There once was a girl named Mel
She liked exploring quite well
One day she decided to stay longer overseas
so she moved to Malaysia with ease
The culture was very different from her own
and it was hard to be all alone
She met lots of great people
who she found to be her equal
She learned lots of new things
and to her old way of thinking she no longer clings
She took the opportunity to travel to new places
and all the new is what she embraces
Even though she left Malaysia
she wanted to continue to live in Asia
The next stop on her journey was Indonesia
she hopes to always remember this time and never develop amnesia
When she returns home she hopes people will see
that she is a new Melanie
She has lots of wonderful things to share
and hopes her friends and family will care
She is glad that she was given this chance
to experience more of the world than just a quick glance
She plans to never go back to her old ways
no matter what happens during the rest of her days
I spent three years overseas teaching at International Schools, two in Malaysia and one in Indonesia. I recently returned to the US for a few years so that I can see family since I had two family members pass away recently, one while I was still overseas and I hadn't been home in 3 years. I want to spend a few years back in the US seeing family and friends. I also want to work on my Master's so I can move up in the International School World.
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Bali & Purple
We have been working on poetry this week and it has been awhile since I have really sat down an written a poem or two or three. Most of the time I like to start out by handwriting the poems. These are the two I like best so far. I have done Diamante poems before but since I went to Bali last weekend this one is on Bali.
Bali
hot, sunny
walking, sightseeing,
eating
waves crashing at
night
shopping, relaxing,
talking
peaceful, sandy
Bali
The next one is a color poem about my favorite color. I have written lots of types of poetry before but never a color poem. This is my first attempt at a poem about my favorite color, purple. I had a hard time with this poem. I am not sure if I have written about all the things that Purple is, but this is a good start.
Purple
Purple is the color of royalty
Purple is sadness when a friendship ends
Purple is a long awaited hug by a loved one
Purple is a piece of fresh baked chocolate cake on the
tongue
Purple is the sound of crashing waves on the beach late at
night
Purple is the scent of a rose as one falls asleep
Purple is being curled up in a comfy blanket on a cold day
Purple is the purr of a cat curled up on a lap
Purple is the velvety feeling of my favorite dress
Purple is chocolate chip cookies hot out of the oven
Purple is hands on my skin during a massage
Purple is the content feeling after waking from a nap
Purple is the right song playing to go with my mood
Purple is when I am feeling confident and beautiful
Purple is a walk at night in the mountains under a canopy of
stars
Purple is dark chocolate melting in the mouth
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