"Blue Bell" Poem

Do you remember the story about the blue bear that I posted a few days ago? Well, another assignment that we had was to write a rhyming poem about that experience that we had described. If you haven't read my story yet... you can click here to do so. This poem might not make much sense unless you read the story first. Enjoy!

I saw her sitting there
All deserted and alone
She needed someone to care
A loving place to call her own

Her little body was covered in blue fur
And her beady glass eyes
Told an elaborate tale of her
And her stuffed hearts’ desires, begging me to empathize

But back on the shelf I set her down
Momma said she would make another girl happy
But I still wore an ugly frown
And thought that idea was incredibly sappy

The next time I went into the store
She was gone
And had vanished out the door
Like the early morning colors of dawn

Christmas morning came
And my thoughts weren’t on that blue bear
I refused placing blame
Because I knew she wasn’t there

However, my momma surprised me
When she pulled another gift, wrapped in red
From behind the big tall tree
“It’s one last present for you” she said

I hurriedly threw the tissue paper aside
What it was, I couldn’t quite tell
And then I just about died
As I recognized the furry face of Blue Bell

There she sat
Like that first time in the store
When I gave her head a pat
And her eyes pleaded for more

I held her tight
For my heart was full
After all, my momma was right
Happiness filled this little girl’s soul

Blue Bell

This is a TRUE story that I wrote for my creative writing class. We were supposed to write about the happiest moment in our lives and this is what stuck with me. It's probably not "THE happiest moment" I've ever had, but it sure is one of them. Let me know what you think, and I MIGHT let you know my grade... haha... once I get it back of course. :)

Blue Bell

It was a few weeks before Christmas and I with my mother who was doing some last minute Christmas and grocery shopping. She always did plan ahead, so we weren’t really looking at anything but food in the local Dillons. However, if you’ve ever been in a Dillons store around Christmas time, you’ve probably also noticed all the extra gift baskets, stuffed animals, candles, and stocking stuffers that they put out to try to entice customers; beseeching us to remember our long lost cousin twice-removed…and how we’ve “forgotten” to buy him that perfect gift.


My mother always did try to rush past this section of the store when my two siblings and I were with her. There is nothing like the ruckus of a noisy disobedient child to disrupt other peoples Christmas shopping. I’m not saying that we were noisy or disobedient children… but Christmas time can often turn the most perfect children into little devils. This particular evening, it was only me and my mother. Being eight years old and her eldest child, I thought myself pretty spiffy and quite “grown-up” to be going with mother to do her shopping.


We had a rule in the store: if you begged, you wouldn’t get what you wanted. However, this rule seemed to fly out the window as I spied a bright blue bear across the aisle. I remember asking my mom if I could go over and look at it. She smiled and said go ahead, so I waltzed over to the place where it sat, all lonely and deserted on the shelf. There were pink bears, green bears, and even yellow bears, but there was not one other blue bear. In my eight year old innocence I felt compassion and pity for the poor thing. Seeing that she was the only blue one on the shelf about broke my heart. I gently picked her up and looked into her glass eyes. Sadness filled my heart, but suddenly I realized that she wouldn’t have to be alone anymore if I could keep her company!


I trotted over to my mother, who was in the checkout line already and quickly explained to her why this exact bear was the “lonely” one and how her blue fluffy little body “needed me”. Of course my mother gave the answer that is common among mothers during the holiday season: “Christmas is coming”. A small tear started to form in the corner of my eye as I desperately tried to explain to my mother that this dear bear was the only blue one left on the shelf… and that it might not be there again because someone else might buy it before Christmas. My mother compassionately grasp the bear with one hand and stared into its beady glass eyes, just as I had done. I was absolutely crushed to realize that she didn’t see the sadness and loneliness in its face like I did. Finally, she handed it back to me and responded: “Well, maybe some other girl really wants a blue bear for Christmas…and if we bought it, she wouldn’t get one, would she?” This was the only thing that seemed to console me and I hesitantly went and placed “my” beautiful blue bear back onto the shelf amongst the other colorful stuffed animals.


The days until Christmas started getting fewer and fewer. Every time my mother went to Dillons I would always check and see if “Blue Bell” was still there. However, I only had to check once, because she was already gone when we walked into the store again a few days later. I was crushed and literally cried some tears about my dear bear being gone. But then I would think of the lucky young girl who was going to give her a good home this Christmas and I would smile while trying to imagine her happiness at receiving “such a nice bear” as a gift.


As soon as Blue Bell disappeared from the store, it was as if she disappeared from my mind as well. I thought about her several more times…but was no longer hoping to receive her for Christmas… since she was already going to another little girl.


