from the fountain
someone slapped my head.
It got my shirt wet.
He just laughed.
At lunch, someone
tried to step on my shoelace.
It caused me to stumble.
I almost spilled my tray.
Someone poked me in the ribs
with his elbow.
When teacher saw
he said, "Sorry, it was a mistake."
Someone stole my ink pen.
Someone called me Jap.
Yellow.
Pea brain.
All these things
could upset me,
but I won't let them
throw me
off my game.
I just think
they are
sawdust.
I let the chaff
blow away.
Have you ever been teased? What did they do? Say? How did it feel? Can you write a poem about your feelings today?
For me to live without hate is easy,
for I have never felt hate.
To live without love
I think is impossible, happily impossible,
for each one of us.
Jorge Luis Borges
