very close to him, and he taught me to play chess when I was about 12. I really enjoyed the game, and still do. Patience is truly a virtue when playing. My pop pop would usually let me win, and even if he seemed flustered at the fact he lost, I still think he knew what one move could have ended the game with his victory. Because he taught me to play chess, I have been able to teach my boyfriend and various friends to play as well. Unfortunately, none of them enjoy the game as much as I do. That may just be because the game of chess has more personal value to me, but at least I know that when my pop pop is gone, I can look at a chess piece and see it for more than what it is.Thursday, February 19, 2009
Inspirational Chess Picture
The inspirational chess picture reminds me of my mother’s father; my pop pop. I have always been 
very close to him, and he taught me to play chess when I was about 12. I really enjoyed the game, and still do. Patience is truly a virtue when playing. My pop pop would usually let me win, and even if he seemed flustered at the fact he lost, I still think he knew what one move could have ended the game with his victory. Because he taught me to play chess, I have been able to teach my boyfriend and various friends to play as well. Unfortunately, none of them enjoy the game as much as I do. That may just be because the game of chess has more personal value to me, but at least I know that when my pop pop is gone, I can look at a chess piece and see it for more than what it is.
very close to him, and he taught me to play chess when I was about 12. I really enjoyed the game, and still do. Patience is truly a virtue when playing. My pop pop would usually let me win, and even if he seemed flustered at the fact he lost, I still think he knew what one move could have ended the game with his victory. Because he taught me to play chess, I have been able to teach my boyfriend and various friends to play as well. Unfortunately, none of them enjoy the game as much as I do. That may just be because the game of chess has more personal value to me, but at least I know that when my pop pop is gone, I can look at a chess piece and see it for more than what it is.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Caroline County-how it makes me, me.
i have no religion, nor does culture play into who i am. i have resided in caroline county most of my life, and i thought that by no means was i a country girl, but after some thought, i realized i kinda am. i guess if you overlook the gauges, lip ring, and my off sense of humor/weirdness, i mite be considered a normal caroline county girl. lately, i have been pulled into weekend partying because there is nothing else to do around here, but luckily i've never been one to sit in a mcdonalds, roses, or goose creek parking lot on a friday night for hours. i've been to the rope swing, and i've rode around on back roads till 3am. for me, going to pizza hut is like going to a fine restaurant, and everyone knows everyone who knows everyone who knows someone. i enjoy the light traffic and rolling fields of our area, minus the manure smell. even though i have lived in many places, i've always ended up back in one of the little towns of good ol' CC. to me, this is the only place that feels like home, and i have been completely molded from the people and experiences here, whether it's been good or bad. and believe me, i've been in quite a lot of trouble lately from living where people really live-Caroline County.
Freewrite #4-"know"
I know what you mean,
but I don't understand.
I know what you're saying,
but I can't comprehend.
You said forever, I said it too.
It seems our endeavor, has not made it through,
the tears and the fighting, the distance and pain.
I know what you're getting at, but the words just aren't sane.
Your lips are lying, your eyes are too.
My heart is breaking, because I know what you're saying,
is true...
but I don't understand.
I know what you're saying,
but I can't comprehend.
You said forever, I said it too.
It seems our endeavor, has not made it through,
the tears and the fighting, the distance and pain.
I know what you're getting at, but the words just aren't sane.
Your lips are lying, your eyes are too.
My heart is breaking, because I know what you're saying,
is true...
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