Tuesday, 18 April 2017

Poem - I Hate The Way

Type: rhyming 
I hate the way you tease
And never say please
And the way you see
Just how you affect me
I hate the way I like you
Even though I'm blue
You make me so sad
Doesn't that make you glad
I hate that you're always right
It doesn't help my plight
Especially since you can carry a tune. 
And that just makes me swoon
I hate when you're not around
I feel like I've drowned 
And as you don't call
It just makes me bawl
But you know what I hate the most,
No need to boast
But I don't hate you at all
In fact, you've made me fall

Friday, 14 April 2017

Book Review - Ka Kite Bro - Positive

For school I had to write a book review from both negative and positive opinions. I posted the negative last week now here's the positive.

Author: Willie Davis

Ka Kite Bro is a story that teaches all who read it a very important message and that is to always be yourself, stand up for what you believe in and to never let anyone tell you different. If you are looking for an interesting, sympathetic short story then I would definitely recommend Ka Kite Bro to you.


The story is based around the world of Tama, a young boy who is dealing with the grief of his friends death, as well as racist comments from teachers and students telling him he shouldn’t execute his Maori traditions. I felt ashamed of the way the other students treated Tama and couldn’t help but reflect on the schools I’ve been to, to see if racism like this has happened.


I found Tama to be a strong, patient character. He’d have to be extremely patient to deal with everyone's criticism and not snap back at them. I felt quite sympathetic for Tama when Mr Watson said, “you’re not going to use your friend's death as an excuse to skip class now, are you?” I felt sympathetic for Tama because If I had a friend that just died like that I would want a bit of support not someone insulting me like that.

In conclusion I think that Ka Kite Bro was a good short story, because it was interesting and exciting. I Liked how Willie Davis hooked me into the story, and taught me a very valuable lesson. Again I would definitely recommend Ka Kite Bro to anyone that is looking for a heartwarming / devastating story.

Tuesday, 11 April 2017

Poem - Forget Me Never

Type: rhyming
My head turned
My heart yearned
It's him
Yeah it's a whim
But he's my obsession
That's the question
What do I do now?
He makes me wow
Boy you got me
Are you gonna flee
I need you
I wish you knew
Just how I feel 
I guess I have to deal
I'm alone
At the end zone
Please, save me
And don't shout in glee
At the pain, I show
It won't make me glow
Just be my man
You have me in the can
I'm so deep
The fall was steep
But I'm here now
Don't knit your brow
Love fills my heart
I know it's not smart
Be my forever
Forget me never


Saturday, 8 April 2017

Quote of the Week #3

This is life. People will screw you over. You'll fight with your family. You'll witness things that will change you forever. You'll blame new lovers for things old lovers did. You'll lose best friends you thought would always be there. You'll come to realize everyone has a past. You'll cry, you'l laugh and you'll embarrass yourself. But then, you'll find your very own moment where none of that matters; where you can sit back and realize that crap happens to the people that can handle it and that this is who you are, and that no one should want to change you, including yourself.


Friday, 7 April 2017

Book Review - Ka Kite Bro - Negative

Author: Willie Davis

Ka kite bro is a story sure to make you fall asleep. Tama, the main character and protagonist, could be seen as strong, resilient or compassionate, but I just saw him as whiny, annoying and weak. The teachers weren’t even remotely realistic, with their insulting, childish ways. If a child's best friends just died would any decent adult say something like, ‘You’re not going to use your friend’s death as an excuse to skip class now, are you?’ which is exactly what Mr Watson said to Tama after Tama found out about his best friend’s death.
This story nearly made me stop reading and it’s only four pages long, what does that tell you? It was honestly the worst story I’ve ever had the displeasure of reading.


The dialogue was stale, and about eighty percent of this story was dialogue. The author seemed to have tried to pack as much “emotion” and action into the story as he could, but he miserably failed. Where he tried to make me feel sad about the situation, I nearly laughed because of some of the descriptions of emotions and insults, for example, ‘anger and hurt added to more anger and hurt,’ and ‘my pain and tears want to sing.’ Really who wrote this?


I was unable to succumb up even a small amount of sympathy for Tama and the racism in this story because it’s all just so ludicrous. It made me ashamed to be from New Zealand if this is the type of story written about our country, and if our writers are sending this drivel idiocy out for the world to see and read.


If this is how Willie Davis writes I don’t want to read anything else by him. This is supposed to make you feel melancholy and disappointed in the blatant racism flaunted throughout this story, but it’s more likely to make you feel like racism isn’t big of an issue if it sound like this,  ‘You know, like what you Maoris say … how does it go … keey … yaar…kaar…haar,’ this said by a teacher, queue eyeroll.

In conclusion, the plot was flat, the dialogue trite, the emotions I felt, were not that of sorrow, instead of amusement. If you want to read this short story, don’t. You’ll just regret it later and would have wasted fifteen minutes on a pile of crap rather than a story that’s actually worth your time to read. But if you feel like dumbing yourself down there are copies of this trash online for your reading displeasure.

Tuesday, 4 April 2017

Poem - Who Would Love Me?

Type: rhyming
'Oh for pete's sake'
I say at the wake
As my lonely tears fall
I'm not allowed to bawl
'Not here' I whisper
Not near my sister
As the pain's still fresh
Why am I here in the flesh?
Cause I've got nowhere else to go
What a sad thought, although?
Could I see my mother?
Or am I just a bother?
Clear my head
'Move on' I read
What good advice
Maybe then I'd lose the ice
That surrounds my heart
'As if' I start
Who would want me?
No one has the key
I'll lose 
To the blues
That consume my being
I realise I'm making a scene.

Saturday, 1 April 2017

Quote of the Week #2

Are your jokes still funny now? The shoves, the trips the sarcastic grins? You stole everything from her. Your words tore her fragile being to shreds. Because of you she lost her soul, her heart, her will, her joy. You killed her in every way but physical. And yet your mouth hangs open with shock when you discover her, bleeding on the ground content smile on her lips. Two feet from the school building every bone in her body broken. You did this to her. You killed her mind, her will to live, and now her body has followed.