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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 7:21 pm
I wrote it all in class today, with punctuation and all. I made a couple of minor tweaks for the vocabulary's sake. It was an assignment, and I offered to read it aloud to the class (might as well get it done sooner rather than later.)
I am Thaddeus: Borne of mother, Tamara Ancahas and a currently-- and probably eternally--unknown father, though a physical father by the name of Edmund. Who needs time to think, needs others to support, while at the same time his own isolation. Who loves those who are open and understanding; he loves his intelligence and those with whom he shares it. Who sees an obscure path ahead of him, big opportunities; he sees things that others are wont to overlook. Who hates people who don't give a single chance, who don't listen; he hates his automatic shut-up reaction whenever others commense talking. Who fears his voice not to be heard, all insects (besides bees and the like), crowds and large bodies of water. Who dreams of great accomplishments, a high education. His real dreams are always incomprehensive. Who has found and written poems of life, love, human flaws and obscurity. Resident of the small world inside his head, Szoltysik
Signed: Thaddeus Szoltysik 8-13-09
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 7:42 pm
Well I can see why it was like a one try thing 3nodding Word choice and flow of it nice whee Yay Prince! heart
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