From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #246 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Thursday, October 15 1998 Volume 01 : Number 246 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: Volcano (poem) [Robby VanSciver ] ET: =?iso-8859-1?Q?Alzheimer=92s?= [Robby VanSciver ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 14 Oct 1998 19:54:26 -0500 From: Robby VanSciver Subject: ET: Volcano (poem) We had to write a ballad for English class...that was HARD! well..I figured that since I wrote it, I would send it to you all. :) More coming soon. ^_^ The rhyme scheme is messed up a bit in the beginning. Volcano I saw a poor boy Walking to class all alone A smile he used as a decoy But soon the seed shall be sown The smile was gilding Though you could see it in his face Inside the pressure was building At a steadily increasing pace I saw some people point and laugh Others just sat and stared And the tension was rising I felt it in the air One day it finally happened He just lost it all His fortunes came to an end He was through once and for all He ran home from school that day He couldn’t control how he felt He was crying as he knelt to pray They found hanging from his belt ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 14 Oct 1998 20:09:56 -0500 From: Robby VanSciver Subject: ET: =?iso-8859-1?Q?Alzheimer=92s?= here's another poem..this was supposed to be a ballad, as well.. It wasn't. :\ Read after the poem for some background, as well. :) Alzheimer’s It’s the same cycle everyday, And somehow you seem to be fading away. Your face I still recognize, But there’s an emptiness inside your eyes. You ask the same questions one hundred and one times, And then we treat it as though it’s a crime. It isn’t rape, but a disease, And because of this you get teased. Through all your confusion, I forget you’re still human. You’re feelings I have unknowingly hurt, By making you seem lower than dirt. Knowing I’m the one who made you cry, Makes me want to curl up and die. I deeply regret all that I’ll say And hope you’ll forget by later today. The disease is dancing on our family tree, And someday it’ll be passed onto me. It’s hopping around from limb to limb, And the flame of your life is growing dim. Though I recognize your face, The person I once knew has been replaced. It’s the same cycle everyday, Yet somehow you seem to have faded away. First, this wasn't a ballad, because it didn't tell a story. The other one didn't have much of a story either, but she accepted it, because I had done about four different Ballads! Anyway, Alzheimers is a disease many people get as they age. It is hereditary, but you may or may not get it...It could skip a generation, etc. This disease messes up your mind. We've all (I hope) seen the comercial with Brett Butler where she is talking about getting a wrinkle in your brain, and that when you learn something knew, you get a new crease...Well, let's just say that Alzheimers is a hot iron, flattening those wrinkles. The person can't remember very well. (this one is about my grandmother..she was in the hospital for two months, and doesn't remember it) The person will gradually forget other things as well...Eventually, (this is the part I dread the most) she may forget who I (or my mother) is. (She lives with us, too) Anyway, now a couple (who read this) now have a little background on my home life. :) ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V1 #246 **********************************