I live in a world of cruelty
where everyone ignores me.
people make a life of making
fun of me and my friends.
I try my best at school but
it just ain't enough........
I feel so lonely at times
It feels like no one cares
I'm a singer, a dancer, a actress
a writer, not a mathematician,
or a scientist, or anything else
But people think I don't have talent
I felt so alone........until one day
when I came into a chatroom
and for once in my life, I felt true
happiness, the people there were so
kind and caring, they understood me.
that chatroom is this chatroom
I come here everyday and this is
the only place where I feel that
I can be myself and that I truly
belong here.......
the mjifc chatroom
A 12 year old girl with a dream An impossible dream everyone calls her crazy and say that her dream will never come true, this dream is the dream of being a famous singer, dancer, and actress Her idol, Michael Jackson has inspired her so much and keeps her going on everyone ignores her but she will never let go of the dream and will accomplish THE IMPOSSIBLE DREAM
a perfessional movie maker was asked to make a movie that would be a great movie or he wouldn't get paid has much as he should be........cause the movie maker had not created a good movie in a very long time........ unfortunly, the movie maker could not think of any movie ideas. So, he went around asking all of his employees if they had an idea for a movie. But none could think of anything and some replied "Don't look at me! Your the movie maker, not me!" Then a 7 year old kid came up to him and said "I could help you! I've got plenty of ideas!" But the movie maker just said "Sorry, kid, but this is something for an adult to do." and ignored the kid. Then the movie maker went around Hollywood and asked actors and actresses if they had any idea but none had any ideas. Then the same kid came up and said once again "I've got some great ideas for movies! Just ask me!" But the movie maker walked right by the kid and pretended that he didn't see the kid. Next he went on to asking his wife and his brothers and sister and his parents but all of them had no ideas for movies. Then the 7 year old kid came up again and said "Please! I've got some really good ideas!" But the movie maker said "Stop bugging me, kid! Can't you see I'm trying to find someone with a GOOD idea for a movie." He looked everywhere but couldn't find anyone who had an idea for a movie. He was just about to give up when he say the kid again. "Alright! Let's hear your ideas!" said the movie maker. The kid's face lightened up with gladness and he started talking about all kinds of ideas for movies. The movie maker was amazed! He never heard such great ideas before! So after the kid was done telling him about movie ideas, the movie maker just stood there and said "Ok! Let's start making movies!" and he did. And everyone movie that he made, using the kid's ideas was a sucess and won an award!
Nose to the wind.... as strong as the air that blows..... Nose sensitive enough to follow..... keep your paws to to the ground.... and your nose to the wind....... for you never know what..... might blow you way, my wolf brother. The owl is calling, as the moon rises over there. The gales are calling, brethern beware. With the moon risen and love in the air. Our voices we rise in our wolven call. COME FORTH MY BROTHERS! For the hunt is out there. Ghostly wolves run on the light winded air. Their howls are heard at the beginning gales blair. Hunting the dreamer Who is hunting the dream Chasing the dreamer... Who is chasing the dream. They are the loyalest of lovers though it may seem. Dreams filled with howlings, yowlings, growlings. Was that a bear? OH! Only the young cubs over there. The grey mist of fur that runs in the night. rolling, and playing like as young cubs delight. The mists of time, Mists of dreams. Filled with rank breath and warm fur. The moon fills me and guides me through the mists. On the lightest of wind, our voices arise. our oldest of songs, sung with only love as our meaning. No words, only voice. our love, only choice. Fight my brothers, be strong and brave. Fur on our skin, dirt under our paws. Live by the fang, that is our laws.