Posts Tagged ‘ADD’

Little Brown Boy

Here is another scrap of a poem that I think I started writing for Christmas to Kevin and Nada.

“Kevin and Nada!”
yelled the little brown boy.
He ran up behind them,
his hand held a toy.

“It’s Christmas Nada!”
yelled the little brown boy,
“It’s Christmas Kevin!”
said the boy with the toy.

“You’re going to be late!”
said the little brown boy.
“Everyone’s waiting!”
screeched the boy with such joy.

“We can take my horse Nada”
said Kev with a start.
“Just hang on to his horn,
he’s actually a unicorn.”

So into the sky,
on the back of a horse

And again, I got distracted by something and thats where it ends. Merry Christmas!

These face paintings are worth checking out.

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Rocket Ships and Dragons Part 2

Out of curiosity I wanted to see if my blog has been indexed yet by Google, and it has. If you search ‘rocket ships and dragons’ in Google, my post by the same name (rocket ships and dragons) ranks 3rd. Obviously there isn’t a heck of a lot of content on the internet related to rocket ships AND dragons. I’m guessing there isn’t a lot of demand either. But what I did find interesting was the first result that Google returned. Its a poem called Rocket Ships and Dragons and appears in a forum dedicated to Attention Deficit Disorder. How appropriate! What’s more, the poster’s avatar is Hobbes, from Calvin and Hobbes. Eerie. I’ll share the poem here;

The boy sits in his small school desk tapping,
a rolling of all fingers,
a drumming-marching-rolling motion,
in beat to an imaginary army.
He squirms in his chair.
The teacher’s voice drones on as the boy
daydreams to the moon and back,
visions of little Jackie Paper and his pal Puff,
on billowed wings. . . and other fancy stuff
dance in his head . . . .

“Jamie! . . . . .Jamie, Are you listening?”
“What . . . . Yes Mrs. Jones.”
“Oh . . . . the answer is eight. . . . four plus two is
“Yes. . . . . I will pay attention next time”

A ratta-tat-tat-tapping again,
a wiggling-jiggling-shaking, his leg’s
in motion as the teachers voice
fades into the sound of the rocket blasting
off. . . . blasting off to a day-dreamy
journey to the moon. . . .

By James

Oh, and I’ll bet this post will solidify a top rank for me for ‘rocket ships and dragons’. I can’t wait for my first organic search traffic!


Weather must be the common ground we have as humans.  I can’t think of anything as universally appealing as the weather.  Our health?  No way – he’s fat and she smokes and people die – tons of controversy.   Politics or living in a democracy?  Obviously not.   Ok, so what about something safe like fruit.  I think we can all share fruit as common ground and can’t possibly be offended by it.  Of course you may prefer bananas over peaches or even hate blackberries, but honestly nobody really cares.  But start talking about weather, and you’ll get a pretty positive response from anyone.  No matter who you are, what your lifestyle is, or where you live we all seem to care a lot about the weather.  I guess its because it affects everyone equally?  Water affects us all equally, but we don’t care to talk about it.   It must be the variety that makes weather so interesting.  I should have been a meteorologist.  I have a friend who’s a meteorologist *ahem, G* and he’s an excellent conversationalist.  Check out the long term forecast:

Nanaimo weather

Its going to be a good week next week!