Destiny’s poem
Aug 5th, 2009 by Craig
A few of our students from last year have been dropping by to help us build. One of the “Guppy girls” from last year, Destiny Smith, was here this week helping with the planking and the stern thwarts. She wrote a lovely poem about her visit:
Finally Back!
The saw dust in the air,
And the salty bay near.
I look into the door,
I’m so glad I’m back here.
I walk into the dark building,
Stuck on De-ja-vu
“Oh! You’re back!” Craig says.
“Hello, Craig!” I reply, “Nice to see you.”
I watched for the first few seconds,
Then said, “What can I do?”
Craig looked at me,
And said, “We’re gonna plane it in a few.”
Once we finished planing,
We put it on the boat
To screw in the riveting holes.
Some of the wood was a mote.
But while I was drilling
Something bad occurred.
I drilled the drill into my shirt.
Not something I would have preferred.
Luckily I had a shirt under.
But the bad luck didn’t stop,
I got dolphinite on my arm.
And that made my hop.
We had to end early
At around 3:30 instead of 5
But my problem is,
My grandpa didn’t know, he was s’post to be my drive.
So I was stuck for an hour and a half,
with nothing to do.
Then, someone told me to write this poem.
This poem, I wrote to all of you.
