All language subtitles for Stillwater s03e04 Sounds Like Poetry

Done, Carl.

Hey, everybody.

Guess what?

You found your missing notebook?

No, silly. I get to read a poem I wrote
at the Cultural Arts Assembly.

What marvelous news.

Everyone in my class gets to do
something, like a song or a dance.

And my teacher said I should read my
poem.

I know a poem.

Roses are red.

Dragons are blue.

Oh, thank you for sharing your poem with
us, Carl.

I hope I can do as well as you in front
of the assembly.

Don't worry. You're going to do great.
You had no problem getting on stage for

the school musical.

But this show feels different.

I'll be standing on stage all by myself,
reading something I wrote.

Poetry comes from the heart.

And that means you'll be sharing a bit
of yourself along with it.

I had to do a reading at an assembly
once.

I practiced over and over again until I
was confident.

Maybe you could do the same.

You want to read your poem to us?

Oh, please read your poem.

It would be so delightful.

Music to my ears.

Poem! Poem!

Poem!

Guess it couldn't hurt to practice.

I will be reading a tonka.

It's a kind of Japanese poem.

I call it... Hummingbird.

Hummingbird's buzzing. I'm swaying to a
soft breeze.

My wings touch tall grass.

Standing alone in nature. I'm never
standing alone.

Oh. Yeah.

That's the best poem I've ever heard.
The words were so swoopy. Your poem

made me feel just like a hummingbird.

Thanks. I just thought about something I
like and about being in nature.

Then I put them together.

Two things together?

Sweet mochi and green bamboo.

That will be my poem.

I want to write one, too.

What's mochi?

It's a sweet, sticky rice.

Especially delicious when wrapped around
ice cream.

Mmm, sounds good.

It is.

Now. Let's find you two some paper so
you can write your poems while you feel

inspired.

So, what'd you think of the reading?

Um, the reading?

You did a great job reading.

Looked like you were having fun up
there.

I wonder if Stillwater needs help
finding that paper.

But what did you think of the poem?

Oh, the poem.

It was interesting.

In what way?

It... Gave me something to think about.
Great. It's supposed to.

So, what were you thinking?

Oh, I was thinking that I didn't really
understand it.

You don't have to understand it, as long
as you feel it.

You didn't feel it either?

So that means you didn't like it.

I'm really sorry.

I'm not trying to upset you.

Maybe I shouldn't have said anything.

No. You were being honest.

But I wish I hadn't asked you what you
thought.

Is everything okay, Michael?

I didn't understand Daddy's poem.

Oh.

I'll see if she would like her notebook
back.

Hello, Addie.

I think this belongs to you.

Thanks, but you can keep it.

I don't want to read my poem at the
assembly.

You seemed so excited to read it
earlier.

Did something change?

Michael didn't like it.

I can see how that would be
disappointing.

You know, Addy, everyone experiences art
differently, whether it's a poem or a

painting.

Sometimes it means you might not like
it.

But what if I want everyone to like it?

There's someone I think you should talk
to.

And on the way, I'll tell you a story
you might find amusing.

I'd like to hear something amusing.

Now, this story takes place at an art
gallery not so very long ago.

An art gallery is a little bit like a
museum.

Here, artists would show their latest
masterpieces.

One evening, three young artists were...
doing just that.

They had their finest artwork on
display.

They were extremely nervous because a
very important art critic was there to

see everyone's work.

Here he comes! Oh, I hope he liked my
painting.

Oh, me too.

It was clear the artist greatly valued
this critic's opinion.

I don't understand it.

I don't feel it.

I understand it.

I feel it.

But I don't care for it.

The artists were disappointed.

Especially when the critics... praised
the very next thing he saw.

Now this, this is a masterpiece.

Ah, the way it leans. Such a bold
artistic statement. So common, yet so

sublime. What an accurate depiction of
yielding to the futility of tidiness.

To me, that is art.

