You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
you may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
What is your own source of strength? What helps you to rise above those that don't accept you? What inner qualities help you rise? (creativity, humor, passion for a hobby).
my sorce of stregth is love. cause when i feel loved i fel wanted and thats the best stregth.
ReplyDeletefor people or what i call them haters if they dont acsepet me and tear at me and say crap well i got 2 words 4 them no mr g not them they are grow up cause if you go around ur hole life picking on people for being diffrent then you got a fricked up life my inner qulitys are being felt like im wanted even by one porson its good enough
peter h could have benifited from this cause they did tear at him and stuff and he stood up and did not fall until he had enough like i say
" a human is a flower you over water it it will die" what that means is peter was a flower and and they over over bullied him and like the flower his soul died
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and he felt he had no last resort
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This may sound really weird but I think that my strength is laughing. Usually when the skies turn gray or the rain starts hammering down usually I can find that shred of sunlight. Or I'm the first one to spot a rainbow after the rains have past. Laughing is just one of the many gifts in life. People shy away from laughter and love when really you should be embracing it. People who know me pretty much realizie all over I am a pretty happy person. I think laughter brings out the best in people...Once you get one person laughing everyone is on the floor. When I laugh all my worries disappear including how I look and act toward others. By doing this I don't really care about how I look to people. Just yesterday I was standing in line for a phsyical at Seneca. My best friend Sam and Alex were with me. There was a ginormous hair bumb above my ponytail. Checkers (being the nice person she is!) went to fix it. Sammy knowing told her not to worry about it. Because truthfully after happiness and laughter fills me up I really don't care. And Sam knows me so well that she knows how I react to certain things. I hope that went along with what I was talking about there is a quote: "Dance like no one is watching. Sing like no one is listening. Love like you've never been hurt and live like it's heaven on Earth."
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This I think goes with everything I was talking about because once you start laughing you will start to enjoy the little things life throws at you! Peter probably really would have found some truth in this poem because it relates alot to him. He could and would have risen above and beyond if he new that someone was truly his friend.
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Well i have my three best friends to rally around and they really help me through some really tough times. When i have to do things myself i usually just go to strength or my own bad experiences and use it as like fuel to help me progress but, sometimes things happen we lose people we care about some drift apart but, when it comes to the main point in the end we all need to have someone to help us through some things that e ourselves cant dig us out of. All i can say is if Peter had realized this and tried to find help from fellow students like his his life could have been very successful with the skills he possesses. And once you lose friends or even if it may temporarily be like an arguement or a fight or something you have to put everything on the line to make sure they are happy and their happyness comes before yours. Because i can say from experiences losing a friend is the worst thing that will happen to you and you can never let it happen. And so if Peter could have tried a little harder to keep Josie then maybe things wouldnt have been so bad.
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Well I probably get most of my strength from laughing with my friends. My friends have helped me through every little problem of my life, whether it be family or some stupid drama in school they were always there. My mom is too, but it's sort of hard talking to her because she wasn't there and she sees things from a totally different point of view. I have to say, when I don't feel accepted I go to them and they make me feel like I belong. Whenever I am home and my friends are away from their cells, and I am just about to explode, then I blast my favorite songs in my room, and sing off pitch and I feel so much better after that. Peter could have benefited from this poem because it could have given him hope. He could have learned that all he needed was a friend, like Derek or Josie. Peter could have used this poem to help him through the toughest times in his life.-Taylor
ReplyDeleteTo be completely honest I have no idea where i get my personal strength from. I'm such an empty person because i don't really overcome any of it, i just kinda ignore it and throw the window and pretend none of it happened, even though something similar will happen like within the next week. Last year barely anyone accepted who i was and that's okay because i didn't even like myself then either. I had no good qualities in me what so ever, everyone hated me because i just let my friends mold me into exactly what they wanted. My emotions are still kind of blan too because I was just re-reading the question and i don't rise to overcome stuff i just let it sink in and accept it. I'm kinda a dead beat person i guess? Oh and for Peter I don't really think this poem could have helped him. He was scarred really badly (emotionally) and one poem couldn't of helped him. Maybe it would have delayed the shooting and all the things that came after but it wouldn't of stopped it.
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My sense of humor gives me strength. Mabye god gave me a gift but I can be sobbing and still crack a joke. I use humor as a...
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-Way to Make Friends
-Way to Woo Young Lass's
-To laugh
-Way to Enjoy Life
-Way to Get me through though times
-Beat Back bullies
-SURVIVE
This poem might have helped Peter, its was kinda of like giving like a 3 foot ladder to get out of a 10 foot hole. Its a difiant mabye.
--- Trent ( yawn ) Knight