When sick,
I remember being a child.
I remember the coughing,
trouble breathing, and
days indoors.
The girls thought I was gross,
spitting phlegm into trash cans
during gym.
The teacher still made me run laps,
I would do my best,
but I would start coughing
and would spit into the trash cans
every lap.
No one was impressed.
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3 comments:
growing up with asthma. been there. but we didn't have trash cans.
I've been sick many times. Sometimes so sick I wondered if I would live. Each time I take it as a personal challenge to overcome the sickness. Still, I think health is a gift, nothing earned. Thanks to God.
Man, they should've given you a doctor's note.
Well said. Could definitely see it.
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