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Thursday, 6 February 2014
RMM Spilling Ink: A Dark Paradise
RMM Spilling Ink: A Dark Paradise: We live on the land, off the sea. Yet, in the sea is a place we want to be. To me, I believe at night I'd love to be on an island ful...
RMM Spilling Ink: The Changes of the Earth
RMM Spilling Ink: The Changes of the Earth: The bible talks about how god will be changing the earth. The old shall be young, the lame shall run, the blind will see,the sick wil...
Creative Writing: As I looked up, everyone else was laughing ...
Creative Writing: As I looked up, everyone else was laughing ...: The morning rays gave me a pleasant warmth to my chubby body as the chirping of the birds were nesting on the tree lightened my spirit. I ...
Tuesday, 4 February 2014
Feeling creative
The pitch black sky and the stars sparkled in the sky like
glitter on a blank page, and the Cotton balls in the sky disappeared before my
eyes. The silence of the night was define to my tiny ears.
I lazily came out my
bed, I approached my desk which was situated next to my bedroom window. As I
sat in my chair at the desk, I looked up at the heavens and at that point on
time I could have sworn that, that was the most beautiful I ever saw in my life
time. I closed my eyes which was fill up with tears, I closed my eyes in prayer
and I felt the grace of God covering me and I started to feel as if I could
accomplish anything that life was to thrown at me. I sleepily went back to bed
and fell ah sleep as soon as I hit the covers.
The next morning I
woke up happily and took a large jump out of my bed, I kneeled on the side of
the bed and said my prayers like every other morning. The thing about this
morning was that it was not like any other one, what I said in my two minute
worship was the most meaning full prayer I ever said. It was not just 'thank
you god for this and that or lord help me in my work'. It was more like 'lord
help me and guide me and I did thank God for everything that was in my
possession, instead of praying for myself I prayed for my classmates, teacher
and my family'. For once in my life I felt like I had something to fall back
on.
spilling ink
This club, Spilling Ink Writing Club, at Trillium International School is intended to encourage our youths to express their thoughts verbally and creatively.
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