Hello to all!!!
I have finished the welding caps I have been working on.
Also, I had my first assignment work 15% of my grade due and I just recevied my grade: 100!
here is the poem I had to write, based off of George Ella Lyon.
I am From
by
Hazel Stewart
I am from ruffling Strawberry Shortcake curtains,
From being surrounded by Mighty Morphing Power Rangers and Hotwheels.
I am from the thread barren carpet,
From smoothly laminated storage holding ceramic ware.
I am from round sweet smelling blues whose juices still make my lips raise in
a smile.
I'm from long winding dirt roads and railroad timbered barns
From Andre and Fredia.
I'm from overfilled saw horse tables overlaid with mouthwatering food.
From giving thanks with no less than fifty, and the running, pushing, shoving
and shouting of football.
I'm from weekends with late midnight gatherings and long celebrating holiday
parties with aunts, uncles, cousins and more.
I'm from "you talk too much" and "go play."
From big bones with soft curves and a quick fire-y temper.
I'm from the hay fields to the sweet tropics back to country bumpkins.
From fresh deep fried catfish and barrels of corn, shrimp, sausage, potatoes,
and crabs.
A hard working early Saturday morning,
Grease in the hair, tracks in the mud with sun warmed lunches.
Bouncing in the seat of a big Mac, digging with diggers, repairing timber with
timber.
Walls of faces all around, whispering the words and stories of the past,
As I live, I am carrying them in my heart with me.
Thanks for stopping by!! I hope you enjoyed and keep looking forward to what you will see next!!!
Have a good week a head! Be safe, careful and have fun!!
~hazel~crochetamommy
I have finished the welding caps I have been working on.
Also, I had my first assignment work 15% of my grade due and I just recevied my grade: 100!
here is the poem I had to write, based off of George Ella Lyon.
I am From
by
Hazel Stewart
I am from ruffling Strawberry Shortcake curtains,
From being surrounded by Mighty Morphing Power Rangers and Hotwheels.
I am from the thread barren carpet,
From smoothly laminated storage holding ceramic ware.
I am from round sweet smelling blues whose juices still make my lips raise in
a smile.
I'm from long winding dirt roads and railroad timbered barns
From Andre and Fredia.
I'm from overfilled saw horse tables overlaid with mouthwatering food.
From giving thanks with no less than fifty, and the running, pushing, shoving
and shouting of football.
I'm from weekends with late midnight gatherings and long celebrating holiday
parties with aunts, uncles, cousins and more.
I'm from "you talk too much" and "go play."
From big bones with soft curves and a quick fire-y temper.
I'm from the hay fields to the sweet tropics back to country bumpkins.
From fresh deep fried catfish and barrels of corn, shrimp, sausage, potatoes,
and crabs.
A hard working early Saturday morning,
Grease in the hair, tracks in the mud with sun warmed lunches.
Bouncing in the seat of a big Mac, digging with diggers, repairing timber with
timber.
Walls of faces all around, whispering the words and stories of the past,
As I live, I am carrying them in my heart with me.
Thanks for stopping by!! I hope you enjoyed and keep looking forward to what you will see next!!!
Have a good week a head! Be safe, careful and have fun!!
~hazel~crochetamommy
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