A freight train of bodies dumped into the sea
A nightmare lost in the fog of history
Knock down the bridges, build a wall of bones
Shut in with golden fish, the moans
Of a madman to the fringes lifts
Decrepit and depraved, fives and fifths
The swamp city fell under a hurricane
Rose and fell in unfolded patterns again
Submitted to Poets and Storytellers United and inspired by 100 Years of Solitude, which I haven’t yet read but based this on a couple of synopses I found. I’m looking forward to reading this one day.
Today I’m feeling:
Tired, despite sleeping early. I had planned to get back to full exercise this morning but needed an extra 30 minutes’ sleep and even that wasn’t enough. I’m coughing more and feeling a little wheezy and consequently, my mood is a little low too.
It’s another event day (Lanna and art) so my morning classes are cancelled and I’m free to read and write. Just my grade 8s in the afternoon and then home.
Tomorrow we’re due to head to Bangkok to surprise Nong Dao for her birthday, though Jimmy sent a message that she has a stomach infection, so we’re not sure if the party they’ve planned will go ahead or not. We have non-refundable tickets, so we’ll travel anyway.
Health:
Physical: 5
Mental: 6
Today I’m grateful for:
A lot of free time again on what is usually my busiest day. I caught up on some reading and did a lot of writing, though was not particularly happy with the output. My brain is still a little uninspired.
The best thing about today was:
Watching my grade 8 class improve after giving them the same speaking exercise but with different partners for three days running.
I felt like they were actually putting what they learned in class into practice for a change. They also seemed to enjoy themselves.
What was out of your control today and how did you handle it?
My cough is a little out of control and I handled it the only way possible, by coughing. Lots of my students are similarly afflicted.
Something I learned today?
This evening, we found out that Nong Dao is in the hospital and her party was cancelled. Oh well, Amy will figure out meeting some other friends and a nice dinner somewhere.
Review your acts, Good and bad.
Grade 9 August told me it was her 15th birthday today, so I ducked into the cafe again to buy her a piece of chocolate cake.
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