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After that fun that i had , i left behind me so many work to do , homeworks and projects .
I don't know how to catch up and finish what i have from school , that is so mush for me to do on one day but i reclaimed my power and got the courage to begin so that i can have a little rest .
Many hours later , i finished with all the work that i had and then i stood thinking about something , something that means to me and i forgot it .
I remembered that i have to write my poem , it is to late to put it on the file so i can be memeber of that collaboration , i have to hurry up !
I took off all what was on the desk and prepared my tools and furnitures to begin writing .
I was seating in the chair , waiting to get some ideas and , i couldn't find a single thing , i don't know what to write and about what !
I thought for a minute that this is ridiculous and i won't be able to write a word because i don't have an interesting life like some poetics !
For the first time i gave up , i can't figure out why nothing came on my mind , maybe i don't fell ready for this , maybe it is not the right moment to write .
A friend came to me because i told her that she can come wherever she wants .
Her name is Ashely , i saw her in the club that Sara told me about , she likes poetry and she is a memeber there from the beginning of the semester , i meet her and asked her how to participate she was so helpful and carrying so she explained to me everything .
I welcomed her and told her to enter , she said kindely :
- Hi i came to tell you that it is the final day to participate and send your poem ....i was worried that you won't make it
- Thanks for being here with me ....actually yes you are right i don't think that i will make it on time !
- No don't say that why what is happening ?
- I don't have a clue of what i am going to write about ....that is the problem
- well it has to be something that is coming from heart and it has to be the source of your sensations
- I don't think i am undrestanding what you are saying right now !! ( laughing )
- I am sorry sometimes i don't know how to explain ..... what i wanted to say is you have to write about something special , a place that means a lot for you or someone exceptional !
- Ok i will try to think about that
- For instance i have an idea that you will definitely like it
- Tell me then
- You can write about your mother
She know a little things about me because i introduced myself on the first place
- Oh you are genius Ashley ! , this a great one ..... i am so thankful for your help
- That is what friends do ! Call me when you are done with writing !
- Of course i will
I was so happy that i got a smart idea to begin my poem with , since my my mother is my beloved and it means the world to me i can write about what i fell .
I took the pencil and started writing on the pages :
" The beautiful flower
Of my world "
The sun shine and you appear
You make the world better and clear
With your beauty , with your acts
With your beautiful words and your nice speech
You raised an innocent girl that learned the sense of life
How to control the world
When others wants her hurt
Ah my wondreful mother Elizabeth....
Her name is Elisabeth , what nice name that my grand ma gave it to her , she wanted her to be not ordinary so she named her of a flower that is called : Queen Elisabeth .
I finished writing , i was satisfied with my work and achievements , i am so excited to see the reaction of people if they are going to vote for me or not , it became so important for me and i am willing to be more intrested on that in the future .
It is the other day , i show up on school and i went straight to the room where every participant have to put his poem of the file and waiting for the results for tomorrow .
I know it is to fast but there are many people that are going to vote because they have a planny of time to check on their mobile phones whenever they like . It will be all represented on the page .
I was talking with a guy that i have recently known , he was putting on his poem too on the right place .we were chatting , asking eatch others about the content of our writing .
He told me that he wrote about his father who works on the army and take years to be home and see his familly .
It hurts that you don't get to see your children growing up and be present in every movement or success they make on their lives .
I was touched by what he said .
Suddenly i saw Josef coming to me , i didn't know that he will come here , apparently he wanted to support me and encourage me .
He touched my arm and was pushing me tightly to his chest with sympathy and tenderness but it was a little painful !
He spook , asking about my friend :
- will you introduce me to your friend ?
- Adan , he is hoping to be a memeber of the group such as me !
- Ah nice , good luck then , .....( he turned back to me )
- Rose we have to go ? we have class
- Ah ok i will be there
I said goodbye to the boy , i hope that he don't take Josef's acts with felony .
I know that Josef didn't do it on purpose , and i wish that Adan understands that ! Then i followed him to class .
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