I'm so excited to be a Guest Designer this month on
Scrap That Poetry! The first Projects and Challenges are up NOW...check it out! The poem this time around was IF by Rudyard Kipling. You can read the poem below and after that are my 2 Lay Outs.
IF you can keep your head when all about youAre losing theirs and blaming it on you,If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,But make allowance for their doubting too;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,Or being hated, don't give way to hating,And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
We could pick one word or phrase from the poem and create a page or take the who poem and do something with it. I did two LO's and this first one I took a few lines and ran with it. Also brought attention to a few of the words individually. The pictures were taken at camp this summer during a "Corn Hole" Competition. Since My Husband, his Brother, Mother, and Uncle were getting a little more competitive than they should I thought it would be fun to do a page.
This picture is of my mother playing putt-putt in Florida. She was concentrating oh-so-hard!
