The blog of "The Student".
These Shoes Are Made for Walking
By: Soham Roy
(inspired from a Writer’s Notebook entry)
My shoes are muddy, wet, and dirty
They are a size six
They do not last long
They are the only pair I wear
They are sneakers
They are wide
These shoes have taken me to places
Into the Taj Mahal
On the Great Wall of China
Inside the pyramids of Egypt
These shoes have taken me to victories
These shoes have sat on a shelf
These shoes are mine
Photo Credit: MorgueFile.com
Inside the iPad
By: Soham Roy
Inside the game room
Under the charger on the wall
Below my hands lies a case
Inside the case there is an iPad
Under the iPad’s screen lies a city of copper and silicon
Around the city there is a protective barrier
Without the protective barrier the city would be vulnerable to short circuiting
Without this city of metal and silicon the iPad would only be glass
Photo Credit: morguefile.com
I am the one who …
… drools at the thought of hot mouth-watering pizza entering my mouth, cheese oozing from the sides as sauce touches my taste buds.
… raises my hand for every question that pops into my head, itching for an answer.
… joins every extra-curricular activity that looks appealing to me, not wanting to miss any interesting possibility.
… attacks math problems like I will never see one again, because math makes me refreshed.
… steers clear of physical activity, wanting to work on anything but my upper body strength which cannot hold its own weight.
… is sucked into dictionaries, wanting to learn every word I am unfamiliar with.
… dashes to my Play Station 3 whenever I have the chance, attempting to reach the next level before time runs out.
… pops open my iPad cover the second we get them from school, excited about having an Apple product.
… crashes on my couch to read, ready to fall asleep.
… collapses on my bed, tired from the day’s work.
Source: morguefile.com