Norwegian Farmer’s Son…October 3rd

October 3rd…“TELL US ABOUT ANY OTHER EXTRACURRICULAR ACTIVITIES YOU ENJOYED AT BATTLE GROUND HIGH SCHOOL.”

POEM – “No Sort For Sport”  by N. Elliott Noorlun

“Yer too puny, They’ll kill ya on the field!”,

When I asked Dad to play Football.

Better to have me as, A living young man,

Than dead or crippled from a fall.!

So then, while wrestling, I made a wrong move,

With my head being hammered to the mat.

Coach took me to hospital, Concussion severe,

As I groaned while I laid there kersplat!

And then there was Track, Where I chose the High Jump,

I hoped to be a high reaching star.

But the more I practiced, The worse I got,

As I lowered and lowered the bar.

Too short for Basketball, Can’t swing a bat,

Too slow for the Cross Country Squad.

It seemed that no sport, Was ever to be,

No winner’s trophies to laud.

It didn’t take long, For me to learn,

To escape from getting contusions,

Was to play the sport, Of “Running Amok”,

And “Jumping To Conclusions”!!! 😉