{"id":1264,"date":"2020-12-03T12:08:23","date_gmt":"2020-12-03T12:08:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/pk\/poetryforall\/?page_id=1264"},"modified":"2020-12-03T12:08:23","modified_gmt":"2020-12-03T12:08:23","slug":"my-storybook","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/pk\/poetryforall\/raymond-antrobus\/my-storybook\/","title":{"rendered":"My Storybook"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I want a future family<\/p>\n<p>I stumble to the foster<br \/>\nparents car. I don&#8217;t look back<br \/>\nat mum, what I do is cry.<\/p>\n<p>As loud as an elephant wailing<br \/>\nwith his trunk but before<br \/>\nI try to look back we&#8217;re off,<br \/>\ninto the horizon.<\/p>\n<p>Up into the scary hills of the<br \/>\nforest, I tried to run, I was<br \/>\njust put back inside<br \/>\ntheir house.<\/p>\n<p>I stumble, I want confidence<br \/>\nto help me cope for<br \/>\nsometimes I went too far.<\/p>\n<p>I want time for my life<br \/>\nto play out<br \/>\nsometimes people laugh at me<br \/>\nand I cry.<\/p>\n<p>I want to move on like<br \/>\ntime travel, up in space<br \/>\nthough I know it&#8217;s not real.<\/p>\n<p>I want a loyal shield that,<br \/>\nprotects me when people<br \/>\nsay mean words so they just bounce<br \/>\noff and back to the bully in front of me.<\/p>\n<p>I want the life of a tiger,<br \/>\nso confident and free at the dead of<br \/>\nnight.<\/p>\n<p>I want to be by my mother<br \/>\neven though she didn&#8217;t look<br \/>\nafter me well.<\/p>\n<p>I want my dreams to come true,<br \/>\nand I magically appear as<br \/>\na little girl in a world<br \/>\ncalled Story Brook.<\/p>\n<p>I want to be a famous actor,<br \/>\nthat beamed on stage as if<br \/>\nshe wasn&#8217;t nervous.<\/p>\n<p>I want a life in a fairy tale,<br \/>\nlike Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs,<br \/>\nor Cinderella or the evil queen<br \/>\nfrom once upon a time.<\/p>\n<p>By Ruby<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I want a future family I stumble to the foster parents car. I don&#8217;t look back at mum, what I do is cry. As loud as an elephant wailing with his trunk but before I try to look back we&#8217;re off, into the horizon. Up into the scary hills of the forest, I tried to &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/pk\/poetryforall\/raymond-antrobus\/my-storybook\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">My Storybook<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":10563,"featured_media":0,"parent":1102,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-1264","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/pk\/poetryforall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1264","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/pk\/poetryforall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/pk\/poetryforall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/pk\/poetryforall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/10563"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/pk\/poetryforall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1264"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/pk\/poetryforall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1264\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1265,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/pk\/poetryforall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1264\/revisions\/1265"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/pk\/poetryforall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1102"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/pk\/poetryforall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1264"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}