Michael
It is practice for writing . written by Sean. Ko
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Michael.
"Whoa"
Wheather is getting cold. Wind is chilly. Michael breathed out.
The church on Union Street.
It is the only one reason that Michael is here. There are many people. In the grand church which was made 100 years ago
is pride of church members.
Also it is good for Michael. Because Many people benefit from thim . But recently It has not been Good.
Today he only has 50 cents.
He doesn't eat anything for this reason .
But. Michael dosen't despair. Because it is the claim ofa person who has hope.
Only a person who has hope can despair.
"Deng Deng"
A bell is ringing. Is today Sunday? People are going out the church. The time worship service has ended.
Michael bows down to the ground.
Usally people give bread to a person who is humble and give a sneer to a person who is proudful.
The proverb is almost right. So Michael trust it .
"Ddubbuk Ddubbuk"
"DDogak Ddogak"
"Tubbuk Tubbuk"
The sound of shoes and heels and talking womens, laughing.
It is coming.
It is coming.
and it is passing away.
But there is nothing in Michael's bowl.
There is alywas an exception. Even in a Proverb.
"Do I need to search the gabarge basket today?"
Michael has sighed.
Sometimes, if he has luck he finds almost fresh foods.
But, Usally It is rotten food. But hunger makes him shameless.
Well. anyhow nobody cares about that.
But he hesitated. Because he ate a rotten apple which someone bit and he has had a stomacache for 3 days.
And he didn't get as mush as he can .
People go out from church continually, many many people.
They will return 1 week later.
There is a second crowd.
Decent block suit. whitish hair, he is reverend of this church, Steven.
Sometimes, Michael heard his sermon .
"Beloved! We must love each other. Especially, Weak person among you"
Well, maybe it was like that.
His follower walks with him. All of them are in the same clothes, black suits, black shoes, black neck-ties.
"Pastor, How can I love my neighbor?"
One of the young person ask him.
"DDubuk Ddubuk"
Rev. Steven who has a bible passed in front of Michael with dignity.
"Brother, Before everything. You must pay attention to your neighbor."
There are people who are less than us all the time around us.
Like angles they walk to discuss on a shiny road with dignity and holy figure.
"It is cold."
If I have a cup of coffee.
That hot and mild, deep coffee.
Michael thinks of coffee which can be bought for 1$ like Nectar that is the drink of life.
Michael looks up at the sky.
'Is there a God ?'
Cold winter , his body is getting weak.
It is so hary thing to live with this old body outside.
Even thougth he lived long time outside.
But. the thing that kills people is mind, not substance.
Sometimes,Despair kills people.
"DduBuk Ddubuk"
"Ddabak Ddabak"
Michael heard two footstep like a duet.
But, It was not from the church , from the oppsite side to the church.
Michael slowly turned his head and looked behind.
There were one old and one kid.
The old man wore a block suit and black sun -glass and he had also long hair.
The kid wore a white suit and white round hat, and blonde hair.
"Tadak Tdaddak , Tak"
"Hi"
He ran to Michael and said "Hi" with gazing Michael's eyes.
"Hi"
Unintentionally, He said "Hi" with his hand raised.
"What are you doing here?"
"..."
Michael thought to himself, What can I say to him who asks a homeless person who sits down on the road and begs.
"Well."
"Aren't you cold?"
"..."
'Desn't he even know he is looking at me?'
"There is a lot of food where we will go . Do you want to go with us?"
Michael felt his mind like a kid. Becuase he asked the embarassed question.
"Ha..I can't"
"Why?"
"I can not stand up"
"So?"
"I can't, Because I can't stand up"
"Why?"
"..."
'What shold I do?'
Suddenly the kid grabbed him and pulled.
"Stand up"
The kid was really strong and as a result Michael's body was raised.
But.. He could stand.
..
His leg was moving.
The kid ran to the church, Grabbing the hand of Michael.
Michael was to shocked and just followed that kid.
Michael was running.
Between waves of green trees.
The green tree's waved in front of the church.
Michael waslaughing.
His laughing was the biggest in his life.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
"hey"
"Ya?"
"Why did this man laid down here?"
"Well . let me see. Oh,My... he is not breathing !"
"What? call the hospital,Now"
"O.K"
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Michael.
"Whoa"
Wheather is getting cold. Wind is chilly. Michael breathed out.
