Feel (a poem inspired by Danielle)

You can feel a ton of things
Some put a huge smile on your face
While others make your eyes water
Or make your brain to rush with fury
You might feel excited to do something
Or feel terrified thinking about what’s next
But shame might kick in at the same time
You might feel victory
Like punching your fists into the air
Or you might feel
Very needy
And ask someone for a hug
The big truth is that, though
Each person will feel different
Yet the same
All you need to do
Is respect others’ feelings.

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Do you like my poem? It was inspired by Danielle‘s  poem-  Emotions.

See you soon!



Hey there friends! I truly apologise, my last post was six days ago! I’ll try my best to post, once these assessments are out of my head. I’ve been overloaded with piles of homework and tests. Okay, let’s forget the randomness and get on with the post!

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When You Thought I Wasn’t Looking

When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw you stick my first picture on the fridge with a magnet and I wanted to paint another one straightaway.

When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw you feed a stray cat, and I then learned that it was a good thing to be kind and friendly to animals.

When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw you make my favourite cake for me, and I then learned that little tings in life were big indeed.

When I thought you wasn’t looking I saw you chanting a prayer to God, and I learned to trust in God.

When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw you make a meal for a sick friend, and I learned that it was good to help those in need.

When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw you care for our house and everyone in it, and I learned that we have to take care of what we have.

When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw you handle responsibilities even when you felt down, and I then learned that I have to be responsible when I grow up.

When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw tears running out of your eyes, and I then learned that it’s alright to cry sometimes.

When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw that you cared, and that I wanted everything that I could be.

When you thought I wasn’t looking I learned most of life’s lessons that I need to know to be a good and very productive person when I grow up.

When you thought I wasn’t looking I looked at you and wanted to say- “Thanks for all the things you did for me when you thought I wasn’t looking.”

~Mary Rita Schilke Korazan.

Thanks for being inspirational role-models to me, Mum and Dad. I can’t thank you enough for all the things you’ve done for me.  ❤


The Worry Doll {Part 1}

Ella didn’t want it to be the next day, her worst day of her life. She wanted to avoid School Camp. She was just useless in outdoor activities. She had no choice though. She tossed and turned in her pillow, unable to shut her terrified eyelids. That was it. What would happen if she got stuck on the twenty metre high ropes? What would happen if she fell straight down the cliff and straight into the mucky water? What would happen if she couldn’t abseil? Ella had absolutely no hope at all. She restlessly moved all around her bed. She longed for help and support. No one at School Camp would ever help her. They would just tease and giggle at her. What would Ella even do?

A few moments later, the lights in Ella’s bedroom flashed on, and Ella’s grandmother arrived with a small doll with wool for hair and fabric for a dress. The doll smiled serenely, kindly and lovingly at Ella. The doll’s smile soothed her.
“Ella, this is a Worry Doll,” her grandma uttered. “Go on, tell your worries to it and they’ll vanish the next day. I know you’re afraid of all of the School Camp activities, which is why I made this for you. Ella dear, all you need to do is believe. The doll will really assist you when you’re in need,” her grandmother continued.
Ella pulled her grandma into a huge hug, thanking her endlessly.

Ella’s grandmother went off to her bedroom to sleep, and Ella smiled. She had the most amazing, beloved grandma indeed. Ella gently stroked the Worry Doll, and whispered to it about the worries she had, and how horrified she felt. It seemed like the doll was listening to every single word Ella was telling it.

Ella felt much better, she was ready for School Camp. The Worry Doll would be coming with her, and she wouldn’t care about everyone teasing her. The Worry Doll was her caring defence.

The Candy Book Tag

Hello everyone!

I’ve unfortunately not got a sweet tooth, but I have an addiction on White Chocolate Tim-Tams and dark chocolate and Ferrero Rochers. YUM! 😛

Anyway, let’s forget that rubbish introduction and get on with the tag 🙂 I was tagged by the amazing Rachel! Thanks a lot, Rachel 😀 There’s not a specific rule, but all you need to do is to relate a candy/chocolate to a book! Now, let’s ACTUALLY get onto the tag XD

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