tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46737559150290394662024-03-28T08:50:10.792-07:00Mrs. Huff's Stuff: Authors and Artists Writing Club!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger256125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-52930769191821019942024-03-28T08:49:00.000-07:002024-03-28T08:49:18.050-07:00Ode Poems<p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>An ode is simply a lyrical poem, written in regular or irregular verse, that pays tribute to the love you have for one specific person, experience, or object. In honor of Valentine’s Day, my classes attempted to write an English Romantic Ode. It could be </i></span><i style="text-align: left;">4-30 lines long, and the topic would be anything they loved, from a favorite pet, to a stuffed animal, to a pencil that brings them luck on your math test. The only "no no" was it could not be about an electronic item or superficial things they owned or wanted to own.</i></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><i style="text-align: left;"><br /></i></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>~Fun Fact: Odes are usually dedicated to monumental heroes or ideas. Pablo Neruda, however, revolutionized the form of odes to everyday things.</i></span></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>~Another Fun Fact: “Ode” is a Greek word for “sing,” or “chant,” so this poem is meant to be read aloud!</i></span></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>~Yet another Fun Fact: An ode has been called a “Celebration of a Subject!” So if you ever have an ode written about you, you know you’re pretty amazing!!</i></span></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"><i>It was fun for me to get to know my students even more by reading their poem about something or someone they truly loved. Enjoy these samples!</i></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;">My Family, by Kaia (4th grade)</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"><i style="font-variant-caps: normal;">I love this tribute to Kaia's family-- her love shines </i><i>through!</i></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">My sister is very kind!</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">But she's moody all the time.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">She helps me whenever I need it,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Evem when I can't see it.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">My mom is smart and very loving.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Inspring and sometimes touching!</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">She works super hard</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">And I love her with all my heart!</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">My dad is calm and fun,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">And teaches me a ton!</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">He is bright and relaxed,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Just like a star!</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">There's no need for a test,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">My family's obvioulsy the best!</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;">My Sister, by Aarushi (4th grade)</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"><i>I love Aarushi's use of flowery poetic language and style!</i></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Apurva, Apurva, Apurva, my dear sister,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">The one that has always been there for me.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Apurva, Apurva, very sweet, yet teasing and rude,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Which matters not,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Hair of brown, eyes of brown</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Never would I let you down!</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Apurva, Apurva, overprotective and hard-working,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Yet quite clingy, which matters not,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">I will love you with every moment I've got.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Apurva, Apurva, gorgeous dark brown hair,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Luscious and gracious</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">I love you every day!</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">No matter what anyone would say!</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;">Chocolate, by Ian (4th grade)</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"><i>Ian, what a great topic for an ode. I love chocolate, too!!</i></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Chocolate tastes like a crunchy gooey dream</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Kit Kat, milk chocolate, chocolate ice cream.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">You taste good no matter when or what is going on.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">You come in squares, you come in shapes of coins.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">No matter what you look like, melted, crushed,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">I always feel the delicious love</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">No matter the moment,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">No matter the time,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Your sweet sweet goodness makes me feel fine.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">If I'm sad in my room,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">All I need is the taste of you.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">You are crunchy and so creamy</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">And you are so dreamy!</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;">Math, by Luke (5th grade)</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"><i>Sorry, Luke, I can't agree with you on your love for math! But it's a great, passionate poem!</i></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Math, how mysterious you are, you confuse me.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">But you make me happy.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">You are complicated</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">But yet so simple.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">You make me think hard</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">And think simple.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Oh, you shan't be my enemy</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">But not muy love,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Your variables look impossible</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Your integers are boring and effortless,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">You shock my body with complication.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">You are always there for me</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">On a piece of paper.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">You give answers, but not always,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Your numbers and equations are always there.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Some equations don't look related,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">But they're the exact same thing as others.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">You are my passion and life,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">And tease every brain cell in my brain!</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;">My Bed, by Ben (6th grade)</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"><i>This descriptive ode made me want to take a nap! Love the rhyme and rhythm in this poem!</i></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">To my soft, soft bed,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">I love you so much!</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Enlightened by your feel and touch,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">You are as white as the snow I sled!</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Through day and night,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">You linger on my mind,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">My pillow and blanket, I am pleased to find.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Sleep in more-- sure I might!</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">To my soft, soft bed,</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">I would take you on a walk!</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Day after day, we'd talk and talk</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;">"You soothe, calm, and relax me," to my bed, I said.</p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-8522416877317539622024-03-01T10:05:00.000-08:002024-03-01T10:05:08.714-08:00Love Poems<p style="text-align: center;"> <i>For Valentine's Day, my 1st-3rd graders created a beautiful, thoughtful piece on what Love meant when thought of through the 5 senses. I just love these!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3TwYu2vEWUDF8HuRXCbCHVGBcYB_JrnaWhomwMB1ERLF29Or-CBkJpmYy21VU2_ygS0JyYjOPm_oWpK-50sb-W_1JyiIimxe9YFPjeKJt8-Mt0pfUyrxRLZPwrAMCGBGQrkUruNutG53wBbVWCLnrA-mA0-f4D4IGk_vWC5VkOBYsRUr63aIHtHpzk5k/s2938/IMG_6282.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2938" data-original-width="2308" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3TwYu2vEWUDF8HuRXCbCHVGBcYB_JrnaWhomwMB1ERLF29Or-CBkJpmYy21VU2_ygS0JyYjOPm_oWpK-50sb-W_1JyiIimxe9YFPjeKJt8-Mt0pfUyrxRLZPwrAMCGBGQrkUruNutG53wBbVWCLnrA-mA0-f4D4IGk_vWC5VkOBYsRUr63aIHtHpzk5k/w502-h640/IMG_6282.jpg" width="502" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>David, 2nd grade</i></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh12fvjE4AnPHEYiNt8brbJ6IdaGAofn_mHbtp0WX5UBKsVpoTjjwF7ONBOke8djyTiDVBRcSvwR9ep4_kTnLAFHR7Ew3HWsJ6K05C-e80UpeHto5W3opKsIUmXaFoNLZfY_BgBSxKHcw45pbNZy3FBXSi163q2QsA3pvqPlRVpAlxrqEOTbqsAZdwlLAQ/s2948/IMG_6283.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2948" data-original-width="2324" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh12fvjE4AnPHEYiNt8brbJ6IdaGAofn_mHbtp0WX5UBKsVpoTjjwF7ONBOke8djyTiDVBRcSvwR9ep4_kTnLAFHR7Ew3HWsJ6K05C-e80UpeHto5W3opKsIUmXaFoNLZfY_BgBSxKHcw45pbNZy3FBXSi163q2QsA3pvqPlRVpAlxrqEOTbqsAZdwlLAQ/w504-h640/IMG_6283.jpg" width="504" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Hana, 1st grade</i></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwH8OZpuQqa7oFa42NBfgapCQWKBe4sRN2xFTIcnE5Swh9rWexkCw_HAbuf82wPc7PtSlHeUDlicdtKsoS5Z_CCnnYHyE176DFsJ7hB__1RjjbAq1zgq93iKXsJ9xnf1rMUu1l2X0HDMvZTbmdmEHfjX5seWNTpAFGL-PhW1uTfkjeC3ZD1bRKW2Y0J5w/s3233/IMG_6284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3233" data-original-width="2454" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwH8OZpuQqa7oFa42NBfgapCQWKBe4sRN2xFTIcnE5Swh9rWexkCw_HAbuf82wPc7PtSlHeUDlicdtKsoS5Z_CCnnYHyE176DFsJ7hB__1RjjbAq1zgq93iKXsJ9xnf1rMUu1l2X0HDMvZTbmdmEHfjX5seWNTpAFGL-PhW1uTfkjeC3ZD1bRKW2Y0J5w/w486-h640/IMG_6284.jpg" width="486" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Iris, 2nd grade</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>3rd grade sample to come!</i></div><br /><i><br /></i><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-86446018639961911122024-02-26T21:52:00.000-08:002024-02-26T21:52:40.128-08:00Snowman Draw Game!<p style="text-align: left;"><i><span style="text-align: center;">My returning students were very excited to play this </span><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"> On Demand Writing Game (think Monster Daw a few months back!) </span>where they get instant feedback on the importance of descriptive language and adjectives! Here's how you play:</i></p><p></p><p style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: left;"><i>Step #1: Draw a snowman, complete with background and plenty of colors.</i></p><p style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: left;"><i>Step #2: Describe your snowman and scenery with adjectives that tell size, shape, color, and number. Make sure your writing can be read! Don't leave out a single detail, because....</i></p><p style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: left;"><i>Step #3: Trade papers, and draw your partner's snowman as they try to draw yours!</i></p><p style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: left;"><i>Winners were voted on by the class. Enjoy this set of amazing artwork and writing!</i></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Risha's Snowman (3rd grade)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> <span> My snowman is made of two big snowballs. It has two tiny, black, round eyes. Its nose is s small orange carrot nose. It has a big smile with four pieces of black coal for the mouth. On the top of its head, it has a beanie with a black pom pom. The top half is red, and the bottom half is green. My snowman has black stick arms, and they are facing up. I love its clothing! Its wearing a scarf with eight red rectangles and seven green rectangles. The background has gray snow at the bottom with snow falling.</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4DHvdHiWN5D8xbY1DH5Qi6scnF3MC2cuVqR1LmM32-WPgLGkqvKc04FsPx1KK8MAMtHuPRO-tF4-dFiTDS5iKr9vkKzTWkzYYeNxiijq83WMX75MQVuv1EfQt9BtpcCq37gc9boRx9sSNYsZ775NjHjFPF8HV5-nGpku6kAYwUs-4KDEcEFJPGEW8u1k/s4032/IMG_6046.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4DHvdHiWN5D8xbY1DH5Qi6scnF3MC2cuVqR1LmM32-WPgLGkqvKc04FsPx1KK8MAMtHuPRO-tF4-dFiTDS5iKr9vkKzTWkzYYeNxiijq83WMX75MQVuv1EfQt9BtpcCq37gc9boRx9sSNYsZ775NjHjFPF8HV5-nGpku6kAYwUs-4KDEcEFJPGEW8u1k/w300-h400/IMG_6046.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Risha wrote so clearly, that her partner Ella (3rd grade) drew this very close match!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitdA6wCOh7DYH8jmTrAVgn9CVZK2UgeZtLfoKpXEaCpiK0X9o9UJMM_6Qtc_W6PXn4PuqPv1KeCy_dg5eIlCA6avKz1mQeQ24eUAR0edP-HX_QTyn6om1jg0yyojTbiqFKhnH6AobP6ZfSkUlg0DgqXSIerKYs6qhWU3dcpRUOCF97JjswvhP_OErY6bM/s4032/IMG_6045.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitdA6wCOh7DYH8jmTrAVgn9CVZK2UgeZtLfoKpXEaCpiK0X9o9UJMM_6Qtc_W6PXn4PuqPv1KeCy_dg5eIlCA6avKz1mQeQ24eUAR0edP-HX_QTyn6om1jg0yyojTbiqFKhnH6AobP6ZfSkUlg0DgqXSIerKYs6qhWU3dcpRUOCF97JjswvhP_OErY6bM/w300-h400/IMG_6045.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">William's Snowman (4th grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> My snowman is made of two snowballs. The snowball on the bottom is a teeny bit longer than the top one. He sits on a snowy hill with some grass.</span></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> My snowman has an aqua blue hat with a black and yellow buckle on it. His eyes and smile are made out of little pebbles. His nose and horns are made out of carrots. He has a yellow and orange scarf. His arms are made out of </span></span>sticks, and he has "half snowballs" to show he has muscles. He has two buttons on his belly. He also has a yellow and black belt. He is a blue snowman.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> On top of him, (there is a little space), a little to your right, is a gray crescent moon. To the right of you, there is a light blue cloud and there are medium sized snowflakes that are blue underneath the cloud. To the left of you, there is a red house with a brown roof and two yellow windows and doors.</span></span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Typ0wd7lryTM24lQSSGrTGMwYDiwejZgyMScIjBn5tQV_gXM7_yambeJ5byJIjRUnDC23dIDdcosktJprH-8qk3UsyLKmbVbgAn4fP06Oui1_H7fMP3V7JW5hbcZwthv6l5ZP-TUR2Khv_1_4Z0DpS7ZIUexnH38joN09T1_abv6w1dmnz-2mgnmKLg/s3951/IMG_6014.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3951" data-original-width="2825" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Typ0wd7lryTM24lQSSGrTGMwYDiwejZgyMScIjBn5tQV_gXM7_yambeJ5byJIjRUnDC23dIDdcosktJprH-8qk3UsyLKmbVbgAn4fP06Oui1_H7fMP3V7JW5hbcZwthv6l5ZP-TUR2Khv_1_4Z0DpS7ZIUexnH38joN09T1_abv6w1dmnz-2mgnmKLg/w286-h400/IMG_6014.jpeg" width="286" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">William had never played this game before, and look how accurately he wrote! He got his partner Chuyu (4th grade) to draw this!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGRLDSYD2hqoflfBjRJqbGg6qHp7OYJjeebTrFV_zpsyNq_HyhwzP4tzWukZYPTeuYBGMUHa-v-0Z0wauzmGKNY-RRgAfceOrjG8JoeXi5XdcNmdheBSvv44XPFs71MbJ5wjz6atEOb0OrAQmjA4WDxJ9g8HW_DdQ-j2XM2s7kISG7FgTHYoabL1lKf_g/s4032/IMG_6013.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGRLDSYD2hqoflfBjRJqbGg6qHp7OYJjeebTrFV_zpsyNq_HyhwzP4tzWukZYPTeuYBGMUHa-v-0Z0wauzmGKNY-RRgAfceOrjG8JoeXi5XdcNmdheBSvv44XPFs71MbJ5wjz6atEOb0OrAQmjA4WDxJ9g8HW_DdQ-j2XM2s7kISG7FgTHYoabL1lKf_g/w300-h400/IMG_6013.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sara's Snowman (4th grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> My perfect snowman is tall and has three round balls that build up, like a typical snowman. Her bottom ball is larger than the rest, her middle one is medium-sized, and the top one is the smallest. My snowman amost touches the top of the page.</span></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> She wears a cute turquoise beanie that does not go that high, but the dark purple pom pom that is placed directly on the top gives it an extra length. The base of the hat is a rounded triangle. The pom pom also has a red heart in the middle. Her eyes are the size of the holes on the left side of the paper and have two small cirrcles placed diagnoally across from each other. The middle of the eye is black. My snowman of course has a carrot nose. The nose is an orange gradient starting darkest from my left to the side, and it faces the right side.. The mouth consists of tiny coal circles forming a smile reaching from one side to the other. My snowman also has pink cheeks.</span></span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span> <span> The middle of the body is pretty simple. It has two medium-sized heart shaped buttons with three black dots, one on the bottom and two on the top. The buttons are placed in the center of the middle of the middle circle, and are in a normal place you would see coal buttons. The heart shaped buttons are a darker pink color. Finally, she has two stick arms that have three tiny stick fingers. They reach to almost the edge of the page and stick out in a straight line.</span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span> <span> The lower ball also has a heart shaped button, and looks exactly the same but is slightly bigger. The color of my snowman's body is a super light pink.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span> <span> My snowman's background is white, but has three dark pink clouds. One is placed under YOUR right arm and all look like a normal cartoon cloud. Another is placed a few inches above the same arm, and is the same color. The last one is directly on the other side and the same color. There are eight medium snowflakes, and behind the bottom ball are light yellow hills. They are half circles.</span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOmLBCvsvM1qEahZIQiJufJcI4KCwbOhdi7xoAVYNsLEUuSgaN6Pz70H6ptTh7erSbpee-HGqiVDLyxK1TKZUT3sDptHETa6fjCXtMrqBl6NGAEAmOFqMvKDGTVJK72_uw8_FDPcCU9-vjkxLphnYklGki68Ixodo3AzhY9ulwHi0r20J32E7pco_zcTs/s3877/IMG_6008%202.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3877" data-original-width="2972" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOmLBCvsvM1qEahZIQiJufJcI4KCwbOhdi7xoAVYNsLEUuSgaN6Pz70H6ptTh7erSbpee-HGqiVDLyxK1TKZUT3sDptHETa6fjCXtMrqBl6NGAEAmOFqMvKDGTVJK72_uw8_FDPcCU9-vjkxLphnYklGki68Ixodo3AzhY9ulwHi0r20J32E7pco_zcTs/w306-h400/IMG_6008%202.jpeg" width="306" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">WOW! Sarah wrote A LOT with great description! She and her partner almost ran out of time, but Myles (4th grade) read carefully and drew quickly, and got this super match!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHVtiOww0TbEnyaIho_EoBIYGDTwPeDCaVYgr_3u2obNhKOyCYY7wQ2Ce6kQLkQLkupYPe7IrHrSOON8L3mQIA3bCYkGQvM666LdNH9_djl7VsviWQFcH7HRfhasVO2DMJA7ErvaQiBnvmj_gPng_W5CwBEBe9BTB9y0u0ph7a5AZN1VjoS7q5m9Mi6Nc/s3767/IMG_6009%202.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3767" data-original-width="2896" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHVtiOww0TbEnyaIho_EoBIYGDTwPeDCaVYgr_3u2obNhKOyCYY7wQ2Ce6kQLkQLkupYPe7IrHrSOON8L3mQIA3bCYkGQvM666LdNH9_djl7VsviWQFcH7HRfhasVO2DMJA7ErvaQiBnvmj_gPng_W5CwBEBe9BTB9y0u0ph7a5AZN1VjoS7q5m9Mi6Nc/w308-h400/IMG_6009%202.jpeg" width="308" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Congratulations to our winners!</div><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-78356228478348869312024-02-26T21:50:00.000-08:002024-02-26T21:50:48.169-08:00Superb Sentence Writing <p style="text-align: center;"> <i>One of the most important lessons we do for the year is learning how to make boring sentences into exciting ones. We learn that a sentence needs to have five things to be a grammatically correct sentence:</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>~ A capital letter at the beginning</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>~ A mark of punctuation at the end</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>~ A subject, or noun</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>~ A predicate, or verb</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>~ A complete thought</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>We start off with the grammatically correct, but boring sentence:</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><b>The snowflake falls.</b></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Then, we add adjectives, adverbs, prepositional phrases, and dependent clauses to create the perfect picture in our readers' minds of exactly what we want them to see. Each sentence ends up being as unique as snowflakes themselves!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i> We refer to this assignment often, as we try to improve any "boring" sentences that creep into our writing on longer assignments. With this foundation of grammatical concepts, we are ready to apply all we've learned on future longer pieces!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Enjoy these samples across the grades!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;">1st grade sample to come</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAhmC2zW54WfMD85G9-M246DAjk7e6QZeD62tzTPZgEGxcrW-0HvT9ftKmrsSul1X7yvIEGONall5OHHfinNf9IoKFbO5LW1Q3YuxKfPcF5HNjQTH_RAe9IzaCkWGPRfzHcfK_UouFPgqGATBh8wQCBmVWFcVeZGuet0K-x4RLeU9qv1SUl2xipdn4R9M/s2890/IMG_6259.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2890" data-original-width="2250" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAhmC2zW54WfMD85G9-M246DAjk7e6QZeD62tzTPZgEGxcrW-0HvT9ftKmrsSul1X7yvIEGONall5OHHfinNf9IoKFbO5LW1Q3YuxKfPcF5HNjQTH_RAe9IzaCkWGPRfzHcfK_UouFPgqGATBh8wQCBmVWFcVeZGuet0K-x4RLeU9qv1SUl2xipdn4R9M/w498-h640/IMG_6259.jpg" width="498" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The purple, beautiful, pretty and cute snowflake falls slowly in Lake Tahoe in a soft field at 10:00 at night.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">By Emily (2nd grade)</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyw8JISJASejW8NVtBj4qUs5Jhhlso6i1DN_mHDOGHU9QLmPxZT_YgaQbdclMCJyWEnP4U6ZjjM565_TVqClFcOEXKuzzQc6up17scUUCYGgnSfg7uH9FkIPNj26HA-ou3fR6bJxk08yNKIEcRsoqaOANL0o14gngKhr097Y_73UTaXAAWgd7fbbYemo0/s2993/IMG_6260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2993" data-original-width="2258" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyw8JISJASejW8NVtBj4qUs5Jhhlso6i1DN_mHDOGHU9QLmPxZT_YgaQbdclMCJyWEnP4U6ZjjM565_TVqClFcOEXKuzzQc6up17scUUCYGgnSfg7uH9FkIPNj26HA-ou3fR6bJxk08yNKIEcRsoqaOANL0o14gngKhr097Y_73UTaXAAWgd7fbbYemo0/w482-h640/IMG_6260.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">As the sun awakens, an intricate graceful snowflake delicately falls down on a sugary plot of snow.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">By Ella, 3rd grade</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggm01FUYEffC3dmm5c6qps4iOQ7AB4G5gZwmzBOk42c4eFBC5LjKzuC_vkGn3m7JnP-UaiJldwSmZ48mMwr8hmy8drIMPC11sA-E0pc2IzMUZqYYHM4CLIUGtGQNPTShet7e36oB75EkVZkggx85xb-MwEia3Py6u2k3ce6opKxy3ENvJLJ2KVwHwo9E4/s3204/IMG_6261.