See Me? #poetry #uganda #children

I lost my place

my finger couldnt hold

the place in the book

the story that it told

can’t count the days

my fingers arent enough

I play in the dirt

instead of learning stuff

teach me anything

I listen from my heart

I love when you read

we all enjoy the art

dont leave me in the dirt

my clothes begin to stink

challenge my mind

teach me how to think

So many children have been held back from education. In Uganda school is such a privilege. Education helps men and women achieve their dreams.

School Daze #children #school #poetry

sharpen the pencils

eraser dust flies

line all the chairs

awaiting new smiles

desks stand empty

no laughter in the air

quiet and lonely

no scrape of a chair

This year there are many classrooms that stand waiting in lonely anticipation for the voices of children…

Fire #Uganda #Atozchallenge

“There’s a fire” a boy points

it looks like dust

the men go to check

flames are raging

inside a small school

men and women rush

saving everything they can

“Get out before the roof falls”

fire brigade of 25 children

“pump pump pump”

children carry 20 to 30 pounds of water

I try to put a bucket on my head

my arms will have to do

brave men push brick walls inward

courageous children pump and carry water

one school is gone

I sigh with relief – “no one is hurt this day”

tomorrow a new challenge

*

Brave children

red hot flames of destruction

tired, sooty smiles

*

This fire happened 3 weeks ago while we were visiting Uganda. Our aim was to teach elementary children during the day  and encourage a home of orphans and staff at night.

In the United States we would stand back and watch as firefighters battled a fire. Not so with these strong people who dragged burning, hot furniture out of a raging fire. Kelly, a 3-year-old, carried bucket after bucket of water to save the school.

In stead of the 16 elementary lessons I had prepared, we spent the week teaching 70 children (4-6 year olds) on the porch of the orphanage. I was thankful for a suitcase of crafts and a butterfly puppet, I packed last-minute, who helped my husband and I teach  daily lessons.

 

 

 

First Day of School #flash fiction

Are you sure I am ready?

Everything is here pens, notebooks, binders, art supplies. />

Are you sure everything is here? What about a sack lunch????

I don’t think I can do this!!!!

Mom I’ve been going to school for 14 years. maybe it was never putting me on a bus at 5 that has created this disfuctional behavior.

*****

My son is leaving home in a few weeks to go University- I’ve been spoiled having him close at the local college. Thank goodness for text messages and cell phones.

It’s another great day for flash fiction at G-mans

Head of the Class (micro fiction)

They told me it would be fun

that I would be the head liner

a  head turner

the head of my class

I wasn’t expecting it to end like this….

Susan is a class act. Each week she hosts micro fiction monday over at stony river. Check out the great micro fiction and join in.

Americana: The Old School Bell

Laughter peals of joy

balls bouncing on the playground

the bell rings feet running

time to come in

looking out the window

dreams of

what tomorrow will bring?

child wonders

hoping for  lifetime of new things

echos

of a world gone by

children’s children

listen to the school bell ring

Calling children today

sounding

same tone for tomorrow

take your place

amoung the ranks of students

who answered the call of the bell

Americana Series: “The School Bell” moondustwriter

Just Hail the Taxi (I mean mom)

Driving

to school

to the

doctor

back again

you forgot

your…

*

I might have

a GPS

but what I really

need is

a test

to see if

I am still

sane

*

What hamster

running in a wheel

doesn’t

take a

rest

and squeal

*

The only thing

squealing

from me

is the sound

of my

Pirellis

*

My poor

neighbors

look and freeze

while praying

dear God

stop her

pleeze

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