The Musings of a Young Girl

by Rebecca Mary John

Overview

This book 'The Musings of a Young Girl' is written by Rebecca Mary John, a young girl of 12 years. She was born in Kerala, India and did her early school education there. When she was seven years old she came to Dubai, UAE. Rebecca composing poems since the tender age of eight. Her poems are based on various topics and mostly related to her age .While going to school in her father’s car she noted things around her & started discussing and conjuring poetry. Thus her early poems took concrete shape mostly while travelling. She used to jot down these lines on bits of paper and once she came back home she would put the finishing touches. The journey from the early poem ‘Torn Shaun’ to ‘The Cross’ depicts her progression as a poetess. The steady progress over the years is clearly seen in this book where her poems are displayed in the order of age (with the exception of the introductory poem ‘A Poetess’ Journey’.).Rebecca is also a meritorious student. Additionally, she is a voracious reader who also engages in coin collection, stamp collection and singing.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781477292815
Publisher:	AuthorHouse
Publication date:	12/18/2012
Sold by:	Barnes & Noble
Format:	eBook
Pages:	48
File size:	6 MB

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The Musings of a Young Girl

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By Rebecca Mary John

AuthorHouse

Copyright © 2012 Rebecca Mary John
All right reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4772-9280-8

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Chapter One

Torn Shaun

There was once a man called Shaun
Who was always very alone
He had a son named Ron
Who always played in the lawn

Shaun's clothes were torn
Because he fell on a bush of thorn
When he was standing eating corn
Listening to the sound of a horn

But, his son Ron
Always rejected a call
That was from his father Shaun
Whose clothes were torn


A Rainy Day of Summer

It's strange when it's rainy
When it's supposed to be sunny
It's weird when it's gloomy
When actually it should be happy

When the rain falls pitter-patter
The roads are flooded with water
My father sends me with money
To the market to buy honey

So we should go out with umbrellas that are funny
Each with the picture of a bunny
This will make the day supposed to be gloomy
Look extremely very funny


Two Bunnies

I have a little bunny
Who is very very funny
Her name is Crystal
Her eyes shine like crystal

She always nibbles the carrots
Like small baby parrots
When she eats the ones I give her
Oh! She looks cuter than ever

My other baby bunny
Who is also Oh! So cutey!
I would love to buy a little orchard
For my dear little Richard

He likes to sit in a corner
Like a little baby loner
Happily, he eats the leaves of cherry
The way we make Christmas merry

And if they cuddle together
It is just an amazing wonder
I love them as much as crystals or an orchard
My dear Crystal and Richard


Little Pickpocket

There was once a little clock
Who went tick-tock, tick-tock
His name was Pickpocket
And he ran like a rocket

He was indeed a cute thing
Who lived in a shiny ring
He lived like a king
As an alarm he used to sing

He ran round once in an hour
As if running for cover
Oh! So quickly he runs in a minute
All this in his cuckoo hut


Baby Daidy

Once there was a baby
Her name was Daidy
She was very cute
And she rode on a parachute

She liked to eat a carrot
With a little baby parrot
Its name was Mossy
Whose feathers were flossy

She liked to go to the bus stop
And see the lovely grocery shop
She thought she could climb a palm tree
Being called Miss. Miley

She got the first prize
In car racing thrice
She has stayed in Le Meridian
Thinking she was on Greenwich Meridian

Anyway she is a curious girl
And likes to be in a swirl
Of dreams and beeps
And all these in sleeps


My School

Lovely and happy is my school
It's the Indian High School
It's the best in the world
About it there is not one bad word

The children are friendly and good
Among them we're always in a funny mood
All of them are humorous
Though there might be false rumours

Even if the teachers are sometimes strict
All the angry thoughts disappear like mist
Because when the recess bell rings
Everyone jumps and sings


Books

Books are like dreams
With a lot of streams
Treasure Islands, Wonderlands
Uninhabited islands and Fairylands

On an odyssey they have taken me
With Alice, Crusoe and Smee
In their absence, all of them I'll miss
With them I am in a bliss

Others have introduced
Eclipses and many on which I have mused
From ABC to History
To isosceles triangle and many a mystery

I have read at least a thousand
I wish I had a mountain hollow and round
To keep all my books
And not in nooks.


