As I read the poem, it came to my mind, that it reminds me a lot of myself. As a teenager, boredom comes very easy. At least that’s how I feel. Sometimes I find it hard to be productive, doing something with my life or even socialize. “A peacock on my sneakers, A penguin on my head, A dormouse on my doorstep, Giants riding rhinos, An ogre with a sword, A dragon blowing smoke rings, A volcano in eruption, An earthquake. Being bored makes you daydream.” I can sympathize with Jack Prelutsky. He dramatically describes the creatures, and situations that you imagine right in front of your eyes. I definitely like the poem, because he writes things that I relate to.
I think that Jack Prelutsky was bored himself, when he was writing this poem. And that is why it describes boredom so perfectly. This is because he was stuck in his own imaginative realm, and he was but a prisoner of it. So therefore he strove towards writing a poem that perfectly describes his state of mind.
When i’m bored I do tend to imagine things, just like Jack describes, but sometimes I just think about what I can do in this moment. I think about what I’ll be doing later or what I want to do. I daydream about a nice sunny beach, or about having a good time with my friends. Boredom usually comes to me when i sit in front of a task, just like this assignment or i sit in school and I can’t pull myself together. I then start to procrastinate the task, pushing it to the last minute, but in this time, I still can be productive or do something because either i’m stuck in school or I become sad because I know what task lies in front of me in the very near future.
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