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La Clinica
by Susan Q TomasMomma trajo a 5 bebés a la clínica hoy
5 tuvieron el gripe
4 tuvieron la tos,
3 tuvieron los parasitos
2 tuvieron scabies,
1 tuvo dolor de oido.
5 vieron la enfermera,
5 vieron la doctora,
5 fue a la farmacia, y
5 fueron a sus casa,
5 fueron felices
The Clinic
Momma brought 5 babies to the clinic today
5 had a cold
4 had a cough
3 had parasites
2 had scabies
1 had an earache.
5 saw the nurse,
5 saw the doctor
5 went to the pharmacy
5 went home
5 were happy.
02/12/2007 Author's Note: I just returned from my second mission trip to La Ceiba, Honduras. This year I worked in the clinic. I don't have a medical backround what so ever, but my Spanish vocabulary expanded by leaps and bounds. Working in a clinic was truly moving.
Please pardon my poor Spanish in this poem. I know the patients pardoned my poor Spanish at la clinica.
Posted on 02/12/2007
Copyright © 2024 Susan Q Tomas
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 02/17/07 at 12:44 PM A touching scenario, and what I found interesting was the dichotomy between the human story encapsulated here, and the framework of numbers, which for me reflects the archetypal dilemma in medicine, the balance between personal involvement and detachment. Or maybe not :) Also, the numbers look remarkably similar in Spanish and English *inane giggle* |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 02/21/07 at 03:10 PM You've caught the ambience of mission clinic work in this succinct but descriptive poem from all I have heard and read. |
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