Something quite interesting crossed my mind the other day, during year 6 at Foxes Piece Primary School we had this "poetry contest", and I was the lucky winner of getting my poem published..! The problem is I can't remember the name of the book or what the poem was about, something about the forest I think, but how can I be sure?!
Seems like the flippin' book just dissapeared out of my range, of the face of the earth!
Strange how thoughts or memories can suddenly just pop into your head with no warning =)
Monday, 23 February 2009
Friday, 20 February 2009
Something Old, Something New. Something meaningful, What to do?
I know what has been, but I don't know what's coming.
I met my father and sister last week when I was in Denmark, they don't keep in touch with eachother after everything either, so we both met our father after two years together, my sister and I.
Anyways, I spent the night at her place, I hadn't seen her in 10 years, it was strange, she was beautiful, all night I just just sat there, watching her sleep, thinking that this was my smart, beautiful, long lost sister of 14, and that I had a whole new world to explore with her. I was thinking that I have two sisters at home in norway, my new family, she was a part of my old one, but I was never to let her become my old one, she would always be the present one. She gave me this incredible strenght by just existing to me. I love her.
She made me urge even more inte my passion of making a change in my lifetime, doing something meaningful, the only problem is that I don't know where to start or what to do.
I met my father and sister last week when I was in Denmark, they don't keep in touch with eachother after everything either, so we both met our father after two years together, my sister and I.
Anyways, I spent the night at her place, I hadn't seen her in 10 years, it was strange, she was beautiful, all night I just just sat there, watching her sleep, thinking that this was my smart, beautiful, long lost sister of 14, and that I had a whole new world to explore with her. I was thinking that I have two sisters at home in norway, my new family, she was a part of my old one, but I was never to let her become my old one, she would always be the present one. She gave me this incredible strenght by just existing to me. I love her.
She made me urge even more inte my passion of making a change in my lifetime, doing something meaningful, the only problem is that I don't know where to start or what to do.
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