The thing about ice tea, is that it sorta needs the ice. So, I dropped an ice cube into the thermos. Talk about a mistake. BAM The thermos broke. My first thought? Was it "Oops"? Not in the least. It was "Whoa! What a way cool noise! Totally awesome!!!" Then, I thought "Oops, I guess I'll have to buy mom a new thermos."
The reason I'm telling this story? As homework for my creative writing class, I wrote a poem that tells this story. Ok, so it didn't tell the story exactly as it happened. In the poem I'm making the ice tea for myself. At first I did try to write that I was making the tea for my mom, but it just came out awkward. But, who I'm making it for is a minor detail. :P The real bit of the story is that I break the thermos, and in particular who the thermos belongs to. Oh, and also my immediate reaction being "Cool!" rather than "Oops" is sort of an important detail.
I actually didn't have to buy mom a new thermos. But, that's another little thing that I figured the poem would be better off without. ;)
Hey, since when does poetry have to tell things exactly as they happened, and provide every little detail about everything?