āWhat are you doing with that lantern in the basement? Donāt you know thatās a fire hazard?ā Liza set down the lantern abruptly, aiming for the window sill but missed and it descended on the crooked hollow of the old fireplace, which was only a narrow glimmer in the basement room. Slowly, her dad picked up the light, now showing only a faintly bit of Illuminationļæ¼. Thereās dangers everywhere in this old room. Piles of newspapers, and books. We must get down here and clean it out. Liza planned to flee with her friends when that day came.
Family members sacrificed and will be remembered not just on this day. I think it is sad and important to have this day because especially now, when our president is full of egregious remarks, and threats to our military.
Itās the second May Bank Holiday here in the UK and the kids are on half term break. In your country, do schools have a āHalf Termā break?We have a spring break, one week of no school.
Education methods have changed a lot since I left school in 1972. Would you like to be learning in a classroom of today?Probably not. I think it would be too distracting.
Did you leave school as soon as you could, or did you go on to study for a degree or other higher education?I left school after graduating 12th gradeto pursue a job for the government, civil service.
When you entered the working world, did your job require āqualificationsā or did you learn on the job? For this job I had to take a civil service exam.
Gratitude: I spent last week in the hospital because a sickness made me too weak to do anything at home. I was given transfusions, etc and finally went home on Friday, a few days ago. My medicines changed and my kidneys ended up okay, but it was scary for a while. My gratitude is for my daughter taking me to hospital and being by my side. How many times can you think and say you are okay with a DNR. I donāt have that and itās difficult to put down in writing a living will. I was asked a few times by nurses, and it makes you think youāre worse than you are.šµāš«
This Memorial Day, let us live the ancient Romansā “Momemto more” by remembering our beloved dead. Write a haibun in which you offer your remembrance for anyone who has died, whom you love, or with whom you have a connection.
New to haibun? The form consists of one to a few paragraphs of proseāusually written in the present tenseāthat evoke an experience and are often non-fictional/autobiographical. They may be preceded or followed by one or more haikuānature-based, using a seasonal imageāthat complement without directly repeating what the prose stated.
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Write a haibun that memorializes a loved one, or one with whom you have a connection, as described above.
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Remembering someone close to you that has āpassed onā as they say, is very emotional for me. I often grab my phone to call them, as if they were still alive. I realize also, that I could have said more to them, done more with and for them, but it stays a regret.
Marina tapped her phone to see the most flattering photograph of herself. She wanted her most divine image in order to impress her latest romantic vision, Georgio. This meet in person determined he might be āthe oneā. Unknown to Marina, Georgio was also tryinsg to impress, and sadly their meet was a surprise for both people.
Charlie scuffed the sand to cover a crab walking along the waterās edge. It was early morning and every day he took a walk on the beach to clear his head from the last nightās dreams. Charlie admired the surfers in their wet suits to keep warm in the water while waiting for that next big wave. He had tried it but couldnāt stay up on the board and finally gave up.
Charlieās life was like that. Try and fail repeating and his dreams reflected those thoughts. That is why heās here, every morning, determined to try again. He wished he could fly carefree as the gulls did. But his own thoughts betrayed him, thinking, āI have no skills for flight or wings to skim the waves effortlessly, like the wind itself.ā Charlie will try again and maybe this time – success.
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