Christmas morning came…and I opened all my presents, never giving a second thought to that little blue bear that had captured my attention as well as my eight year old heart. However, not too many things escape a mothers notice and she turned to me wearing one of her huge famous smiles as she pulled one last package out from behind the tree. I was afraid to breathe as I pulled the tissue paper from the lovely decorated bag. To my complete joy and utter amazement, there sat my dear Blue Bell… looking as perfect as when I fell in love with her that first day in Dillons. I screamed and immediately got up and started running around the house yelling “Blue Bell! Blue Bell! Blue Bell!” and snuggling her close to my heart; vowing to never let her go.


It might have just been the early morning sun as it glistened in through the large oak windows of our living room… or perhaps it was the reflection of the twinkling lights that decorated the Christmas tree in the corner, but I was absolutely sure that I caught a sparkle in Blue Bell’s beady glass eyes.

40 Wonderful People...

I HAVE 40 PEOPLE THAT ACTUALLY READ THESE RAMBLINGS AND SOMETIMES EVEN COMMENT!!!! IT'S INCREDIBLE!!! I love you all... you're great encourager's to me. Thanks for reading!

Well, today I did school for half of the afternoon, cut my hair again... the bangs were getting a bit long, and then watched The Patriot with my dad and brother. I cried like a girl... wait. That's because I am one. ANYWAYS... wow... I tell you people, these one o'clock in the morning entries will eventually do me in. I just feel the urge to WRITE at this hour! Don't ask why... I don't even know.

If you could pray for me... that I would be able to be diligent in my studies this week. I really need to get a full week ahead so that I'm all caught up when we go to Italy on the 20th. I'm SO EXCITED!!! My dad spent several years of his childhood there... so he's excited too. It will be nice to have a break from my studies for awhile.

Classes are going well however... progressing right along. I seriously can't believe that we are flying home at the end of next month. I'm REALLY excited to be back with people that I KNOW!!!!!

Well, I know this is completely disorganized and extremely sporadic... but I'll write something more in depth soon... when I don't have a pile of psych homework sitting here. :)

School and a Poem

Yes, it's that time of year again... the time for me to buckle down and work hard on my five college classes that I'm taking. It's really hard for me to believe that it's already September and that the summer has already slipped away. My last summer as a teenager... I can hardly believe it.

Just yesterday, I was playing with my Barbie dolls

Had a momma who was there... to answer my childish calls

Just yesterday, I was learning how to read

Learning how to play nicely in word and in deed

Just yesterday, I was scared of the dark

Also was afraid of dogs that bark

Just yesterday, I accepted Jesus into my heart

Since then, we have never been apart

Just yesterday, I was looking forward to learning how to drive

Couldn't wait for my sixteenth birthday party to arrive

Just yesterday, I got baptized with my brother

Could have never asked to share it with another

Just yesterday, my eyes were red from tears

What unfolded before me were my darkest fears

Just yesterday, I watched my momma die

I can still see her smiling face, within my minds eye

Just yesterday, I was young and naive

Anything and everything, I did believe

Just yesterday, there were five around the dinner table

Now my family gets the "single parent" label

Just yesterday, all of this was real to me

My life: a painted tapestry

Just yesterday, I was dreaming up plans

To visit and have adventures in distant lands

Just yesterday, I thought it would last forever

My perfect life that nothing could sever

Just yesterday, my life was bought

At the hands of the master, I was wrought

Just yesterday, Jesus died for me

Up on that hill... the cross at Calvary

Just yesterday, Jesus whispered my name

And I quietly and obediently came

Just yesterday, Jesus forgave my sin

and set me free all over again

Just yesterday, I cried a tear

Because of everything that I've held so dear

Just yesterday, God put my past to rest

With the loving tender words "my plans for you, are always best."

Wow. Umm... I didn't know that I had a poem in me this morning. Haha... that was unexpected.

Anyways... I've just been thinking lately about how the time goes so fast. Before we can even blink, it's gone. God's been convicting me about spending my time more wisely lately.

Well... the whole POINT of this blog entry was just to give you all an update on what I've been up to. I've had a lot of homework, hence the lack of blog posting lately.

We spent the weekend in Wales and I must say... it was one of the most FUN times that we've ever had together as a family in my opinion. The four hour car ride over to Snowdonia was a lot of fun... and I even got some studying in! WOOHOO!

Okay, so now blogger is making me mad and won't do what I want with the pictures and messed up my spacing... and I have to go eat lunch and study... so I'm giving up and just posting this incredibly random blog post.

BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

I'm not insane... I promise.

Have a beautiful blessed day!