My Sailing Home

"Ohana means family, family means nobody gets left behind. Or forgotten." 

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This poem that I wrote in fifth grade is only a small piece where I begin to explain the importance that family has in my life.

 

Family has always been a big part in my life. I love my family, they are the everlasting support that surrounds me in both good and bad times. It doesn't matter what we're going through the love that connects us is far greater than any problem that could ever come our way. We may sometimes disagree and fight, but we always say "I'm sorry" and we become joyful once again. My family has greatly made me the person who I am today and I am grateful for their lives and each and every moment that we have spent together.

Thunder ⚡

As the sun rose above the horizon and the moon gradually faded away, Thunder waited patiently, ready to finally make its way home.

As soon as my sister and I saw it we were amazed, it’s dark-colored coat, as smooth as silk, and its gentle eyes reflecting the light as if it were glass. It was now, we were here, and in a few more minutes it would be ours.

Our eyes met for an instant and I could feel it was anxious; not wanting to wait another second I jumped rapidly, “that one,” I said, as I pointed to the corner of the box.

“It’s perfect,” my sister said, and it was. It was the most beautiful ball of fur I had ever seen, its long, thin hears and small whiskers suited his small, round figure perfectly, making it easy for it to jump from place to place.

It was given to us in a small, blue box. It was timid at first but once we got home and placed it in our garden it transformed. Our bunny roamed freely, taking over garden spots like enormous territories from the Savannah, and as its fear gradually faded away we were happy that Thunder had finally come home.