Organ Harvesting in China
Hello! I have started this campaign about the truly awful events that are occurring in China that so many people have no idea is happening. It is something that is sickening to the core and needs to get attention! So please, take a look, sign it, share it and then share it again!
If you are an American, check out this one as well.
My English teacher is making us write small poems in class, so I thought I’d share some of my better ones with you 🙂
The Sugar Cube
White and square
Requires no air
Nothing is still
The peace of the night interrupted
The earth on the move
Perhaps a volcano erupted
Feathered graceful flight
Never at night
Peace to the eye it brings
Hello! Now, for some time I’ve been trying to write a passage for this blog that is a similar style to Taasha’s smooth and reflective posts but it just isn’t working. I can’t take myself that seriously! As I write it I’m thinking “seriously Siobhan, you are trying to tell people the meaning of life??? pfffft it’s 42″.
So now, ladies and gentlemen, I am farewell-ing my non successful attempts, no longer trying to squeeze into a mould that’s not my shape and breaking the chrysalis of insecurity that has formed around me (see I can use flowery words if I want to) and instead of turning into a butterfly I am staying the pudgy caterpillar that’s me. That’s probably a terrible metaphor for what I am doing but you get the idea. Who says that being a caterpillar isn’t as cool as being a butterfly?
Greetings fans and air conditioners, I have officially joined with this blog! I have to warn you, I rather lack the poetic ability Taasha beautifully showcases here so my posts may not be as pretty and flowy as hers are, but I’ll try 🙂