It's Finals Week at Sojourn Academy as we're all taking our Mid-Terms in eager anticipation of the month of Christmas Vacation ahead of us. Before each test, a study period is given, during which it is supposed that one should study. Being by nature very studious people, high-schoolers naturally tend toward quiet and studious behavior. Nonetheless, finding myself with nothing to do during one such period, my good friend Stephen Wright and I decided that such a time would be as appropriate as any to write absurdities on the white board.
What we ended up with were a multitude of ridiculous haikus. (Yes we're nerds.)
We were so full of ourselves that I was so tickled with the result of our poems—and honestly, quite satisfied with our workmanship—that I resolved to post a haiku on my blog every day. I may even make another blog out of this if I can successfully remember to post every day.
(Stephen's mom writes a fabulous blog, btw. Check her out at
http://www.theveryworstmissionary.com/ )
All that to say, here's haiku #1, inspired by the lack of any concept of a lawn here in Costa Rica...(Okay, that's a lie, but the gardener at school doesn't know how to do anything but chop up the dirt with his weed-whacker as soon as the tiny blades of grass begin to peep out from beneath the
soil dirt. Austin astutely observed that, if we had a groundskeeper that knew how to maintain a lawn, we'd have an awesome campus with green grass everywhere! What we have now is a few patches of grass accenting ugly tracts of hardened dirt.)
Where the Green Grass Grows
Don't let the grass grow
Eradicate the young sprouts
Ugly hills of brown
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