P.S. 7, Elmhurst, Queens.
1997
Ms. Kennedy: "What would you like to be?"
Me: "I think I want to be a poet, but I know my dad won't let me."
Ms. Kennedy: "Well you know, you can always be a poet and be something else."
In elementary and middle school I kept a journal of "poetry." I wrote in it whenever I had a chance (even on the bus on the way to school). Maybe Ms. Kennedy was right. But every week and every year just passes, and the older I get the more I fail at making time.
What I'm trying to get at is- hopefully 2010 is the year that I am a poet and something else :)
this is to cute. InshaAllaah 2010 will be a great prosperous year jazzy <3
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