Today is the day
I will do something new
Like climb a tree
And make a new friend, or a few
Today is the day
I will climb out of my bed
Without my mom yelling
Or alarm ringing over my head
Today is the day
I will learn a new trick
Ride a unicycle
And make a tent with bricks
I will invite my new friends
For some afternoon tea
Share silly stories
In my tent, underneath the tree
Then I will teach them
How to ride the unicycle
On top of hundreds of bottles
And other items for recycle
We will laugh and play
Until the sun comes down
Until birds stops singing
Until mom yells, “come back, now!”
Wow, what a wonderful day
Because today is today
As I drift fast asleep
I dream that everyday will be today
One two and one two three
Would you like to play band with me?
Grab two twigs sit on that rock
Make a rhythm on the hollow log
Do you know how to sing like birds?
Listen closely they must be heard
Blow through your lips follow their tune
Practice and you’ll get it soon!
Can you make music with four strings?
Tie the straw grass to two twigs
Pluck each straw one by one
Make nice sounds in no time
Let me show you how to play xylophone
Line the rocks in order by size by tone
Grab two sticks and relax your shoulders
Tap each rock and repeat over and over
Now we are ready to all come together
Follow rhythm and dynamics to mother nature
Beat to raindrops and woodpeckers
And tune to wind and voices of creatures
In response to people who have complained that I don’t rhyme
maybe you people are right
Perhaps I find rhyming too hard
Or perhaps I am not too bright
SO I looked up on wikipedia
To find justification of my bad rhyming
And I guess I would able to illustrate my ideas
Through the following explaining:
1. There is perfect rhyme, and general rhyme…i generally use general rhyme
and sometimes perfect rhyme - well only from time to time..
“In the general sense, general rhyme can refer to various kinds of phonetic similarity between words, and to the use of such similar-sounding words in organizing verse. Rhymes in this general sense are classified according to the degree and manner of the phonetic similarity”
And there are many many KINDS of general rhyme: Syllabic, imperfect, semirhyme, oblique, assonance, consonace, half rhyme, alliteration.
Such rules allow me to make teething “general rhyme” with seeding!
…There are also other options like perfect rhyme, eye rhyme, and mind rhyme
2. There are also various rhyming schemes - so not every other line have to rhyme:
…I am too lazy to figure out all the multifarious ways of rhyme patterns, so I will claim that I use a “combination of schemes” which seems to be inclusive of all types :D
My brother and I just spent half an hour memorizing the 1st 50 numbers of pi. Talking about having nothing to do. Just recited to dad together - tehe!
Me: Fang, you are like pi. SO irrational.
Fang: Fang Pi, hehehe so mature
When I was a child I had big dreams
To be not a queen but a fantastical king
Standing on a castle with a thousand soldiers
Who were really animals fighting on my team
I ruled in the land of Candysalavia
Where my castle stacked of chocolate bricks
Housing more sweets than that of Wonka’s
And I can eat it all without getting sick
At night my castle transforms into a rocketship
I become the co-captain with a monkey named Pip
In gravity-free space I swim and do flips
My hair flying everywhere, gosh I need a clip!
Not before long we land on Planet Ihatetests
The planet was shaped like a school desk
The drawer opens and lets us in
Inside marched millions of miniature men
They were friendly but only one-inch tall
All wore black glasses and white antenna hats
They serve children through telepathic calls
Only those nervous on exams, never brats
Good thing I don’t need to worry about exams
In a distance I hear a women calling my name
“Wake up!” She says, “you need to finish your test!”
Aw man, that was only a dream…
Note: In kindergarden, I really did believe there were hundreds of tiny invisible men living in school desks. I would put one of my ear on the desk to listen to them everyday. Boy was I a confused child.
I wish I live in the city
In an apartment with a kitty
On the 28th floor lights outside so pretty
So relaxed, yet so giddy
My ceiling not so high
But I live so high I can touch the sky
Inside I feel so fly
This is my life yes all mine
I painted my walls all blue
But every week I change the hue
I change the placement of my furniture too
I do it for me and for you
Last Friday I met you at the bar
Then again with your flivvy, interesting car
We rendezvoused at Central Park
Next to a bench underneath the stars
My kitty and your pup
Dragged us to a coffee shop
We decided to Broadway show hop
We did it, until caught by NYPD cops
In the city there are no rules
I can be me and you can be you
Dressed as a Martian living on the moon
Every hour, dancing to a different tune
But from the sky I fall down down
Because really, I live in a small town
Population just four-hundred count
My imagination, however, never stay ground
Heres the background story. I guess I could call today a really good day, which is just anything that is more exciting than an average day in Almaden Valley. A friend took us to Vasona Lake County Park, which is only 6mi from Almaden yet none of us knew about it until recently.
While my 3 friends canoed, I opted for stand-up paddleboarding (SUP) because I really liked it last time I did it at Newport. Its a relaxing sport really, where you stand on a floating device very much like a padded surfboard, only 1.5x larger and thicker, and just cruise on the calm water. (Paddleboard surfing on the other hand is a whole different mountain). Some lady warned me to not “go out on the open water because it can get windy and make you loose balance.” I ignored her - how bad can it be?
So I did paddle to the open water. And I did fall in the lake. Only because I ran into a fishing line and was too late avoiding it, so I won’t give the lady any points. Made a huge commotion and saw people who were walking and biking stopping by just to stare at me, along w/ people already on the benches watching. Finally I grabbed on the board, pulled myself up and jumped onto my legs unsteadily but not falling. Everyone who was watching clapped. At least I put on a good show.
Because I was already wet, I decided not to care whether or not I fall again/get dirty. So I proceeded to paddle to the small island in the middle of the lake “to a place no man has gone before!” And through its long, wild shrubs I saw - EGGS!! Ones that were pearl white and twice as large as a chicken egg so you know it’s either a duck or goose egg. And I was so eggcited that I hopped off my board and ran to it. Bad idea. Bird poop was EVERwhere and it was smelly. However with my friends’ encouragement from a protected distance in their sheltered canoe, I mustered courage and headed to the center of the island. Luckily I spotted 5 eggs in a nest closer the the edge. These eggs were different - uglier and dirty, with one already broken with yoke flowing out and hardened. But I took one anyway. Yes, by this time I have thought I must be a horrible person for taking it, and it’s gross, and I am risking a bird chasing me…but…I did it…and my friend Mona said her mom will cook it for dinner.
@11:09 tonight Mona called me:
“OMG. I have to tell you a story. I just got home (her family left for 5 hrs), and as soon as we got in, we smelled this rotten smell that pervaded our whole house. At first we thought it was the turtles, but I checked and it wasn’t it. Then my sister found the source of smell - the place where I put the egg and now it’s just broken egg shells. I thought the duck had hatched and I was scared so I ran outside! But there was no duck. Basically the egg exploded! Anyways, the house smells REALLY bad.”
Moral of the story: don’t take eggs from the wild. Sorry PETA, I learned my lesson. On the light side, I paddled next to a mama duck and a dozen of her ducklings. It was so nice!
Now, can anyone explain how an egg just explode out of the blue?