A Funny Day in Singing Class

It is great how we find personal learning in humour.


Where justice thralls

Creator of this world left her throne. After hearing human disasters on monotone. She wiped her tears. She left her fears. ­­ Tread into the forest. Bare her self. Where only she saw, the scars that the world bore, and the beauty in every pore. That’s how life felt. That’s how time would melt. The…