your floating on a cloud of wonders just waiting

for your next stop

waiting for your time to come

flying away from drama the chaos

the “she said he said that she said that”

but you get caught up storm clouds above,

the dark, ugly,  clouds covering the rays of sunshine

 and then you start coming back down

crashing faster, harder, faster, harder

until you crash until the cruel ground

with no one to help you up

but your own two feet

and now all you want to do is

get back up and

fly

Dear Suzannah, Your poem ” Become Free” was very meaningful and I could really relate to it. One sentence you wrote that really stood out to me was”I will fly to the beat of the wind and the birds will be my orchestra.” I think this quote was very expressive and paints a picture in my head. Another sentence that I thought was interesting was”Echoes ring in my ears, the sweet sound of my destiny that is to follow.” This one quote just explains so much. I do agree with you in the poem when your basically saying that you want to break free. Thanks for your writing I look forward to seeing you write again. 

“Nice to hear that Ms.Jones” said Mr.Hanson.

“Class your homework would be…”

Mr.Hanson was interrupted by the bell and the whole class ran out before he could finish giving out the home work.  They were all glad that school was finally over.

At Alysa’s house

“Hey is anyone home?” said Alysa.

She didn’t see anyone home so she found a snack and tried to start her social studies project. She was suppose to make a collage of pictures of her growing up. She started looking around for her baby pictures but couldn’t find them anywhere. All she could find were old pictures of a little that looked nothing like or like any of her relatives. The pictures were covered in dust and stained by juice and the edges look burnt. On the back of the pictures there was only one word. Myra.

“Who’s Myra” Alysa said to herself.

She didn’t know anyone in her family whose name was Myra. She found pictures of Myra when she was a newborn up until she was four. But that was it. Nothing after age four. In the same cabinet she found the pictures, she found court papers and crumpled up letters. All Alysa could think about is ”Where are the pictures of me?  

On one of the letters she saw her name on it.

Alysa is my baby girl. I want my daughter back……

“Alysa, I’m home”

“Mom’s home,” Alysa madly whispered to herself.

She quickly locked the room door.” I’m busy i’ll be out in a minute.”

“OK”

After she was done she came out.

She tried to avoid her mom for the rest of the day, but then cam dinner time. The time were there was always talking between them. Since her dad was working late it was only her and her mom.

“Great its me and mom” Alysa said sarcastically.

Dinner Time 

Chew. Swallow. Water. Napkin. Repeat. That’s all that Alysa could do. But the awkward silence was deeply killing her mom. All her mom could do it pick at her food and stare at her daughter. Mom looks up. Daughter down. Mom down. Daughter glares. Mom up. Daughter down. Mom with puppy dog eyes. Done.  Alysa picks up her plate and dumps it in the kitchen sink. Twenty minutes after dinner her mom comes into the room. She didn;t have much to say. But Alysa knew what she wanted to say. Alysa put on her realist fake smile she could do. Her mom saw the mask.

“My stomach hurts,I’m going to bed”, Alysa said.

“Oh, OK” her mom said.

On the phone

“Alex I think somethings wrong with Alysa?”

to be continued…… 

Would u like to dance? Certainly, I answer. We glide across the dance floor, making every move has graceful has we can. We stop after a few dances. He takes me to the the rose garden that is lighten up with all the fireflies. He sits me on the bench near the fountain. He makes sure not to sit on my dress. He looks straight into my eyes while I look down. Alysa … Will you marry me? I go numb ,can’t say I word. I look in his eyes to try figure out if he’s sincere. Alysa .. Alysa.. ALYSA!  

I do! “It’s nice to know that you would like to join the class again.” Mr. Hanson announced.

“oh, it was just a dream”, Alysa sadly murmured to herself.

“What was that Ms. Jones,” said Mr. Hanson

“I was saying how you are a great teacher!” Alysa said in a fake cheerful tone.

to be continued… 

As you know the genocide in Darfur is still going on. Its been about 5 years and nothing new is happening, some people in Darfur say. The government still continues its successful attacks for the Darfurians. They are lying to the world by trying to disguise themselves by painting their planes white like the planes the UN uses to carry food and water to the survivors. All the attacks have likely not have been targeted for the rebels but towards the civilians that reside in the villages. The government is trying to eliminate them from society. They first drop bombs in the villages and then raid the villages like stealing loot, burning down huts and killing anyone that survived the bombs. The people of Darfur are being tortured. It is ruthless and terrible how some young  girls are being raped by government soldiers. Since 2003 an estimated number of about 200,000 dead and 2,400,000 left to be homeless. The Sudanese government remaines untouched by the comments made by fellow US celebrities and Sudan’s trading partner, the Chinese government. When is this madness of mass killings, rapes and bombing going to stop?! It might not stop anytime soon due to the fact that UN peacekeepers might have to pull out of Darfur because of the increasing violence. The 2 billion dollar investment on the UN peacekeepers is in trouble because of the security issues that concern the peacekeepers in Darfur. There is some good news though other countries like Ethiopia, Nigeria, and China have considered sending their troops and peacekeepers to help the cause. But the peacekeepers there that need to get out need helicopters for the transportation. The Sudanese Government has recently launched an attack against the peaceful mission. Causing and uproar and an outrage in many countries.  Remember the Darfurians are people too and deserve the right to live in peace like we do and it is our global responsibility.