The other day I was cleaning my room… Yep, I know I tend to start many of my posts this way. It’s like there’s always a new adventure when there’s cleaning to be distracted from. While
cleaning pretending to be cleaning I found a published poem that I wrote when I was in grade 12.
A bit of a backstory to this poem, I only got something like 37% on it but still sent it for this Canadian contest thing to get it published. Sure enough out of all the poems sent mine got picked and somehow my final note was now in the 80’s. Sometimes it funny how things work. I never questioned my teacher about this…..
Stuck in the Middle
“Outta my room!”
almost empty baby books,
getting picked on…
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Ok so, as many of you know, I come from a farming family. It’s pretty cool because we actually get fresh milk from the farm instead of that expensive store bought stuff. MMM real milk.
When we want milk, we don’t actually go milk a cow but rather go to the holding tank that keeps the milk cool and fresh. MMM real milk.
Last night my mother asked my sister and I to get milk. I was so tired that I fell asleep on the couch basically right after supper (and maybe I was also avoiding going outside in the cold). Either way when I woke up the next day I knew we still had to get the milk.
It was in the late morning when we finally summed up the courage to open the front door and face that deep snow to fill those two jugs of milk. The blowing snow made it hard to even find the car but eventually as we dusted it off and cleared the window we thought we would able to make it. I backed out and thought eh I can do this. Then I saw more snow and told my sister we’re not going to make it. And she quickly replied Don’t doubt yourself, you’re going to make it! Continue reading “Stuck Because of Milk”