The church on Union Street.
It is the only one reason that Michael is here. There are many people. In the grand church which was made 100 years ago
is pride of church members.
Also it is good for Michael. Because Many people benefit from thim . But recently It has not been Good.
Today he only has 50 cents.
He doesn't eat anything for this reason .
But. Michael dosen't despair. Because it is the claim ofa person who has hope.
Only a person who has hope can despair.
"Deng Deng"
A bell is ringing. Is today Sunday? People are going out the church. The time worship service has ended.
Michael bows down to the ground.
Usally people give bread to a person who is humble and give a sneer to a person who is proudful.
The proverb is almost right. So Michael trust it .
"Ddubbuk Ddubbuk"
"DDogak Ddogak"
"Tubbuk Tubbuk"
The sound of shoes and heels and talking womens, laughing.
It is coming.
It is coming.
and it is passing away.
But there is nothing in Michael's bowl.
There is alywas an exception. Even in a Proverb.
"Do I need to search the gabarge basket today?"
Michael has sighed.
Sometimes, if he has luck he finds almost fresh foods.
But, Usally It is rotten food. But hunger makes him shameless.
Well. anyhow nobody cares about that.
But he hesitated. Because he ate a rotten apple which someone bit and he has had a stomacache for 3 days.
And he didn't get as mush as he can .
People go out from church continually, many many people.
They will return 1 week later.
There is a second crowd.
Decent block suit. whitish hair, he is reverend of this church, Steven.
Sometimes, Michael heard his sermon .
"Beloved! We must love each other. Especially, Weak person among you"
Well, maybe it was like that.
His follower walks with him. All of them are in the same clothes, black suits, black shoes, black neck-ties.
"Pastor, How can I love my neighbor?"
One of the young person ask him.
"DDubuk Ddubuk"
Rev. Steven who has a bible passed in front of Michael with dignity.
"Brother, Before everything. You must pay attention to your neighbor."
There are people who are less than us all the time around us.
Like angles they walk to discuss on a shiny road with dignity and holy figure.
"It is cold."
If I have a cup of coffee.
That hot and mild, deep coffee.
Michael thinks of coffee which can be bought for 1$ like Nectar that is the drink of life.
Michael looks up at the sky.
'Is there a God ?'
Cold winter , his body is getting weak.
It is so hary thing to live with this old body outside.
Even thougth he lived long time outside.
But. the thing that kills people is mind, not substance.
Sometimes,Despair kills people.
"DduBuk Ddubuk"
"Ddabak Ddabak"
Michael heard two footstep like a duet.
But, It was not from the church , from the oppsite side to the church.
Michael slowly turned his head and looked behind.
There were one old and one kid.
The old man wore a block suit and black sun -glass and he had also long hair.
The kid wore a white suit and white round hat, and blonde hair.
"Tadak Tdaddak , Tak"
"Hi"
He ran to Michael and said "Hi" with gazing Michael's eyes.
"Hi"
Unintentionally, He said "Hi" with his hand raised.
"What are you doing here?"
"..."
Michael thought to himself, What can I say to him who asks a homeless person who sits down on the road and begs.
"Well."
"Aren't you cold?"
"..."
'Desn't he even know he is looking at me?'
"There is a lot of food where we will go . Do you want to go with us?"
Michael felt his mind like a kid. Becuase he asked the embarassed question.
"Ha..I can't"
"Why?"
"I can not stand up"
"So?"
"I can't, Because I can't stand up"
"Why?"
"..."
'What shold I do?'
Suddenly the kid grabbed him and pulled.
"Stand up"
The kid was really strong and as a result Michael's body was raised.
But.. He could stand.
..
His leg was moving.
The kid ran to the church, Grabbing the hand of Michael.
Michael was to shocked and just followed that kid.
Michael was running.
Between waves of green trees.
The green tree's waved in front of the church.
Michael waslaughing.
His laughing was the biggest in his life.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
"hey"
"Ya?"
"Why did this man laid down here?"
"Well . let me see. Oh,My... he is not breathing !"
"What? call the hospital,Now"
"O.K"
posted by the blog at 3:23 PM
1 Comments:
I like your story and invite students to read it. You give a unique perspective on life in our city. Through your writing, we see this world up close and in detail, feel the texture.
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