by redclay | Jan 22, 2022 | Visual Arts
We promise that this is the worst (but sadly, probably not the last) bad pun. But we couldn’t help ourselves, since our art teacher Sharmila cleverly decided to have the Casa Chirilagua kiddies make windmills to encourage sustainable energy on our Fun Friday date. Using everyday materials like paper cups, glue, and popsicle sticks (and a glue gun, which no crafter should be without) the kids had a lot of fun putting these together. One little girl greeted Sharmila with, “I love when you come here! You always have new things for us to do!”
by redclay | Jan 13, 2022 | Poetry
By Tyresha Brand
Friends of Guest House, Spoken Word class, January 12, 2022
When I close my eyes at night
I dream of letting go of the pain
I dream of letting go of the hurt
I dream of letting go of the shame
Like mini movies across my mind
I see my life as it was
constant trials & tribulations
yearning for a simple hug
I see myself as a speck,
merely existing in this world
asking why these things are happening to me
for I am only a little girl
then to movie fast forwards to the present
and I see the woman I have become
and I can hold my head up and smile
because satan you haven’t won
now my visions are visions
of prosperity, happiness, and success
and I can give my past a proper funeral
and lay it all to rest
cause i’ve grown and i’ve blossomed
and i’ve finally made it through
and i’ve learned a few lessons along the way
like to thy own self be true
now those dreams have turned into reality
and I can finally let go
of the hurt, the shame, and the pain
with plenty of room to grow
I refuse to allow my past to make me bitter
or let it define me
cause my past is just that, my past
and I am finally free.
by redclay | Jan 13, 2022 | Poetry
By Destiny Hawes
Friends of Guest House, Spoken Word class, January 12, 2022
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