The sun is nice and bright
The sun
is so bright
like you
But when
the sun
go's down
it's dark
but it's
still light
Then when
you wakeup
have a nice
sunny day
And on a
sunny day
make sure
you go
outside to
have fun
The sun is nice and bright!
Friday, January 23, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Keona, age 8, Deer Chase Elementary
JACK AND LINA
Once upon a time there was a little boy named Jack and his sister Lina. They were walking along a path named Silly Monkeys. They heard noises like birds singing, alligators snapping, crickets chirping, and wind blowing. There are all types of animals that live on the path also. Suddenly, Jack heard Lina singing a song. “What are you singing?” asked Jack. “I am singing rock to the beat,” Lina said. “Rock the beat, what kind of song is that?” replied Jack. Well it is an old-school song. Ohhhh! An old-school song. “Do you want to sing along?” asked Lina. “No thank you!” Jack and Lina saw a lot of things along the path. They saw flowers, lots of trees, and some amazing insects. Then they both got tired and went home to live happily ever after.
The End!
Once upon a time there was a little boy named Jack and his sister Lina. They were walking along a path named Silly Monkeys. They heard noises like birds singing, alligators snapping, crickets chirping, and wind blowing. There are all types of animals that live on the path also. Suddenly, Jack heard Lina singing a song. “What are you singing?” asked Jack. “I am singing rock to the beat,” Lina said. “Rock the beat, what kind of song is that?” replied Jack. Well it is an old-school song. Ohhhh! An old-school song. “Do you want to sing along?” asked Lina. “No thank you!” Jack and Lina saw a lot of things along the path. They saw flowers, lots of trees, and some amazing insects. Then they both got tired and went home to live happily ever after.
The End!
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Martha, age 19
Vejigantes masks. They are used in a Festival in a place called Loiza Aldea, in Puerto Rico.
This winter, I went with my family to visit relatives in Puerto Rico.
We visited the Botanical Gardens and this is a statue of a Taino Indian,
made out of wood.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Cori, age 16, Evans High School
Vanish
Its New Years.
My Resolution : To become invisible.
I'm tired of hurting.
I'm tired of hurting other people.
Hurting the people i love the most.
My family, my friends.
Why can't i just disappear?
That would make it easier on me.
Make it easier on my loved ones.
My life is turning in the wrong direction.
My best friend is gone.
I can't breath.
Life, itself, is suffocating me.
I'm slipping away.
My friends can see it.
It's causing them hurt.
I could vanish.
They wouldn't hurt for long.
They would build a bridge and get over it.
I'm finding myself cryng more than i should.
I've become so bloody emotional.
I would ask for help, normally.
But, what i really need, is for my loved ones to back off.
Let me hit rock bottom.
I need the experience.
I need to be able to pull my own self back up.
Please, i'm begging you.
Don't hurt because of me.
Your making it worse.
I'm a horrible person.
My New Years Resolution : Dis-a-freaking-pear
Its New Years.
My Resolution : To become invisible.
I'm tired of hurting.
I'm tired of hurting other people.
Hurting the people i love the most.
My family, my friends.
Why can't i just disappear?
That would make it easier on me.
Make it easier on my loved ones.
My life is turning in the wrong direction.
My best friend is gone.
I can't breath.
Life, itself, is suffocating me.
I'm slipping away.
My friends can see it.
It's causing them hurt.
I could vanish.
They wouldn't hurt for long.
They would build a bridge and get over it.
I'm finding myself cryng more than i should.
I've become so bloody emotional.
I would ask for help, normally.
But, what i really need, is for my loved ones to back off.
Let me hit rock bottom.
I need the experience.
I need to be able to pull my own self back up.
Please, i'm begging you.
Don't hurt because of me.
Your making it worse.
I'm a horrible person.
My New Years Resolution : Dis-a-freaking-pear
Friday, January 2, 2009
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