It looked like a plain old broom to me.

Ah, there it is.

Been looking for this everywhere.

Excuse me, is that your artwork?

No, kid, it's my broom.

You'll never believe this, but a famous
art critic just called it a masterpiece.

Really? Well, everyone's entitled to an
opinion, I guess. And if you want

mine... These three right here are the
real masterpieces.

At that moment, the three artists
realized that one opinion doesn't

determine an object's worth, no matter
how important the critic.

Michael wasn't snooty like that art
critic.

But I understand how those artists felt.

When someone doesn't like something
you're proud of, it doesn't feel very

good. I knew you'd understand that
story.

And now?

We have arrived.

It's Mr. Morgan.

Is he the one you wanted me to talk to?

Yes, he is.

Mr. Morgan knows what it's like to write
something from the heart.

Just like you.

Everyone in my class is going to perform
a song or a dance.

And what kind of art will you be
sharing, Eddie?

Poetry. It's something I wrote.

Oh, that's fantastic.

You must be so excited.

I am.

I mean, I was.

I practiced reading my poem, but not
everybody liked it.

Then let me guess.

That made you question if your poem is
any good.

And if you're any good at writing poems.

How'd you know?

Because I've had those same feelings
plenty of times myself.

You know, a lot of people like my books.

But some people don't.

Really? But your books are so much fun
to read.

Well, thank you, Eddie.

But not everyone feels that way.

In fact, it's impossible for everyone to
feel the same way about everything.

So, do you just focus on the good things
others say?

Oh, no.

If I believed the good reviews, I'd have
to believe the bad ones, too.

Instead... I just believe in myself.

Yourself? If I'm happy with what I
write, that's all that matters.

I love my mochi, shaded by a bamboo
tree. It tastes oh so sweet.

Strawberry and green tea.

That's what's inside my mochi.

Mochi ice cream sure is fun.

Now I want to eat me some.

Bravo! Oh, yeah!

After hearing your poems, I suddenly
have a craving for mochi ice cream.

Addy, I'm really sorry for upsetting you
before.

I didn't mean to.

It's all right, Michael.

I've learned that not everyone is going
to like my poem.

And that's okay.

Does that mean you're going to read your
poem at the assembly?

I can't believe I'm going to go out
there and sing in front of everyone.

Y'all do great. I love your singing.

Thanks. But what if they don't like it?

Or the show?

How can you be so calm?

I'm calm now.

But I was worried earlier and thought my
poem wasn't any good.

But now I realize there's only one
person I have to please out there.

Let me tell you a story about three
artists who had their art in a show.

Thank you.

I will be reading a Tonka poem I wrote
called Hummingbird.

Hummingbird's buzzing.

I'm swaying to a soft breeze.

My wings touch the grass.

Ah, what a beautiful day for a hike.

Even the leaves are dancing with
excitement.

This is going to be the best nature hike
ever. I can't wait to look for all the

birds in my book.

Very interesting.

There's so many to see. Did you know
these woods are home to an amazing 30

species of birds?

Whoa! That's a lot of species!

What's a species?

Species is just a scientific way of
saying different types of birds.

See? Some birds fly as high as planes.

while others don't fly at all.

Today, I'm going to find as many as I
can. And every time I see one, I'll get

to put a check in one of these little
boxes.

So many boxes.

You may have to look all day.

That's a lot of birds.

Well, if anyone can check up all those
boxes, it's Michael.

Now, everyone remember, being a good
bird watcher requires patience and

careful observation.

What you see depends on where you look.

Bird-watching eyes are ready!

I think we're all excited to look for
some beautiful birds.

Let's see what we can find.

Fun fact!

Birds will use what's available to make
their nests.

You see a bird?

Maybe it'll come back.

It was so fluffy.

It was fluffy? How fluffy?

Like this much feathery.

But are you sure, Carl? I also looked at
the bird. I thought it was smooth.

Hmm. Okay. So smooth or fluffy?

