The Tremendous Tales of Tappy’s Travels : Episode 2 -Reflection

Part of an ongoing series. New episode posted every other Sunday. Scroll down to start at the beginning. 

On the first day of her journey, it wasn’t much of a thrill
She had been walking for hours and there was no life in sight still
She searched and searched for signs of existence
But it was getting impossible to keep her persistence

Realizing that there was no life around for miles and miles
She chose to stop in her tracks and embrace in the moment for a while
Stopping felt uncomfortable to Tappy, almost strange and obscure
When was the last time she felt this way? She wasn’t even sure

In Tappy’s town, everything moved at a rapid pace
No one ever had time to just stay in one place
There were tasks to finish and jobs to fill
Everyone just kept working, even against their own will

Tappy never questioned it and went along with everyone else
But this new feeling she was feeling was a feeling she never felt
After getting over the discomfort, stopping sort of felt good
It was a feeling that Tappy would have never understood

Appreciating the new change of urgency and speed
Tappy found herself some shade underneath an oak tree
As she listened to the wind whisper sweet rhythmic sounds
She realized something incredibly profound

With silence and loneliness, she was able to think
She was free to wander and follow her instinct
In Tappy’s old town, everything was planned in a pre-destined path
You had to keep moving and never look back

Tappy was told all her life to behave in a certain way
She was only allowed to drink from certain wells and eat from certain heaps of hay
She never questioned it before because it was the way things were
But now that Tappy was able to think about it, it wasn’t what she preferred

She was taught by her elders to respect the rules of the system
But now she didn’t know why she had to follow it when she didn’t understand them
It was because she didn’t have time to think about whether it was right or wrong
But now that she thought about it, she had been following a broken system all along

Driven and motivated by her new-found thoughts
Tappy rose up from the shade and walked with gusto in her trots
With just one day away from her town, she had discovered so much already
She wanted to continue her path of knowledge by moving on steady

So with her head held high and her stance up tall
Tappy continued to trot along without any hesitation or stall
“Watch out world, I’m coming to you fast,
I will accomplish my mission and show everyone at last.”


The Tremendous Tales of Tappy’s Travels: Episode 1 – The Departure

Tappy was your average horse, from your average town
Her tail was quite course, her hair a dirt brown
Tappy never excelled in many games or sports
She wasn’t exactly the same of any type of sorts

In fact Tappy was quite plain in poise and in stance
Her awkward appearance didn’t give her much of a chance
You see in Tappy’s community it was all about looks
And well Tappy wasn’t a fair mare in any of their books

The town was divided in ranks determined by certain breeds
Mares, broodmares, stallions, and the noblest of steeds
In Tappy’s town, she was the lowest rank of all
She grew up in the poorer parts of town in the poorest of all stalls

However, Tappy with her positivity told herself times and times before
“You’re not the prettiest mare out there but at least you’re no bore”
So with that Tappy always managed to hold her head up high
To walk with a purpose, talk with a cause, and preach to the sky

Though Tappy always tried to stay strong, it sometimes got tough
To not have others see her as lovable but instead persistent and rough
Tappy had learned from her experiences to always put up her walls
Because she knew the lower you kept them the harder you’d fall

Because of this, she did not have many friends
But the one she did have made her quite content
Her friend Puffer was the only one who understood Tappy quite well
She was the only mare able to bring Tappy out of her shell

Puffer was a different breed of horse with hair quite fine
She would sometimes make fun of Tappy’s hair, but it never got out of line
Puffer was a lighter shade of brown, a healthy tint of medium beige
Her eyes were small, but expanded quite largely when enraged

The two would frolic and play
Laugh and talk all day
Share ambitions for their lives of tomorrow
Lament and cry about all of their sorrows

So it was in Puffer that Tappy shared her biggest secret ever
Tappy told Puffer about her bold endeavor
She would leave her town and venture on her own
Leave her stall and everything else she has known

Puffer gasped and huffed upon hearing the tale
She asked Tappy, “Do you know what that entails?”
Tappy replied, “Of course I do, you silly goose. I’ve thought about this through and though.”
Puffer said, “Well as your friend, you have my support, but I’m coming with you.”

“As much as I would love to have you by my side,
I know you have your own dreams and I have mine
But our paths will cross again, don’t you fret and fray
And when we meet again, my, that will be a glorious day”

So with that, Tappy began trotting on her epic quest
With nothing more than a satchel of supplies—no more, no less
As she proudly walked away from the place she used to call home
She was nervous yet excited for the places she would explore and roam


The Box of Lost Items

By: Vina Vo

On her birthday a magical box appeared
One she had never seen
In her room, by her bed, it stood still
Glowing a fluorescent green

Slowly she approached the mystery
With great caution and great care
What could it be? She wondered
What could be in there?

Reaching for the box’s flaps
She lifted them one by one
And what she saw inside of it
Left her pleasantly stunned

The box contained items
She had lost for all she knew
But how did they get in there?
This couldn’t possibly be true

She sorted through them gleefully
Looking at old socks, books, and toys
She found homework, pencils, and hairbands
Even some poems she wrote about boys

She found letters from friends
A sweater she forgot at the park
She even found a camping flashlight
The one she had dropped in the dark

So many wonderful treasures
All neatly packaged and tucked
She couldn’t wait to tell her mother
Of her incredible birthday luck

She ran to go find her
To share in this amazing surprise
She knew she didn’t really lose all those things
They were just hidden somewhere, in disguise

Reluctantly her mom came
To see what the fuss was for
But to the girl’s dismay
The box was gone, her items lost once more

For Judy


Rex the Friendly Dinosaur

Rex was a friendly dinosaur
The friendliest one around
While other T-rexes were roaring loudly
He made the faintest of sounds

Rex loved to sing lullabies
And he especially loved to dance
While the others wanted to trample on things
Rex just loved to prance

Rex loved telling funny stories
And filling others with happiness and joy
And unlike the other T-rexes
Rex was great at sharing his toys

Rex loved pretty flowers
Especially ones in shades of pink
He would always give them away with a smile
And added an extra wink

He didn’t fit in with the other T-rexes
For they were scary and mean
They liked to cause fear in others
And that just wasn’t Rex’s scene

Rex was happy being himself
Because that was all he could be
So what if he was different?
Being yourself is key


Beach Day!

Sand through my toes
Sunshine on my face
I love going to the beach
It is my favorite place

Sounds of ocean waves crashing
And seagulls overhead
I am so glad that I am here
And not  inside instead

I like playing in the water
And making sand castles on shore
And if I get hungry for a snack
I can make delicious s’mores

My least favorite part
Is having to leave for the day
I would stay here forever
If I had it my way


Back-to-School Blues

I remember when I was a kid, I dreaded the end of summer. It meant waking up early, doing homework, less TV, and sitting for hours. Now that I’ve been out of school for a few years, I kind of miss the feeling of dreading the end of summer, since summer is now just a season and not a holiday.

In honor of many students starting school again, I wanted to post one of my children’s poems which is apart of a greater collection of children’s poems. You can read more here in my writing section. Please pass it along to all your brothers, sisters, cousins, nieces, nephews, or friends who may be experiencing a bit of the blues.


Illustrated by Charlene (Cookie) Pham