autobiography

I hate writing autobiographies. I had to write it for my formation class and it took me 3 and 1/2 hours to finish. I barely remember what I did last month so how did my teacher expect me to write a 7 page paper on 16 years of life. I did it anyways. I mentioned my blog to. I wonder if she'll read it but i don't really care. I realized I havent added any poems lately so my next post will probably be a poem. I think that I'm going to end this quote with a poem I've read.

The Delight Song of Tsoai-Talee by Scott Momaday

I am a feather on the bright sky
I am the blue horse that runs in the plain
I am the fish that rolls, shining, in the water
I am the shadow that follows a child
I am the evening light, the lustre of meadows
I am an eagle playing with the wind
I am a cluster of bright beads
I am the farthest star
I am the cold of the dawn
I am the roaring of the rain
I am the glitter on the crust of the snow
I am the long track of the moon in a lake
I am a flame of four colors
I am a deer standing away in the dusk
I am a field of sumac and pomme blanche
I am an angle of geese in the winter sky
I am the hunger of a young wolf I
am the whole dream of these things You see,
I am alive, I am alive
I stand in good relation to the Gods
I stand in good relation to the earth
I stand in good relation to everything that is beautiful...
You see, I am alive, I am alive