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3204" data-original-width="2372" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggm01FUYEffC3dmm5c6qps4iOQ7AB4G5gZwmzBOk42c4eFBC5LjKzuC_vkGn3m7JnP-UaiJldwSmZ48mMwr8hmy8drIMPC11sA-E0pc2IzMUZqYYHM4CLIUGtGQNPTShet7e36oB75EkVZkggx85xb-MwEia3Py6u2k3ce6opKxy3ENvJLJ2KVwHwo9E4/w474-h640/IMG_6261.jpg" width="474" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The spectacular white snowflake falls gracefully at the crack of dawn where two icy rivers meet.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">By Adelynn, 4th grade</div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-61996016926442863782024-02-26T18:18:00.000-08:002024-03-03T16:06:27.379-08:00Happy New Year!<p style="text-align: center;"> <i>We started off our Winter-Spring session by reading a New Year's poem and responding with our thoughts on New Year's resolutions. Enjoy these samples from across the grades!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Happy New Year, by Evie (1st grade)</p><p style="text-align: left;"><span> <span> I have cool goals for 2024! I can be more helpful at home by feeding my gecko. I can be a better friend by giving someone a picture. At school, I want to get better at learning. Last of all, I can work hard at swimming and soccer, and learning about the world. It's going to be a great year!</span></span><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span><span>Happy New Year, by Elle (2nd grade)</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> I have great goals for 2024! I can be more helpful at home by making my bed. I can be a better friend by giving them a hug when they are upset. At school, I want to get better at not calling out, and not always getting up to walk to the teacher. Last of all, I can work hard at dance by practicing my splits. It's going to be an awesome year!</span></span><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">Amazing Goals for Me, by Joon (3rd grade)</p><p style="text-align: left;"><span> <span> I have some smart goals for 2024! I can be more helpful at home by going to sleep early. I can be a better friend by sharing and being patient. At school, I want to get better at getting 100% accuracy and also getting better at typing. Last of all, I can work hard at playing the guitar for the first time. It's going to be a wonderful year!</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span><span>My New Year's Resolution, by Leo (4th grade)</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> My New Year's Resolution for 2024 is to have a clean room. It's not that I'm messy. It's just that my 7 year old sister always, and I mean always, plays in my room and never ever cleans up after herself.</span></span><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span> <span> The reason for this resolution is because when I wake up in the morning, I don't like stepping on some random legos strewn about, because it hurts. A lot. Regretfully, I know this from experience.</span></span><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> The results of this resolution, if I succeed, is that then I can find my favorite books and drawings, unless my sister has "borrowed" them without permission and never gives them back. I MIGHT be able to succeed in this New Year's </span></span>resolution!</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Why New Year's Resolutions are Dumb, by Lydia (5th grade)</p><p style="text-align: left;"><span> <span> Imagine you wake up th day before the new year with a big smile on your face. You get dressed up and think to yourself, "Oh, what an amazing day. Let e start my new year's resolutions and make big changes!" Except crumple that idea up and throw it in the trash because I think new year's resolutions are dumb!</span></span><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> The first reason is because I think you can and should set goals any time. Why does starting a new year mean you should try something new or make resolutions? </span></span><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span> <span> The second reason is because you should've set a goal earlier in the year right after you learned that you needed to improve. </span></span>Why do you save all the big stuff at the end of the year, and only work on small stuff the rest of the year? I think that if you save all the changes for the new year, there was probably one that you should have done after you learned about the flaw!</p><p style="text-align: left;"><span> <span> In conclusion, I think that new year's resolutions are dumb, and setting bih goals any time is something that you should add into your life now!</span></span><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span><span><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span><span><br /></span></span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-1719129664107268922023-12-06T12:49:00.002-08:002023-12-19T09:57:54.725-08:00Color Poems<p style="text-align: center;"> <i>I love this assignment. Poetry is such a beautiful form of expression! Enjoy how each of these students perceive color in their lives, and how they express feelings and imagery through poetic tools!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 3pt; margin-left: 72pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">My Color Poem, by Mira (4th grade)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 3pt; margin-left: 72pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><b id="docs-internal-guid-1b89f503-7fff-f428-feb6-ff66ac1f2786" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: #efefef; color: black; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">White is the color of paper waiting to be seen, the soft fall of snow with a breeze,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: #efefef; color: black; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">White is the color of a polar bear’s fur, and the bright moon when you start to say “Brr!” White is the color of my front door, and the counter and the walls, but not the floor. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 3pt; margin-left: 72pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><b style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Orange is the color of pumpkins sitting in the store, and the feeling of fire and heat</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Orange is ripe persimmons on trees, the glow of the fireplace as you enter the house</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Orange is the lumpy carrot stuck as your snowman’s nose alongside your parents decor.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 3pt; margin-left: 72pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><b style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #f1c232; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Yellow is the burst of the hot sun that ripens the mangos until they are done, </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #f1c232; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Yellow is the flash of a buzzing bee, the feeling of joy and happiness to me,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #f1c232; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Yellow makes me bounce and I feel strong and proud,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #f1c232; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Yellow is the lights around a dark green Christmas tree.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 3pt; margin-left: 72pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><b style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #38761d; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Green is a young leaf’s first stage, next to the Evergreen trees,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #38761d; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Green is the burst of the very bright grass, by the river where the seaweed grows,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #38761d; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Green is the excitement when the traffic light turns green, </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #38761d; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Green is the feeling of growth and calm, a quiet and peaceful place to be.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 3pt; margin-left: 72pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><b style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #1155cc; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Blue is the sadness that you hope will leave, the waves and the ocean breeze,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #1155cc; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Blue is the sky that hovers above, and what you see when a bluebird chirps,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 3pt; margin-left: 72pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #1155cc; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Blue is the light from your computer, but the feeling of freedom and kindness.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #1155cc; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #1155cc; font-family: Cookie, cursive; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">My Color Poem, by Chelsea (4th grade)</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">The color violet is like the flower</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Or the grapes your mother gives you for a sweet snack.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Violet is the color of my friend's front door</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Standing there so vibrantly.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">The color yellow is the color of the </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Soft warm sand in summer,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Also the bright sun, warm and happy.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Even the color of the banana I ate this morning!</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">The color blue is like the ocean.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Its water salty and definitely not tasty!</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Also the color of the bright blue sky,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Or the small lake that shines in the morning.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">When the sun shines, it reflects bright light</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">On the small blue stream.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">The color green is the tree swaying in the warm breeze.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Also, the grass dripping on wet dew,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Or vines you find the in the jungle</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Blocking your path dangling from the top.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">The color orange is like the fruit dripping sweet juice to the floor,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Also the color of the Cheetohs I ate at lunch</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Making my fingers orange!</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Even the color of a poppy!</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">My Color Poem, by Aarushi (4th grade)</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #1155cc; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">The color aqua is like the ocean waves, splashing the shore.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #1155cc; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Aqua is the color of the sky.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #1155cc; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">It's like the clouds and skies were meant to be.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #1155cc; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">The color lilac is the most exquisite flower.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Like the breeze of spring.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Lilac is the color of dawn.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">The color rose is the most relaxing to be seen.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">It's like perfume on a dresser.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Rose is a chocolate wrapped in foil,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Wrapped in its blanket</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Like on winter days, drinking hot chocolate.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Peach is the color of peaches,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">As I bite into peaches, they crunch</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;"> like heavy boots stepping in snow</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Peach is the color of bubblegum.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">A the bubble forms on my lips, it POPS!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">When I let go.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Silver is the color of earrings.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">The earrings glimmer as they swing back and forth.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Silver is the color of metal</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Metal reminds me of the screws on my door.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">My Color Poem, by Acey (4th grade)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">The color grey is shadows</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Or thunder, waiting to strike.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Grey smells like danger</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Grey is the color of my blanket.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">The color light blue is the sky</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Or the color of my pencil.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Light blue is the color of the ocean.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Light blue is my favorite color.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Peach is the color of bubblegum.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Peach is the fruit</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Or even the color of my pencil.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Peach is the color of my favorite shirt.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">White is the color of the clouds.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">White is snow falling</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Or vanilla ice cream, "Sluuuurp!"</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Violet is the color of Mrs. Huff's pen,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Violet smells like flowers.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Violet is a sweet story</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">Which takes me in.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">My Color Poem, by Laila (5th grade)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">The color blue means the ocean swaying, dancing</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">across the sand.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">Blue is like a butterfly, wings outstretched ready</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">for flight.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">Blue is the last piece of sweet blueberry pie.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">Lemons are yellow, tart and sour</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">Yellow is the tips of leaves like the sun rising against the grass.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">The color yellow is the pencil in my hand spreading</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">its lead across the page.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">The color brown is my eyes, blinking and absorbing</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">my world.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">Brown is the soil helping plans grow strong</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">and fierce.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">Brown is the carmel oozing out of my chocolate</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">bar, deicious and warm.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">Red is the color of cartoon hearts spread</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">across a page.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">Red are the raspberries that sweeten my mouth</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">The color red is my knitted sweater, weaving </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;">in and out.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(116, 27, 71); white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="white-space: pre;">My Color Poem, by Ben (6th grade)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">The color brown is reminiscent of a</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">hyper active child.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">Friendly at times, yet still astoundingly obnoxious,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">It's the invigorating smell of leaves coming down</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">Or a refreshing piece of chewy, rich caramel.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">The color blue is the calm before the storm</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">The never-ending oceans of the world gone round,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">It's like a ballerina spinning round and round</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">Or the one and only great blue sky.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">The color red, bearing the bad news, is a</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">huge, dense rock, weighing you down.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">Maybe a cloud fogging up your mind,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">Red is the CRUNCH coming out of a juicy </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">plump strawberry</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">Or maybe the first CRACK, coming from a </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">dark red apple.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">Yellow, a man of ambiguity, whose intentions</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">never become known.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">The intermediate step from green to red,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">Like the lively lights on a busy intersection</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">Or the sun's healing rays, harmful and yet</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;">warm and cozy in the end.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Cookie, cursive;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-26148048828349983952023-12-06T12:49:00.001-08:002023-12-14T12:28:22.999-08:00Personification of Pumpkins and Leaves!<p style="text-align: center;"> <i>This is one of my favorite assignments of the session! We discuss the tool Personification, and how we can give non-human things human traits and voices! Some students personified pumpkins and interviewed them, and others did "Leaf Autobiographies." Enjoy these samples from across the grades!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></p><h1 dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-top: 20pt; text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Interview with Pie, by Jojo (4th grade)</span></h1><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Jojo M: I’m so glad I could interview you Ms. Pie. Thank you for letting me come and meet you.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ms. Pie: Thank you. My journey was very fun and interesting, but sometimes I was a bit bored.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Jojo M: Can you tell me a little bit about yourself?</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ms. Pie: Yes, I can. It all started when I was planted by a farmer called Sammie. She put me in this brown stuff and I was covered with it. Also, water was falling from the sky and I was drinking it. Through the weeks, I found a little green hat growing on my head. Every day it got bigger and more golden. One day, it was open and in full bloom. Then, on that same day, little flying things started hugging me. Later that warm afternoon, my hat shriveled up.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Jojo M: How exciting! What happened next?</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ms. Pie: Then, my arms started extending and before I knew it, my neighbor, Mr. Ray, said that if I kept touching him, he was going to hit me with HIS arms.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Jojo M: Oh my gosh! Were you okay?</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ms Pie: Luckily, I was. Now I will continue. Through the next days, I had started to turn orange and one day, Sammie cut me off my stem with these weird forky things. Then, she took me in and put me on a carnival ride. It was a spinny ride. It was so fun!!! In that ride, I made friends with two eggs, milk, brown sugar, cinnamon, ginger, nutmeg, and a pinch of salt. Then, I got poured into this weird cold stuff and I got put in a sauna. It felt so nice and before I knew it, I fell asleep.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Jojo M: Wow, that must have felt nice!</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b><span style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;">Ms. Pie: It was. Then, I woke up. I was out of the sauna and saw Sammie coming at me with a red canister that said, “Cool Whip.” Then Sammie squirted some cold, swirly white makeup on me.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> And here I sit, not knowing what is going to happen next, but I’m sure it will be fun! </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Jojo M: Well, I don’t want to spoil that surprise for you!!!</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="text-align: start;"></span></span></p><h1 dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-left: 144pt; margin-top: 20pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">The End</span></span></h1><div><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span id="docs-internal-guid-ff5fe171-7fff-3685-a2f2-3e518f6fb334"><span><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 3pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Pumpkin Interview, by Lydia (5th grade)</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Me: Hello, Mr. Pumpkin, it is very nice to meet you. You look amazing. I love the look on your face. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">P: Ok, whatever, I absolutely hate these upright standing creatures. First they killed my mother, then they kidnapped me, and finally they carved and painted my normal face into a monstrosity of insanity. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Me: That sounds bad. Would you like to talk a little more about it? Maybe your first memory?</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">P: I don’t remember much because I was so young. But I do recall just being really happy with my siblings and mother. That changed when the standing creatures came. With a wedge, they split my mom’s skull open! I could hear her screams of despair as the cruel creatures dug through her guts to find me and my siblings; it was an absolute nightmare. Then they kidnapped me! </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Me: That sounds horrible! What happened next? </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">P: If you thought that was bad enough, this is just the beginning of my torture. After they kidnapped me, the creatures carried me to a big area filled with brown stuff. One of the beings stuffed me into the brown stuff away from my siblings. How was I supposed to socialize now? Then they put even more brown stuff on top of me. Now I was in a cramped cell! </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Me: Ok, did you become thirsty?