Moments

Moments, moments.....
Well, what are they?
They are the happy times of the day
In them happiness and love are together sent

Moments, moments.....
Should not we keep them safely?
Capture them in a camera nicely?
For in them there is no dirt nor dent

Moments, moments......
How do you get them?
Whenever you have a special realm
Just call out "Here's a moment"

Moments, moments.......
So now you've understood
That they'll later give you things good
When you'll cherish your journey down the memory lane


My Grandparents

Some of the people I love the most are
Of course, our grandparents
Oh! What a mistake I've made so far
I meant, my grandparents

My grandmother is the best in the universe
Or much more better than that
She's always ready to converse
To me- be it about cat or rat

My grandfather seems to know about everything
We call him a walking encylopaedia
Sure he can differ a crash from a ring
And can also be called a Wikipedia

So both of my grandparents together
Give me fun and knowledge
Going to Disneyland is no better
And it's a wonderful privilege


Stars Going By and By

Seeing a star in the night sky
In the hustle and bustle of Dubai
Where you can only spy
A solitary star going by and by

Oh! I do so wonder at them and cry
They are light years away
A realm whose glow never will die
Going all by and by

It is difficult to see even five
For I wish I could see
Hundreds- as people say, in the sky
But I just see three going by and by

And I wish to see a night sky
Filled with thousands of twinkling diamonds
As I would stand there, watch and lie
Seeing them all go by and by


The Mystery of the Magic Chestnut Tree

There once grew a chestnut tree
Under which people liked to rest
Maybe after a shopping spree
Or probably a difficult test

But often walnuts and groundnuts
Hazelnuts, chestnuts and peanuts
All fell from tiny deep cuts
Found on the tree of chestnuts

The children jump in glee
When they see this pile of nuts
Falling out of the chestnut tree
Like the patter of rain on huts


What I Like

I like the purple sunset
When the day and night have met
Not to mention the full moon night
With the bright stars in sight

I would say I love the rainbow
Which makes everyone glad- be it sun or snow
And I enjoy seeing flowers in a garden
Which will surely never harden

All the time I'm inside books
Not in beauty; nor any looks
And I do so enjoy art
To be sure, both are life's integral part

But animals and birds I love the most
Without them I am completely lost
Being in their midst would be heaven
On cloud number eleven


39 Days for India

39 days for me to go to India
So will Gladis, Anju and Bindya
You know we are not fools
To stay and study in schools

The flight is an exciting part
When the big journey to India will start
The smell of tasty meals beckon me
So does the playing of games like Caveman 3

In India, all cousins play cricket
The main aim is to take at least a wicket
Not to mention our special computer game
For which in our family we have fame
Then we do become sad when we come back

There outdoor games we lack
But we have a trustworthy school which does not bore
To see Cinema for a Cause and many more


Proud Little Edward

Little Edward, proud he was
Thought himself above sun and stars
But most great problem of his
"I am better than the King of England"

During March for a non-nativity play
He himself was chosen to say
The role of His Majesty
During the Cultural Program

Proud he was and most conceited
He felt like a king he should be treated
Repeatedly confirming his own opinion
"I am sure better than the King of England"

On that great day
He began his grand play
"Good morning, one and all"
"Here in my country ... er ... America"
"I invite you to this day"
"Oh dear! I meant party. Let's play"
"To share with us great fun and joy"
"Here in North America" (Oh no!)

"Please sit down, enjoy"
"The pleasure of toy milk. No, soy"
(Groan! Why did we ever choose this child!)
(To play this esteemed role)

You do know what happened next
Curtains! "Er ... It was only a joke and fest"
(Edward, what have you done!)
Reply "Still I'm better than the King of England"


Clair's Mansion

Clair lived in a mansion
With great style and fashion
She had a great passion
To wash out corruption
The roads were filled with pollution
And the cars were everyone's caution
Because of their speeding sensation
So Clair's mother has an objection
She would not give the sanction
To live in the great big mansion
Great was Clair's reaction
Hearing this proclamation
And she cried till the completion
Of a great drama's demonstration
But Daddy had to find a solution
To this great and serious situation
And angry was his expression
Selling all their shampoos and the new lotion
He bought a brand new mansion


My Best Bath Ever

On the fourth of June
You should know it was 2011
Was my best day of bath
With a good aftermath
Which you will learn about soon

I got into the bathtub
Tired after all my work
Saw that the water was too hot
I tried the next bucket's lot
Feeling like playing rub-a-dub

Satisfied with it
I started thinking of everything around
Never mind that, but soon afterwards
I soap-washed my face; from germs it guards
Even lots of water was not fit

Now just as I was washing my hair
What should happen but ... wait and see
Yep, the mug fell down with a crash not a twitter
I could not open my eyes even a nanometer
As I had more water in my eyes than I could bear

