Thoreau
Teaches Pocahantas' Poetry (a brief creative essay) (mostly made up)
by
Sheri Grutz
David
Thoreau had left college early, but knew enough to get hired by a
school in a rural town, and he took the responsibility very
seriously. It ended when he said to the superintendent, “I will
not hit a child.”
So
he started his own school, already being master gardener, he taught
the kids early cross hybrid plants and vegetables, taught them every
tree, flower, and bush, and even let them walk and explore their way
to getting back by marking their territory.
“Today,
we have a special treat. I'm going to read to you from Pocahontas'
poetry. Now, this is no ordinary poetry, this is specially done by a
woman who gained access to the English language through a Free Book
bartering by selling her hand made jewelry. Does anyone know of her
story?”
“She
fell in love with John Smith.”
“yes,
that is correct. And she risked death having a relationship with
him. Why is it good to take risks?”
“To
change the world.”
“Yes,
you must always let your conscience be your guide. Alright listen to
this one. This is called “Grandmother Willow.”
I
saw the wind set sail those ships
but
never knew the wind through you
would
push me in the right direction
loving
how upright, how secure
losing
leaves like lost chances
that
turned browner than my skin
your
spirit transcends the appearance
of
all we are surrounded with
timeless
beauty and energy combined
that
no fallen time could remove.
He
read it with wonder, a striking man with a long nose, gleeming blue
and gray eyes, and a presence that could really move mountains.
What
do you think?”
“Nature
is close to God.”
“Indeed.
We get it through our senses, through intuition and insight.”
Thoreau
would become restless and want more out of experience of life, and
how to really feel that upon death, he had actually lived. He left
for Walden Pond, and took all that he come to teach about, especially
Pocahontos' poetry, and he used her knowledge to make him land ready.
He
let Emerson read her poetry, and two developed their natural way of
being in the spiritual realm in more ways than any church or doctrine
could prove.
David
Thoreau got sick, and his health really went downhill, bed ridden, he
was not afraid of death, and even when asked to make his peace with
God, he said, “I didn't know we had quarreled.” He held his
books of poems, having learned to write his own by reading
Pocahontas, and then the last two words he said were, “Moose,”
and “Indian.” He took that love to his grave, and those kids
never forgot him.
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