</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">P: Of course! I desperately needed water right after they stuffed me into the cell. I waited, and waited, and waited. I was becoming thirstier and thirstier. I felt weaker and weaker. Just when I thought I was going to die from thirst, some water finally fell from the sky and filled my cell in the refreshing liquid. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Me: That sounds like such a relief. Being unable to drink any water until the brink of death, that just seems scary. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">P: It most definitely was. Anyways, after my thirst was quenched, I heard the sound of the creatures again. I think they talked about watering me? They were so evil for not feeding me until I almost died. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Me: Those creatures seem so terrible. I wonder what they were thinking the entire time. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">P: I know, right? I just don’t understand how they can mess up being nice to someone! </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Me: Can you tell us what happened in the cramped cell? Did you grow? </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">P: I definitely grew. After around a week of just not doing anything, I finally started to grow legs. Then they became longer and longer, and more grew. It was pretty exciting. “Finally! Something happened!” I remember thinking. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Me: Okay, did anything happen next? </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">P: Not much happened for about twenty days, but on the twenty-first day, something did happen: I started to grow a big nose. After being in a dark and stuffy place for twenty-one days, you can imagine how refreshing it is to finally be able to breathe easily. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Me: That does seem pretty refreshing. Did you grow more, like the legs? </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">P: Actually, no! After a few days with the nose, they got replaced with even bigger noses that will actually grow more! Then the noses started to become longer and thicker. Now, they were like the combination of nose and arms. Not only did I get arms, now I could actually socialize with my siblings! It was a pretty happy moment. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Me: Now that I imagine it, I can see how happy you would be. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">P: Anyways, after that, a golden dress somehow grew out of me. It was weird! But luckily, it only lasted for half a day and shriveled up. But in that half a day, more of these standing creatures put a bunch of sticky powder onto the dress. I don’t know what their intentions were, but it was sus. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Me: When did you start to grow into a pumpkin? </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">P: I actually grew with the dress. I started as a small green ball, but after the dress shriveled away, I got bigger and bigger until I became an orange color. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Me: What happened next?</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">P: After I became big and orange, the standing creatures came back and cut me from my other body parts and only left me with the orange ball. And after that, the real nightmare was beginning. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Me: What was the nightmare? </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">P: When they cut me off from my other parts, the creatures took me indoors where I sat on a platform and waited for a few minutes. Then they came back with sharp razors and ridged spoons. One of them used a knife to cut open my skull and carved a big hole in my head. Then, another creature used the ridged spoon to scoop out all my insides. I felt every single stab and cut. After that, the creatures pulled out all kinds of knives and razors and started to carve away at my face. The pain was unbearable!</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">When the carving was done, I saw the hideous face they engraved on me. First, there were the stupid triangle eyes. It looked like the creatures tried to make a replica of their eyes but utterly failed. Then there was the nose. It was just another one of the triangle eyes. And lastly, there was the mouth, which was so lazily and poorly carved that the creatures didn’t even bother to give me a proper mouth with a full set of teeth! I only had two! But that wasn’t all. After the creatures finished cutting my face, they brought out colorful liquids. I think they were called paint? Anyways, they started to slather the paint all over my already destroyed face until you couldn’t even recognize a pumpkin underneath all of the liquid. And somehow, the creatures said that it looked amazing! When they were finally done with their shenanigans, one of them set me on the table, and where I currently am. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Me: Well, it has certainly been a pleasure to be with you, Mr. Pumpkin. Thank you for being here today. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">P: Thank you for distracting me from my misery. </span></p><div style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;"><span><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-size: large; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">An Interview With Pumpkin Soup</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-size: large; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">By Adeline (6th grade)</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></div><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Joe: Hello Soupy, how do you do? Would you like to be interviewed?</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Bartolomeu Algernon: It’s Mr. Algernon, sir. It would be most auspicious of you if you could call me that. And yes, sir, I consent to an interview. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Joe: Okay, well let’s get started with the interview! So, Soupy—er, Mr. Algernon, what is the first thing you remember in your life. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Mr. Algernon: Alas, I am senescent. Perhaps I may not be able to answer your questions. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Joe: Oh, please try, Mr. Algernon!</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Mr. Algernon: Alright, alright, be patient, child. Hmm, if I recall correctly, I was in a dark enclosed space. My companions and I stayed there for quite a while. We got quite exasperated, sitting there, waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting and wai-</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Joe: Yes, I’m sure it was very irritating indeed. What happened next? </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Mr. Algernon: Oh yes, I remember this part very clearly. It was quite painful actually. Excruciatingly painful. Oh, I was in so much agony!</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Joe: Oh dear, what happened?</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Mr. Algernon: Sunlight flooded into the space I was in, and I fell! I dropped into a dark colored mulch! And so much fell on top of me. Why, it crushed me. Mentally and physically. Oh dear, I thought I was lost forever!</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Joe: Holy smokes! How did you ever get out?</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Mr. Algernon: Hush! I’m not done yet! No interruptions. When I was in the mulch, I felt extremely dehydrated. Luckily, water soaked through the layer of soil on top of me and I immediately began to drink. This happened multiple times. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Joe: Interesting. So when did you come out of the soil?</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Mr. Algernon: Wait! No interruptions, I said so already. After a week, roots started sprouting out of my body, digging deep into the ground. They had voices too. Once, no water came through the soil and my roots screeched at me for liquid. If only they knew I couldn’t produce any. I thrusted my head above the soil and finally, I saw sunlight! Why, I could write you a whole story about the feelings I had right then…oh if only I had hands. At least I had leaves!</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Joe: Ooh, tell me about that.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Mr. Algernon: Children these days! Stop demanding, and say please. Why, back in my day…</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Joe: Oh alright, </span><span style="color: red; font-style: italic; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">please</span><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;"> tell me about the leaves, Mr. Algernon.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Mr. Algernon: I grew seed leaves, bland light green leaves. It took half a fortnight for them to be replaced by charming emerald green leaves. They were my vine leaves. I had the best looking ones in the patch. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Joe: What happened next?</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Mr. Algernon: How many times must I tell you to not interrupt? I grew more vines and small tendrils sprouting from the vines. They tried to fasten them to everything, jerking my vines into uncomfortable positions. How I despised them! Finally, amber colored flowers started growing. They were so beautiful, like the sun! Finally, I found my one chance of becoming a pumpkin, one of my flowers had a little green ball under it! Some bees were buzzing around, and one came over. It pollinated one of my flowers, and why, I was quite a ticklish young soul back then. It felt quite odd to be pollinated actually…hmmm…I believe there is a word to describe this feeling, actually…</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Joe: Yes, um, of course, Mr. Algernon, I think there is a word to describe that, but um, sir, may we continue?</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Mr. Algernon: Quiet, I’m thinking…oh alright, I’ll tell you more. After about a fortnight, my flower shriveled up and fell off. Why, I thought I’d never be a pumpkin after my brilliant flowers fell off. But I was an ignorant fool. The tiny green balls grew and grew until it seemed like they would burst. Finally, they turned a dark greenish color. I won’t bore you with the details, but a strange man with a straw hat ambled over, sliced my vines, and took me, a young pumpkin, to his house. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Joe: Hey, that man’s my grandfather!</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Mr. Algernon: Grandfather or not, he made me into soup. And now you’re staring into me like a maniac. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;">Joe: Well, uh, thanks for the interview, I guess. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><i>Another class wrote Leaf Biographies. They examined their lives from Spring all the way to Fall! Enjoy!</i></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><i><br /></i></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve;">My Life as a Leaf, by Vedant (3rd grade)</p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Spring</p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span> </span><span> I was born as a bud in spring. My tree was in Foothills Park. Life in my tree was okay. There were kids, teens, and grown-ups. Lots of the kids were riding on their parent's back.</span><br /></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span> </span><span> Everybody left, and I was the only bud awake. I was watching the dark blue, coated sky. I felt really relaxed watching it.</span><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span>Summer</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span> </span><span> I was a teen now. Life was okay, just like my life as a bud. I was green and tired. It was more lively now that it was summer. Kids were playing Airplanes on their parents' backs, kids jumping from branch to branch, grown-ups having talks with other grown-ups, and a lot more! </span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span> </span><span> </span> I, however, was in my house. It was Sunday, and it was probably the most wild day of my life. The park was sooo active today. Well, it was normally like this on a Sunday.</span><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span> </span><span> Suddenly, a water balloon came out of nowhere! We were all minding our own business. In fact, at first we didn't even notice!</span><br /></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> I was on my branch, and I saw the water balloon. So I shouted, "There is a giant water balloon coming towards us!"</span><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> All the other leaves gasped. Then, one of them shouted, "Run!" But of course, we couldn't. We're leaves!! It was too late. The water balloon had hit me, and a lot of others.</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span><span><span>Autumn</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> It's autun now. I'm all wrinkly and crinkled. Life is much slower compared to summer. I don't remember much about the water balloon incident. All I know is it was painful, and I'm wrinkled because of it.</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> One day, I was just chilling on my branch. I like to take naps because I'm old, and that's what old people do: nap. Anyway, that's what I was doing, but since I'm a leaf, I don't really sleep. I was resting on my branch.</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span> </span><span> After I was done resting on my branch, something happened. We all started falling because of the wind! I was terrifed. This was my first (and last) time falling. But it was exciting, too. All of my friends were falling too. But it was also cold. My friends and I were freezing!</span><br /></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span> </span><span> After we stopped falling, there was a gust of wind. It sent us flying everywhere. I didn't even know where my friends ended up.</span><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span> </span><span> It was morning, and I had been blown into a yard. There was a gigantic pile of leaves right in front of me. Just then, a man came out. He had a rake with him. He was coming towards me! Closer, closer, closer... wait a minute... I think he's gonna step on. me!</span><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span> </span><span> He's about to step on me. Oh no! This story is about to end. Bye bye! Wait! MrphMrphMrph....</span><br /></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve;">My Life as a Leaf, by Adelynn (4th grade)</p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span> </span><span> Spring</span><br /></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span> </span><span> Hello, my name is Magnolia, and this is my life story starting from Spring all the way to Fall.</span><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span> </span><span> I was born as a bud, lime green, in a cold place in Canada. I could see a cloudy sky, and the farmland next to my oak tree. I was glad to be alive; I felt fresh, happy, and like I had a long, interesting life ahead of me.</span><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span> </span><span> The next day, I met my grandparents. For some reason, they looked pretty crinkled, but I didn't care because I was so exctied. In one of the stories they told me, you can tell when it's the end of your life when you start getting crinkled and all dry. But lucky me, I didn't have any dry, crinkled skin yet! But I was worried for my grandparents. (PS, They bake great cookies!)</span><br /></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span>Summer</span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> It's Summer now. It's getting a little boring to be a leaf. Now I look green, big, and juicy. It's getting very hot, and there's green everywhere! All I get to see now are hot, sweaty farmers struggling to do their jobs. Things have changed now. No one talks to me anymore, and it's getting so, so boring. This one time the farmer got so annoyed, he threw his rake into our tree! Sadly, it knocked my grandparents right out of the tree, and now they live on the cement... argh!</span><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span><span>Autumn</span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> It's fall now, and I am orange, red, and getting into fashion trends. Everyone is wearing these colors, and I love it! Sadly, my parents have fallen. They're still alive though, but my grandparents-- waaahh! They passed away by wind blllloooowwinggg them into the street, and a car ran over them. I was so sad!</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span> </span><span> Whoosh! Uh oh, ahhh! I'm falling! I am so scared, angry, and mad because I know I am going to lose my grip and fly off the tree. </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">But suddenly, I realized that it was pretty fun! </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span> </span><span> The next day, I realized that I was getting crumpled. Then I suddenly remembered what my grandparents told me. "When you start getting crumpled, you're going to die." I start getting really nervous, and begin to cry! But at that very second, I realize that a boy is running right towards me, and for that second my mind floods with pur horror and....</span><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span>CRUNCH!</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span><span> </span><br /></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span><span><span> </span><span> </span><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: red; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></span></p><br /><br /><br /></span></span></div></span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-5518758426060069162023-12-06T12:49:00.000-08:002023-12-06T12:54:22.543-08:00A Wish List for Others<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="background-color: #fff9ee; caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px;"> </span><i style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px;">This is typically a time of year for kids to make wish lists and focus on what they want. So, I like challenging them at this time of year to see if they can think of others in need, and write a wish list on their behalf. My students had no problem thinking of others in need in their communities and the world. Enjoy these sweet samples!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;">Dear Heavenly Father,</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span> <span> I am writing this letter for the homeless population, who needs any type of warm shelter. They need this because they are out there in the harsh environment struggling to survive the scary and deadly world. If you gave them this, they will have shelter and food, and they will feel awesome! </span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span><span><span> <span> Thank you so much, Heavenly Father. I love you!</span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span><span><span><span><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> Matthew (3rd grade)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;">Dear God,</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span> <span> I am writing for the people who are ill or hurt, or are in need of treatment or medication. These people need these things if they cannot afford them, or are just in need of help for their health. If these people got these things, they could be much healthier and live an easier, longer life.</span></span><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span><span><span> <span> Thank you so much God. If you can give the injured these things, I would appreciate it!</span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span><span><span><span><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> Emma (3rd grade)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span>Dear Santa,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span> <span> I am writing this letter for Riley and Skylar, who need 2,000 Legos! They need this because they want to make a 1,000 foot floor out of Legos! If you gave them this, they would be so happy. </span></span><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> Thank you so much Santa. I love you!</span></span><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> Gavin (1st grade)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span>Dear Mom,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span> <span> I am writing this letter for Evie, who needs a pet snake. She needs this because she loves snakes. If you give her this, she would love it! </span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span> <span> Thank you so much, Mom. I love you!</span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> Summer (1st grade)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span>(I'm not sure Evie's mom will agree with this request, but I do think Summer has a sweet heart for thinking of her!!)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-69825338719577566552023-11-06T15:02:00.000-08:002023-11-06T15:02:08.251-08:00Monster Draw Game!<p style="text-align: center;"><i style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px;">This writing game is a favorite of my students! It's a fantastic lesson in on-demand and descriptive writing. I teach my students that their job is to create the perfect picture in their readers' minds of exactly what they want them to see. If a writer misses ONE adjective, the picture is altered!</i></p><p style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><i>Here is how this game is played:</i></p><p style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><i>Step #1: Draw a monster.</i></p><p style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><i>Step #2: Write about your monster with vivid and descriptive language. Size, shape, color, number! These types of adjectives were our theme of the day.</i></p><p style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><i>Step #3: Trade papers with a partner, and try to draw each other's monster with zero talking! The only assistance I offered was if someone's handwriting was a little challenging to read. Othewrise, the students were on their own with reading and drawing their partner's twin monster!</i></p><p style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><i>These usually have a few that turn out hilariously different, but of course, the closest ones (voted on by the class) make the blog. Check these out!</i></p><p style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;">Ian's Monster (4th grade)</div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px;"> <span> My monster is a mix of a dinosaur, dragon, and a little squirrel, too! It is a shape or a body of a T-rex. Its wings are like a bendy rectangle shape. It has six spikes, and it also has a squirrel tail that's blue. One of the wings are yellow and has striped patterns. The other wing is half red and half green. It has 24 spikes on its body. Its legs are wide apart. Its </span></span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;">whole body is purple, except the spikes are red. Also the hands are small and black and they make claws. It has a shark-like head with sharp teeth, and its eyes are round with a pupil.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbrqSjUucU8etYXiovPsG7elLYlQdWIA-v9BsZUvR6FEcr24eLKHhvNakjq5fB2bCDMHffaNV3qJAx8_Ke0E1GBmAfTaTpgamR2YmpRBToOqG6HIM-0si1GH2QDFPupHzJadRLLmmOFk2bACDUtgVU8NzycNoaxDA2dj_q8VBV6bwF7xfGknji6KWMewg/s4032/IMG_4351.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbrqSjUucU8etYXiovPsG7elLYlQdWIA-v9BsZUvR6FEcr24eLKHhvNakjq5fB2bCDMHffaNV3qJAx8_Ke0E1GBmAfTaTpgamR2YmpRBToOqG6HIM-0si1GH2QDFPupHzJadRLLmmOFk2bACDUtgVU8NzycNoaxDA2dj_q8VBV6bwF7xfGknji6KWMewg/w300-h400/IMG_4351.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;">Ian got instant feedback on the importance of directional words like "right and left" when he saw that Vivian (3rd grade) drew his monster facing the opposite way. However, the rest of the details are there, and the class voted theirs the winners!