Wednesday, September 16, 2009

My Waiting Place

My teacher read Dr Seuss's "Oh, the Places You'll Go" to my class today.  Yeah, that children's story.  It's not so childish if you think past the words.  What does Dr. Seuss mean in his words, his pictures?  The part I'm going to type about is the Waiting Place.  My Waiting Place.
The Waiting Place is a place where everyone waits.  Nothing happens because they are waiting for something to happen.  No one acts, so nothing happens.  What do I wait about?  What is it that I need to sit and stay still.  I guess that I'm always waiting.  My mom said that I'm very patient and never complained no matter where we went.  I guess that I was just waiting because I knew that it would be over and I will be back home.  Safe and sound.  
I never thought much about how much I wait.  I am usually doing something while I'm waiting, but I'm waiting by my self.  I can sit in one place for a long time and not do anything.  Is it because I'm patient, or that I'm just waiting?  I never thought about waiting, because it made time run slower.  
I occupy my self with other things,  I think to my self, I play made up movies in my mind.  I make up stories involving characters from my favorite video games, movies, books, or anything else.  Until now, I haven't tried to put those stories on paper (or a computer) I'd like to keep the stories silent, for a reason I'm not sure.  I'm waiting for when I can put my stories somewhere where people can come and look at them.  I don't even share my stories with my family.  That's because if I try, they sound jumbled and confusing.  Mostly because they aren't into the same things as me.

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