Monthly Archives: February 2018

A Tale of a Tail

 

A tale of a tail

Attached to a rat

Who wanted some cheese

That belonged to a cat

 

Our cat loved to play

All day with a string

But it had been taken

By a dog who could sing

 

Now the cat knew the dog

Just wanted a bone

That belonged to a man

Who lived on his own

 

But the man was annoyed

That his home had a mouse

Who scurried around

All over of the house

 

If the mouse could be caught

Then the bone would be tendered

The string would drawn

And the cheese would be rendered

 

Horrid the deeds

Would need to be done

Death and defying

Was the character of none

 

So the tale of this tail

Will end on a high

In the house of the man

They all settled for pie!

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I am Canadian

Well, yes I am. I was going to write about how proud I am to be a Canadian and to live in Canada. I see these travel shows about the exotic places in the world and I thought about what we have here. We are surrounded by three oceans, we have mountains and valleys and lots and lots of water. More than 50% of the world’s fresh water lakes are within our borders. That’s awesome! We have the highest tides in the world. And the best poutine.

I could probably go on and wax philosophical about the inventions Canadians are credited for: light bulbs and zippers, pablum and insulin. And the people that the world loves: Jim Carey, Mike Myers, Donald Sutherland . . .the list is quite extensive. And then, in true Canadian fashion it hit me. I was bragging.

My mother raised me to be a good girl. Mostly. I think Canadians should brag, a little. But we should also be aware of our failings. We’re not perfect. We have a history that we are not always proud of. We mistreated our native peoples. In many ways we still do. But we are trying to change. Our beautiful oceans are not as clean as they should be. We need to take responsibility for them. We are trying.

Our flora and fauna, that is in some cases found only here, don’t always get the recognition and protection they need to continue. Perhaps it’s because we don’t want the rest of the world to know we’re not perfect or because we are ashamed. We don’t need to be ashamed, we just need to fix what is broken and to protect what is not. But isn’t that the same the entire world over?

Canada truly is a beautiful country. And we are a good people, mostly. We seem to spend a lot of time apologizing for a few of us.

Waiting

 

I am sitting and waiting.

Waiting? What for?

For someone to call?

For a knock at my door?

 

I’m waiting for knowledge,

For a spark in my brain.

I want to be clever.

I’m waiting in vain.

 

Data will come,

But only if sought.

It’s starts as a child,

Each day we are taught

 

The lessons we learn,

Everyday that we strive,

Are reason enough,

For interest to thrive.

 

So open your mind,

And let the world in.

The knowledge you seek,

Will grow from within.