</div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAZuHeGGAQFt8DUOc0qveslL8Ib0Q4438_4qwaolu-glA-nFFwz9j0eivOGxod4oP_vC-tKoRXiMHnusBNWsVZpbHpoLiCjsjqzW4vtlxg8EBa3dsyCISNJWRyETwFpRC0QZCl7QO9Tty9hB4YDWY8GFWarjD7ZNwo6b3OdER_M9O-p-9GtIQM3xOw5aE/s4032/IMG_4350.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="font-size: 15.4px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAZuHeGGAQFt8DUOc0qveslL8Ib0Q4438_4qwaolu-glA-nFFwz9j0eivOGxod4oP_vC-tKoRXiMHnusBNWsVZpbHpoLiCjsjqzW4vtlxg8EBa3dsyCISNJWRyETwFpRC0QZCl7QO9Tty9hB4YDWY8GFWarjD7ZNwo6b3OdER_M9O-p-9GtIQM3xOw5aE/w300-h400/IMG_4350.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;">Jojo's Monster (4th grade)</div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: left;"><span> <span> My monster is really cool. He has a circular turqoise head. He has two big white and black eyes on his head. He also has a cute smile. On top of his head, he has two fat red antennae. On the top of the antennae, there is a circular shape with another black and white eye.</span></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> He has two yellow arms with paws, an dfour claws. He has a blue body with a circle of green. He has a striped silver fat white tail.</span></span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span> <span> He has two magenta legs and two striped blue feet. I hope you can picture my monster!</span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjacfeIvOUDOptPYT_bnxzxAOyMnnGfwCsnMRWbo2jQNJsPsvzESM796ftCz3TVzCl5lJBri4ANHN9mWwmdccyBwGNPIdOmg12zZXmFtqfB6Fg21Jk7qMPzvhNJXeX0PJz8T2-JVFcupCTh9TEte6ZivOsUBIL7OFSYUxOhDxxYc_C4Ne9DQ93XAAD9WM/s4032/IMG_4405.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjacfeIvOUDOptPYT_bnxzxAOyMnnGfwCsnMRWbo2jQNJsPsvzESM796ftCz3TVzCl5lJBri4ANHN9mWwmdccyBwGNPIdOmg12zZXmFtqfB6Fg21Jk7qMPzvhNJXeX0PJz8T2-JVFcupCTh9TEte6ZivOsUBIL7OFSYUxOhDxxYc_C4Ne9DQ93XAAD9WM/w300-h400/IMG_4405.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 15.4px;">Jojo wrote so carefully with all those color adjectives that her partner, an awesome 6th grade reader Adeline, was able to produce this!</span></span><br /><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHc16wXYk7UPMYg2KxSUz4fWhGb83m-zDNPpwoaHB-XM7A2gcuF4qVVt1q3kAZHOJ2mAPB-VkmV0sKS3kiGX-77JUnYZLImEzTxs97GvxcrDw1fy5qbmTxI75bMq3EUvKcp89YNGDiSICtd8Rh60r1nh65Vb2mOJE-PscLq7c0yVFa0vWR6nC2owdCh-8/s4032/IMG_4406.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHc16wXYk7UPMYg2KxSUz4fWhGb83m-zDNPpwoaHB-XM7A2gcuF4qVVt1q3kAZHOJ2mAPB-VkmV0sKS3kiGX-77JUnYZLImEzTxs97GvxcrDw1fy5qbmTxI75bMq3EUvKcp89YNGDiSICtd8Rh60r1nh65Vb2mOJE-PscLq7c0yVFa0vWR6nC2owdCh-8/w300-h400/IMG_4406.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;">Cho's Monster (6th grade)</div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: left;"><span> <span> My monster has a wolf's head, upper body, and front legs. He also has a horse's back legs, body, and tail. He has a wolf's nose and mouth, pointed ears, one having a pink inside. There is a scar running through his eye. My monster is facing your right. He is rearing, his front legs bent, one of them behind the other. His wolf part of the body is gray. Eyes, nose, and mouth are black. His scar is red. His horse's side is just a horse's two legs with a tail. The wavy tail is magenta. The legs are gradient of dark purple, to dark blue, to light blue. There is no background. Realistic, not cartoonish. It takes up half the page, and is right in the middle.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl0otmdB2-6CVaOqidxxkAqCpI56uYwFLUF87-nFIp8MyGz1JjjaIeQRgCshCBPGfXfYK4E9aWfVpOprLIX3rMAlV5z-YmTVZkfJFtyQsYFitYlmKEJYDdxIVNbFtVx7n7AgFXyP9nyDy6c9hpbDycjbfomZ4Zoq12jyrT8mhzo7YcVIN5pGPFBcXe8KU/s4032/IMG_4407.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl0otmdB2-6CVaOqidxxkAqCpI56uYwFLUF87-nFIp8MyGz1JjjaIeQRgCshCBPGfXfYK4E9aWfVpOprLIX3rMAlV5z-YmTVZkfJFtyQsYFitYlmKEJYDdxIVNbFtVx7n7AgFXyP9nyDy6c9hpbDycjbfomZ4Zoq12jyrT8mhzo7YcVIN5pGPFBcXe8KU/w300-h400/IMG_4407.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;">Cho nailed the size, shape, color, number, and direction adjectives, so Laila (5th grade) could produce this!</div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGvDZtwF3WcMucIpbI36rwnzTTlGbt6eDwP23yN_Uj51aqAYNgex77JdrEdI_fCmoq9jOXqHKVUZdbaOqIFladBeoeNsYAVflaCYiQxM5y8EmS75h7QrvWVhyphenhypheniFdZWt329qxlioea7xQVWLs8yD-vm7QHKkvcre00Gqdo1mraNHGf32nDMgsRmorxWWd0/s4032/IMG_4408.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGvDZtwF3WcMucIpbI36rwnzTTlGbt6eDwP23yN_Uj51aqAYNgex77JdrEdI_fCmoq9jOXqHKVUZdbaOqIFladBeoeNsYAVflaCYiQxM5y8EmS75h7QrvWVhyphenhypheniFdZWt329qxlioea7xQVWLs8yD-vm7QHKkvcre00Gqdo1mraNHGf32nDMgsRmorxWWd0/w300-h400/IMG_4408.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;">Congratulations to our Fall 2023 winners!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><i style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br /></i><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-5708242002945595592023-11-06T15:00:00.001-08:002023-12-14T20:06:00.408-08:00Point of View Creative Stories<p style="text-align: center;"> <i>My 3rd-6th grade writers took what they knew about their backwards animal, and wrote a story focusing on POV (point of view). My younger students chose to either write as the animal, or the human, as they described their encounter. My older students did BOTH, switching back and forth between voices; a difficult task for sure! Enjoy these entertaining samples!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The Tibbar Story</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">BY: Sara (4th grade)</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">One sunny afternoon, I was walking next to my house. My brother was at a soccer game so I had some alone time for a few hours. A trail next to my house was in the woods, and it was my favorite.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span> </span>As I trudged down the path, the sun was shining down on my face. As I got deeper and deeper into the forest, I approached a sparkly lake. I loved to dip my hands and feet into the water, so that was what I did. I walked over to the lake, sat on the rocky dirt, took off my shoes, and dipped my feet in.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The freezing cold water felt good on my skin as the hot sun shined down on me.</span><span style="font-style: italic; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> I’m thirsty.</span><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> I jerked my head behind me to grab my water bottle.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“Ahhhhhhh” I screamed in horror.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span> <span> </span></span>It was a rainbow creature, with soft fur and a tail with gray spikes poking out of the tail. It crept closer and closer to my body, staring at me with its ferocious blue beady eyes. Without any hesitation I launched up from the rough floor.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I started backing up and getting farther and farther into the woods. Suddenly, something rough and hard banged against my ankle, and I fell backward with rocks stabbing into my arms and legs.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">My eyes fluttered open. Granola bar smells drifted into my mouth. </span></span><span style="font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">A pink tongue was hanging out of the strange animal's mouth, along with brown chocolate bits from my granola bar.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As my eyes adjusted to the scenery, I suddenly realized what the strange animal was. </span></span><span style="font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">“A Tibbar” I said out loud. It cocked its head to the side like it recognized what I said.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“You know, you don't look that mean anymore!'' I exclaimed. “I'll call you Lucy.”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Lucy bent down like she wanted me to pet her. I pulled my body up from the ground and stuck my hand out to stoke the velvety rainbow fur.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As I stroked it the third time, squishy stuffies started appearing! I immediately knew what they were. “Squishmallows!” I yelled happily. Upon shouting those words, more and more started appearing out of nowhere on the soft green grass around me. I picked up as many as I could and stuffed them in my pocket and arms no matter how big they were.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“Follow me,” I said directly to Lucy. She started skipping toward me, so I skipped around with her. We were at my house in no time.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I sat down on the half dry yellow-green grass and the Tibbar stepped forward and rubbed its fur against me. I immediately knew we were friends.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 3pt; margin-left: 72pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Lora, serif; font-size: 26pt; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 3pt; margin-left: 72pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">My Human and Me, by Mira (4th grade)</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b id="docs-internal-guid-25f60445-7fff-dbf4-c562-f3946333a170" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“Oh my gosh,” I said to myself as I looked through a small crack in my wooden house. “The field is probably a really nice place to go explore in, and the lakes won’t be frozen, since it’s April!” </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself! My name is Revaeb, and I live in Ainrofilac, Acirema! You might not know who I am, because I don’t think there are many more of Revaebs, but if there are more in the world (which there are hopefully not), I am probably the only Revaeb with a horn and dark brown fur with a light brown patch in the middle of my chest!</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Soo… where was I? Oh, I quickly pushed open the door and saw the beautiful landscape. As I trudged across the bright green grass, my paws hit the mud that was underneath. I looked up and saw the sky. It was the brightest it had ever been. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Suddenly… I tripped on the petite rocks surrounding the sparkling blue pond. Everything got blurry as I fell into the pond. The trees looked as pink as the flowers, and the grass looked brown. Then I felt a splash of water, and I started shivering. When I was in the water, my eyes were burning red and I couldn’t breathe. I struggled against the water, and my furry brown tail hit the edge of the pond. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“Ouch!” I mumbled in pain. I would have screamed, but the fresh pond water got trapped in my mouth. I accidentally swallowed some water, but it wasn’t as salty as I thought it would be. Well… pond water isn’t salty!</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I had finally spit out the water, when a giant, warm, fur-less paw with five attachments broke through the layer of water that was surrounding me. Frightened, I tried to jump away, but the paw was </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: italic; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">way</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> too fast. A moment later, I felt a harsh tug at my pastel rainbow horn, but surprisingly, it didn’t hurt. I guess my horn is not the most sensitive!</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The paw started slowly lifting me out of the water, and soon, half of my body was out of the pond, and another of those fur-less paws came and held my bottom. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The paws started bringing me closer to the matching face, like it was going to eat me. “Hi,” the head whispered mysteriously. The animal was big, and the only fur it had was long and on top of its head. I whimpered, and it curved its mouth into a big and calming smile. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“Oh my gosh,” The animal said. "You look like a Revaeb! I read about them a couple days ago!” I wondered how this animal knew about me. My ears twitched, and I leaned closer to listen.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“I am Mira! You probably don’t know me, but I am a human girl,” she continued, flicking her black hair away from her pretty face. “It’s technically not a species, and even though you can only speak “Naissur” and understand English, and I can only speak and understand English, we will find a way to communicate!” </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: italic; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Ok!</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> I thought. </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: italic; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">So she’s a human girl. I think I have heard of that before!</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> I nodded my head in agreement, and we shared a loving smile! </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Mira touched her light brown forehead against mine, and carefully put me on the grass. As if we could read each other’s minds, we raced each other across the field! </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“Up” Mira suddenly said, but I had already put my paws to her waist! She picked me up like a baby, and carried me back to her brick house as I snuggled in her arms.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A few minutes later, we got to her house and I heard the door handle twisting open as she pushed the door open. Although I thought it would be covered in bricks too, I saw that the door was wood painted in white! When we got inside the house, Mira put me down and I immediately started inspecting every corner of the house to make sure we were safe. She sluggishly went to the couch, and I came to snuggle in her armpit! She grabbed the remote and turned the TV on to watch a show that was apparently called “Bluey.” Mira thought I knew what “ Bluey” was, but even though I didn’t, it was still pretty good! </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As we were watching “Bluey” together, I remembered the time when I first felt her paw in the ice cold pond! Ever since that day, there has been so much more happiness for Mira and me, and I hope it will never stop! </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="white-space: normal;"></span><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" style="white-space: normal;" /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><h1 dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-top: 20pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: 400; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><i>My older students experimented with Point of View stories writing in both the animal's and the human's points of view!</i></span></span></h1><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: 400; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span id="docs-internal-guid-1120e5a8-7fff-76b4-bda3-d5ec8f05a04d"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">The Beach Encounter</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">By: Sasha (6th grade)</span></p><br /><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">After the long car ride to the beach, I was happy to finally be able to get out and move around. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">“I’m hungry,” my little sister complained, as I got out the pizza and spread out the blanket on the sandy beach.</span></p><br /><br /><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="text-wrap: nowrap;"> </span></span><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">How I loved the weekends! The weekends were the time of week where there were crowds and crowds and more crowds! </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">And people means probably PIZZA!!!!! I slowly slithered out of my sand bed as my stomach growled loudly. I think it’s because I only eat on the weekends. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Suddenly…my fantastic nose caught a splendid smell. Ahhhh…PIZZA!</span></p><br /><br /><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">“Come on, lets go change into our swimsuits,” I said to my sister. How I loved the beach, with the wind in my hair and the water washing in around my feet. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Suddenly, I felt the wet sand underneath my feet move slightly. I looked around but no one seemed to notice. Oh well. I should just enjoy the is sunny Sunday afternoon.</span></p><br /><br /><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"> I quickly glided through the sand, letting my nose lead me (I go under the sand because the humans would be so scared if they saw me). Now, this is my least favorite part of the weekend. Every time I crawled through the sand, I risked getting stabbed by a plastic shovel. But every time I get the pizza, it is all worth it!</span></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Suddenly, I feel the sand beneath my feet move again, but this time others felt it too… and the sand also moved </span><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">up!</span><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"> Some of the parents took their children to another part of the beach while others grew curious and started to dig. I quickly walked toward my family’s picnic blanket where my mother and sister were. </span></p><br /><br /><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">OUCH! The shovels stabbed down into my back as I made my way toward lunch. Then, I burst out of the sand and thrashed around. So scary! But I knew If I scared everyone I’d get all the pizza for myself!</span></p><br /><br /><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Just as I was about to start digging, something burst out of the sand and started wiggling around adorably! I squealed. It was so CUTE! I quickly grabbed it before someone else could. It started wriggling toward the pizza, so I put it down and it gobbled it all right down!</span></p><br /><br /><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">As soon as I showed up, someone with soft skin grabbed me. Then I started to launch myself toward the pizza, and the girl who was holding me quickly put me down. She must be so scared!</span></p><br /><br /><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">After it ate all the pizza, my mom said it was time to go home.“Oh can’t we please take it home with us? Oh pleaaaase?”</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">“Sure,” my mom replied, smiling at it. I was so excited! How I loved my new pet! I took care of it by giving it a box of pizza every day! It looked so happy!</span></p><br /><br /><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Ahh. This was the life! I couldn’t believe I had scared the girl and her family into feeding me pizza EVERY DAY! Because I didn’t have to hunt anymore and always had my belly full, I was getting big and taller. This probably makes me even more intimating! </span></p><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-15979135926060922242023-11-04T11:16:00.004-07:002023-11-04T11:18:28.695-07:00Powerful Paragraphs: Backwards Animals!<p style="text-align: center;"> <i>After mastering parts of speech and parts of a sentence, it was time to write powerful paragraphs. When teaching writing to young students, I always make sure to include a lesson on how to vary one's sentence patterns. To avoid lulling your reader to sleep, a good writer wants to vary sentence patterns, throw in some strong vivd verbs, and make sure there are descriptive words like adjectives. Of course, it is also important to remember that a paragraph should be about ONE topic. No rambling and getting off topic allowed!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>To teach Paragraph Writing, we brainstormed the names of animals forwards and backwards. We then got our creative juices flowing thinking about the animal's appearance, diet, habitat, and even personality. Depending on the age of the writer, the goals for the project were different. My 1st graders filled out a very simple fill-in-the-blank style, while my older writers were given sentence style challenges. Enjoy these samples from across the grades, and see if you can challenge your brain and read backwards to see what the animal's original name was!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;">The Ynnub, by Skylar (1st grade)</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGYeP8si2GjwC2CNf3969RillG7zLVNWkGx7Vqh0wSOXTDfvbH8mEAj90oxT_zbVaWRn0Kx4d4Yp6gSt4DkaC3_PNqv6YzlYcWuPWnwyfD6VYGvgCaln84p5qR6uQTOB2dMNbVP4QWgdyeWLH1OP407aHX3DgslzNtBX6qJMsgBHNtFqLA7mFquiPcL0g/s4032/IMG_4523.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGYeP8si2GjwC2CNf3969RillG7zLVNWkGx7Vqh0wSOXTDfvbH8mEAj90oxT_zbVaWRn0Kx4d4Yp6gSt4DkaC3_PNqv6YzlYcWuPWnwyfD6VYGvgCaln84p5qR6uQTOB2dMNbVP4QWgdyeWLH1OP407aHX3DgslzNtBX6qJMsgBHNtFqLA7mFquiPcL0g/w480-h640/IMG_4523.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyIG5RNAvjnvmY9LFlL-6pky-p6tGwwdBlnz6l2gPn4y556H1jKZ_8oUWOcZpzMUJYYL8Oe1aV0IXkF5sWbwFhjPEeoTEgfrvWbCLEsgGJBt57osIBQa5_SXtumoXA-Ua5yUl1XOUlPIXq8a825z62VA6iDt-MJhyphenhyphenrocdApuZNrAzKE8qbdWs6-04mNUE/s4032/IMG_4524.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyIG5RNAvjnvmY9LFlL-6pky-p6tGwwdBlnz6l2gPn4y556H1jKZ_8oUWOcZpzMUJYYL8Oe1aV0IXkF5sWbwFhjPEeoTEgfrvWbCLEsgGJBt57osIBQa5_SXtumoXA-Ua5yUl1XOUlPIXq8a825z62VA6iDt-MJhyphenhyphenrocdApuZNrAzKE8qbdWs6-04mNUE/w480-h640/IMG_4524.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The Adnap Der, by Emily (2nd grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTn6jrG0UwvRynLNsTTPQuPpe9wFFFI0F1ccpKW3u-KKAiy-QdnyXDl-onS9EedDBthrszklWeU7lGUFdW3AFWZ_U56Qzyhue-Xi73NQM-hjP3r2TPH0qVFW1e9ev_hC-gZxh98AVGvBo9i-heS4AJwSejJSYP0zp7zquFub3oKOAABIPY_qMI-I0Z36I/s3651/IMG_4525.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3651" data-original-width="2597" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTn6jrG0UwvRynLNsTTPQuPpe9wFFFI0F1ccpKW3u-KKAiy-QdnyXDl-onS9EedDBthrszklWeU7lGUFdW3AFWZ_U56Qzyhue-Xi73NQM-hjP3r2TPH0qVFW1e9ev_hC-gZxh98AVGvBo9i-heS4AJwSejJSYP0zp7zquFub3oKOAABIPY_qMI-I0Z36I/w456-h640/IMG_4525.jpeg" width="456" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> My animal's name is Adnap Der. Her colors are purple, blue, pink, green, dark blue and light blue. She has light purple fur, dark purple eyes, and a violet tail. She eats berries, seaweed, and leaves. My animal lives in the rainforest and the water. My creature can turn into a mermaid. My animal is like a dove because it is graceful.</span></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The Igroc, by Natalie (3rd grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqi0DCLCDtKze5oSehcT77q6o56luQtK3SSE5ZHnRUuSRz06oklMgVANix3MF4gBjwTeBx7yj-By7Yr3iSEHu4Xh2aGbs8Zmgsnech6IiX0OMDO93n2Ic5bprTKxWI1ZkhjI0jrYUCUlkBnyXKUHzQVWssh09lKq1cEauR8h8rRdivQSKsVJR0gzRZvD0/s3994/IMG_4526.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2946" data-original-width="3994" height="472" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqi0DCLCDtKze5oSehcT77q6o56luQtK3SSE5ZHnRUuSRz06oklMgVANix3MF4gBjwTeBx7yj-By7Yr3iSEHu4Xh2aGbs8Zmgsnech6IiX0OMDO93n2Ic5bprTKxWI1ZkhjI0jrYUCUlkBnyXKUHzQVWssh09lKq1cEauR8h8rRdivQSKsVJR0gzRZvD0/w640-h472/IMG_4526.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> The igroc lives in the wild forest called Target. It can shape shift into whatever it wants. Its enemy, the child, is a foe, not a friend. The igroc is actually not cute. It is actually scary. Igrocs come in all different colors. They usually sleep, break dance, and hide in the restroom.</span></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span><span>The Nihcru, by Grayson (4th grade)</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLl1zMt_OvWg_ru4AFN9DxEzmU20-UKbCjJkBYGctPh4n6c1lFkm5reXYmyeWqwRCy9w7ExO2CPEErO49yjll8SVuO3AY-qHCEV4t-Il_s2USGZMuh8Y_kDvXyjqHF3CKBOHAI7B0WtlX30A1e2Yd3QcnMn7nAKHt4szEYNWYlRJ7DNNRg4MIsrbIbc_E/s3968/IMG_4527.