What color was it?

one of these.

Let's just keep walking.

I'm sorry, Michael.

I know you want to see birds.

We will look for more.

Thanks, Koo.

Just remember, we need to be really
observant so we don't miss any details.

Okay?

Ah, so much beauty around us, isn't
there, Michael?

Uh-huh. Did you know the White-Crested
Laughing Thrush travel in flock?

How lovely to have friends to fly with.

up here no way oh it's gone

maybe it was an eagle or a hawk or what
about an osprey or maybe it was a

dragon a big fire breathing one i'm not
sure it was as big as a dragon but

it was really big

An owl?

Awake during the day?

A big northern hawk owl. Or maybe a
pygmy owl.

Oh, what a wonderful surprise.

A butterfly pretending to be an owl.

A butterfly that looks like an owl?

Let's just keep going. There's nothing
to see here.

Alligators here.

So much more to see.

Across the log we will go.

What an adventure.

Wait for me.

Are you enjoying the nature hike,
Michael?

Not really.

I'm the only one who hasn't seen any
birds today.

And that's the only reason I came along.

The only reason?

Well... Maybe not the only reason, but
it was important.

Sometimes when we put all of our focus
on one thing, everything else can become

invisible.

If we only look at what is in our hand,
we may miss something right under our

nose.

Would you like to hear a story?

I always like hearing your stories.

And I always like telling them to you.

Now then, many years ago, there was a
small town that was on its way to

becoming a big city.

Benjamin had just started his new job as
a maintenance worker.

Every day, He would inspect the town's
brand new sidewalk for chips and cracks.

There's one over there, and another
here.

Benjamin was so focused on his work, he
never looked up from the sidewalk

beneath him.

Beautiful day, isn't it, Benjamin?

Indeed that it is.

Several years passed, and Benjamin was a
little older.

And so was the sidewalk.

And he continued to keep a watchful eye,
taking detailed notes of any cracks he

found. Oh, this crack has grown.

And over here, somebody had a spill.

But while he continued to focus only on
the sidewalk, he didn't notice the big

changes that were taking place around
him.

Even more years passed, and now Benjamin
was very old.

and still hard at work inspecting the
sidewalk.

Excuse me.

Pardon me.

If you wouldn't mind moving a bit, I
just need to inspect this crack.

Benjamin, for your many years of hard
work, our great city thanks you for your

service.

Oh. Thank you, Mr. Mayor.

Over all these years, you really must
have seen a lot of changes.

Ah, yes, I have.

And the sidewalk used to be short, but
now it's very long.

And I've watched many cracks form over
the years.

I was referring to all the changes that
have gone on in our great city.

When you started, we were a very small
town. But look at us now.

Whoa!

Benjamin was so busy looking down at the
sidewalk all these years...

He never noticed the changes that were
happening up above.

Now, how will you spend your
well-deserved vacation?

Imagine all the things I could have seen
if I just looked up every once in a

while. Well, I'm going to start doing
that right now.

I've been acting a lot like Benjamin
today. The whole hike I've been focused

on my book instead of looking up around
me.

In order to really experience the world,
we have to open our senses.

Only then are we able to see all the
remarkable things around us.

What do you see when you look around?

Well, I see lots of trees and a creek
and a panda.

Yes, all those things are here.

Now, close your eyes.

Let's tune in to everything around us.

What do you smell?

I smell fresh pine needles and wet
leaves.

And what do you feel?

I feel dirt crunching beneath my shoes.

What do you hear?

I hear the wind blowing through the
leaves, and...

I hear birds!

A woodpecker! And a robin!

Tell me, Michael.

Now what do you see?

I can't believe it!

anything off your list no but i found
lots of amazing things that weren't on

my list come on i'll show you aren't you
gonna use your book

i'm gonna look up for a change

do you hear that

that's a woodpecker wow oh and look over
there a dragonfly whoa and

robin See?

Aww.

time.