You Don't Know Me!

I don’t really know what to do right now. I have so many things on my mind that are bugging me. All of my friends are able to get rides from their parents after school, but Taylor and I are not that lucky. We have to walk almost a mile to Mom’s work. She works at the bank as a teller. It’s a pretty good job considering she never went to college. It’s not her fault though. She had me when she was seventeen. She is doing everything she can to support us. We could just take the bus to our house, but I have gotten into some trouble with a couple kids on the bus. They make fun of Taylor and me because our biological breeder who most people call their dad left us when I was ten and Taylor was three. He left Taylor, Mom, and I for another girl and none of us have talked to him since then. The worst part is that they live in this town still. Whenever I, Taylor and Mom see him, he just turns his head away and ignores us. Now that I am thirteen, I’m starting to realize how much of a jerk he is. How could anyone do that to their kids? I don’t want to talk about that anymore because it just makes me mad.

Another thing that has been bugging me lately is my sister Taylor, is always hanging around me. She follows me wherever I go. Every time one of my friends comes over, she feels she has to hang out with us. I know she’s not doing it on purpose, I mean; she is only six years old. When I was six, I probably would have been doing the same thing if I had an older sibling. I do my best to be nice to her, but sometimes I can’t help but to yell at her, though I always end up apologizing later. She knows I care for her and Mom. I’m doing my best to be the man in my family, a job our “Dad” couldn’t do.

Some people look at me and think I’m just a dumb overweight kid who just sits around and plays video games and eats junk food all day. That’s not true. I’m just a big kid. I don’t eat any more than other people my age. I play on a football team and play baseball. I do plenty of walking during the day like I told you before. My gym teacher Mr. Cowbell told me that when I get older, I will grow into my body and then kids won’t make fun of me anymore. I can’t wait for that day.

I’m doing the best I can to take care of my family. I keep a close eye on Taylor so she doesn’t have to take the punishment that I did growing up. I’m talking about kids making fun of me because I’m a big kid and I have no Dad. People should give me credit for all that I have done, but a lot of what I have done has seemed to go unnoticed. I can’t blame anyone though because nobody would think I’m as smart as I am by just looking at me. Mom understands and thanks me all the time and when Taylor gets older, she will realize everything I have done for her and the family. There is just a lot going on in my life right now and I am just tired. I know in the end it’s all going to be worth it. I’m going to show Dad how much of a mistake he made when he stopped seeing us. He’s going to have to live with that for the rest of his life.

The One

Gabcast! Wave Bomb #2

The One

Green eyes, you’re the one for me
You’ve locked my heart, with your key

Your special key shines like gold
Keep it hidden, until we’re old

A beautiful smile and dark blonde hair
When you sit by me, my legs your chair

Your gentle touch so soft and warm
Around my body, on my arm

So much in common it makes me glow
“High five honey, whoops, too slow”

We have our fun and joke a lot
You know I know, what we got

I know we’ve had our differences at times
Don’t worry about it, we’ll be fine

An argument a year that’s not so bad
Some look at us, and get pretty mad

Because we work so well together
And their stuck as rain, in bad weather

I look around at some people we know
Our life is better, as a whole

I say a word, a sentence, you laugh
“What’s so funny?” I was just going to say that

We have our fun and joke a lot
I know you know, what we got

I’m so lucky you stand by my side
392 days, you’ll be my bride

I’ll be there for you through the good and bad hun
Because you’re my love, because your “The One”

Morning Swim by Maxine Kumin

Into my empty head there come
a cotton beach, a dock wherefrom
I set out, oily and nude
through mist, in chilly solitude
There was no line, no roof or floor
to tell the water from the air
Night fog thick as terry cloth
closed me in its fuzzy growth
I hung my bathrobe on two pegs
I took the lake between my legs
Invaded and invader, I
went overhand on that flat sky
Fish twitched beneath me, quick and tame
In their green zone they sang my name
and in the rhythm of the swim
I hummed a two-four-time slow hymn
I hummed Abide with me. The beat
rose in the fine thrash of my feet,
rose in the bubbles I put out
slantwise, trailing through my mouth
my bones drank water; water fell
through all my doors. I was the well
that fed the lake that met my sea
in which I sang Abide with Me.


The reason I chose this poem is because I like the way it flows. It also has a fantasy type feeling to it. That is how I have always thought a poem was supposed to sound like. Maybe fantasy is not the right word, I guess I mean deep meaning. You'll probably make fun of me because I think this is the "marching band poem" type, but I guess that is what I thought most poems sounded like. There are also no "high tech" words. By that I mean, words I have no clue what the hell they mean. I don't want to have to look in a dictionary to find the meaning. I also like how Kumin connected herself with the water.

No Words Necessary!

It's about 2 o'clock in the afternoon as I sit in a warm wooden chair that is accompanied by a table and five other chairs. The sun shining through the windows while I listen to my Grandma Colleen, who is sitting straight across from me at my high school graduation party. She’s telling stories about me to family and friends who surround the table like vultures around their prey. Everybody is laughing, some so hard their knees are starting to buckle. After everyone catches their breath, there is a moment of silence.

My cousin Mary Claire, who is sitting in the chair to the left of me decides to sneak in a couple words; “Can I get some pictures of Chris and the family?” Everybody moans and nods their head in an up and down motion. She always has to take pictures whenever the family gets together. I stand and walk at a fast pace to the wall. I enjoy when there are pictures taken because I don’t get to see my extended family too often. The rest of my family walks over slowly, as if their feet were stuck in quicksand. “Everybody squeeze closer together, I can’t fit all of you in, and I need all of you to smile,” says Mary Claire. More gripes and moans fill the air in the house. Now that were packed like a wet snowball, the picture is taken. Immediately after the picture is taken, everybody runs away from the camera as if it were going to attack them, except my Grandma Colleen.

She grabs me by my shoulder and tells me she wants a picture of us together. I put my left arm around her shoulder as fast as the speed of sound. She took my left hand with her left hand and put her right hand around my waist. With smiles on our faces and no room to squeeze a piece of paper in between us, beep beep, click. No words necessary.

Titletown

I love all Wisconsin sports, but there is one team that is my favorite: The Green Bay Packers... I haven't missed a game since I started watching them as a little kid. If you know me at all, you will know not to make plans with me when the Packers play, because I will break them, unless it has something to do with watching the game.

Looking Towards The Future!

My future is as bright as the stars of the night. I plan on becoming a math teacher so I can help those in need. There is no better feeling in the world than helping others. I feel it's our job to pitch in and help our kids of the future. My future is their future.

Backyard Dream!

This is my dream land to build my dream cabin. Obviously I would like a much bigger cabin and a stream running through my back yard, but this is the scenery I enjoy.