I just stumbled across this poem, thanks to the dad of one of my 6th graders. It came from the blog Just An Inquisitive Soul. Maybe Inquisitive is the author? When I googled The Queen poems a slew of different poems popped up. No time (or patience) to wade through them right now. I am not procrasti-googling (see procrasti-baking post) at the moment.

The Queen

As a woman in this world,

We’re told to behave.

Be in your limits,

Don’t dare to crave.

For centuries it has been,

Women treated less than men.

They were things to conquer

And humans to tame.

They shouldn’t be seen,

Neither the skin nor hide

Taught to sit silent,

And let anger pass as a tide.

But there was someone

A different woman, Oh yes.

Who knew her boundaries,

But couldn’t care less

She made her rules,

And broke many of the others.

She set sails to her destiny,

Not caring for the chatters.

A young boy, mesmerized

Asked her once.

You’re not ordinary,

Coz you act like a princess.

She looked at him and smiled,

Twirling her hair, she replied.

I’m not a princess mon chéri,

For I’m the Queen of my life.

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The aforementioned 6th grade jeune homme is a talented young man. He is quite an accomplished musician already and he bakes very well! Last week, he made a cake for his classmates and we ate every crumb. Délicieux!

Yogurt cake is a French go-to dessert recipe. I have seen many variations of it and made a few myself. This one features the addition of Nutella. Hard to go wrong there (unless you are allergic to hazelnuts or chocolate).

James’ Gâteau au yaourt