"Smile" By Uncle Cracker

Smile by Uncle Cracker

You´re better then the best
I´m lucky just to linger in your light
Cooler then the flip side of my pillow that´s right
Completely unaware
Nothing can compare to where you send me
Lets me know that it´s ok
Yeah it´s ok
And the moments when my good times start to fade
You make me smile like the sun
Fall outta bed
Sing like a bird
Dizzy in my head
Spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold
Buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Oh, you make me smile
Even when you´re gone
Somehow you come along
Just like a flower poking through the sidewalk crack and just like that
You steal away the rain and just like that
You make me smile like the sun
Fall outta bed
Sing like a bird
Dizzy in my head
Spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold
buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Oh, you make me smile
Don´t know how I lived without you
'Cuz every time that I get around you
I see the best of me inside your eyes
You make me smile
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold
Buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
You make me smile like the sun
Fall outta bed
Sing like bird
Dizzy in my head
Spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold
Buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Oh, you make me smile
Oh, you make me smile
Oh, you make me smile

“Smile,” by Uncle Cracker is a perfect example of a song which depicts certain poetic devices. Uncle Cracker, composes at flawless effort in creating a beautiful ballad. At first listen, you notice Mr. Cracker’s easiness agility to illustrate the intoxicating emotions of falling in love. This pleasing song endeavors constant similes. “You make me dance like a fool,” “Shine like gold,” “Buzz like a bee,” the list goes on. These similes are simple but like all popular songs, these similes are catchy.  Another device used through out this song is personification. Uncle Cracker, projects his compassion towards this women as a “drive” to make him crazy. “You steal away the rain,” is a metaphor used in this song to exemplify this women’s power to take away the bad. This line also represents symbolism where the rain is symbolic to the bad in the world. “I’m lucky to just linger in your light,” is also symbolic in which light represents the good. This also expresses the way Mr. Cracker feels around this women. Uncle Cracker, does a unbelievably satisfying job to stimulate the idea of falling in love by using hyperboles. It’s not possible to feel like the sun, shine like gold, sing like a bird, or forget how to breathe. However, being in love can help one imagine what these objects may feel like. This song is influential and innovating masterpiece!

Concerned Parent

3189 Skaha Lake Road,
Penticton, British Columbia,
V2A 7C3

May 25, 2011

Mr. Kleats
Head Hockey Coach
123 Main Street
Sportstown, British Columbia,V2A 1W3


Dear Mr. Kleats,

My name is Gage Buchanan. I am the father of Rupert Buchanan, a present hockey player of your team. This is my son's first year of hockey and I couldn't be more happier. He loves this sport! 


Mr. Kleats, as a coach you are highly admired by all. As a volunteer coach, we appreciate your time you spend, the relationships you build, and the want to grow as a team, with everyone of our children. There has never been a worry in my mind, that my child was on the wrong team with the wrong coach. Your tactics have exceeded not only my child's expectations but the publics. Taken on this job is a huge commitment and your willingly personality only comforts us. However, I am writting to you today to express my concern for not only myself but many other parents as well. Mr. Kleats, my concern to you is in regards of the change in your coaching dynamics.

Please understand I show deep appreciation for taking your own time out of your own life to show my child the sport of hockey. However, I have recently noticed the regular Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday practices have been cancelled and new short notice practices have been incorperated. Unfortunately, my son hasn't been able to come to many of these new practices as he has other commitments through out his week. I am well aware of many other players on your team who like my son are in the same boat. As a father, I too have my own weekly schedule, and as much as I love my son playing hockey, it is difficult. It would be extremely beneficial for not only myself and my son but the rest of the hockey team to have practices back on a schedule.

With these last minute practices being held, things have been a bit unorganized. I have noticed you too, seem unorganized. Now, please know I am not here to judge, and have no right too. I have no idea whats going on in your life but find it hard to watch my son fool around in practice, while you are making personal phone calls. I am paying for my sons uniform, tournaments, rink time, and gear. I am not paying my son to play around. I wish to see my son get the coach who I have seen once before. The coach who comes prepared to practices, cares about each child, and has a huge heart for the game itself.

This leads me to my main concern as a parent. Mr. Kleats, your goal as a coach has shifted in my eyes. The want for each child to get out there and understand the game, has been dictated by the want to win. It is nice knowing my son played on the team who won the city cup, but on the other hand knowing he only got to play 5 minutes a game, is a worry some. Rupert, has become afraid to play as he doesn't want to dissapoint you. Hockey, has become a form of punishment.The calmness and patience you once shared with all of us has been lost. My sons want to play hockey is now soon to be lost.

I appreciate your time in reading this. If you have any questions or concerns you may reach me at 1-(250)488-7564. I would love to hear from you.

Thank you!


Sincerely,

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Gage Buchanan