Comments on: Write your life story in 6 words

By: sameh

sameh — Sun, 19 Jul 2009 11:12:01 +0000

home is where the heart is…(if you can find it!)

By: naana

naana — Sat, 18 Jul 2009 13:25:03 +0000

peter
i love the ‘belonging’ one. thanks!
it says so nicely what i feel… ( am fluent in many languages but ironically enough often lack the ability to express what i feel in any language ) . i understood straigth away what it means .
without any explanation. hence i think its not cryptic if you recognise the feeling. the roots leaf one i understood straight away too although i prefer to phrase it differently .

By: anonymoustck

anonymoustck — Wed, 01 Jul 2009 02:19:47 +0000

Cryptic? Not a bit.

It’s TOTALLY cryptic…

JA!

By: Peter

Peter — Tue, 30 Jun 2009 04:50:19 +0000

Hi Jolie,

To explain about the belonging poem…
For me, and I perhaps other TCKs, we are looking for a place where we can belong. But we may suffer from unresolved grief from people and places we left behind…

Now “Be”+”longing” = Belonging.

So my sense of longing for someplace and wanting to belong, is part of who I am. I recognise that I need to “be” with that “longing” in the present moment – to own a deep sadness for what I have lost. This way I can re-integrate the lost parts of who I am (“re”-”member” myself) and learn to see my meandering life path as a unique blessing.

A bit cryptic I know; I am so glad you asked!!
Peter

By: anonymoustck

anonymoustck — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 22:14:19 +0000

@ another Anonymous

So???

By: anonymous

anonymous — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 21:45:07 +0000

A lot of those comments are far more than six words.

By: Jolie

Jolie — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 12:04:22 +0000

*Taiwanese Diplobrat, Latin and North America

* I just hope He knows all.

By: Jolie

Jolie — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 11:54:23 +0000

I am no superwoman, just human. (Another six words…)

By: Jolie

Jolie — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 11:52:36 +0000

Poem: ????(And I know)

(I changed the lyrics of a song (same name) of the best band in Asia called “Mayday”. Same title: “????”. U can search 4 it on YouTube =) ????FU!!! XD!!!! BTW, pleaz don’t “judge”!!! `?´?)

?? ???? ???? ?????
?? ???? ????
?? ???? ???? ? ????
?? ???? ???? (???????)
???? ????
??? ??? ????

Although I know there’s no place on Earth I can call it my home
And understand I’d be a foreigner wherever I go
Of course I know. I do know. Everything. Of course I know all.
I can bear this no more.

???????????????
???????????????
???????????????
I have to give it a shot

?? ???? ???? ? ????
?? ???? ???? (My parents’ country ain’t mine)
???? ????
Gotta find my own place
Where they don’t mind my race

By: Jolie

Jolie — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 11:47:39 +0000

Poem: Low-Keyed:

I think it would be wrong
To write my anger into a song
It would make the song too long
And the emotions of it too strong

The more I explain “it” to whom hasn’t been there
The more I despair
I can tell the worthlessness of my attempt right in their stare
I hold my temper

That was when I had decided to stay low-keyed
Which is wisest indeed
My goal is to be strong and to succeed
Being liked and understood by everyone isn’t what I can control nor what I need

I had decided to stay low-keyed
I had decided to stay low-keyed
I had decided to stay low-keyed
Yes, I had decided!

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Poem: Broken Mirrow:

As a Foreigner, you always have your privileges.
As a Hidden Immigrant, you also have your rights.
As an Adopted, you’d have to show it to the world.
As a Mirrow, what are their challenges?
I have no idea since I have virtually never been.