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3968" data-original-width="2880" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLl1zMt_OvWg_ru4AFN9DxEzmU20-UKbCjJkBYGctPh4n6c1lFkm5reXYmyeWqwRCy9w7ExO2CPEErO49yjll8SVuO3AY-qHCEV4t-Il_s2USGZMuh8Y_kDvXyjqHF3CKBOHAI7B0WtlX30A1e2Yd3QcnMn7nAKHt4szEYNWYlRJ7DNNRg4MIsrbIbc_E/w464-h640/IMG_4527.jpeg" width="464" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> The nihcru hunts by rolling up into a ball and rolling over prety with its sharp spikes. It thrives in jungles near the beach. Its diet consists of snakes, monkeys, and sometimes bamboo. Whenever someone passes one and it hisses, it means it is protecting a young one. It's cute, but nut cuddly.</span></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> The nihcru has black spikes for hands and all along its back. It has green fur on its back, but under the fur is a hard shell. It resembles a watermelon. When it touches a shadow, it glows. It may look delicious, but don't eat it!</span></span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The Hateehc, by Laila (5th grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzmcDh8cq18sLkXox9bBvgjqYBjZe2O19VgycMi1CLWuuL56fZ4qZjv0tn9QgpoXzTi9Fx1YtFZ1Oq7qhU-PMjCGCfJVjd3js8KA1XitX7IplN8Iiix0jyNHvEtB1U693YsVkOCaC3aX1hgTDHrx0q85AUYo5RwsgSUEHBKVfxOCHcxe9Z-NKHiCB_XyQ/s3324/IMG_4528.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2603" data-original-width="3324" height="502" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzmcDh8cq18sLkXox9bBvgjqYBjZe2O19VgycMi1CLWuuL56fZ4qZjv0tn9QgpoXzTi9Fx1YtFZ1Oq7qhU-PMjCGCfJVjd3js8KA1XitX7IplN8Iiix0jyNHvEtB1U693YsVkOCaC3aX1hgTDHrx0q85AUYo5RwsgSUEHBKVfxOCHcxe9Z-NKHiCB_XyQ/w640-h502/IMG_4528.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> The Hateehc is very unique-looking. It has yellow spots on a black coat of fur. When the hateehc runs, it looks like a black and yellow blur. When it jumps, its huge vivid yellow hat weighs it down. Clearly, the hateehc attracks a lot of attention.</span></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> The hateehc has a couple of abilities. Its first ability is awesome. While the hateehc runs, it can shimmer out of sight. When a passerby looks at it, all they see is a puff of smoke; that is how fast it is! All in all, the hateehc has amazing abilities.</span></span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span><span><span><span>The Ruasonid, by Ben (6th grade)</span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span><span><span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbGOWiY6xMWWuxO8yvYrtsIdE1d3gVK-YBy9qNRpJcWIGWLt26Kb7vvhOcFSQXvRWgdxr84EYcN0ltr_YpYUzh41bdysT92ntSVsrdHdtJofksYCxPJOSGvLzOKlVBUP1vwcLuDy7W1VwWejZkQco88XOFcWF995Bath_-1UVv-plo5LlV-mT36KxUrZY/s4032/IMG_4529.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbGOWiY6xMWWuxO8yvYrtsIdE1d3gVK-YBy9qNRpJcWIGWLt26Kb7vvhOcFSQXvRWgdxr84EYcN0ltr_YpYUzh41bdysT92ntSVsrdHdtJofksYCxPJOSGvLzOKlVBUP1vwcLuDy7W1VwWejZkQco88XOFcWF995Bath_-1UVv-plo5LlV-mT36KxUrZY/w640-h480/IMG_4529.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> The </span></span>reasoned is a surprisingly fast runner. It can run at speeds of sixty miles per hour, so it can escape from other ferocious creatures. As you speculate how the ruasonid runs so fast, you will realize that it is almost running on the air. Whenever it starts voraciously eating coconuts, you will discover that its two heads are asynchronous; it has two completely different brains always contradicting each other. Ultimately, the ruasonid is regarded as slick and mysterious.</div><br /><span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><i><br /></i><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-77904797291690360122023-11-03T16:08:00.002-07:002023-11-03T16:08:38.073-07:00Noun Poems!<p style="text-align: center;"> <i>Nouns are such an important part of speech that we spent a whole day with them! In this "mystery fill-in-the-blank" style game, my 1st-3rd grade students were directed to write down examples of the following types of nouns:</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>~common noun<span> <span> ~proper noun<span> <span> ~a person<span> <span> ~a place<span> <span> ~a thing</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span>Once they had this list, they filled in the blanks to write a poem that they had no idea they had been creating all along. Enjoy these humorous poems!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><span><span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrtrD0bQ3-43WyngZF0T9Wln17o4soFw2KnF_6XrMDJSa_hnJv0gxOuBnqUTNAYJDhmbRDC8I9_yujdVr2cz-sI76hnXsO4HMIjr7O5U_4OnLApNSbYSPCZzZygYXGzW0cnlKdpQjucAlCS0N3Sp3a_tEXu43A8t5bYlbuaTaDPfkELGz1Ux5-lBfXq9Y/s4032/IMG_4514.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrtrD0bQ3-43WyngZF0T9Wln17o4soFw2KnF_6XrMDJSa_hnJv0gxOuBnqUTNAYJDhmbRDC8I9_yujdVr2cz-sI76hnXsO4HMIjr7O5U_4OnLApNSbYSPCZzZygYXGzW0cnlKdpQjucAlCS0N3Sp3a_tEXu43A8t5bYlbuaTaDPfkELGz1Ux5-lBfXq9Y/w480-h640/IMG_4514.jpeg" width="480" /></a></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Ashley, 1st grade</i></div><i><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiojMwi3_gLQil0fTyk8oH5d9zXCcgu0ceg09iSp4RpmnKmgJr1CfUb1jK9K6miHOVYxrYzd9SksGCClZq6WytBPNBweLMSl3wRE_sxscI0Pw6H7abUK_Lll2nnFPE9tlJslL3W-id8tZqAGXwU-M05W_Li2EkEowsj_WR9nqPe22tSs5B047_5l5-USj0/s3963/IMG_4515.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3963" data-original-width="2958" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiojMwi3_gLQil0fTyk8oH5d9zXCcgu0ceg09iSp4RpmnKmgJr1CfUb1jK9K6miHOVYxrYzd9SksGCClZq6WytBPNBweLMSl3wRE_sxscI0Pw6H7abUK_Lll2nnFPE9tlJslL3W-id8tZqAGXwU-M05W_Li2EkEowsj_WR9nqPe22tSs5B047_5l5-USj0/w478-h640/IMG_4515.jpeg" width="478" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Joon, 3rd grade</div><br /><span><br /></span></i><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-38135230878425485542023-11-03T14:59:00.003-07:002023-11-03T14:59:27.011-07:00Super Sentence Writing!<p style="text-align: center;"> <i>My younger authors started the session off with a very important lesson in grammar, and how we can use the various parts of speech to make our writing more interesting to read. Through adjectives, adverbs, clauses, and phrases, we can paint the perfect picture in our readers' minds of exactly what we want them to see. And that is what good writers do!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>We started off with learning that a sentence just needs 5 things to be a sentence:</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>1. A capital at the beginning</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>2. A mark of punctuation at the end</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>3. A noun</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>4. A verb</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>5. A complete thought</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Once we learned that, we looked at this boring sentence:</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><b>The sun shines.</b></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>It's a sentence, but it's boring! It lacks detail. So we added two adjectives, an adverb, a "where" phrase, and a "when" clause or phrase. Look at the improvements across the grades!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3dt9ULNgZg84uCPP_2Eo6AtJjz1oHQ4tNoz2Dj-NLhKxIw9BcU_7N6sAuVN1nsUjL6aov7om-edR6YluNVgY930NXrDudYKD3YB0AXCxf7eH2zJuTjW_bfZJPJoNh9ueNyB7VTwNuurRLSj1Ot3frEiypYngWHFgL-7bJLSoKn-Qmq1q4k3h2nytAQ_M/s3580/IMG_4509.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="font-style: italic; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3580" data-original-width="2722" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3dt9ULNgZg84uCPP_2Eo6AtJjz1oHQ4tNoz2Dj-NLhKxIw9BcU_7N6sAuVN1nsUjL6aov7om-edR6YluNVgY930NXrDudYKD3YB0AXCxf7eH2zJuTjW_bfZJPJoNh9ueNyB7VTwNuurRLSj1Ot3frEiypYngWHFgL-7bJLSoKn-Qmq1q4k3h2nytAQ_M/w486-h640/IMG_4509.jpeg" width="486" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;">by Autumn (1st grade)</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxbLcVf2YIhybIm38TXmvpq13B8vck7M7_NeVwyJBQN-sAUtesRMQnYi7frc27gRY837uCAfxPepHYQ69ndlKcIn8EmEaQInOUbeHYvTmf3hWLB9rXWi4dqQ8xYqySeL2VFkCnV43T8wZBwxksbfhxTtbbYV2r3NX2KSAv06frYyl9_PdSkXC1_l_fgLs/s3481/IMG_4508.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3481" data-original-width="2783" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxbLcVf2YIhybIm38TXmvpq13B8vck7M7_NeVwyJBQN-sAUtesRMQnYi7frc27gRY837uCAfxPepHYQ69ndlKcIn8EmEaQInOUbeHYvTmf3hWLB9rXWi4dqQ8xYqySeL2VFkCnV43T8wZBwxksbfhxTtbbYV2r3NX2KSAv06frYyl9_PdSkXC1_l_fgLs/w512-h640/IMG_4508.jpeg" width="512" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">by Brandon (1st grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFkcIb5C35_R2y-bfEPuynHxn83sJeoL4Jhx1-7K8KuAvf04QrIfL__Jp73mAE41_PEyfA_iA6URzfQ72lwcIM8qEOPJ8wWvZ42XXjIrg4B7KGtyeopUxAcOD45cUzv9izGGUjkZhPyUrxrBvDUCVl7MmRzc-1cPNiAVDaMcPioGjgDV8PTe_3hOeZQHo/s3690/IMG_4510.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3690" data-original-width="2839" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFkcIb5C35_R2y-bfEPuynHxn83sJeoL4Jhx1-7K8KuAvf04QrIfL__Jp73mAE41_PEyfA_iA6URzfQ72lwcIM8qEOPJ8wWvZ42XXjIrg4B7KGtyeopUxAcOD45cUzv9izGGUjkZhPyUrxrBvDUCVl7MmRzc-1cPNiAVDaMcPioGjgDV8PTe_3hOeZQHo/w493-h640/IMG_4510.jpeg" width="493" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">by Iris (2nd grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii7HVR4_roZDBuFKoDvqjIIDLCJ5Z1TmlnsTxNylgNsg095Usm809-qiQamtan7DuCxb6eXMq-a_FCqdpdCjW5-3YqNDKzSIDeJbzliY0sVDZRbC3xHJyl4kWfqHYaM27INh5afsPfDNqqn1CIrKg9bMilHBYO2kTTv79szSknmsnkTxxMFqpqPf9kFsM/s4032/IMG_4511.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii7HVR4_roZDBuFKoDvqjIIDLCJ5Z1TmlnsTxNylgNsg095Usm809-qiQamtan7DuCxb6eXMq-a_FCqdpdCjW5-3YqNDKzSIDeJbzliY0sVDZRbC3xHJyl4kWfqHYaM27INh5afsPfDNqqn1CIrKg9bMilHBYO2kTTv79szSknmsnkTxxMFqpqPf9kFsM/w480-h640/IMG_4511.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">by Vedant (3rd grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLJ5FC94JVOJ77MjUS26AHuQO40um0-GdDglAipeNPYUgMsW7hSUsWX21OSnc1uDmYa4JZEw6GxTm3TBLu5FrkRbwa-3Vpa9QNea0N-juhvdcpX30gBik7SFlsnNEsSijockCogplMcHObyCsu1JwhOm5okUMoVQnz19ORgoUXv7a_YRpGfF6jmR9zN8/s4032/IMG_4513.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLJ5FC94JVOJ77MjUS26AHuQO40um0-GdDglAipeNPYUgMsW7hSUsWX21OSnc1uDmYa4JZEw6GxTm3TBLu5FrkRbwa-3Vpa9QNea0N-juhvdcpX30gBik7SFlsnNEsSijockCogplMcHObyCsu1JwhOm5okUMoVQnz19ORgoUXv7a_YRpGfF6jmR9zN8/w480-h640/IMG_4513.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">by Sara (4th grade)</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><i><br /></i><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-15380742639367062782023-04-20T20:34:00.009-07:002023-04-24T17:55:36.951-07:00LOVE poems!<blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><p style="text-align: center;"> <i>How can we describe Love? By using our senses, of course! I love this simple yet meaningful fill-in-the-blank activity that I usually try to time around Valentine's Day.</i></p></blockquote><p style="text-align: center;">By Bella, 1st grade </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCSKxe6vv4aKOUyj8QIxpuXsMrcFMI9eWuLfTFr4HLMECtd8xMeEd0dsh5FJ-WTv_6E2uQEHUWZQP5J03cadiLNxw5xb_m7H7NxjU866ij66RymoGFxYBiSSZsxfuf_3c7iaiP2zexzty6To0e69M6ySuwRG-fqHOReNnXGHSYovdXoHDyC3aJELRX/s2801/IMG_5439.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2801" data-original-width="2447" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCSKxe6vv4aKOUyj8QIxpuXsMrcFMI9eWuLfTFr4HLMECtd8xMeEd0dsh5FJ-WTv_6E2uQEHUWZQP5J03cadiLNxw5xb_m7H7NxjU866ij66RymoGFxYBiSSZsxfuf_3c7iaiP2zexzty6To0e69M6ySuwRG-fqHOReNnXGHSYovdXoHDyC3aJELRX/w560-h640/IMG_5439.jpeg" width="560" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Bella, I agree that love is ALL of this! (Especially the chocolate cake!)</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">By Vedant (2nd grade)</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirWQnT0EdjRKXSq5lsDf_7y1T-t_6PjNgA6t4SnZrgY_iNJTrHIfT_JY0wQn1CewV0cYeXGrkvcE63VZEKmPtjyo8PAFJ4s8E4KtaEP96icHrVqXEmNK2ousmkpxDzbQfBGLOJlFZBgAq7LtcCIiZMFooBCBB_h5cvNe6bD2uG4zEX-pscgJAZqJx-/s924/123_1%202.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="924" data-original-width="710" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirWQnT0EdjRKXSq5lsDf_7y1T-t_6PjNgA6t4SnZrgY_iNJTrHIfT_JY0wQn1CewV0cYeXGrkvcE63VZEKmPtjyo8PAFJ4s8E4KtaEP96icHrVqXEmNK2ousmkpxDzbQfBGLOJlFZBgAq7LtcCIiZMFooBCBB_h5cvNe6bD2uG4zEX-pscgJAZqJx-/w492-h640/123_1%202.jpeg" width="492" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Yes, Vedant! I LOVE yummy breakfast sandwiches!</i></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">William (2nd grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzTCuOT8xGdITgSQJd-y9vNU8OCCpMsVHEmKWcA66hQINDVlOrqzO6cvF25BgUTVF4XCxMou2zIkK3xP490UPWRXiDKn1_kue5HyfR33IO69Tz6VflWZf10Of3esLjEQ6QICVhnZTmhOKVQ_OUhIVn11kb-ZmSjZ0bqPySmUmxH9EpJkpMtD76mZFs/s3955/IMG_2808.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3955" data-original-width="2935" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzTCuOT8xGdITgSQJd-y9vNU8OCCpMsVHEmKWcA66hQINDVlOrqzO6cvF25BgUTVF4XCxMou2zIkK3xP490UPWRXiDKn1_kue5HyfR33IO69Tz6VflWZf10Of3esLjEQ6QICVhnZTmhOKVQ_OUhIVn11kb-ZmSjZ0bqPySmUmxH9EpJkpMtD76mZFs/w474-h640/IMG_2808.jpeg" width="474" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>I agree, William! Love does feel like a happy family, and it definitely tastes like sprinkles! :)</i></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p> </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-25178490889105928012023-04-10T14:40:00.001-07:002023-04-21T10:09:26.980-07:00Squiggle Stories!<p style="text-align: center;"> <i>This is one of my favorite assignments! I love seeing how different students take the same computer-generated random squiggle lines, year after year, and create totally different art work. Then, it is so amazing to see the creative stories that come from their art work! For this project, we learned the "5W's and an H" story map:</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>WHO is in my picture</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>WHAT is happening</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>WHERE (setting)</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>WHEN (setting)</i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>WHY this is happening (story line)</i></div><p style="text-align: center;"><i>HOW my story ends</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Once the students jotted down these important notes, they wrote a story with a clear beginning, middle, and end. Enjoy these entertaining samples across the grades!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;">Squiggle Story by Liam (3rd grade)</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9fYZPTxbdg9CpKPpIUwKwvZvXJ0Btd_m5WVVnL8V0jASjHdDkSNcXAOmA_5FdzHkrDBUH2wHYLZLqPa0djjnPI4bwDJw5wWUQPjiwmxz1lMcSWnpqShU0l22mibHSQMK16Ufz04ViL-2tu3HO3vPtkHIfc4dh0xoSu-E90Jhdpyl5OTH7nXzi_umV/s3393/IMG_1112.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3393" data-original-width="2559" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9fYZPTxbdg9CpKPpIUwKwvZvXJ0Btd_m5WVVnL8V0jASjHdDkSNcXAOmA_5FdzHkrDBUH2wHYLZLqPa0djjnPI4bwDJw5wWUQPjiwmxz1lMcSWnpqShU0l22mibHSQMK16Ufz04ViL-2tu3HO3vPtkHIfc4dh0xoSu-E90Jhdpyl5OTH7nXzi_umV/w301-h400/IMG_1112.jpeg" width="301" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"> Once upon a time, there was a bunny who heard the myth about Easter. They always said in the middle of spring, if you go to the Forest of the East, you will find falling eggs with stuff in them. The bunny set off in a hurry, trying to get there. Many days later, he found an unfamiliar forest. He thought for a minute, and he looked up and saw eggs falling from the sky! He did it! He found the Forest of the East.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">The Attack of the Monkeys, by Grayson (3rd grade)</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvlwtsfA2CQ7yen1uIWP2NZXmzNB6wvqaLg-c8L3nkC80k4r1h_0cxBqPGZaSlx3_fdHcWDEva_PFDhd-mSEgTxcTqeSEUihyITLlg9lY92mhp87GlADg6nuRjeJokY1ceG5rZp-7VGOsQCYMU2Hb258NLOJvVZqp60bClGwv17CuFQRK0j1CY4cB3/s3571/70257866024__16FE4E14-7288-4712-88BF-51B38DD0F558.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3571" data-original-width="2685" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvlwtsfA2CQ7yen1uIWP2NZXmzNB6wvqaLg-c8L3nkC80k4r1h_0cxBqPGZaSlx3_fdHcWDEva_PFDhd-mSEgTxcTqeSEUihyITLlg9lY92mhp87GlADg6nuRjeJokY1ceG5rZp-7VGOsQCYMU2Hb258NLOJvVZqp60bClGwv17CuFQRK0j1CY4cB3/w301-h400/70257866024__16FE4E14-7288-4712-88BF-51B38DD0F558.jpeg" width="301" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> </span><span> Once upon a time, there was a little farm house in New York. It was a very normal day. Then at 5:00 AM, Avery (the son of the family) saw a god and thought he was there to bless him. But then thirty seconds later, he realized that the god was just there to fight off these monkeys and the monkey god. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span> </span><span> </span> About five minutes later, Avery's brother Sam came and started to watch the fight. Then they got the whole family to be looking through the window.</span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span> </span><span> After that, the god sent a tornado to try to defeat the monkeys. Then Sam, Avery, and their scared parents had to go to the tornado bunker so they did not get sucked into the tornado. </span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span> </span><span> Then their sister Kate came in and said, "Have you seen what's happening?"</span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span> </span><span> "Yes, it is very terrible!" exclaimed Sam.</span><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> Avery was watching the commotion outside of the bunker when he yelled, "The monkeys are throwing fireballs towards the house and god created a lightning storm!"</span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> The family rushed to see what Avery was talking about. They say what Avery was saying: The god had created a lightning storm and the monkeys were throwing fireballs at the house.</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> The family decided to go back into the bunker when the god summoned a tsunami to put out the flame of the monkeys. Their fire went away, so they became statues. Then it was just the monkey god vs. the good god, who luckily knew Monkey's weakness.... banana bombs! So god threw a banana bomb, but the monkey god did not chase it and he said, "I can tell if a banana is a bomb or not." Little did the monkey god know the banana bomb was right behind him, and it blew up.</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> The monkey god lost his wings, and to the good god's surprise, the monkey god turned into King Kong and started to punch god, who fought back. He sent a. meteor to hit King Kong, and then King Kong was defeated and he faded away. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> </span>Then the family broke open the meteor and found a very, very rare metal, and sold it. They became rich and lived happily ever after!</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></blockquote><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">The Death of Bakaluela, by Andreas (5th grade)</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge3HXvQ8sLuwFDjcVaqMMRafelSrnefBU_wt_0JAtsK2PcArFbjv9SjTMN7XCDjvgiFISimNrHOyHlnKk9tnCu4mgUBrp5Mn_y5-TeKD0ou8kjMp70mgoBXtiU11Mrm0KjcXm3CwBjOdnet1Yw3TJjFS6Da8yggyp82aBh1aOSYGvADrBJieBSoYYi/s3684/IMG_0520%202.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3684" data-original-width="2828" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge3HXvQ8sLuwFDjcVaqMMRafelSrnefBU_wt_0JAtsK2PcArFbjv9SjTMN7XCDjvgiFISimNrHOyHlnKk9tnCu4mgUBrp5Mn_y5-TeKD0ou8kjMp70mgoBXtiU11Mrm0KjcXm3CwBjOdnet1Yw3TJjFS6Da8yggyp82aBh1aOSYGvADrBJieBSoYYi/w308-h400/IMG_0520%202.jpeg" width="308" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> In the black of night, the island of Bakaluela suffers at the thought that it's facing its enemy. Today, in the middle of the night, the island will experience death. There was no doubt. The end was just around the corner.</span></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> The tall was volcano was rumbling. It was like a car running. But louder, waves of sounds, words don't have the ability to describe. Scorching heat flamed, spreading warm temperatures across the island. Lava popped, and not satisfyingly, but deadly.</span></span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span> <span> Time was beating, very rapidly, so fast the island of Bakaleula didn't have time to think. A rumble echoed across the island. Tsunamis rose above unimaginable heights. San flew everywhere at the beach. Trees shivered as undescribable air passed by. The whole island was trembling with horror. Everything was feeling it. Something was coming. No one knew exactly what, but they knew it would be deadly.</span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span> <span> Everything was silent. Now everbody was ready. The trees didn't whisper, the sand didn't tremble with wind, and the waves didn't flow. It was just a sound that stood out. A little pop in the lava at the volcano. Just an average, simple, and tiny pop. But it wasn't a good pop. No, not even close to a little pop.</span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span> <span> Lava erupted out of the volcano. The volcano was screaming, leaving burning ash, smoke, and lava on the poor trees. Ash gathered in the sand, making it black. The water was steaming, as it faced the lava. The volcano continued its deadly bursting while it tilted to the left. It tilted slowly, then faster, until the volcano fell on the island, cracking its base under the ocean. The island was slowly sinking. The island was almost dead. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>The trees were vanished, the sand was black as the night sky, and the volcano left a gigantic puff of ash. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> </span></span> The volcano stopped. It realied its mistake. But it was too late. Seconds later, nothing was there. The island was under the sea, never again to be seen.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We Stand Together, by Emily (5th grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3xbR3X28Y0uQnFjSxF7UHlffoWC72lTad-xgbAc0EsL0v2RZafXvXM_mCMzI6NLJAjS5bYvaM96AHo-bLPiqPM2fZM5nm_ZITsJ3pxf6Zceu7NgzJ65P7Exg_-T6-ehcJVUsVkaCvL6YYlNWL_aE4zRHV8jfkbIK57gZuUR_Is8jTgQCOCCocVr-L/s3945/IMG_0522%202.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3945" data-original-width="3022" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3xbR3X28Y0uQnFjSxF7UHlffoWC72lTad-xgbAc0EsL0v2RZafXvXM_mCMzI6NLJAjS5bYvaM96AHo-bLPiqPM2fZM5nm_ZITsJ3pxf6Zceu7NgzJ65P7Exg_-T6-ehcJVUsVkaCvL6YYlNWL_aE4zRHV8jfkbIK57gZuUR_Is8jTgQCOCCocVr-L/w306-h400/IMG_0522%202.jpeg" width="306" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><i> </i>On Earth, corruption lurked in all the nooks and crannies on the surface of the world. Disease and destruction were found everywhere, including the infamous Covid-19. Everywhere, people fought. War corrupted and destroyed cities, forests, and more. In most places, people lay hopeless, waiting, just waiting, for things to get better.<div><br /></div><div><span> </span><span> One fateful day, Covid-19 made a drastic impact, killing hundreds of thousands of people. Earth fell into chaos. You could almost hear the primal screams of despair, every day and every night. </span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span><span> </span><span> </span> Then, one day, heroes stood up, tired from everything and determined to make a change. Doctors, police officers, firemen, teachers, artists, writers-- even children-- stood up from their seats, all with one goal: to change the world.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span> </span><span> We joined hands and helped those in need. People of all ethnicities stood up together. Big or small, short or tall, we never judged. We helped many in need, raising money, providing food, supplying shelter, even hosting drives where we gave out necessities to those that were poor. We stood together, never giving up. Even in dire situations, we never sat down. Never backed down, never relented. Never gave up, never stopped trying to reach our goal: to change the world.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span> </span><span> Everyone helped. Doctors healed the sick, writers inspired. Artists drew, citizens volunteered. Even children helped, writing, inspiring, drawing. In the end, we eventually did it. We sparked hope. We joined hands, never giving up. We succeeded. Even though Covid-19 still hung in the air, something else overtook the feelings of pain and corruption: Hope.