Beginnings
Everything begins
at some point.
Studies have origins
Their knowledge joints
Each other together.
But going to school
Brakes learning and tethers
You to these cruel
Hours of studying,
Cramming for tests impossible to score perfectly on.
Students end of crying
Attempting scoring well upon
The teacher's cruel
Forms of torture,
Designed to make students duel
Until they fall down with the fractures
Of failure.
They get up and resubmit
Hoping their words will allure,
Hoping the teacher will admit
That the students
Won the duel
With thoughts that become prudent
And their assignments do not need a renewal.
Grade 8
Was volunteered to play,
The memorial ceremony,
Was two days away.
I’m at the piano,
Thinking how life’s too bad.
In walks E.. From the seniors.
Everybody knows her, G7 to G12,
Drooling, saying she’s gonna be someone.
What to do when you are faced ,
With the hottest girl in school?
There must be some mistake,
I know she sings, but would she bother?
I feel exposed.
She smiles to me,
Straightens her shirt,
The neckline showing too much goodies.
No, there’s no mistake.
No, it’s really true,
She’s here to sing at the memorial.
She asks my name,
I say ‘piano’ ,
Obviously confused.
She comes close,
leans over my shoulder,
Looks at the chords i scribbled .
She asks me if we can get to work,
Because she has math later.
Oh, to study math..
I start playing and she sings.
She’s not amazing, not close,
But hormones are a perfect equaliser,
When you’re doing Harmony.
As she sings,
I need to slide myself,
Closer to the keyboard,
To hide the bulge that formed.
I imagine things and play,
Finally she catches on,
Just how ‘threatened’
i am.
She doesn’t mind,
Admiration is what she lives on,
She sings and plays with my hair,
My ridiculous jew-fro,
And i doubt very much that ,
I made no mistake, with the chords.
After the service,
And the guys asked me,
How i got to play with her,
I say, idiotically , “practice”.
Play it cool, cause I’m a dork.
School, The Diverse Place
School has been interesting for my past few years of life. I am an 8th grader going into high school and I have met some interesting people. I have met some people that seem weird at first glance, but when you get to know them a little more you find out interesting things. I used to have a asian friend during about 4th - 7th grade that was so serious about his work, but once he gets that work done, he is just a standard chilled back child. From him I learned if you get stuff done early you don't have stress on you later.
Now when I say school is a "Diverse Place" I really mean it. Even my own friends are pretty diverse. Some are kids that seem to go to disneyland every other week, while others have boats, and some like me aren't spoiled with fancy stuff, but enjoy what we do have. Some people talk about how they went to the movies or went to the beach over the weekend, all I do over the weekend is staying home doing yardwork, taking care of the house, then relax look at little at social media and then just workout.
This last year of being a middle schooler has been great for me. I played some wonderful seasons of football and basketball and is training for high school football next year. With that I have been able to go in the weightroom with the high school guys and just workout and prepare for the next season of sports. Also school events happening, such as the 8th grade dance, that was just fun.
What I also enjoy about my school is that it is a school of character. We respect each other in many ways, we are respectful to teachers and admin, we are respectable to others even outside of school. I live a few towns away from my school, so when I come home and see how these other teenagers act, I am just glad that I went to a school of respect of character principles that are important for life. Yeah so, I have to wear a uniform to school, I don't care 1.) It's comfortable clothing, 2.) Not cheap, a set of uniforms for a week cost about a $200. Now thinking about it, it is proably cheaper having these uniforms then going to a school were I dress however I want. The $200 also includes dress clothes for assemblies and whatever shoes you buy.
I should wrap this up so, I personally believe that school is interesting and reaaly diverse. Classes are interesting going over various different subjects. Such as at my school we have engineering for half of the middle school year and biomed for the other half and vice versa. I know some people hate this subject but I really enjoy math. I enjoy it because what people don't realize is that you can use it in many different ways. Graphing is good for reading a map because not everywhere has cell service such as national parks or countries with not alot of coverage. Knowing volume formulas can help you find proper measurement for furniture to fit in a house/appartment properly. Anyways, Thanks for reading and hope he shared some of the same understanding about school.
Put On A Pedestal and left there alone
"This is the best student who ever came to this school"
They called me smart
They called me the best
I was proud of being smart
Of being the best of the best
Then I wasn't
A new people, a new school
I was mediocre at best
You're so smart
You have so much potential
You're going to be great
You can do whatever you want to do
I don't know what I want to do
I have no passion, no purpose
I'm expected to shoot for the moon
and then some but
What if I can't?
What if my half baked plans fail?
What if I'm not good enough?
And what if I am?
What if I succeed at everything I do?
What if I leave everything and everyone
I care about behind so I can be great?