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Walking Around the House (NaPoWriMo #20)

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The dilemnas of being woman of the house from the comic "For Better or for Worse" by Lynn Johnston. Sourced by Yahoo!News

Oh these breakfast plate piles seem higher each day.
At least the sun is out though.
First, into the washer the clothes must go –
And I must remember to set an official date for the girls to play.

These plants look awfully dry – where is that watering can?
And that piano counter is getting dusty,
About the kids’ chores I need be more fussy.

The recital is coming up soon, time to start writing a plan.
Hope the students can count to four,
Remember a couple of steps and more.
That’s the thing with teaching toddlers, you never know where they stand.

There’s baseball at four and piano at seven,
In between I’ll buy groceries for that casserole –
How did this sweater end up with a hole?
Husband will like some potato chips, I reckon.

So many emails, this is why I don’t like cell phones
It becomes rude to not answer instantly
But how can you when messages stream in incessantly –
And this bank won’t stop preaching on the benefits of loans.

Oh no someone forgot their lunch, we should really wake them up earlier.
I think he is fine, he has pocket money,
And for his bee project he brought that jar of honey.
Aww this flyer has cute clothes, but for the little one’s taste might be girlier.
Still, I better check on hi-

Hello? It’s me speaking. May I know who the caller is?
I’m late for an appointment for a manicure?
It was a deal with a complimentary pedicure?
Now how did I forget, what a little thing to miss.

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The prompt was to write in a family member’s voice and I picked mother. She is the invisible organizer and ultimate carer of everything while we are at school, and I’m sure always has a million thoughts in her head at a time. And mothers are always thinking of everyone but herself. My father (who will likely read this) is great and has many subtle tasks of his own, but we’ll save that for the next occasion…

Thanks for reading,
thebookybunhead

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I Remember Those Big Family Parties (NaPoWriMo #17)

The cooking of spices steaming from rice and chicken
Grandmothers’ voices, one soft and one crisp, worn with wisdom and time,
And so doting.
Open arms for hugs and smiles for exchange
Sweet and salty fragrances mixed with the invisible care of hands rise from the tables
Similar voices embrace each other in song and laughter
When the family gets together.

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Around this time, I really miss our family halfway around the world. And family parties are the best – great food and great merriment. Our grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins… Nothing can replace the gatherings we have and the memories that stay so vivid in my mind. I really hope there is time and chance to visit them all soon.

This poem was supposed to describe something with at least three of the five senses. And what is more rich in senses than a party?

Thanks for reading,
thebookybunhead

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An Easter Basket of Lies (NaPoWriMo #16)

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It is the cause of the biggest shopping spree of the year in our family.

We buy lots of food, especially chocolate in the shapes of bunnies and other cute animals.

We have a long standing ritual of dying a rainbow of eggs in our family.

We put them in a basket in the backyard so the animals can have a spring treat.

With hundreds, almost thousands, of chocolate eggs and chick marshmallows, we set up the ultimate egg hunt for our family.

There’s so many, often we find more candy, forgotten ones, the winners of hide and seek from last year.

There’s a giant party – we exchange gifts and have a feast – it’s like a second Christmas in our family.

And we put on brand new fancy clothes for a street parade because why not, everyone knows it’s a holiday.

But we don’t go to church.

Because we don’t really celebrate Easter in our family.

How can a man rise from the dead?

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From the NaPoWriMo website: “write a ten-line poem in which each line is a lie. Your lies could be silly, complicated, tricky, or obvious.”

So this is all a lie. Our family loves Easter, it is a special time for reflection and celebration. But we do not follow what is “traditional” to do around this time – not all of that stuff that I’m sorry to say has commercialized this holiday. But anyway, in spite of the little harsh ending of the poem, I wish everyone a very happy Easter and that you enjoy this time with everyone you love.

Thanks for reading,
thebookybunhead

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Cooking day

Had tons of fun cooking with my family yesterday. Nothing like homecooked food with simple ingredients to put a smile on everyone’s faces!

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Coconut Baked Boston blue fish with mango salsa,  quinoa and chickpea lime salad,  and strawberry frozen yogurt.

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Brown rice edamame salad and baked kale chips.

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Sweet potato wedges.

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Seared sesame tuna.

Hope you enjoyed the photos. I know I said that I was finally back after post -exam avoidance of reading and writing,  but it turns out summer is very busy, even with the end of summer school. I will most likely be posting photos during the rest of this month and returning to responses in words when time allows!

Thanks for reading,
thebookybunhead

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Walks ’til Magic Hour

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Oh glorious day!
Sunshine blazes through canopies of green, crowds filter into High Park
A blackbird calls, its red and white marks peeking through the brush
Algae foams above the pond, where breezes sweep through the gardens
Strolling a maze of hedges and wading pools
Sit with face to the sky, indulge in quenching fruit salad and gelato
Hike hidden sandy trails imagining a place without city noise
Emerge into picnics, lawn bowling games, and playground cheers
Snapping photos and laughing chats all the way
Have a mini barbecue in shady grass, with softened rays of the dying hours
Contemplating why we work so hard to seclude ourselves from nature,
When we love so much to wallow in it?

