So Poetic Today

Assalamualaikum...
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Hello, peeps! I back again. Haha
Nak share sikit apa yang jadi hari ni.
So yeah, I am so poetic today.

Tengah hari tadi ada presentation.
And I didn't prepared anything for my speech.
Farahin sebut je la apa yang Farahin tahu and
apa yang Farahin conteng dekat slides yang Farahin buat. Haha

It was a presentation for a poem.
An assessment. For sure, have mark.
Farahin pilih poem with title
Still I Rise by Maya Angelou.

Firstly, of course Farahin tak tahu apa2 about this poet.
Even Farahin ni pun suka berpuisi at times,
but for sure I am not a bookworm. Hehe
So as I went through about her,
I at least knew some little things about her.
Either fact or fake, still an information.
Kind a new knowledge to me.

Jadi for this presentation we had to recite the poem.
So yeah. I did. Clearly. With cold feet.
And didn't expected,
my voice cracked as I reached at the second last stanza.
Almost cry but I didn't.
But still, it was quite epic to me. Haha
Never felt that way before just because reciting a poem.

Farahin rasa I really put my mind and soul masa baca poem tu.
I might not know all about Maya that she tried to convey in this poem.
But I knew how this poem really mean to me.
As I recited it line by line, stanza by stanza,
rasa macam semua pahit hidup Farahin was unfolded.
It was painful and wonderful at the same time.

Well, semua orang ada life experience masing2.
Mahu kecil atau besar.
And there were bitter things that happened to me
mungkin tak besar mana bagi orang lain
tapi besar bagi Farahin,

Those bitter things that happened,
sebenarnya betul2 ubah Farahin sepanjang 21 tahun ni.
It changed, how I look at the world.
It changed, how I look at people around me.
It changed, how I approach the others.
It changed, how I look at myself.
How should I educate 'her'.
It almost changed everything.

So I think I really take a like to this poem.
To end this 'so poetic' post,
here is the second last stanza
that pleaded for my tears today.
Thank you for your times, peeps =)

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.






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