"I do not have a fortune to buy you pretty things, But I can weave you moonbeams for necklaces and rings, And I can show you morning on a thousand hills, And kiss you and give you seven daffodils."
-Unknown
Years ago, I attended a summer camp. We would sing song after song after wholehearted song, but when I look back one those long days spent in the sun, these are the only lyrics that come to mind. When I heard Emily Dickinson's poem, "It's all I have to bring today", I remembered this song. Both of these works, for me, define love. They both address that fact that while conventional gain is lovely, to give oneself is the greatest gift of all. Emily Dickinson can bring "This, and (her) heart, and all the fields, and all the meadows wide", while my camp song will "weave you moonbeams for necklaces and rings." The meaning is the same. To give love is not to give gifts and fortune. To give love is to give oneself.
Last Topic of the Year, due by Sunday, June 7:
Perhaps its time to pick out some favorite memories of Pine Point. Let us know about three (or two, or one, or fifty) of your fond memories of your time at our school. Don't worry about choosing a favorite. Just describe a few good memories. (Feel free to do more than one post as memories come back to you.)
Remember to check the rubrics (to the right). Contributions to the forum can be brief, but must be well thought out and carefully written. No typos or grammar errors, please.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
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