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Practice Makes Perfect

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Hey everyone!

This post is going to be quite short because I've been trying to catch up on sleep and rest this week and haven't been as active so not enough new news to catch you up on. But let's begin!

What I've recently discovered about myself is that I am not a fan of clocks that tick-tock loudly! So last night I finally had it with the fancy clock in my room that bothers me at night and I made it a task to quiet it down. I researched about ways to quiet the clock and decided to just cover the battery machine with cloth. I had wrapped the battery machine and got the clock to quiet down. It worked! I had set it down on the floor to fix the nail I was going to hang it up on. When I picked up the clock again and was hanging it, a spider was crawling above my head. Just a quick fact about me: I have a fear of spiders or any insect/bug that crawl. I ran out of my room to call my mom to kill it but she didn't and it fell from my roof onto my bed. Then we couldn't find it anymore and so I didn't sleep in my room last night. What I did do instead was...
 

That's right! I camped out in my living room and made a fort. That's how terrified I was of the spider that was creepily crawling around my room doing who knows what. Instead... I slept in my fort through the night peacefully.

Anyways, what I wanted to blog about today is a class I'm taking this quarter- Intro to Oral Interpretation, and I really like the class. My professor is really cool and knowledgeable about the subject. However, our grade of the class is mostly based on the four performances each student has to do. We've completed the first performance and tomorrow, October 28, we do our second performance. For tomorrow's performance, we have to do a poem.

Little story... I was on Amazon one afternoon and decided to order some books. Before checking out, I impulsively bought a book I had heard about but never read. I bought the book because I read reviews and readers gave it excellent feedback. The poem I chose to perform for tomorrow is called, "Schooled," and is from the book, Slammed by Colleen Hoover.


I've had the book since the beginning of the year and I still haven't read it! I know, I know...why haven't I? Because I know I'll probably love the book because it includes romance and poems, and I happen to love both, I know the book won't disappoint me. Not to mention that I am a big fan of Hopeless and Losing Hope, which is also written by Colleen Hoover, so me disliking Slammed is pretty slim.

Moving on, for my performance class I decided to do the poem Schooled because when I was flipping through the book, this one caught my attention the most and I've had it memorized for quite some time. I'm so excited to perform it tomorrow! I'm hoping I can do it as well as I've imagined Layken performing it in the book. I've been practicing so much and reciting the words out loud that even my whole family memorize bits and pieces of the poem! It's catchy too, with the repetition of "I got schooled this year..."

PRACTICE. PRACTICE. PRACTICE. PRACTICE. All day, every day, until I go up tomorrow.
Practice makes perfect..... right?

If you're wondering, here's the poem:

“I got schooled this year.
By everyone.
By my little brother...
by The Avett Brothers...
by my mother, my best friend, my teacher, my father,
and
by
a
boy.
a boy that I'm seriously, deeply, madly, incredibly, and undeniably in love with...

I got so schooled this year.
By a nine-year-old.
He taught me that it's okay to live life
a little backwards.
And how to laugh
At what you would think
is un-laughable.

I got schooled this year
By a Band!
They taught me how to find that feeling of feeling again.
They taught me how to decide what to be
And go be it.

I got schooled this year.
By a cancer patient.
She taught me so much. She's still teaching me so much.
She taught me to question.
To never regret.
She taught me to push my boundaries,
Because that's what they're there for.
She told me to find a balance between head and heart
And then
she taught me how...

I got schooled this year
By a Foster Kid
She taught me to respect the hand that I was dealt.
And to be grateful I was even dealt a hand.
She taught me that family
Doesn't have to be blood.
Sometimes your family
are your friends.

I got schooled this year
By my teacher
He taught me
That the points are not the point,
The point is poetry...

I got schooled this year
By my father.
He taught me that hero's aren't always invincible
And that the magic
is within me..

I got schooled this year
by
a
Boy.
a boy that I'm seriously, deeply, madly, incredibly, and undeniably in love with.
And he taught me the most important thing of all...
To put the emphasis
On life.”
 

If you want, you can visit the goodreads page to find out more about the book and read the reviews to gather your own opinion about the book: Slammed by Colleen Hoover . And if you have read the book, let me know what you think of it!

Anyways, that's all for tonight/ Wish me luck on my performance tomorrow!

'Till my next post,

xoxo -Mira



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