Thus, I decided to finish my bath with these tumults
And yes.... the aftermath
It was this very poem of course
Brewing in my mind in a time's small course
So there, the bath had two good results


Examination

What is an examination?
Little children's tension
For big children a sensation
Having a break; not even a mention
Oh! Many a temptation
A wish to skip a study session
As the TV programs lessen
Pencils in hand forever in motion
All young ones in perspiration
Raging at that difficult lesson
Consisting of multiplication and division
Not to mention diffusion and coagulation
Reading comprehensions to the written composition
Conjunctions to the preposition
Earth's rotation and revolution
All youngsters in retaliation
To the TV and computer ration
Don't we need a pension
For this increasing problem solution?
Exams' end brings forth a great happy explosion


Waiting for Fireworks

Sure 'tis a cumbersome task
"Pray, but why?" you may so ask
"Friend, 'tis not easy" is the reply
Our sense of time is rather sly

Waiting for things which are quite nice
They're not fulfilled in a trice
"I'm tired of waiting!" is the waiter's appeal
To wait quarter hour is quite an ordeal

Whereas waiting for things dreaded
To the sad goal you're headed
At the speed of light, on the wings of air
Before you know it.... Lo! You're there

Now, in assent your heads must be nodding
Sure, waiting for fireworks is not an easy thing
But what about waiting for a dreaded test
In the wink of an eye, you have completed your quest


The Clown in a Gown

A clown in a gown
In the middle of the town
Waiting for the bus, clothed like a rainbow
His goal is to perform in the Big Apple Show

Hours later, there he was
Not as a viewer, but as the clown that he was
Sitting at the backstage, curtains all down
Getting ready with his fabulous gown

Then the curtains opened
The audience was stunned
The antics performed
Will never be unhumoured

His costume was incomparable
Just like an MBA graduate cum constable
Complete with a mortar board
Into the ring he soared

Jumping, dancing, falling, yelling
A bigger success you'll never be seeing
As he romped across the centre stage
Like a tiger freed from his cage

Next he was hanging from the acrobatic handle
At the same time trying to light a candle
You know what happened next, by now
Pants on ground, self hanging for life on a bough

Jumping and dancing
His movements entrancing
Such that you'll never forget
As sure as the fact that the sun will set

And with one great jump which was satisfying
His stupendous part was finally ending
With excitement the audience was in a terrific shiver
It will for sure etch in your minds forever


The Innocent Boy

Look out you'll see the little boy
Sitting beside his ragged toy
On the curb of the pavement he sat
Yearning for a gentle word or pat
He would have liked to shout out
Scream or cry or pout
"I am not at all guilty"
"For making one unwealthy"
The days he was rich ...
Such thoughts made him cringe
Going down the memory lane
Brings not joy but sorrow and pain
When he thinks of the days that used to be
Which now in his dreams he cannot see
But believing firmly in his hope
He neither cries nor does he mope
For he knows justice isn't taken nor lent
It just reaches the innocent


The Time Capsule

Time capsules are the most enthralling
Looking back, seeing what you were doing
At the age of one, five or twenty
When you hid away this mystery
Oh! How I long to make a time capsule

So hiding occurs on twelfth of December
Only to be opened in life later
I can't hold on anymore
On that day I will soar
As I look into the treasures of my time capsule

Oh! The things I will put in, on that day which I'll see
Prim, proper and pretty they may not be
But in goes that drawing of the basketball match
And the remains of the broken-down watch
Oh! The things in the time capsule

Years later I will rise
Probably with tears in my eyes
As I look into the olden days
And in my mind, fond thoughts trace
Down the memory lane with my time capsule


A Lame Man Jumps

Two disciples of Jesus
Walked up to the synagogue, it's told
Peter and John they were called
Went to worship the Lord their God

There on the ground sat a lame man
Pleading sadly for something
Not necessarily a golden ring
Just a few coins would do

He sure asked Peter and John too
But they said they didn't have silver or gold
Then Peter said bold
"Stand up in the name of Jesus Christ and walk."

Suddenly the man started jumping and dancing
Praising and worshipping the Almighty God
This sight was amazing than lots of gold
To the people at the temple gate- Beautiful


Happy Birthday

May your birthday be the best
Full of fun; overflowing with zest
Candles to blow out
Birthday songs to shout
And many more are left
All your dreams to become true
Happiness and joy to continue
'Cause today is your special day
And may the good things always stay!!!!!!!!!


