Tamás Tomázy 1994

How long since the time you've gone,
and left my dear mother alone?
Tears were running down her cheeks I remember,
but I was too young to understand... I think it is better,
'cause my brother and sister,
whose heads were then in High School lecture.
Understanding every crying eye, including theirs,
for this was something of their biggest fears.

I can recall a mother shouting in pain,
It was the expression of losing a son in a day.
I can see my grandfather lifting me up,
and I know that it was his sorrowful tears,
which were dropping on me from above.

My sister was hugging me a couple of times,
and I could see everyone standing in lines.
They were all around me kissing and hugging,
while my mother was throwing a red rose into the open coffin.
My brother seemed calm and still,
yet everyone knew what he could feel.
It was silence, which is worse then every tear.

Losing a Father is tough.
Especially, when you're growing up.
I was 4 when it happened,
and it is until now,
that I feel abandoned.
Just one conversation, that's what I want,
and I would remember you with a happier heart.

Memorial

This is a warning for all those, who are alive,
to never forget the people, who have died.
When the shadow of death calls,
there's no escape from it's claws...

Still, we fight for every breath we take,
whilst secretly we await our fate,
then we forget all that we know of hate,
and see before us an opened gate.

I seek no EOTW award,
I seek no favor from the Lord,
this Entry is to none other,
then to the memory of my Grandmother, 2 Grandfathers and Father...

Evaluation

I don't know where I should start, from which part?
I'll just do it from the beginin', till the cheerful endin'.

I hooked up with PTE
the place where every face should be
at the beginin' I had some fear
but now, I enjoy every second here,
teachers are great and nobody is fake,
I visit classes from different stages,
but none was as gracious like Readin' and Writin'

I have to tell you first, that I expected the worst
it wasn't because of the class or you,
it was about me, what my fear was referring to
I don't or didn't like readin nor writin much
but new things have come in one heck of a bunch

The greatest part in the course is the blog,
which came as saving light from eternal fog.
I experienced pleasure in readin interestin entries,
and finally had the chance to write down my own stories.
my feelings and thoughts, that is what I write,
and I owe it all to this signin light.

I try to be as honest as I can,
and show what kind’a man I am.
the entry of the week title,
I’m glad I got it before honor.
I not saying that it would have won it,
Just, right then, it lost the chance for it

Joe has helped me in many things,
and I know that we will spend together many school days.
I wanna come back to this class and hope,
that everyone shares this vote...