for creative writing, we had to memorize a poem and recite it in class today. i know the poem i chose. it's memorized! so why in the world did i get so nervous and keep messing up? i use to be very shy. i use to hate speaking in front of people. use to! i really don't know what happened to me today. i feel so silly about it too. i speak out in class all the time with my opinions and answers to questions. geez!
anyway, here is the lovely poem i found and memorized:
The Rider
Naomi Shihab Nye
A boy told me
if he roller-skated fast enough
his loneliness couldn’t catch up to him,
the best reason I ever heard
for trying to be a champion.
What I wonder tonight
pedaling hard down King William Street
is if it translates to bicycles.
A victory! To leave your loneliness
panting behind you on some street corner
while you float free into a cloud of sudden azaleas,
pink petals that have never felt loneliness,
no matter how slowly they fell.
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