This is modification of Theme for English B by Langston Hughes..
Theme for English C
Mr. English said
Since the first marking period ends today.
I'll give you easy homework due tomorrow.
Write a poem:
About where you are.
What an "easy" and random question is that?
I am sixteen and nine months, Asian. Born in Seoul.
I went to school there, then here,
The very country side of the wealthiest country without my mom and dad.
I am only Asian girl in my English class.
Seven weeks passed. It's ambiguous
Feels like wow, already a quarter of my sophomore year passed,
But, at the same time, feels like I spent my whole lifetime in here.
At the moment in Math & Science classes on the Monday,
I experienced my limits:
It feels like I take a train which is going forever, no end.
But on Sunday night, it is already A WEEK passed: I can't hold it long.
Weekdays are ordinary: I can't help it.
Unluckily, the weekend doesn't last long.
Now, on the Sunday, look forward to Monday and write this poem -
It is 4, too late to be called the day
But too early to be called the evening, "Noncommittal and Vague."
Just like me, late to be called at puberty
But early to be called completely grown up.
I feel like I'm givin' you evasive stories instead of my real story.
True. I don't know how to start.
Should I start to tell you the yesterday,
That I told my mom and dad that I wanna go back?
Should I start from the night that I woke up from the nightmare?
Or else, from this summer, a point of the time,
That I started to think about being a writer seriously?
Should I start from the last spring break that I decided to write again?
Or... or, should I start from the time,
When I was five, the day I wrote my 1st poem in my life and told proudly with smile,
"Mommy, Daddy, I'm gonna be a person, writing poems!"?
Believe me, I really don't know where I am.
But also this, feeling don't know, is
A part of where I...