Play Power Game

Playing power game
Toddler refuses to let grandma in
The grandma
SCOLDs him
THROWs angrily
Toy cup to him
But he AvOiDs
She SHOUTs

Bam the table
Talking badly
Grandpa SCOLDs her
For throwing cups to baby
She picks a FIGHT
Oh no!

Grandma SHOUTS
This is my house
He replies
This is my house

Quarrelling
Bickering
Fights
Bam the table
She quarrels
With his other grandma
Grandma from mother

She shouts
With everyone
Emotions get over her
Daughter in law
Unexpectedly, first time
Daughter in law SHOUTs back
Asking her to STOP
Quarrelling

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Inspiration On: Tuesday, 16 July 2013 from 11:09am to 11:57am

Oh, the quarrels and commotion. A headache story where my friend confided with me asked me to write poetry based on her family’s situation. So this poetry is dedicated to my friend. This story is based on my friend’s story with a toddler who loves to play power game with everyone in the family to stop from entering house. It is just a power play game. Normally, his parents and grandparents play along. Later on, he let them in. Unexpectedly, the grandma from dad’s side took it to heart and lashed out at the son. Take anything from the floor and threw at him, but thank God the thing is thrown away.

Beat Bad Weather

Sharp scolding
Loud howling
Scolding the rain
Howling the rain
To halt
Because they
Postpone his outing
Disrupt his outing

Kick towards the thunder
Kick towards the lightning
Kick towards the rain
Punch! Punch!
Kick! Kick!
Punch! Punch!
Kick! Kick!
Against
The bad weather.

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Inspiration On: Thursday, 25 April 2013 from 3:33pm
Inspiration Ends On: Thursday, 25 April 2013 at 9:18pm

My son was unhappy because thunder and rain postponed his outing. Though he was impatient, this may teach him about patience. Unexpectedly, his reactions became the source of my inspiration. First paragraph is told from my perspective, but second paragraph is told from his perspective when he commented he kick against the thunder. Definitely, he was unhappy and vented his anger towards the bad weather. All I told him was to wait.

Kick Empty Bucket

PAM!
Kicking the empty bucket
PAM!
BAM! BAM!
It falls over
As it
ROLL! ROLL!
And
ROLL! ROLL!

SCOLDING!
Afraid of grandma’s scolding
Grandma’s first scolding
WAIL!
Wail FeArFuLlY.

On his cot, he confesses
Confesses of his wrongdoings
Wrongdoings to me.
Slowly & gently, I explain
It is wrong
Wrong to kick the bucket
The empty bucket.
Don’t repeat it.
Nod, nod.
Nodding in agreement.
Learning his lesson.

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Inspiration On: Thursday, 4 April 2013 at 11:45pm
Inspiration On: Saturday, 6 April 2013 at 9:57pm

Upon rushing home from the lecture performance, my son played with the recycled bucket in his grandma’s room during my shower. His grandma never scolds him and tends to spoil him with lots of things. The recycled empty bucket is to contain the air-conditioner leakage. Of course, my son was testing his grandma’s patience. Scolding occurs then afraid. Next day onwards, he stops doing it.

爸爸凶相似狮子 Daddy is Fierce Like A Lion

爸爸骂 骂我 因为 我调皮。 不要 不要 不要爸爸 爸爸可怕 爸爸很凶 爸爸相似狮子 相狮子 那么可怕。 可是我行为好的时候 爸爸不可怕。 我要爸爸。 我要爸爸。

Daddy scolds He scolds me Because I am naughty. Don’t want Don’t want I don’t want daddy Daddy is scary Daddy is very fierce Daddy is like a lion Fierce Like a lion. But he is not fierce When I well behave. I want daddy. I want daddy.

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Inspiration On: Thursday, 6 December 2012 at 10:58pm to 11:54pm

At night, he would prefer me to pray than his dad because his dad scolded him for being naughty. So he replied, “不要爸爸祷告，爸爸可怕，爸爸很凶，爸爸相狮子。” Then I revise it a bit by inserting head and tail and putting myself in his shoes when his dad is not fierce and he wants his daddy.