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span> </span><span> We joined hands, fighting for what we wanted. We worked together, giving giving up, never backing down. In the end, we succeeded. We brought back hope. Hope that we should keep going. Hope that everything is going to be alright. We also learned a lesson, a valuable lesson. We learned that no matter what, we stand together.</span><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-67845371761926607812023-04-03T13:38:00.004-07:002023-04-03T13:40:13.492-07:00My Great Invention!<p style="text-align: center;"><i> If you could create a new invention to improve your own life, the life of your community, or the world, what would it be? Students got very creative with this "how to" assignment. Their job was to create an invention, and then using guide words and clear direction verbs, tell us exactly how their invention would work. The "Budding" classes were to write one long paragraph, and the "Awesome" classes wrote three paragraphs: an intro, a clear "how to" body paragraph, and a snappy conclusion. Enjoy these samples across the grades!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;">The Teacher Calmer Downer, by Emily (1st grade)</p><p style="text-align: left;"><span> <span> If I were a great inventor, I would invent a "Teacher Calmer Downer." It would calm down the teacher on a hard day. First, you get a microwave. Nexxt, you get whatever food you want. Then, you get a lounge chair. Finally, you can press a blue button, and it will all turn on and calm down the teacher. This invention is free for all teachers! I think my invention is fantastic.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span><span><i>(Me too, Emily! ~Mrs. Huff, after a particularly challenging day)</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span><span><i><br /></i></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 3pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Animal Bodychanger XP, by Chuyu (3rd grade)</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 3pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCVwQHyFFYvCffnXxAYiaS0dVziof-WB6RnnwuilDGbxQWc0cGRD-hO_UM6VyVR1yQdEnX1sxuhSBJdD3IBvQ4YKY2_ki10zV3s-todc8PKSUkjrlipm-lqJnY4wZRxpO7CB0xM_pjwsXTEk74bOAi4wnxD_vUI8uS8FQcXDzmPM2Lc60M4Qc3sEmM/s3668/IMG_0222.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3668" data-original-width="2758" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCVwQHyFFYvCffnXxAYiaS0dVziof-WB6RnnwuilDGbxQWc0cGRD-hO_UM6VyVR1yQdEnX1sxuhSBJdD3IBvQ4YKY2_ki10zV3s-todc8PKSUkjrlipm-lqJnY4wZRxpO7CB0xM_pjwsXTEk74bOAi4wnxD_vUI8uS8FQcXDzmPM2Lc60M4Qc3sEmM/w301-h400/IMG_0222.jpeg" width="301" /></a></div><p></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> If I could create a new invention,it would be the Animal Bodychanger Xp. </span></span><span style="font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">Have you ever wondered what it would feel to be an animal? Then this is the thing </span><span style="font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">for you!</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> The Animal Bodychanger </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: italic; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">XP</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> is easy to use. First, turn on the device </span></span><span style="font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">by pulling the blue lever up ⬆️.Similarly pull the green lever to the left. Second, </span><span style="font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">press the button of the picture of the animal you want to be which is blue. You can also type your custom animal’s description. It could become anything you want, from a minuscule elephant to giant beetleand everything in between! Then take the pill from the purple hand in the </span><span style="font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">top middle of the machine. After that, eat the very tasty pill that is different colors.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">When you want to turn back to a human, just press the button opposite of the first button when you wanted to choose your animal.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Now you can can experience what it’s like to be any animal, from an ant to an alligator! Imagine what it would be like to be an animal in the wild, and use the Bodychanger XP to bring your imagination to life! </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #9900ff; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Hyper-</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Glasses! by Titus (4th grade)</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSsKQhvXmBFxdab25D3L07k9JcU9-3R7bwOt-hVDd11JlDy2t-vKgykICEC_mNWvYq0I0I4rVlSiF4bQuEZgtJLaYQYwHfBmbPqDEnKwmGoCCNWQILbKhdSag8xc84bj-_CvQ8ZRe6oXcQcg0-sREYqt3phoIyKVxhk945-n4MmgRmaF6ToHVWidfd/s3661/IMG_0223.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2926" data-original-width="3661" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSsKQhvXmBFxdab25D3L07k9JcU9-3R7bwOt-hVDd11JlDy2t-vKgykICEC_mNWvYq0I0I4rVlSiF4bQuEZgtJLaYQYwHfBmbPqDEnKwmGoCCNWQILbKhdSag8xc84bj-_CvQ8ZRe6oXcQcg0-sREYqt3phoIyKVxhk945-n4MmgRmaF6ToHVWidfd/w400-h320/IMG_0223.jpeg" width="400" /></a></span></div><p></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">If I could create an invention, I would produce the </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: italic; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Hyper Glasses™</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">! They magnify, translate, and protect your eyes all in one! </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">These glasses have multiple colors, which are </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #980000; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">red</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">, </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: blue; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">blue</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">, </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #9900ff; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">purple</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">, </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">orange</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">, and </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #666666; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">gray</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">. They also have three buttons: green and red, and black. To use them, you must simply put the glasses on, then click the green button. The green button turns the glasses on or off, while the red button changes the mode. Also, the glasses’ battery life is ten hours when it is being actively used. There are four modes: Magnify, Relax, Movie, or Translate. Magnification makes things appear closer on your side, so you don't have to squint to see objects or animals. Movie mode reduces the exposure from blue light to your eyes by 82%-88%, depending on multiple factors. They also render things that have too few pixels, so you can always view the best quality! Translation translates foreign languages into whatever language you set it to in settings. You can turn on settings by holding on the red button for ten seconds. Finally, Relaxation mode mildly vibrates the sides of your glasses, acting like a massage.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Next time you want to watch anything, study, relax, or read foreign languages, these glasses are the way to go!</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The Pollution Destroyer, by Max (5th grade)</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcP5h_Nm-CK-Wq4E5yVdwHErTIN10oQL4G5RYeZZ4nkXYR2D7QYm9ehAqVo3-QsgxsXDGElBRdhRPLa5jqbvIbGcJxOvaBU3px55OW0gSo4FSg5rvVOaQImekWn7PBdw2xmcCyk-LZbd3I-i32q99-0XtKcPpo6eZ3CJh41o4Ug1kp6BZNsbtyqzXL/s3620/IMG_0428.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3620" data-original-width="2796" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcP5h_Nm-CK-Wq4E5yVdwHErTIN10oQL4G5RYeZZ4nkXYR2D7QYm9ehAqVo3-QsgxsXDGElBRdhRPLa5jqbvIbGcJxOvaBU3px55OW0gSo4FSg5rvVOaQImekWn7PBdw2xmcCyk-LZbd3I-i32q99-0XtKcPpo6eZ3CJh41o4Ug1kp6BZNsbtyqzXL/w309-h400/IMG_0428.jpeg" width="309" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span> If I could create a new invention, it would be the "Pollution Destroyer." Wouldn't you like to see pollution go away in a flash? Even if this was possible, it would be extremely hard. My invention wouldn't only do this, but it would do it quickly.</span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span><span> The "Pollution Destroyer" would be easy to use. Just look out, and when you see pollution engulfing places in the world, get the "Pollution Destroyer." The "Pollution Destroyer" is a dolphin, and sucks pollution out of the air and water. When you get it, place it in the water. You have a controller to control the dolphin, but you can put it on auto mode. The air the dolphin breaths is filtered. The water around it also gets filtered. 10% of the world's pollution gets destroyed every minute. When you think the pollution is mostly taken away, you can press a button on the controller for it to return to your location. It has little robotic legs to walk to you if you're on land. If you see any rising of pollution, you can put it back in. It has solar panels, so it charges automatically. Now, you don't have to worry about pollution!</span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span><span><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span><span><span> <span> Thanks to the futuristic and improved technology in this creature, pollution will quickly subside. The "Pollution Destroyer" will turn any world into a shining new place. Now, your beaches will be blue and beautiful for the rest of your life!</span></span><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">The Drivers Ed Headband, by Arielle (6th grade)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhULS9rhaoi0QwTJ8Yg-IANS2OAcAVna9RAENXineVWowGgAH36D6b7L4Y4qPszB6ycUU3dYl2qIbtHDQbgRfjYb12DnQ3wWIPXGykYcaEtukb9o9Xb6K-UDoo1OxukYrrptKz1kzS3_7ObbbyFMTeytajCM1egZJqbJip4zPGYOH_-oqBx08E15bqI/s3614/IMG_0543.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3614" data-original-width="2820" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhULS9rhaoi0QwTJ8Yg-IANS2OAcAVna9RAENXineVWowGgAH36D6b7L4Y4qPszB6ycUU3dYl2qIbtHDQbgRfjYb12DnQ3wWIPXGykYcaEtukb9o9Xb6K-UDoo1OxukYrrptKz1kzS3_7ObbbyFMTeytajCM1egZJqbJip4zPGYOH_-oqBx08E15bqI/w313-h400/IMG_0543.jpeg" width="313" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> If I could create an invention, it would be the "Drivers Ed Headband." How many parents out there are worried every time your child touches a steering wheel? My invention would take away all of your stress and worry.</span></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> The "Drivers Ed Headband" is very easy to use. First, when your teenages is about to go driving, make sure they are wearing the headband. Then enter the type of driving you are are doing. There will be these options: "Freeway Driving," "Highway Driving," "Residential neighborhoods," "School Zones," and there will also be an </span></span>option to type your own. After you select the type of driving, press the Enter button, and wait for the next five minutes as knowledge is downloading into your brain. Now, you will have every bit of information you need for driving.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> Now, boys also need to learn to drive, but they don't usually wear headbands. So instead of headbands, there is also a hat that both genders can use. The headbands and baseball hats come in a variety of colors, shapes, and sizes.</span></span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> So now make worrying about your teen driving a thing of the past. Look out Drivers Ed School! The "Drivers Ed Headband" is coming for you!</span></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><br /><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span id="docs-internal-guid-38af8bf4-7fff-6461-0ca7-06d5a05418a5" style="text-align: start;"></span><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" style="text-align: start;" /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-22002097191320421492023-02-22T18:34:00.006-08:002023-04-17T21:28:33.144-07:00Snowan Draw Game<p> <span style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;">The students were eager to have another go at this On Demand Writing Game where they get instant feedback on the importance of descriptive language and adjectives! Here's how you play:</span></p><p style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;">Step #1: Draw a snowman, complete with background and plenty of colors.</p><p style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;">Step #2: Describe your snowman and scenery with adjectives that tell size, shape, color, and number. Make sure your writing can be read! Don't leave out a single detail, because....</p><p style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;">Step #3: Trade papers, and draw your partner's snowman as they try to draw yours!</p><p style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: center;">Winners were voted on by the class. Enjoy this amazing artwork and writing!</p><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mika's Snowman (6th grade)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span> <span> First, start on the bottom middle of the paper and draw a ball the size of your fist. Leave an open space on top so that the circle above looks realistic. Then draw a circle filling the gap on the first circle. But leave a gap on the top of the circle like the first snowman circle. Then, draw a full circle filling the gap on the second circle. The bottom circle should be a big circle, the iddle should be slightly tinier than the bottom, then the top should also be a bit tinier than the middle.</span></span><div><br /></div><div><span> <span> Now go on the shoulder of the snowman and draw a wide letter u shape. Make it as thick as half of your thumb and color it red. Now draw a curvy rectangle with five fringes on the right.</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span> <span> For the face, draw two black eyes, then go a little down the eyes and draw the carrot nose, which is yellow-orange. Now on the bottom of that, draw six black circles tinier than the eyes.</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span> <span> On the tip of the head, draw a top hat that is a rectangle as thick as a pencil, then draw a cube on top of it. Color it black.</span></span></div><div><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div><span><span><span> <span> Now draw an ice cream cone with three scoops of ice cream on top. The bottom color of the scoop is green-blue. The next scoop is magenta. Then the top scoop is pink. Then there is a cherry on top. It is red, and the stem is jade green.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div><span><span><span> <span> Then draw six snoflakes the color of green blue, and five purple snowflakes, scattered all over, but not under the bottom ball.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div><span><span><span> <span> Now you're done!</span></span> </span></span></div><div><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Zk_ywLARB5iw1piVT4dAZ9XHmk0RiSNZh_AiBejrYbCcFV_yYHTUK0yCE3d-MdAeWFBJMGKvngI13W02kkbKpTPSYd5UqLjxbLGnfFMVjZhisy4vB7M8gty5GXy5Ug7SIHFmiNtrP-u8feYmUvsCl4qwQ8xSL-trKCTlDa59_EwxuF91MAmCDqmU/s3809/IMG_6336.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3809" data-original-width="2854" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Zk_ywLARB5iw1piVT4dAZ9XHmk0RiSNZh_AiBejrYbCcFV_yYHTUK0yCE3d-MdAeWFBJMGKvngI13W02kkbKpTPSYd5UqLjxbLGnfFMVjZhisy4vB7M8gty5GXy5Ug7SIHFmiNtrP-u8feYmUvsCl4qwQ8xSL-trKCTlDa59_EwxuF91MAmCDqmU/w300-h400/IMG_6336.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Even though Mika forgot to describe the arms and which hand was holding the ice cream cone, she rocked the other descriptive parts, and her buddy Arielle (6th grade) created this from Mika's writing! (I think their friendship helped Arielle read Mika's mind about the arms and ice cream!)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe-ubNgIdJxC5wB151UIpVkyfsoSj11C-ypg83LPaPdhXqoqFryP_odreeFtS-laxh3wow7IQkT5ZIo7jOWAdXyEb3QuTxkGiVX573n_fp_nP7OqeOeboQ2m4wg1MRnf60JLSv7j2fqlkOpDXRp0BGUMjEbnWm6U7nDbv-kaRspVde35l09_aq5FfX/s3886/IMG_6337.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3886" data-original-width="2935" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe-ubNgIdJxC5wB151UIpVkyfsoSj11C-ypg83LPaPdhXqoqFryP_odreeFtS-laxh3wow7IQkT5ZIo7jOWAdXyEb3QuTxkGiVX573n_fp_nP7OqeOeboQ2m4wg1MRnf60JLSv7j2fqlkOpDXRp0BGUMjEbnWm6U7nDbv-kaRspVde35l09_aq5FfX/w303-h400/IMG_6337.jpeg" width="303" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Irene's Snowman (5th grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> My snowman has two snowballs. The bottom snowball is perfectly round, and the bottom of the snowball nearly touches the bottom of the paper. The entire snowman is slightly tilted to YOUR left. The top of the bottom snowball touches the middle of the apper. The snowman has two medium buttons, each with four black button holes. The button itself is dark gray, and are spread equally apart vertically in the middle of the bottom snowball.</span></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> Connecting the top and bottom snowball is a yellow scarf. If you hold the scarf vertically, there are horizontal red stripes on it. There is an end sticking out on your left, and it has green fringe on the edge of the end.</span></span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span> <span> The top snowball is a little smaller than the bottom snowball. On it there are two eyes. The eyes are little dots that are very low, about on the 1/3 point of the top snowball. They are very far apart from each other. On the same line as the eyes is a short, thin, organge carrot. On top of the head is a light turquoise hat. On the top of the hat is a pomp pom. The hat has two ends hanging down, each with a pom pom on the end. The pom pom on your right hangs down to the scarf. The other goes down just past one of the two small arms. Each arm is next to the scarf and has three fingers.</span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span> <span> The ground is right below the bottom snowball and is purple. The entire drawing is outlined in black. There are two curves on your right of the bottom snowball.</span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoYNgWjkZS73rRZYBS37BRV3Ph3p5gNkqOFftaYJC-IkAN2RRTx1PHOXE4rjDQKKX94cjH6KOiw-icBIE0qXEDQ5HKb12qCPAWPUPE_IndpcCMVlmlXInWVpuXYjguzSuhjy92koOBvjA5ItBY6HndDN4wVPAbQuKRr-9DsjeVz8Q21HxwMFIou7ng/s3559/IMG_6274.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3559" data-original-width="2688" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoYNgWjkZS73rRZYBS37BRV3Ph3p5gNkqOFftaYJC-IkAN2RRTx1PHOXE4rjDQKKX94cjH6KOiw-icBIE0qXEDQ5HKb12qCPAWPUPE_IndpcCMVlmlXInWVpuXYjguzSuhjy92koOBvjA5ItBY6HndDN4wVPAbQuKRr-9DsjeVz8Q21HxwMFIou7ng/w303-h400/IMG_6274.jpeg" width="303" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Wow! That is really clear writing! Irene got her partner Cho (5th grade) to draw this twin!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9qEQR4aKw_myWx0JTi9XhPoe4-kIQ-q2hV1hFZvuPoUe4fCefTg7iOdkTDGMjbqMBXljtSF9ovmfT0KlZ2_JpNNqtQ2drCnxuYbcTy0EegxEpIFWoWI1cO1J3ok7UAX1Xx4SOwSzi-oC9pa8J8QsaGk_Mztj1qbtf3Ykv2bCyatdKcrlMawUqNQWv/s3685/IMG_6275.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3685" data-original-width="2742" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9qEQR4aKw_myWx0JTi9XhPoe4-kIQ-q2hV1hFZvuPoUe4fCefTg7iOdkTDGMjbqMBXljtSF9ovmfT0KlZ2_JpNNqtQ2drCnxuYbcTy0EegxEpIFWoWI1cO1J3ok7UAX1Xx4SOwSzi-oC9pa8J8QsaGk_Mztj1qbtf3Ykv2bCyatdKcrlMawUqNQWv/w298-h400/IMG_6275.jpeg" width="298" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">For this last set, I just had to display Emily's (5th grade) writing. This is what great writers do! Write quickly, make edits, use arrows, erase until it's clear... I thought this was a fabulous example of how to play this game. Emily proofread as she wrote and added in details that helped this team to win!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span><span><span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYOsq1pzPCu6st5vkSVEAnG13UM2Om5Ahu_j-QPwU2iM4fCAtNgKMdQtH09ZsOAqyLTk6QxZfN1CDFGS03U9s-OoJCD2CZAzVG6Ju05kPLfudfWbs63BDLCZD9IK5WzroS6mUmZ1azZCNBN86kYNn_T-n2cqjFHzJZJ_VeFfg5MzSis0vdSAyJe9Dv/s3825/IMG_6361%202.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3825" data-original-width="2909" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYOsq1pzPCu6st5vkSVEAnG13UM2Om5Ahu_j-QPwU2iM4fCAtNgKMdQtH09ZsOAqyLTk6QxZfN1CDFGS03U9s-OoJCD2CZAzVG6Ju05kPLfudfWbs63BDLCZD9IK5WzroS6mUmZ1azZCNBN86kYNn_T-n2cqjFHzJZJ_VeFfg5MzSis0vdSAyJe9Dv/w486-h640/IMG_6361%202.jpeg" width="486" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikfnIdGGdKW6a8DcEAJIx-dQpBdFEuILsIBbFLJLilBHE-GEEiztBwvo1H1kwndn6eJGzqfWIXjQyyZYv0vZbP5xyZYdqtNN2o6dle6vrP3gCj206PX-kvDbRlybBRZ4t5YAbv7WB8m8r1S-4OlXG4k9XA8YkfT2-IaSYkCIdKvRdlX9M9sAXczV61/s2689/IMG_6362%202.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1701" data-original-width="2689" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikfnIdGGdKW6a8DcEAJIx-dQpBdFEuILsIBbFLJLilBHE-GEEiztBwvo1H1kwndn6eJGzqfWIXjQyyZYv0vZbP5xyZYdqtNN2o6dle6vrP3gCj206PX-kvDbRlybBRZ4t5YAbv7WB8m8r1S-4OlXG4k9XA8YkfT2-IaSYkCIdKvRdlX9M9sAXczV61/w400-h253/IMG_6362%202.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg75ISmrryuOgZkgNF88bDARktFdw-Loz_UhDkPZJqxb2I-3iJ937UgPITR4bVE8huRleKJcS4_3NJm9j4m3wsLfOx2yrqJVgkTx9a8mFKiXVwl0Zc_zqDWeaSGCGnoNYaNpIQNuvCO3vNzFJpM-w2hZ3GNS2xQYTFsicPifsEFP6BeFGTsvzTQ8C1n/s3775/IMG_6360.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3775" data-original-width="2933" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg75ISmrryuOgZkgNF88bDARktFdw-Loz_UhDkPZJqxb2I-3iJ937UgPITR4bVE8huRleKJcS4_3NJm9j4m3wsLfOx2yrqJVgkTx9a8mFKiXVwl0Zc_zqDWeaSGCGnoNYaNpIQNuvCO3vNzFJpM-w2hZ3GNS2xQYTFsicPifsEFP6BeFGTsvzTQ8C1n/w311-h400/IMG_6360.jpeg" width="311" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Wow! Even the shades of green on the tree match! Great job reading and drawing, Elise! (5th grade). My heart MELTS for this pair of matching snowmen! :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1ujZ_rsWskvnVKPzlyevHjqRuBlKiA5iRj4PRmAIldW0tBobnWs4WZKMnqLzh0lw7IKPhZHMKY3RIVKBFGdouu4QdSzo6I0HiTh7G3LjlIqeGWRtF0cDLDFxde9LNzJcjmRbC2RtiBNQKPm8nIWJQog2lghV_QJq6z2--cCWMmNtbb1DjlBdv5lHJ/s3725/IMG_6359.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3725" data-original-width="2855" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1ujZ_rsWskvnVKPzlyevHjqRuBlKiA5iRj4PRmAIldW0tBobnWs4WZKMnqLzh0lw7IKPhZHMKY3RIVKBFGdouu4QdSzo6I0HiTh7G3LjlIqeGWRtF0cDLDFxde9LNzJcjmRbC2RtiBNQKPm8nIWJQog2lghV_QJq6z2--cCWMmNtbb1DjlBdv5lHJ/w306-h400/IMG_6359.jpeg" width="306" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My "Budding" class did the assignment a little differently. They drew a snowman, and then using size, shape, color, and number adjective notes, they wrote a description about their art work. We hung all snowmen up on the wall, and if the snowman could be guessed just by hearing about it, that student knew they were a great writer!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOn1VScYJXowhdMwBjaUeEY1b7Uaf20yZlTu34LPKZ8W8WRTrMR6_Qm3MO4z2iwyXFAr1TLYDZ3jWep49mYS30Pg_sLz1XZPk7GNqY5V-IExPBLeCeI3ZzNLzyaW_gxvPEtaVC26fxm1vk9v2jMOQnmNF4_VjDXWjObHwM1VmIfXtzYOWMK1XVYnMw/s3395/FullSizeRender.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3395" data-original-width="2485" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOn1VScYJXowhdMwBjaUeEY1b7Uaf20yZlTu34LPKZ8W8WRTrMR6_Qm3MO4z2iwyXFAr1TLYDZ3jWep49mYS30Pg_sLz1XZPk7GNqY5V-IExPBLeCeI3ZzNLzyaW_gxvPEtaVC26fxm1vk9v2jMOQnmNF4_VjDXWjObHwM1VmIfXtzYOWMK1XVYnMw/w293-h400/FullSizeRender.jpg" width="293" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My Snowman, by Luci (1st grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> My snowman is made up of two medium round white snowballs. It has two small round eyes. Its nose is one medium orange triangle. It has a medium smile mouth with nine pieces of black coal. My snowman has a big half circle hat with blue and purple halves. I love its clothing! Its wearing green striped mittens. The background has purple mountains. I think my snowman is pretty!