Akaroa It's Like That

Akaroa

Tourists keep the place buzzing,

Souvenir and French shops selling out,

Also the corner dairies,

but only in summer,

It’s Like That

French architecture and style,

Heat drowns the energy out of people

So you see them sleeping everywhere,

In their houses and in hammocks,

It’s Like That

The smell of fish and salt fill the hot air,

And all you can hear is the sound of somebody with no common sense playing the bagpipes,

Which disturbs everybodies relaxation and sleep,

It’s Like That

I am From

I am From

I am from

Frustrating practices of theatre,

Always waiting for others

The loud screech of feedback,

And the audience winces in pain

I am From

Long sleepless nights with my cat,

Squished on one side of my bed

Then she needs to go out,

Because I can’t get to sleep

I am From

Spinning around on the wheel at the playground,

Until somebody falls off

Swinging on the monkey bars,

Until blood blisters grow

I am From

Unexpected long Bike rides,

That are sometimes unwanted

The moan of tired legs,

When we want to go home

I am From

The past and present,

I will Grow and Learn.

Welcome to 2015

2015 has arrived and this year I am in the Best Class Ever, Room 17 with the Best Teacher Ever Mrs Sturch! Join me as my year unfolds!