The Great State of Abraska…

The other day my niece came home from school. As usual, she was full of chatter. Each day I get to hear about the current gossip in the 6^th grade, which student is sick, and anything exciting that happens in class.

My niece rattled off some gossip and then she exclaimed, “Oh! We also learned about crazy laws that some states have.”

Her eyes sparkled with interest, so I asked, “Oh yeah? Like what?”

“Well,” she began as she flopped down on the couch, “In Oklahoma there is a law that says it is illegal to spit on the sidewalk!”

“I remember hearing about that one. There is also one where it is illegal to curse in front of women and children on a Sunday.” I replied.

“The best one was from Abraska! Did you know it is illegal to flick a booger?”

I looked back at my niece and tried not to laugh. Clearly, she misunderstood.

“Um, I think you have a fact wrong.”

“No! It’s true! In Abraska, you can go to jail if you flick a booger! Isn’t that gross?”

“Abraska?” I asked.

“Yeah!” My niece said, nodding her head.

I am trying not to laugh, “Um… do you mean Nebraska?”

She looked at me with a puzzled expression on her face, “No, it’s Abraska…”

I do laugh now, “There isn’t a state called Abraska. There is a state called Nebraska.”

“No, I know it started with an ‘a’.”

I smile, “I’m going to name off some ‘a’ states… Arkansas, Arizona, Alabama…”

“That’s it!” she exclaimed. “It was Alabama!”

I laughed. The mystery had been solved.

“What grade are you in?” I asked with a smile. I was only teasing, though.

She didn’t reply, but opened her book to read instead.

Abraska, eh? Oh my. It gave me a good laugh anyway.
　

　

Old Poem and old memories

I was cleaning out my closet when i came upon my old poetry notebook. Yes, i dabble in poetry. Sometimes it helps me clear my mind or helps me get something out of my system. I'm not claiming to be a poet laurent here, but i like them lol.

Anyway, here is one that i wrote when i was a teenager. I am pretty sure it was about my crush and how he didnt notice me (but i dont remember his name, so must not have been love ;) ) Gosh, i was so angsty!

ANGST

I was stupid for wanting

Stupid for feeling

Stupid for hoping

Stupid for needing

When will I learn

When will I see

That no matter what

Some things will never be

It was fun while it lasted

It was too good to be true

I should have known

I wasn’t good enough for you

I try not to take it personally

I try not to take it to heart

But you have it down, you see

Almost like a painful art

I was stupid for wanting

Stupid for feeling

Smart for growing

And somehow I am dealing

LOL i hope you all enjoyed this little sample! Maybe one day i will publish a poetry book, but i seriously am not holding my breath lol!