</span></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1n0P_jLI0wOIeezbDfNM8m4ZiGjmMIDkgbaWGVPzqVgKpHjl62lNfZ73-XgL-dfxxoHyth792EqOGf9seA6AhS2uMnsi-i-L_10YQ9AkOjNCWqf4l76Oy7VUXoveZocmRfLT4eUwRtUvJLRfSDnyB1kwkrcy5LFmoKLTcFp5GFW9yRDjo3UqXonrM/s3562/Idri.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3562" data-original-width="2746" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1n0P_jLI0wOIeezbDfNM8m4ZiGjmMIDkgbaWGVPzqVgKpHjl62lNfZ73-XgL-dfxxoHyth792EqOGf9seA6AhS2uMnsi-i-L_10YQ9AkOjNCWqf4l76Oy7VUXoveZocmRfLT4eUwRtUvJLRfSDnyB1kwkrcy5LFmoKLTcFp5GFW9yRDjo3UqXonrM/w309-h400/Idri.jpg" width="309" /></a></div></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My Snowman, by Idri (2nd grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> My snowman is made up of two big small yellow and brown snowballs. It has two medium oval brown and black eyes. Its nose is huge, pointy, purple, and orange. It has a </span></span>medium round purple mouth. On the top of its head, it has an antennae. My snowman has big, stretchy, brown arms. I love its clothing! It is wearing straight, furry clothing. The background has trees. I think my snowman is great!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgK8o71QZIeibrOBPW5lPtyVQXMHVFdBy-OtB_S4d8l4NEZmQlNKjZBaYGu41iwKHBrsYqPUFV68J8rkG0kgKuEXIqCTcpJVlQotDsK_ajZ7TTLjyeShTtpK4I8xsdmsz6tS0wpTBYVf3DFx2qHXFZDqSFDTyDhNbEtynM_k_3iAOJEyGZCNpFA7bB/s4032/123_1%202.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgK8o71QZIeibrOBPW5lPtyVQXMHVFdBy-OtB_S4d8l4NEZmQlNKjZBaYGu41iwKHBrsYqPUFV68J8rkG0kgKuEXIqCTcpJVlQotDsK_ajZ7TTLjyeShTtpK4I8xsdmsz6tS0wpTBYVf3DFx2qHXFZDqSFDTyDhNbEtynM_k_3iAOJEyGZCNpFA7bB/w300-h400/123_1%202.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My snowman, by Acey (3rd grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> My snowman is made of two small, round, gray snowballs. It has two medium, round, dark black eyes. Its nose is small, round, and red. It has a small smiling mouth with give black pieces of coal. On the top of its head, it has a small, curved, green hat. My snowman is wearing a red scarf, pink and purple mittens, and a green beanie. The background has a big green tree and ten gray snowballs. I think my snowman is cute!</span></span><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-73916235454262432542023-02-20T17:20:00.002-08:002023-02-20T17:20:32.154-08:00Powerful Paragraphs!<p style="text-align: center;"> <i>After we mastered strong sentence writing, we moved on to paragraph writing. The goal was to vary our sentence styles to make every sentence interesting to read. As you read these paragraphs, you'll notice that no two sentences have the same pattern, word length, or start style. Topic options varied, as there were ten choices of topics kids would be interested in, from:</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>~ building a snowman</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>~the best kind of weather</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>~ the yuckiest food</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>~ a favorite class</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>~ the best holiday</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>~ my least favorite chore</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>And more!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Enjoy these samples! (More to come as more work gets turned in!)</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;">The Worst Chore, by Connor (4th grade)</p><p style="text-align: left;"> Folding clothes is boring and dreadful. It requires me to go slowly and be careful. In the morning, when I have to fold clothes, I feel super tired. Because folding clothes is so boring, I try to do it carefully, but as quickly as I can. When I am done, I shove my clothes in my drawer. Clearly, folding clothes is the worst possible chore ever!<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i> </i>My Least Favorite Chore, by Natalie (4th grade)<br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span> <span> Cleaning my room gives me a horrible, tingling sensation as my mom yells at me to hurry up and finish cleaning THAT corner. "Oh, the pain!" I said, as I groan and moan as all the dirty clothes and things in my closet fall out on top of me. Because the stink was too much for me, I quickly tried to shove the dirty clothes and the unidentifiable, dusty things back into the closet. Oh, when will this suffering end? I slowly slumped back on to my moldy chair as I stared at the piles of junk. Incredibly, I managed to haul four toys off my unmade bed. When I finally finished this hard ordeal after severeal hours, I fainted on my hard wooden floor.</span></span><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-62072963733324856572023-02-20T15:47:00.001-08:002023-02-20T17:20:49.138-08:00Super Sentence Writing!<p style="text-align: center;"> <i>No matter what age groups I am teaching, I always love starting new sessions with this important assignment that emphasizes the importance of grammar and painting the perfect picture in the reader's mind by careful placements of clauses and phrases. We start off by learning that a sentence needs five things to be a complete sentence:</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>1. A noun (subject)</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>2. A verb (predicate)</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>3. A capital letter</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>4. A mark of punctuation at the end</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>5. It needs to be a complete thought.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>We start with the boring sentence:</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>The snowflake falls.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>From there, we add adjectives, adverbs, phrases and clauses that tell "where," "when," and "why." My "Awesome" students experiment with the placement of these tools to make the best-sounding sentence possible. The result is sentences that are as beautiful and unique as snoflakes themselves! Enjoy these samples across the grades!</i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioywuf2Ft4mqByP0I6cKxn6dpIEKWuzh3aDZIYUXZEn1fj_mnZqCmusaHIivrSQ3Ih5MOYgO7oQimZk-IJfWD4rDwZCnUsuFGlYpjbf1sAD_mDkPP2jTWzevRJwJDvYXyy9v_ycAHy0wbTpMuqGLv7MCVEabvwhPF7Q3SwOnEX7zYiub0kiv2YI76p/s3558/IMG_0005.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3558" data-original-width="2601" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioywuf2Ft4mqByP0I6cKxn6dpIEKWuzh3aDZIYUXZEn1fj_mnZqCmusaHIivrSQ3Ih5MOYgO7oQimZk-IJfWD4rDwZCnUsuFGlYpjbf1sAD_mDkPP2jTWzevRJwJDvYXyy9v_ycAHy0wbTpMuqGLv7MCVEabvwhPF7Q3SwOnEX7zYiub0kiv2YI76p/w293-h400/IMG_0005.jpeg" width="293" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">by Aanya (1st grade)</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiORC1_0DCuI5bZErLsMtxrixm_7B2AyOt9ZC3ka987zdta5K8Aolbw7a4XdVL4ZizlYp0XxycNfNAFep2CB8VtNzSVne_3szUGHwqSh5OlQ-SHEGU83hgJiRTh2Xt_6pTL_pBQkxeXZSkJXaSzRimXtnnO3mcem1oZd-uCJMcg4X9un_PJsHZmhdzJ/s3379/IMG_0006.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;">by Risha (2nd grade)</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwycqKAOnDucGd2icq4cvOd2_dTbIKiBjuHbr_f2u_2LSZp_uodmyWq0bRk0IFLGWJYXPI9hz1O0O4nxgr1IgC1Rp4Pqq82XghbisTk6Bo8dTz-5LVHIJQU6u7Oa7cvJXqDawn0zENOTa47WIIs2H_JWQCK7Uxw90eQ8NAbgvwFO5FILAaMLWfHUxd/s3440/IMG_0007.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3440" data-original-width="2584" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwycqKAOnDucGd2icq4cvOd2_dTbIKiBjuHbr_f2u_2LSZp_uodmyWq0bRk0IFLGWJYXPI9hz1O0O4nxgr1IgC1Rp4Pqq82XghbisTk6Bo8dTz-5LVHIJQU6u7Oa7cvJXqDawn0zENOTa47WIIs2H_JWQCK7Uxw90eQ8NAbgvwFO5FILAaMLWfHUxd/w300-h400/IMG_0007.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">by Momo (3rd grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;">by Winston (5th grade)</div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-28574518238504955762022-12-17T14:25:00.001-08:002022-12-17T14:25:14.488-08:00A Wish List for Others<p style="text-align: center;"> <i>This is typically a time of year for kids to make wish lists and focus on what they want. So, I like challenging them at this time of year to see if they can think of others in need, and write a wish list on their behalf. My students had no problem thinking of others in need in their communities and the world. Enjoy these two sweet samples!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: left;">Dear Santa,<br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span> </span><span> I am writing this letter for the homeless all over the world. They need a house, food, health, and education.</span><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span> </span><span> You need to help the homeless because they will get sick and die. They also need all this stuff because they have a right to live. If they don't have all this stuff, they make the streets look messy.</span><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span> </span><span> If you help the homeless people, they will be super happy and it will also change their lives. It also will make the streets cleaner and our lives happier.</span><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> Your friend, Gilbert (4th grade)</span><br /></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span><span><span><span>A Wish List for the Children of St. Jude Hospital, by Emily (5th grade)</span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> From Thanksgiving to Christmas to the New Year, we have the tendency to ask for gifts for ourselves. When most people ask for gifts for themselves, they tend to forget about other people who are less fortunate, and are in tougher situations than we are, such as the children of St. Jude Hospital.</span><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> Many children of the St. Jude Hospital are sick with diseases, some with diseases doctors don't even know about. With no knowledge of the disease, doctors can't give the child the treatment he or she needs, resulting in the possible death of the child. Doctors need money for further research, medication, and hospital treatment. Children from the age of 0-8 are extremely vulnerable from disease such as lung cancer and brain cancer. With the money needed, sick children can not only survive, but also thrive. Not only that, but their parents would be forever happy and grateful, not only for their child surviving but for all the gifts and donations of all the kind Samaritans who all got together and helped their child survive. Can you imagine all the pain, suffering, and worrying of the parents for their child's well-being for all the days, months, even years!</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> By giving the foundation of St. Jude Hospital money, toys, or even just a simple note, people worldwide are joining together as on whole, as kind Samaritans who will help the future generation to have a chance at life, and better opportunities in their community.</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-15153318074632069372022-12-17T14:15:00.003-08:002022-12-17T14:15:43.537-08:00Thanksgiving Thoughts<p style="text-align: center;"> "<i>Thanksgiving Thoughts" was a fun, fill-in-the-blank assignment my "Budding Authors and Artists" did right before Thanksgiving. It was wonderful to see the thoughts of my young students as they pondered what Thanksgiving meant to them. </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Here is Zachary's (2nd grade) essay:</i></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span> </span><span> Thanksgiving is a thankful and wonderful holiday. It is in the month of November. Thanksgiving is about thanking, being grateful, and getting together as a family.</span><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span> </span><span> I like Thanksgiving Day because my family and I get together with my whole family and sometimes go on vacation. We are also thankful and grateful.</span><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"> Here is a list of things I am most thankful for, and why:</p><p style="text-align: left;">1. My family- They make me feel loved.</p><p style="text-align: left;">2. My house- It makes me feel warm and safe.</p><p style="text-align: left;">3. My friends- They make me happy.</p><p style="text-align: left;">4. My teachers- They help me learn.</p><p style="text-align: left;">5. God- He made me.</p><p style="text-align: left;">6. Math- It helps me learn.</p><p style="text-align: left;">7. School- I get together with my friends.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Happy Thanksgiving!</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-56968448982860153812022-12-17T14:09:00.004-08:002022-12-17T14:09:42.751-08:00Persuasive Writing: Let's Vote!<p style="text-align: center;"> <i>Near election day, we learned the art of persuasive writing by creating a proposition to vote for, or by running for a government office, and persuading others to vote for us! We discussed that each short essay should have an introduction, a body paragraph with more detail, and a conclusion with a "sell it"/persuasive sentence included. Enjoy these great ideas!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b id="docs-internal-guid-7e4b57de-7fff-b2bf-1c6c-029a0174cd4b" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Prop 333 by Armin (5th grade)</span></span></p><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Have you ever seen homeless people on the streets just sitting and suffering? Prop 333 will give the homeless places to live, food, clothes, dietary needs, and a community that cares.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">First, Prop 333 will give homeless people places to live by using tax money to build more shelters. There will also be a service created to drive around and gather them to be later transported to a shelter. We will also create a donation to pay for the clothes, food, and dietary needs. Several people have volunteered to live at the shelter with the homeless and take care of them along with many doctors keeping them healthy. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ultimately, this will get the homeless off the streets and a place that they can call home. If you want to stop seeing people suffering on the streets, vote yes on Prop 333. </span></span></p><div><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div><p style="text-align: center;">Elise for President! (5th grade)</p><p style="text-align: left;"><span> </span><span> Can you imagine what it would be like if a smart, productive, and collaborative GIRL president was elected for office? Well, that will happen if you wisely vote for Elise!</span><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span> </span><span> Have you ever walked outside of your house and smelled the very unhealthy smell of smoke? Voting for me would completely get ride of that horrible smell. If you're a person that likes the smell of smoke, consider it again for it has been proven that smoke is toxic and damages your lungs. I would also have a more prioritized goal of protecting the Earth than any other presidents, because I believe that having a healthy and eco-friendly planet for the next generation is crucial. Next, I will create a goal to fight fairly for rights. It doesn't matter matter what you look like or any other things that you think is negative, because everyone is created equally by God. Finally, an issue that I will address is also the problem of low pay rates for jobs. For example, some teachers are not paid like other teachers are, which is not fair. This can cause lives to deteriorate (make or become worse). I will address all these issues, and many other ones.</span><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span> </span><span> So if you want a president who makes your job super fun and fights for the fair rights of the people, vote for the ultimately awesome Elise!</span><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Titus for President (4th grade)</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Hi, I’m Titus, a hardworking and focused, and I’m running for president. Although I’m going to need your help to get votes. I’m going to tell you some things I’ll </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">probably</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> do if I win.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I think we should increase fines for littering on nature, or on city property, and promote recyclable material. Think about it! If you litter, that means more repairs, which cost MONEY$$$, meaning I, the president, get less money to spend on more important things, like funding and productions. Do you want that? Definitely NOT right? I know I’m so smart.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span id="docs-internal-guid-dea16fce-7fff-7d0a-f182-c28686b915e5"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Anyways back to what I was saying, if you want a happy, stress free environment, then I STRONGLY encourage you to vote for me, TITUS!</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-45634611200059780452022-11-08T09:51:00.006-08:002022-12-18T18:07:57.715-08:00Personification: My Life as a Pumpkin<p style="text-align: center;"> <i>I love this assignment that teaches students how fun it can be to explore the concept of Personification: Giving non-human things human traits. First, we study the life cycle of a pumpkin, from seed to final cut from the stem. We talk about how it would feel to be a tiny seed, a vine with a yellow flower, a big or small pumpkin, and how our life would end. After we study and discuss, we story map three chapters of our life, and then present a rough draft of our story. Finally, after some editing, we create a beautiful final copy with pictures and three chapters. Enjoy these samples across the grades!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;">By Vivia, 2nd grade</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4M20b9F33XzJj1liPwr9Vp_otJEX7wdTj8pzaRBstoGK-kXX9uVoJck186CO6ToEfKzmBkNxVqe7khqHtNnUfcMSzYrBX2zasgAJnyp87KyLbG-S1blu7YQ8d-y0XkYLXaFnl8jrDJ9o6MZg7-Yw_uAxstaQZR20n2KZV01PDnw8jd47F-Xtti_cp/s3646/Vivia%201.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3646" data-original-width="2701" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4M20b9F33XzJj1liPwr9Vp_otJEX7wdTj8pzaRBstoGK-kXX9uVoJck186CO6ToEfKzmBkNxVqe7khqHtNnUfcMSzYrBX2zasgAJnyp87KyLbG-S1blu7YQ8d-y0XkYLXaFnl8jrDJ9o6MZg7-Yw_uAxstaQZR20n2KZV01PDnw8jd47F-Xtti_cp/w474-h640/Vivia%201.jpg" width="474" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7sNqwW35zqux90UXUFFwp0CUI4ejqi6grHJXgjgGqlXd2j3gPUkXkMDiMtSJBUMgIweqTz3TW36cothVPgDBB_CmPDfRW58H5aUe2aG3qgp-2QcnKz0oiNvj4r7NmNnpJeIZn_aPENCf6FqRS_2HTK3iD_k4fWxOxb3R45xQ7HFTeFOjzwa5rXq9H/s3286/Vivia%202.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3286" data-original-width="2446" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7sNqwW35zqux90UXUFFwp0CUI4ejqi6grHJXgjgGqlXd2j3gPUkXkMDiMtSJBUMgIweqTz3TW36cothVPgDBB_CmPDfRW58H5aUe2aG3qgp-2QcnKz0oiNvj4r7NmNnpJeIZn_aPENCf6FqRS_2HTK3iD_k4fWxOxb3R45xQ7HFTeFOjzwa5rXq9H/w477-h640/Vivia%202.jpg" width="477" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg78V5pZOCjJz0zV-nJTWj3nW_W8rxwk-dFZUfrMIvhXicLEwbSoauaFBZ_GZGSKiLCsAaDKUv1dNO6jzsYRwMHYXaN7RTbMIxeqKjf4LGQMZXOYr9cpfb27MSuQSTgKMxS0YMgz4jeZRw7JF-8KCptXwP0JSZvJm4_O3cwZvz-KrodOZucgD-wzHP-/s3081/Vivia%203.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3081" data-original-width="2343" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg78V5pZOCjJz0zV-nJTWj3nW_W8rxwk-dFZUfrMIvhXicLEwbSoauaFBZ_GZGSKiLCsAaDKUv1dNO6jzsYRwMHYXaN7RTbMIxeqKjf4LGQMZXOYr9cpfb27MSuQSTgKMxS0YMgz4jeZRw7JF-8KCptXwP0JSZvJm4_O3cwZvz-KrodOZucgD-wzHP-/w486-h640/Vivia%203.jpg" width="486" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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white-space: pre-wrap;">My Life as a Pumpkin</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Amethysta, serif; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">By Dana (4th grade)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBXN_ameGqySgf5MhCUTxfZL_BNP_c1PrzXQNMO4F7pOVfvBZY8ZbkqGtxVtkXt1aQRwvD_rgmC176ayElGDQ94_ig0XLCuMzQvdk_e2ScHBuGZDg29jfBMIZrR0d8RL9J12UPHTGuqHuiVRSKkJHelH2QjSBC-bbyjeLXyq7qJVxC3PidIvHV1Srz/s3503/IMG_5105.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3503" data-original-width="2699" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBXN_ameGqySgf5MhCUTxfZL_BNP_c1PrzXQNMO4F7pOVfvBZY8ZbkqGtxVtkXt1aQRwvD_rgmC176ayElGDQ94_ig0XLCuMzQvdk_e2ScHBuGZDg29jfBMIZrR0d8RL9J12UPHTGuqHuiVRSKkJHelH2QjSBC-bbyjeLXyq7qJVxC3PidIvHV1Srz/w309-h400/IMG_5105.jpeg" width="309" /></a></div><br /><p></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ch. 1</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I woke up as just a little seed in a giant patch of squishy soil in late spring. I saw a man staring at me. What’re </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">you </span><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">looking at? He seemed old. I was afraid that his big, black boots would crush my delicate self. If they did, I would not be happy. Anyway, I was surrounded by grass and pebbles. And bugs. Ew! I was scared. I was trapped. What was going to happen?</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> I sat there for a few hours. The man disappeared. Then I became super thirsty. Where was the watering can? I needed water! I waited. And waited. And waited. I waited for so long I became quite impatient and unhappy. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> At last, the man came back with his watering can and I was glad. He poured the water over my head and left. I just hoped he would come back soon.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Before long, the moon was out and the air became foggy. I was cold. I tried to sleep but the crickets would not let me. Who knew crickets were so annoying? Rain began to pour. Just as I was beginning to fall asleep, a little leg sprouted off of me. Soon came a little umbrella to help with the rain. Yay!</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Finally, the morning arrived. I felt the fresh air against my face. The sun came out and the rain ceased. My umbrella was not needed. Go, umbrella, go! It did not go. As I began my exploration, I realized that I had neighbors! We talked for a while. There was Bob, Stewart, and Tom. They were all fairly nice. Except for the one to my right. He was the naughty one from the moment his seed was buried in the dirt. He was Joe. I was no longer afraid of the big, weird world. I was excited!</span></span></p><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ch. 2</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Days passed and summer began. My neighbors and I had few visits with the old man, but enough that we never starved. My unnecessary umbrellas seemed to grow. The times were uneventful. Until the day when my arms arrived. They stretched out into a tangled mess around the lawn. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Soon enough, my neighbors got them, too. We wrapped around rocks, tree branches, pipes, and even an old chair. Joe and I decided to arm wrestle. It was a terrible idea. We had fun with our new arms. Summer was not quite over.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Many days later, we received yellow hats. They were great for summer. I guess they were so attractive that the bees swarmed around them, collecting the strange dots. I guess they wanted some style, too. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> It was fun, but Tom told me that the stingers were dangerous. I guess he was right because the second they poked the old man, he began to howl. Poor guy. I guessed he had to be given time to recover because an old woman took over his job of watering us.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Night came and the last heavy rain fell before the drought. I had the weirdest dream ever that night. My beautiful green color turned orange. I became big. I grew a stem. My arms wrestled no more. I had become a pumpkin. Ha!</span></span></p><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ch. 3</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> When I woke up, I was terrorized. My dream…</span><span style="font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">wasn’t</span><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> a dream! I was an actual pumpkin!