God's Love

God's love is true, holy and divine
When you make merry; when you pine
His love is always thine

Love maketh man and God intertwined
Rules the spirit, soul and mind
For His love is forgiving and kind

When you felt sad, discouraged and alone
God's love like a bright star shone
Turning to laughs of joy our moan

Even in joy and happiness
His unending love will be no less
For love shares both sorrow and gladness

Look at God's love; take a glance
Follow Him; all is in His hands
Experience His love; fall in a trance


Dubai- A Gem In the Desert

Dubai, the city of development
An urban gem of the world
Up to date and on with trend
Happiness envelopes, comfort surrounds
By satisfaction and joy it bounds

The magnificent sight, the towering skyline
The horizon scattered by silver metal
Against the blue they shine
Erect, tall and enthralling
Around them the winds traversing

The meandering roads by black shine laid
The flashing cars speed by
To a wandering man, welcoming shade
Gives the cluster of silent palm trees
As he revels in nature's peace

The weekends witness all in a group
Flocking to the malls who beseechingly call
As affirmative they gladly troop
Oh! The opulence of the modern bazaars
All bliss and scarce hazards

Dubai, our heart with homely warmth fills
In all aspects sophisticated
Undoubtedly, this metro thrills
As it advances day by day
Convenience and mirth fills the way


Our Loving Pappa and Mamma

Loving and generous all the while
Giving all a welcoming smile
Who are they who possess this virtue?
Pappa and Mamma, now that's so true!

Always merry with eyes that twinkle
Not to mention their laughter's tinkle
Filled with love, and at all times generous
Giving to others is their greatest happiness

Be it in the street or in train
For Pappa, it is no constraint
To share the gospel to one and all
Aspiring to lead others to heaven's call

With a warm heart, he cares for everyone
Guiding all like the rays of the sun
Giving and teaching, he says "It's my pleasure."
Memories with Pappa are an eternal treasure

Mamma, always ready to give
Will help us forever, as long as we live
Always helping the needy, she sure is gregarious
It would be wrong not to mention that she's vivacious

Her heart, filled with the desire to help all
She is there for you whenever you call
Encouraging when we need the motivation
Mamma's life is indeed an inspiration

Role models are they to us always
Teaching us that kindness, love and patience pays
All the times with them're spent in harmony
Days with them are always bright and sunny

With whole hearts we would like to thank you now
Remembering all your deeds overflowing with love
We persevere to carry forward your attributes
To shine for the Lord with the Word and its truth


God's Own Country

Imagine the beauty of God's Own Country
In all her grace she stands
Covered with joy on land and sea
Blessed by God's own hands

Look around, view the wonder
As the picturesqueness surrounds you
No soul is in a slumber
As dawn reveals the bright fresh dew

Lined with nature's best, the paddy field
As a golden shield by beauty bound
To the splashes of lake-water, give heed
As the snake boat races with paddling sound

Look out and see the trees of coconut
Warmly greeting as you approach
You're always welcome be it house or hut
No-one thinks you encroach

Behold! Do you hear a copter whirring?
To hear it your earnest ears strain
Search but you won't find that for which you're yearning
For it was sole the herald of the Keralite rain

The tiny droplets cleanse your face
As heaven's fl oodgates give way
And the water flows at a fast pace
Giving out freshness' and joy's ray

Look around yourself
As the surrounding nature soothes your mind
See the nimble squirrel, nature's elf
Running up the tree, his bushy tail behind

God's Own Country, now as you can see
Entrances all with her magical green
Showered by Almighty's blessings is she
Joy and gladness forever seen

(Continues...)

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Table of Contents

Contents

A Poetess' Journey....................9
Torn Shaun....................11
A Rainy Day of Summer....................12
Two Bunnies....................13
Little Pickpocket....................14
Baby Daidy....................15
My School....................16
Books....................17
Moments....................18
Stars Going By and By....................20
The Mystery of the Magic Chestnut Tree....................21
What I Like....................22
39 Days for India....................23
Proud Little Edward....................24
Clair's Mansion....................25
My Best Bath Ever....................26
Examination....................28
Waiting for Fireworks....................29
The Clown in a Gown....................30
The Innocent Boy....................32
The Time Capsule....................33
A Lame Man Jumps....................35
Happy Birthday....................36
God's Love....................37
Dubai- A Gem In the Desert....................38
Our Loving Pappa and Mamma....................40
God's Own Country....................42
Sunrise....................44
The Cross....................45