Having "Me" Time

It's summer in Bangkok but we've been getting crazy thunderstorms these last few days as a result of Global Warming.  I therefore thought I'd like to share with you a poem I wrote in 6th grade.  Wow..it's been a long time, but even then I loved the environment and I loved the tall tall trees.  It's always fun to read through old writings :P  Take care and Save the Trees ! The Forest Trees                             by Swisa Ariyapruchya Tall, towering high above us, The trees stood majestically. In a forest, almost forgotten, They whispiered to one another. If one listened, One could hear, What was being said Among the many trees. When the wind blew, They swayed back and forth, Their leaves humming. Humming a tune of nature, A tune no longer heard. Many summers now Since I have stood, Listening in a forest. ...

The weather has turned and it is no longer cool and breezy in Bangkok.  The cool wintry air has just vanished just like that.  Instead its hot and humid.  I don't like this weather and will probably never do.  I wonder if anyone actually likes this weather or that they one day simply get "accustomed" to it like the way one can get "accustomed" to noise. Anyways, whilst walking to lunch and thinking to myself how awfully hot it is in Bangkok and how I wish I could be somewhere cooler, I walked past a beautiful tree that was full of pink blossoms.  The blossoms fell around me as I walked and in that brief moment I forgot about my complaints and the hot weather. The flowers were beautiful.  Pink and blossoming.  The wind brought them down and they floated down through the air and onto your hair.  They silently fell onto your path softly sprinkling it in baby pink as if it were icing on a cupcake.  Its hard to miss this path of pink. T...