2-25-06
This blog is inspired by true events!After watching the movie Eight Below yesterday, I decided to see how much poetic license I could create based on my own life.
But just because I am employing “poetic license”, I’m not going to write this as a poet as I don’t want to spend that much time making everything rhyme.
The now very much middle-age man was born many years in a small town in southeastern Oklahoma. His good looks and nature wowed everybody from the second he was ejected from his mother’s womb.
"Man, that’s a handsome baby!” the doctor remarked.
The boy grew quickly, brightening the life of all those around him. He never sucker punched cousins or friends who offended him, instead offering kind words to soothe their shallow egos since they knew they could never measure up to the young lad.
He quickly grew tall and straight, never having to reply on leg braces to fix legs that were a mess. Once, as he sat in a baby chair, the young boy almost fell out of the chair, but caught himself at the last instant, preventing a loss of teeth that would force him to wear false teeth up until he was in school.
After entering school, the teachers were amazed with him. He didn’t spend most of his time trying to have fun and irritate girls.
“He’s such a good boy!” his teachers remarked to the boy’s mother.
As he grew older, the boy excelled in both sports and academics, never just coasting by to keep his parents from getting angry.
When he reached his teen years, the boy continued to grow and never allowed himself to have a gut. On that day of his ninth-grade graduation, he almost stepped through glass, an injury that would have bothered him the rest of his life.
Instead, he stepped back and moved the glass to prevent anybody from stepping through the glass and almost cutting off a big toe.
He was soon excelling in high school athletics, leading his teams to excellence the school had not seen in years.
As a senior, he was recruited by schools all over the country.
“Boy, he’s a stud!” Barry Switzer is supposed to have said. “If we can get him to play for us, we’ll be kicking some serious #$@%!”
Instead of continuing on to athletic excellence the young man chose instead of focus on his academics, never making below an “A” in college.
Despite the lure of the nightlife, the young man never succumbed to going out and drinking beer into the wee hours on the night before a test. In fact, he never allowed a drop of alcohol into his system, saving thousands of dollars and brain cells in the process.
After graduating with honors, he was flooded with job offers, not just one from some dinky paper in Texas. He held out for a while and then decided to start his own business, one that would prove satisfying to him and also help so many others.
He avoided debt and saved as much money as possible. Thousands of people benefited from his help and lived a better life.
The man helped renovate his home town and bought many houses, fixed them up and sold them to residents, making some money but also benefiting the town.
He started golfing in college and soon mastered the game, hitting drives that soared out of sight. His short game and putting were outstanding. Several pros asked him for help with their game, but he turned them down, instead choosing to focus on helping the amateurs get better.
When the two local banks were having problems and outsiders wanted to buy them and put the banks together, he was able to inject enough capital into the banks and provide advice to prevent a sale and a merger that would damage the town and its citizens.
The money just flew in and the man soon found himself wealthy. He discovered a new way of buying and selling stock that increased his fortune. The man shared it with others in an ebook that brought in enough money so he could build his high school a combination gym and football stadium.
They would call it the Hall-a-dome, a facility with a roof that could either be open or closed depending on the weather. The county basketball tournament was moved to Heavener and because this was the nicest facility in the state, many tournaments were held here.
This is my life based on true events. Yes, this is a stretch, but hey, nobody said it was what happened, just that it was based on true events.
But just because I am employing “poetic license”, I’m not going to write this as a poet as I don’t want to spend that much time making everything rhyme.
The now very much middle-age man was born many years in a small town in southeastern Oklahoma. His good looks and nature wowed everybody from the second he was ejected from his mother’s womb.
"Man, that’s a handsome baby!” the doctor remarked.
The boy grew quickly, brightening the life of all those around him. He never sucker punched cousins or friends who offended him, instead offering kind words to soothe their shallow egos since they knew they could never measure up to the young lad.
He quickly grew tall and straight, never having to reply on leg braces to fix legs that were a mess. Once, as he sat in a baby chair, the young boy almost fell out of the chair, but caught himself at the last instant, preventing a loss of teeth that would force him to wear false teeth up until he was in school.
After entering school, the teachers were amazed with him. He didn’t spend most of his time trying to have fun and irritate girls.
“He’s such a good boy!” his teachers remarked to the boy’s mother.
As he grew older, the boy excelled in both sports and academics, never just coasting by to keep his parents from getting angry.
When he reached his teen years, the boy continued to grow and never allowed himself to have a gut. On that day of his ninth-grade graduation, he almost stepped through glass, an injury that would have bothered him the rest of his life.
Instead, he stepped back and moved the glass to prevent anybody from stepping through the glass and almost cutting off a big toe.
He was soon excelling in high school athletics, leading his teams to excellence the school had not seen in years.
As a senior, he was recruited by schools all over the country.
“Boy, he’s a stud!” Barry Switzer is supposed to have said. “If we can get him to play for us, we’ll be kicking some serious #$@%!”
Instead of continuing on to athletic excellence the young man chose instead of focus on his academics, never making below an “A” in college.
Despite the lure of the nightlife, the young man never succumbed to going out and drinking beer into the wee hours on the night before a test. In fact, he never allowed a drop of alcohol into his system, saving thousands of dollars and brain cells in the process.
After graduating with honors, he was flooded with job offers, not just one from some dinky paper in Texas. He held out for a while and then decided to start his own business, one that would prove satisfying to him and also help so many others.
He avoided debt and saved as much money as possible. Thousands of people benefited from his help and lived a better life.
The man helped renovate his home town and bought many houses, fixed them up and sold them to residents, making some money but also benefiting the town.
He started golfing in college and soon mastered the game, hitting drives that soared out of sight. His short game and putting were outstanding. Several pros asked him for help with their game, but he turned them down, instead choosing to focus on helping the amateurs get better.
When the two local banks were having problems and outsiders wanted to buy them and put the banks together, he was able to inject enough capital into the banks and provide advice to prevent a sale and a merger that would damage the town and its citizens.
The money just flew in and the man soon found himself wealthy. He discovered a new way of buying and selling stock that increased his fortune. The man shared it with others in an ebook that brought in enough money so he could build his high school a combination gym and football stadium.
They would call it the Hall-a-dome, a facility with a roof that could either be open or closed depending on the weather. The county basketball tournament was moved to Heavener and because this was the nicest facility in the state, many tournaments were held here.
This is my life based on true events. Yes, this is a stretch, but hey, nobody said it was what happened, just that it was based on true events.
posted by Craig Hall at
7:43 AM
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