Old Big Question:
How did language begin? Who decided what each thing would be named and how did it spread all over the world?
New Big Question:
Why do we spend so much of our lives going to school locked up in classrooms or working inside of a small office, while there is a huge world out there we could be exploring?
I had a really hard time looking for sonnets that related to my big question. I finally found a sonnet about traveling on a website and this was the closest one that related to my big question. I found the sonnet on a website called teenink.com where people are able to get together to post sonnets in which they have written themselves. Therefore, I only know the author's username and not their full name.
Sonnet on Traveling
By: Smasher62
Travel is life’s little delights
Cruising down the Thames
Tokyo’s beckoning neon lights
Most rejuvenating some claim
A moment of pure bliss
A means of uplifting the soul
An opportunity one cannot dismiss
Who needs to be cajoled?
The best way out of a funk
Is when one is in nature
From the cool temperate which oft smells of skunk
To the hot tropical of the equator
Travel should be every man’s desire
That’s why I can’t wait to retire
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