Row Rape: A Poem Analysis

“Row row row your boat, gently down the stream… Merily merily merily merily, life is but a dream.”
In life, everyone struggles and things do not always turn out perfect like we want it to. Sometimes people have to take charge of their own life in order to succeed and be happy. The nursery rhyme “Row row row your boat” displays this idea very well. This rhyme sings of how life is but a dream, but life is not always but a dream. In order to row your boat, or take charge of your life, you have to decide what you want in life and what it takes to get it. You have to row your own boat.
From early on I struggled with losing control of my life and my emotions and one day I finally decided to take charge and give myself the happiness I deserve. Being
I started out at a quaint little private school in Picayune, MS where I had maybe five or six students in my class up until fourth grade. The limited amount of people turned out to be a good thing though and I never understood that until I moved to public school in sixth grade. I took for granted my little sweet friends who were taught to love everyone because God loves everyone and that no matter the person’s size or color they are made in God’s image and are his creation which is
By Friday of that week we were moved into a small apartment in Oak Grove and starting at Sacred Heart on Monday. I hadn’t eaten since Wednesday from all the stress and tears that I couldn’t make go away no matter what I tried. My first day was all a blur, I rarely ate anymore, attempting to fix what I thought was “wrong with me”. Sixth grade was over and I made some nice friends and thankfully the bullying and name calling stopped but the piercing thoughts stayed with me.
Seventh grade came and I began to finally take charge, I tried out for basketball and softball and made the team for both. I began to eat healthier and exercise more often. I grew my hair out and still to this day at age fifteen haven’t cut it.
Eighth and ninth grade passed as I continued to lose weight and finally learned to start loving myself. Those hateful thoughts began to appear less and less until they finally almost completely disappeared. Now I have the best friends I could ever ask for and I’m healthy and in good shape. I look back on all the pain I experienced from something that seems so stupid now and realize how I am actually grateful for what happened to me. Those hateful thoughts still find a way to creep in occasionally but their sting is a lot less rough now. I took control and I began to row my own boat for me, not anyone else. I made my life the way I wanted it to be in order to be happy. My life can appear as