Softy Speaks

Here’s a poem I wrote in 2013 :)

One fishy, two fishy, three fish more,

We caught them from the ocean we caught them from the shore,                                      

Swimming in the ocean, swimming in the sea;

They all jumped up on a one, two, three.

Some had survived, some sadly died.

Flush flush down the toilet, fishy fishy no more.

I remembered when we caught them, we caught them from the shore.

They were swimming in the ocean, swimming in the sea;

They all jumped up on a one, two, three.

Some sadly died, but some had survived;

I have:

One fishy, two fishy, three fishy more!

Many intelligent people are lost because schools choose to define intelligence through exams, feeling confident they are filtering out the most able for higher education and all the opportunities that follow. Students are duped into believing their innate abilities and potential are being tested whilst they are largely being tested on memorization. This an inauthentic and unrealistic method of learning, because we all know this information leaves us the day after taking the exam.

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Sometimes it feels like everything inside me is about to erupt. I'm like a volcano of excitement and ambition, with eyes darting around in youthful curiosity. I want to explore, I want to achieve and I want to know. It feels strange to be living in a world I hardly know or see. It's as if I'm in a long distance relationship with life, and all I want to do is embrace it and marvel at it's beauty.  This wonder and enthusiasm soon fades into nothingness, and leaves me sunken. All the grand plans I had nudge my unconscious body as I try to sleep away the misery. I am exhausted, frustrated and lost. And so I envelope myself in the safety of my duvet, hoping that one day I will be able to burn strong and steady.