tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54267992740839833312024-03-19T21:16:16.241-07:00Small Girl, Big WorldKingNikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303300125793578180noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426799274083983331.post-16395516799440380132014-02-25T00:03:00.000-08:002014-02-25T00:03:08.208-08:00<h2 style="text-align: center;">
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"Whenever I feel bad, I use that feeling to motivate me to work harder. I only allow myself ONE DAY to feel sorry for myself. I ask myself, 'what are you gonna do about it?' I use the negativity to fuel the transformation into a better me." - BEYONCE<br />
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KingNikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303300125793578180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426799274083983331.post-73037704526106606222014-02-11T01:07:00.000-08:002014-02-11T01:07:01.736-08:00<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">First English homework - "Write a Journal Entry as a mother of a young man who has been conscripted in the Vietnam War in 1965" </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">February 5, 1965</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Bless my son! Today is the day. Conscripted from the ballot, he strutted up the office steps strong, never faltered. It's an honour for the family; we have a beacon of pride. Although I do fear and worry for him and I do pray that he returns to me as he is, I know it's a duty he must fulfill. For our country he will fight, for our family he will survive. Jaylen, my son, may you seek courage and bring back honour. </span><br />
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KingNikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303300125793578180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426799274083983331.post-81400284895998148302013-11-27T02:35:00.001-08:002013-12-03T22:53:12.264-08:00<h2 style="text-align: center;">
One Planet, Two Worlds pt. 1</h2>
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<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It feels like it's been days. It just might have been. I normally use the sun to tell the time of day but it hasn't shone in a while.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I stopped trying to open my eyes a long time ago; the wind and rain just made it impossible. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I pray that she is safe, my mama, wherever she may be. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">She was holding my hand and carrying baby Carlo at the same time. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Moving out in the streets, past the cementeryo was hard. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The rain turning into waves, attempting to wash us all out - I kept going under but mama kept hauling me back up. She was so strong.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">She didn't look tired nor was she crying.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The wind was so powerful and people kept pushing. But I did not dare let go of her. </span></i><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We pushed on towards the hills.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We walked 'till my feet ached.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We walked 'till I could no longer stand. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We walked 'till my I couldn't feel my legs altogether. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">No, by that time, I was already one with the gushing water.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A crack of thunder split the black sky - deafening our ears; our soaked heads turning towards the roar - </span></i><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">and before us, the church came falling...</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The people then screamed and swarmed. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A man stumbled then fell - right onto where my mother's hand linked onto mine. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Then we got separated. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I now found myself fighting against two different seas: one of water and one of man - both were just as hard to swim through. </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I felt the the punches and kicks as the crowd rushed. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Felt claws and knocks each time I stumbled and crawled along the river/street.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The flooding of mud and voices proving too much for my ears and too much for my own small voice to be heard.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A brute force slamming against my face. Again and again.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Then I slept.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I awoke with my arms already clinging onto this pole. I looked around but I was already alone. </span></i></div>
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">'Papa God, I really need you right now. I know that I haven't been the best daughter or the smartest student but if you are listening, please forget about me...</span></i></b></div>
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Please save my family and my country instead."</span></i></b></div>
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KingNikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303300125793578180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426799274083983331.post-44249819020339631712013-11-24T02:44:00.000-08:002013-11-26T02:47:02.388-08:00She said so...<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">She told me my writing stinks. Okay, maybe not those using those exact words but I got her point anyway. Though, she did state that I was once good, once upon a time. And so I was advised to start this...whatever THIS is...<br />"Might help," she said - I do hope she's right. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It is my lifestyle. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I did not mean to.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Just how can I write? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I lack the motivation.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Fear criticism.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Though I want to try. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But where the hell do I start?<br />Damn, guess I just did.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>The small girl complains.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>She can't handle this big world.</b></span></div>
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