I wrote these in grade 4, when I was 10 years old. That was the year the shit hit the fan in my family; my parents split up and I started self-harming. But that year, I also had my most beloved teacher ever, Ms. Barch, to whom this poem about music is dedicated.
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Please see the spell-corrected versions below:
Dedicated to Ms. Barch (Poem)
Singing
A song is a peace that never ends
A song is a birdβs chirp in the sunshine.
A song is a soft, comfy pillow.
A song is a summer day.
That is a song.
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NATURE!
Wind β> shooow!
Trees swaying crick crack
Leaves crumpling β> crumple crumple
Flowers blooming open
Clouds
Sun shining
Animals hopping hop hop
Warm grass
Birds flying flap flap
chirp
β¦and, yourself thinking about the wonders of nature!
Claire M.
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As I share these historical pages now, my new birth certificate has just arrived! My foundational identity document now says Forrest Eshua Mortifee, Sex: MALE. I made it. I survived!!
Iβm so proud of myself and so enamored by the life I have built. How affirming to see young meβs words so present in peace and wonder, even in what was at that time the hardest year of my young life. My love for singing, for songs, and for nature remains.
While I was filing away my new documents today, I realized how important it is to also file away the fun dox. I tossed my Name n Gender Change party-flier into my Dropbox folder alongside the official government forms.
Regarding this NFT, I now share these pages as Token 1 of my "Starter Pack" with the intention to preserve this light-hearted piece of my history, and to share my roots as a nature-obsessed songwriter. Playfulness deserves a place in history, and so Iβve made it encrypted.