the little engine that could

hey
im in a good mood atm so im blogging quickly
im slightly slipping but im holding on
mums still angry
everyones still dead
but its okay now
its in the past.
well not mums mood but i dont have to let her affect me
its all in the way i think about it
if i let her get to me im most likely to crack
but if i let it slip past me
i think ill make it.
i will make it.
because i can do this.
i can.
lol i think i can i think i can.
haha
its all in my perspective.
my level co-ordinater read us this perspective story in level assembely.
It went something like this.

One day I sat in a railway station, everything was quiet and peaceful and people sat quietly reading their newpapers and resting their eyes from the day. Then a man walked in with his three kids, the children ran around screaming and playing and occasionally fighting, interrupting the whole atmoshere of the station. The man sat down beside me and closed his droopy eyes to rest. His children continued to yell and scream and on behalf of the other people on the railway i spoke to the man. I said "excuse me sir but your children are running a muck, you must controll them!" i was quite angry. the man opened his eyes and took a deap breath "yes i suppose they are running a muck, you see weve just come out of the hospital were their mother died and hour ago" the mans voice quivered and my perspective changed, all my anger turned into pain for the man and his family and i saw the situation in a whole new light.

a bit depressing for level assmebly i think.
i just needed soemthing to say.
lol thanks for reading
niah xx