Thursday, August 12, 2010

Being the You that You Were Meant to Be


Written by Alexis

More and more these days, I have heard my friends say, "God, I'm so fat!" or "Jeez, my clothes are so lame!" or "Man, my hair is so drab!" (Okay so we don't say drab, but you get the point!) But usually I see it as them to put themselves down so they can get compliments. Quite frankly, it typically annoys me. But lately, all of these girls who are saying this, aren't trying to get attention, it's that they really believe that they are fat, or lame, or drab. Well Houston, we have a problem.

You know, tweenism is a very impressionable age. We constantly are looking for someone to idolize, someone to follow. Many times this can be an actor, a singer, aunt, a cousin, or maybe even an older sibling. But whoever it is, we tend to want to be exactly like that person. So in the process there is constant comparing one's self to be that person- your hair, your clothing, your attitude, and even your figure.

Well parents, you're probably like, I tell my daughter is "Beautiful no matter what, so why would she have any reason to compare herself," right? Not right. You think we really care what our parents think of us? We are more concerned with what our friends are thinking, not our parents. I mean think about it, we come downstairs in our favorite outfit and our mom tells us, "Aw, you look so cute," the first thing we do is go back and change! Tweens don't want to hear they're CUTE from their mommy's! So why would we care if she told us we were "beautiful no matter what?" See where I'm getting at?

So if the power of moms words don't snap us out of it, what will? What can get these girls to stop thinking they are lame? Well, I believe its all physiological. The reason why they feel like this is because they know they are on the couch all day eating chips and their eyes sucked to the TV. So of course they are going to feel bad about themselves, because they know that there is so much more they could be doing.

So what's the first step? It is for parents, to make them get out and feel like they aren't being so lazy. I believe that when you go exercise, play sports, run, or even just take a walk, you feel like you just lost 100 pounds in itself. Now forgive my scientifical terms, but when you exercise, you sweat and when you sweat, that's when you feel the difference. Your skin pores open up, you feel like you really, truly worked out,- even if it was just a run- and you feel the 'lameness' practically slide right off your shoulders with everything else.

Step two is to eat right. When you eat cheesy puffs and pizza for all of course you're going to feel heavy and sluggish and insignificant. If you want to be a better YOU, you have to eat like a better you. Now I'm not saying go on a diet, (I actually think that tweens shouldn't try to put themselves on diets because since they are growing, the lack of nutrition and food will stunt your growth, but anyways) I'm saying feed your body with all the good stuff first so you feel good and like a better you and then, if you are still hungry have a cookie or something! I mean for goodness sakes we are technically still kids- not 40 year old woman here- cookies are still our friends! :D

And step three is get out of your head! When you compare yourself to other people- you naturally hate yourself more! Because when you compare yourself, you only focus on the bad parts of you. Which makes no sense, but for some reason that's just how it is. The minute you stop comparing yourself, stop criticizing your body, your hair, your clothing, your family, and everything else about your life you wish was different is the minute that you can let yourself be the best YOU that YOU were meant to be.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Dear Daddy Warbucks


Dear Daddy Warbucks
By Alexis

Dedicated to Papa John

Dear Daddy Warbucks oh the things you have done
You chose little Annie- you knew she was the one
The special little girl that tugged your heart strings
and seemed to have lit up your everything

Though im not little Annie and you're not my dad
But you have cared for me as your best little lad
We laugh and tease till our big bellies hurt
From 'knock knock whose there' to 'what's on your shirt'

You pretend to be tough with your big booming voice
And your cherry red face held up in a hoist
But looks don't fool me, I see right through
You're a big teddy bear if we're all being true

Good times, good times we say thinking back
We slap our thighs hard with a loud sounding WHACK!
Trueth to be told I can't recall what was said
But I know it was funny as i hop into bed

Alas Daddy Warbucks you do make me smile
And in this rinky dink town- it takes you for miles
But there must be a time when we bid our adu's
When saying goodbye my heart turns to blue

As a tear strikes my face and I can't help but cry
Dear Daddy Warbucks i want you to know why
That place in my heart- that belongs to you
Along with these three simple words - i love you

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

The Hilltop Oak Tree



A single hilltop oak tree
Locked tight to the earth,
Yet detached from everything

Hush
Hush

Everyone sees it
But no one can find me

Hush
Hush

As the day progress
Shadows cast
I remain undiscovered
Under the hilltop oak tree

Hush
Hush

--Alexis

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Another Fabulous Poem

Written by Alexis

You stick to what you believe in
I always hear you say
That's what keeps you grounded
on the worst of day

It is the way that's right
and the only way at that
You filter out all other people
like you're some diplomat

I hate how you're not open
forever a closed door
If only you could see
it's all the same at the core

Religions should be pure
no guilt or exclusion
But the way you make it seem
there is only one conclusion

Remember when we were babies
and we had no opinion to tell
If only we could go back
to a world where no one yelled

Well, because this won't likely happen
You can at least try your best
To not just be open to your religion
But yours and all the rest.

--Alexis

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Happy Mother's Day to Me

A Special Poem Written by Alexis

I have a special Hero

I have a special hero
a truely selfless soul
She tells me countless times
I only have one goal.

To help lift you bitty bird
to spread your wings and fly
So you do not need me
when I meet my eternal lie.

And to give to you your future,
to set you up for life
I promise I will make it, sweetie
and relieve us of our strife.

My goal bitty bee, when you're up and gone
is to be a friend for you
and give to you the support
you need to always make it through.

Because you see, darling child
you must understand
When I was young like you
I could not comprehend.

This was for I did not have a mother
no one to hold my hand.
Now, you see little girl
why I am here with you to the end.

As she would say these things to me
I could not help but make the connection
That she is the most unique hero of all
the one that provides protection.

She takes her personal experiences
and turns them into good
She learns her lessons
then passes onto me, while in my childhood.

All of us should respect
such a wise woman to learn from
But if you have not noticed already,
this woman is my Mom.


--Alexis

Friday, April 16, 2010

Mitch Albom Quote

Written by Leslie

Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it.
You're just passing it on to someone else.

Mitch Albom

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Sleepy Classroom

Written by Alexis

Bedtime naps, but in the day
no light, no illuminous burning sun ray

With navy walls and comfy floors,
built-in pillows on the doors.
My eternal contentment is in my sleep
where I am lying down and off my feet.

I wish this is what a classroom could be,
this is a perfect classroom to me.

--Alexis