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Perfect way to end the long weekend: had an absolutely fantastic time with my family and my only regrets are that I had homework nagging the back of my mind and that I didn’t reapply sunscreen, not because of sunburn, but because it is too soon to already get this tanned. Summer feels so close but so far away, and I am feeling very unmotivated to go back to school and don’t-even-mention exams. I just have to remember to live every moment because before I know it, grade 11 will be finished.

Thanks for reading,
thebookybunhead

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To Mother

Because her honest advice and singing laughter is the best thing you’ve ever heard.
Because she brought warm tea to bed when you were paralyzed with flu.
Because she knows what’s in your heart, though you say not a single word.
Because she stands beside, sword in hand, when the world has turned against you.
Because she always thinks of everyone before herself.
Because without anyone noticing, she tidies counter, closet, shelf.
Because she’s a guardian angel day after day
We say I LOVE YOU in the earnest possible way.

My mom’s favourite kind of flower.

And for smiles:

calvin and hobbes – mothers day card

Comic by none other than Bill Watterson

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Personally, I had always thought it silly that “Mother’s Day” was a celebration. Shouldn’t we treat the people who have devoted their time to nurturing us all our lives be treated with full adoration all the time? But I guess a day of extra special treatment is always welcome. I went for brunch with my mom at Cora’s (where she got free Lindt chocolate) and tonight we went for Chinese downtown at King’s Noodles, handmade and fresh, which was really yummy. My sisters attended a church art club and made lovely drawings and bookmarks for her. It was just too bad Mother Nature did not seem in the mood to be appreciated as it was a rather cold, gusty, and rainy day. Nevertheless, there is nothing like a family movie on a Sunday. Happy Mother’s Day to mums everywhere!

Also, today’s Google Doodle was sweet. You can make your own Mother’s Day card through the animation. Here’s the one I made. Very clever idea!

Thanks for reading,
thebookybunhead

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Funny with a pinch of truth

After returning from a farmer’s market, my mother started telling us about a family obstacle course event that was being promoted there. It was a fundraiser to help kids suffering with addiction. The listeners nodded their heads, but most eagerly did the littlest sister, who with eyes bright with understanding said, “Ohhh, like to video games and computers right?”

I want my childhood back. And yet there’s something so true and foreboding in that innocent remark. It’s a good family car moment I want to remember.

Thanks for reading,
thebookybunhead

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Dance Competition (NaPoWriMo #7)

Image of dance trophy from Aford Awards

My baby sister made me proud today.
She swept medals and trophies, was a star.
I was never a competition dancer, I say.
But, would I have gotten that far?

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Our family was at a dance competition all day, explaining this short, late post. My sister won three special awards, three overall prizes for her ballet, tap and jazz solos, judges’ choice, and highest overall for the top mark of the competition. It was a very long and tiring day, but it was worth it to see the joy on her face onstage, and to support her in a surprisingly extraordinary outcome. I am completely unmotivated to go back to school tomorrow after spring break, but time waits for no one, so good night all!

Thanks for reading,
thebookybunhead

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Just Another Angel: For my grandfather (NapoWriMo #6)

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Calligraphy by my grandfather. The first character is “silence”, the one in the corner is “beautiful”. It translates to English: “Silence is golden.”

though you are not here in total, and never will be again

you linger in my heart, and in my memories
no more conversations, or sitting by the tv
it is hard to accept that

i am sorry we didn’t spend our time like we should

with me around the globe, it’s hard
yet you traveled all this way once
and here we are now with everyone
but, it was too late

though your spirit soared, and your mind fought so much

you were leaving behind the air needed to breathe
no more medications to swallow or needles piercing through your skin

and you now fly high, i am pretty sure about that

but you leave us behind, with tears to shed and splinters of the past life you had

and we have to gather up the memories that lay broken on the floor
but you live always, in those whose very existence depended on you
those like me
you are up there with all the heavenly bodies

just another angel

watching our family peacefully

but to me, you are not another one of them

you were my grandfather,my one and only, and always will be

i love you

“To live in the hearts we leave behind is not to die.” – Thomas Campbell

Published from September 1st, 2009.

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My grandparents flew to Canada once from Indonesia, and in 2009, our family from all around the world flew in to celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary. My grandfather had been ill, and his condition worsened while we were there. It was a very bittersweet trip and shortly after we landed in British Columbia, we received the news that Kong-Kong, as we called him, had passed away. I wrote him this poem. Today’s prompt to write a valediction, or poem of farewell, reminded me of it.

Thanks for reading,
thebookybunhead

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Messy Rooms and Bike Rides (NaPoWriMo #5)

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Photo by Yoshiko Kato

Messy
Books, bags, slippers,
Sprawled and scattered on floor
Sight unfit for eyes of guests, but
It’s home.

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Biking
Breezy, fun
Rolling, gliding, whizzing
Downhill with no pedals
Flight

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I remember learning how to write a cinquain in elementary school, but not the kind described on the NaPoWriMo website. So I tried my hand at the original American cinquain and the more ‘juvenile’ didactic cinquain. The first is syllabic, the second counts words; they were fun to think up so I wrote two today.

Thanks for reading,
thebookybunhead

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