</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Fall came. I had a bed of crunchy, dry leaves. But not for long. A new man with a top hat and a suit came and took me and my neighbors (who were also pumpkins) away to this giant mansion. He set me on the windowsill and took my friends somewhere else. Bye, guys!</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Later that day, a big black bulldog charged at me. His head pushed me off the windowsill into the yard! Ack! I was falling through the air. The sky seemed to grow smaller and smaller. Wind rushed past me. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the end. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> But it wasn’t the end. I landed on familiar dry leaves. I was very dizzy, but I managed to pull myself together. The sky did not shrink anymore and the friendly breeze continued. Relief filled my mind.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> I looked around. There was Tom, Joe, Bob, and Stewart! Yay! The happy neighbors were together again.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> We grew old. Like, really old. Joe became mature. I started to, well, rot. And my last words (well, more like thoughts) were “Goodbye, world! My life was great!”</span></span></p></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My Life as a Pumpkin, by Charlotte (5th grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSLluFRq83_L01Dk0nI5JqGgOQ1g5l-0tswJm6hs2lmHhgFI-xU74gpEKM3p10z1Ae6DHGksaXslgbSrmnjj-E3O8_Cc65HVNU3Tz9WAgpBjpwIwzvytNx8crIGtnlkwDiKmN6_BpTc2iHeKxdOJETf-DCUbW9-9sMY7Y1Np9F2NklnWsI78v5tz2n/s3835/IMG_5018.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3835" data-original-width="2914" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSLluFRq83_L01Dk0nI5JqGgOQ1g5l-0tswJm6hs2lmHhgFI-xU74gpEKM3p10z1Ae6DHGksaXslgbSrmnjj-E3O8_Cc65HVNU3Tz9WAgpBjpwIwzvytNx8crIGtnlkwDiKmN6_BpTc2iHeKxdOJETf-DCUbW9-9sMY7Y1Np9F2NklnWsI78v5tz2n/w304-h400/IMG_5018.jpeg" width="304" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> </span><span> I started my life as a small, beautiful pumpkin seed. I felt the warm sun shine on my white rough skin. The tulips and daffodils leaned on my light, white body. I saw an old couple holding hands walk out of the small cottage near me. I felt my mouth start to move. I started to smile, grinning from ear to ear, thinking about being baked into pumpkin muffins. My cozy garden around me brightened in the clam, glistening sun.</span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span> </span><span> I felt my vine leaves cover my greenish, hazel eyes. Bees were buzzing and coming extra close to my proud face. "I am gonna be a muffin!" I whispered to myself excitedly. </span></span>I heard birds chirping and saw butterflies flying over my head. Jocelyn poured cold water on me, making me shiver. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> </span><span> Days and days had passed. Suddenly, I noticed long tendrils coming out of me. They grasped onto the pretty tulips and daffodils held them hard. "Let go of me!" the flowers say in a small, squeaky voice.</span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span> </span><span> My flowers danced around while one stayed on my head, like a sun hat. Small brown bunnies hopped around me; their cute eyes met mine, and my heart fluttered.</span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span> </span><span> Months and days had passed. It was November, and I was in a hot box. It was an oven! Suddenly, the oven opened and I saw Jocelyn greet my beautiful orange muffins with a warm smile.</span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span> </span><span> Jocelyn carried me out onto a long wooden brown table, with smiles all around. Laughing and chattering filled the happy room. The big turkey next to me winked happily, and so did the plates and utensils. Happy tears filled each of my muffin's small eyes.</span><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> "I had a great life," I thought gratefully.</span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>I had a group of students in grades 4-8 that received a similar, but different, assignment. Their job was to explore the concept of "Show not tell." This is a crucial skill to learn in order to achieve that next level of writing. An example of telling is:</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>"They put a candle inside me."</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>An example of showing is:</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>"After my smiling face was carved, my owners placed a chunky red candle inside my newly hollowed-out orange cranium. The warmth of the flickering candle brought me comfort, and I felt happy."</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>As you can see, it is challenging to write in this way. Enjoy these samples!</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Pumpkin Life, by Siwon (4th grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> </span><span> I am a we-be-little pumpkin, and I am in the horrifying kitchen on Halloween eve!</span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span> </span><span> The owner is getting ready to slice and carve me! The wonderful owner's wife is getting her songs ready for this horrible "trick or treating." Then I feel and hear a big "snap" from my body. The blood drips from my body!</span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span> </span><span> He paints me, cuts and slices me, and scoops and hammers me really hard! I am screaming inside out. Now the giant lifts me to the wonderful porch and puts a royal blue candle in me!</span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span> </span><span> An hour later, I start burning to death. Good-bye earth! I cross over the rainbow bridge.</span><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><p></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Life as a Pumpkin, by Alex (8th grade)</span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span id="docs-internal-guid-7831dbc5-7fff-b96a-db16-1836d90e8192" style="text-align: start;"><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Surrounded by pumpkins, I am just one of hundreds lying on the ground, ready to be taken wherever pumpkins go. Giants are roaming about the land, and every so often one of my fellow pumpkins that I have known for many of my miserable pumpkin-years is kidnapped and then never heard of again. Everyone here knows that they will eventually be snatched, and it is only a matter of time until each and every one of us disappears.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Suddenly, the ground drops away as a pair of huge hands lifts me into the air; it is now my turn to go. I am jerked around as the giant carries me toward the skyscraper where every pumpkin disappears. I am dropped roughly on the flat surface, and the giant that grabbed me and the giant at the skyscraper have a verbal exchange. Then, I am lifted off the skyscraper roof and carried over to a giant metal machine. I am thrown in the back and, as the door shuts, the last bit of sunlight disappears.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">One pumpkin-day later…</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The door opens, waking me from my sleep as a beam of blinding light lances into my enclosure. I am grabbed yet again and lifted many pumpkin-feet off the ground as I am carried to a gigantic house. The giant puts me down on the towering grass in front of the concrete steps and, to my surprise, I see three of my pumpkin friends who had left a couple pumpkin-days before.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The entrance opens, and out comes three more giants, each wielding a sharp metal object that gleams in the sunlight. Each of the four takes a pumpkin; I am lifted off the ground yet again, and carried a pumpkin-mile to another portion of the grass, where I am put down and the giant leans over me. I think about my life, have I lived enough? Was it worth it? Then, a blinding flash of pain, and I find out what happens to every other pumpkin that I have seen grabbed before my eyes.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I feel searing heat around my stem as the top of my head is removed. Then, a scoop comes in and starts scraping out my brain. I don’t feel any pain except from the hole in my head, as my brain does not have any nerves. It is still a weird feeling though; I can see what is going on, but I don’t feel. These final seconds are relatively painless, and my passing is swift.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The Life of a Pumpkin by Brody (8th grade)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b id="docs-internal-guid-f553c988-7fff-4370-afb5-3d35a5431134" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-size-adjust: auto; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Surrounded by darkness and my fellow pumpkin siblings, I sit in the cardboard box that will carry me to my Doom. Honk! Honk! I feel myself flung across to the left side of the box as the truck I’m in does a sharp turn. The truck makes another sharp turn swinging me to the right. My stem hits the side of the box pushing the flaps open and ripping the tape. I feel air rush against my orange skin as I get flung into the sky before landing gratefully onto a padding of lush green grass.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-size-adjust: auto; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I sit there for a couple pumpkin hours watching the autumn leaves fly by when suddenly I get picked up by a giant creature who has probably taken interest in me, scanning my body with huge brown and white eyes. I get brought inside a gigantic house by the giant.. I get placed on a dark brown table by the Giant. Finally feeling safe, I decide to take a nap, happy and cozy in this new home.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-size-adjust: auto; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Rudely awakened from my slumber, I feel a stinging pain in the top of my head slowly sneaking its way around my stem. Just like that the top of my head vanishes. Before I can comprehend what just happened, an arm reaches inside my body, pulling out all of my pumpkin organs and pumpkin children. I look up and see a giant arm toss my guts in a bin like garbage. I don't feel pain, only large amounts of sadness. The giant takes my pumpkin children and spreads them out on a pan and shoves them in a hot metal box. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-size-adjust: auto; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">My sadness turns into anger, directed at the giant who lured me into a false sense of security before cutting me open, burning my children alive, and scraping out my guts. Now I feel empty and angry. In my pumpkin rage I rock back and forth, my stem like a metronome, until I fall off the table and splat on the hardwood floor leaving a mess of pumpkin fragments and orange goop.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">In my dying thoughts I think about how my life as a pumpkin was not the best, but my childhood was nice, sitting in the fields of green grass eating up the sunlight and water like a ravenous bear. Oh well, at least my children will provide happiness to the giant.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="white-space: normal;"></span><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" style="white-space: normal;" /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Final Days, by Kyle (8th grade)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">My pumpkin friends lie next to me in the field. The big, yellow circle is at its peak in the sky. Humans roam the patch, each about two pumpkins tall. A tall man, about two and a half pumpkins tall, snatches my friend. “Nooooooooo!” I yell. “Not Ben!” Ben was my best friend. We've known each other for five whole days, which is the longest I’ve known any pumpkin. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b id="docs-internal-guid-05aec8db-7fff-7630-51f5-ecaf2573cb7e" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-size-adjust: auto; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Ben gets taken over to a big, blue metal monster. The monster has four circular black things on the bottom, keeping it from touching the ground. The man magically opens the back, and Ben gets tossed inside. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-size-adjust: auto; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">A few hours later, the big, yellow circle isn’t as high, and it’s my nap time. Right as I’m falling asleep, a miniature human runs up, pointing a chubby little finger at me. He makes the same, weird human noises I often hear. Another, normal sized human, grabs me with both hands. He brings me over to another human. This human is a bit shorter than usual. They exchange pieces of green paper. Because, apparently, I’m only worth pieces of green paper. The human takes me over to another big metal monster. The back half of the monster swings outward, and the human puts me inside. The cushion under me is soft and bouncy, perfect for a nap. My eyes soon close, and I’m drifting off to sleep.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-size-adjust: auto; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">When I wake up, I find myself lying on the steps to a huge house. The sky is magically pumpkin orange again, and the big, yellow circle is shining directly at me. The wind picks up, blowing leaves and twigs onto my face. A black bird perches on my stem. It drops off something white and sticky on my head, before flying away into a tree.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-size-adjust: auto; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The man that brought me to this horrid place, brings out a very, long green snake thingy. All of a sudden, water shoots out of its mouth, splashing me very rudely. The snake stops shooting water at me, and the human takes out something metallic. It reflects the yellow circle in my face, temporarily blinding me. I open my eyes, and I see the human leaning overy me. Pain suddenly flashes through my head. Black overcomes my eyes, as the pain knocks me out.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-size-adjust: auto; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">When I come to my senses, the sky is black, splattered with a few white dots here and there. In the sky, the big, yellow circle is replaced by a smaller, white semi-circle. I see a few small humans walking up the steps, and then they stand in front of the wooden door. One of the small humans is wearing a black robe, along with glasses, and he’s holding a stick. On the black robe, there is a red and yellow patch, displaying a lion. They press a yellow button on the side of the door, which makes a very loud sound. The door magically disappears, and the man who took me, takes out some brown and red rectangles to give to the small humans. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-size-adjust: auto; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Ah, I remember this. This is Halloween! The pumpkin elders told me about this event, where small humans walk up to big humans’ houses, demanding the big humans to give them rectangles. Humans have some very weird traditions. I see many small humans come and go, until eventually, they don’t come anymore. I drift off to sleep again. (What? A pumpkin sleeps a lot, okay?)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-size-adjust: auto; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /></b></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">When I wake up, the big yellow circle is back, and the sky is back to its normal blue color. The man walks out of the magical door, and then he picks me up. He takes me over to a green box, which is next to a blue box and a black box. He magically opens the top (still don’t know how they do it), and drops me inside. The bottom is very squishy, with a bunch black, plastic bags, filled with stuff that I don’t know, nor want to know about. He closes the top, and now I know: I will never see the sky again.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="white-space: normal;"></span><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" style="white-space: normal;" /></span></p></span><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" style="text-align: start;" /></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></i></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><i><br /></i><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-30844145603035077372022-11-06T19:27:00.007-08:002022-11-11T14:03:29.275-08:00Descriptive Writing Lesson: The Monster Draw Game!<p style="text-align: left;"> <i>The "Awesome" class had a slightly more challenging task for Descriptive Writing. </i><i>This writing game is a favorite of my students! It's a fantastic lesson in on-demand and descriptive writing. I teach my students that their job is to create the perfect picture in their readers' minds of exactly what they want them to see. If a writer misses ONE adjective, the picture is altered!</i></p><p style="text-align: left;"><i>Here is how this game is played:</i></p><p style="text-align: left;"><i>Step #1: Draw a monster.</i></p><p style="text-align: left;"><i>Step #2: Write about your monster with vivid and descriptive language. Size, shape, color, number! These types of adjectives were our theme of the day.</i></p><p style="text-align: left;"><i>Step #3: Trade papers with a partner, and try to draw each other's monster with zero talking! The only assistance I offered was if someone's handwriting was a little challenging to read. Othewrise, the students were on their own with reading and drawing their partner's twin monster!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>These usually have a few that turn out hilariously different, but of course, the closest ones (voted on by the class) make the blog. Check these out!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;">Dana's Monster (4th grade)</p><p style="text-align: left;"><span> <span> My monster is an upside-down tear drop shape. He has two red horns on either side of the top of his head. They are not very big. He has two small brown arms on either sie of his body (the upside-down tear drop shape). They are both cone-shaped. He has two big gray eyes, with one eyebrow above each one. Then, at the bottom of his body, there are two small, cone-shaped brown legs.</span></span><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> His body is separated by three wavy diagnonal lines, all going fro right to left. The first line is a little above half of his body. It is all blue. Below that is a line just above the bottom of my monster. This section is green. The rest is black.</span></span><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span> <span> For his face, there are two small gray dots for nostrils just below his eyes. And below that, he has a U-shaped mouth that is gray.</span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span><span><span><span><span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihYR3dF_v_r2y36L-kQwzt5oM7DWm7Ea5m4Pe2BNhSShrXFK9Uj7svcBYaJ4TbQyQP-JolTTKK8TPUG7Hn4yUkRQF0syUahDYKokkSluL368MG_gSv5tlAQJ1_6m5mSEPqnZtylrI0xqyDox22ABpuJJ5Cigy4BE9tnbcNUhZ5YWageETZfZcpQBSd/s2328/Dana.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2328" data-original-width="1772" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihYR3dF_v_r2y36L-kQwzt5oM7DWm7Ea5m4Pe2BNhSShrXFK9Uj7svcBYaJ4TbQyQP-JolTTKK8TPUG7Hn4yUkRQF0syUahDYKokkSluL368MG_gSv5tlAQJ1_6m5mSEPqnZtylrI0xqyDox22ABpuJJ5Cigy4BE9tnbcNUhZ5YWageETZfZcpQBSd/w305-h400/Dana.jpg" width="305" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Dana wrote so clearly that her partner Cho (5th grade) drew this!:</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6_p9L6KPtTkvnveerM-8GXontr3oz6ztnUDF-JQLbLCo0glZd9Y7jhi3KO9LI2AzivyTuht6sYBOjSQsSfZxbN4sYxBAOMk7GyvX0WKwcj-wGpQOig1T70ZPMTXq-cQRRCz4eQT5ECtfeUenFeOzLarD-6-n6sPk3x_IVjaKDrW56kkJtCSMEB3v6/s2588/Cho.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2588" data-original-width="2015" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6_p9L6KPtTkvnveerM-8GXontr3oz6ztnUDF-JQLbLCo0glZd9Y7jhi3KO9LI2AzivyTuht6sYBOjSQsSfZxbN4sYxBAOMk7GyvX0WKwcj-wGpQOig1T70ZPMTXq-cQRRCz4eQT5ECtfeUenFeOzLarD-6-n6sPk3x_IVjaKDrW56kkJtCSMEB3v6/w311-h400/Cho.jpg" width="311" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Armin's Monster (5th grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> My monster is a big triangle cut into three portions, just like a candy corn. The top section is all blue. The middle section has two giant oval red eyes in it. The rest of the middle section is green. The bottom section has a very tiny circle for a mouth. That tiny circle is red. The rest of the bottom section is purple. The background is all yellow. The triangle, or monster, is as big as you can draw it on the paper.</span></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb-2cUkPAoVaSkZyHUlGGZHpaqOBqvTRKFW3mrgz36gMhgFtZ3-mSgBFE00p9Ho0BMmGbJpTT8bxftoKVpKiJixgQ1kzDCUr4F_INMLkV9A51aPjAWJaSZH8XaPasr3B70JnifysSLXP3W3zd5AIl7DwLNPzHpfswIBHUudo2zGkx2StHSnW8HDsFb/s2746/Armin.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2746" data-original-width="2012" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb-2cUkPAoVaSkZyHUlGGZHpaqOBqvTRKFW3mrgz36gMhgFtZ3-mSgBFE00p9Ho0BMmGbJpTT8bxftoKVpKiJixgQ1kzDCUr4F_INMLkV9A51aPjAWJaSZH8XaPasr3B70JnifysSLXP3W3zd5AIl7DwLNPzHpfswIBHUudo2zGkx2StHSnW8HDsFb/w293-h400/Armin.jpg" width="293" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Armin and his partner Irene (5th grade) debated on the effectiveness of the "candy corn" part of Armin's writing, and were pretty entertaining to listen to on the day we judged the winners! However, the class voted these as practical twins!</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzfN691HQV-PXuFzCQl7IsVPSnMnX8fk89mIVi2e4qVSBz95RZhbJvaVzHkgpJdUoyh7NWxKVySZ_4YTmbNzq219IejF1BAQLdROiQ7WdcqsRu6zhH9opOsAv3Axj2JOR5AXLtFwvvewOUoBiROlLPpmkW6pyXZTI1-wEx2AqIwfQsMbel2goUd1ld/s2516/Irene.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2516" data-original-width="2047" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzfN691HQV-PXuFzCQl7IsVPSnMnX8fk89mIVi2e4qVSBz95RZhbJvaVzHkgpJdUoyh7NWxKVySZ_4YTmbNzq219IejF1BAQLdROiQ7WdcqsRu6zhH9opOsAv3Axj2JOR5AXLtFwvvewOUoBiROlLPpmkW6pyXZTI1-wEx2AqIwfQsMbel2goUd1ld/w325-h400/Irene.jpg" width="325" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Connor's Monster (4th grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> <span> My monster has one big brown head with two big light green horns. Also it has five gray eyes and eight yellow teeth. It has red inside of the mouth.</span></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span> <span> My monster's torso is blood red. There are four long arms. On the left side they are orange, and on the right side, they are blue. The small hands are the same color as the arms, with sharp claws</span></span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span> <span> The monster has four small legs that are gray blue.</span></span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7378j2IZhPsf3lm1iRltAYg8Oh2jg-X7iRHsnUWNIUCI6LxUqRxj01-Qro9BaCzIDYJ4KZGySb-XuVQ4959mckZHnpCeD-oYxNZy5n6CY8-JHCJINpUW_fpKJeDivjZDrDcaOgrSPK5YdJJxuPIYXcw75LY2bgVs5IBvOtglVdhFGHwVe_k2qfwn1/s3617/Connor.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3617" data-original-width="2708" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7378j2IZhPsf3lm1iRltAYg8Oh2jg-X7iRHsnUWNIUCI6LxUqRxj01-Qro9BaCzIDYJ4KZGySb-XuVQ4959mckZHnpCeD-oYxNZy5n6CY8-JHCJINpUW_fpKJeDivjZDrDcaOgrSPK5YdJJxuPIYXcw75LY2bgVs5IBvOtglVdhFGHwVe_k2qfwn1/w300-h400/Connor.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Connor's partner Liam (4th grade) was able to draw this close match!</i></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOAWqwSXLJl7chkbVdkxQZZzx5N3AyK3tY3UfoJAuhnd3rkPh1RM3oIggwBJ_ev6XaB43DStPdTvA7LYVfWMNgmTCf3r9GwIDRMZpFFILXCqERH0mkwjjMLaIHq9OrOULdlCFtr-U9vHhKeiOMaPknxynkt8kLlgaZsVbIgLvaosPDDS0d-Xqv_qoe/s3793/Liam.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3793" data-original-width="3007" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOAWqwSXLJl7chkbVdkxQZZzx5N3AyK3tY3UfoJAuhnd3rkPh1RM3oIggwBJ_ev6XaB43DStPdTvA7LYVfWMNgmTCf3r9GwIDRMZpFFILXCqERH0mkwjjMLaIHq9OrOULdlCFtr-U9vHhKeiOMaPknxynkt8kLlgaZsVbIgLvaosPDDS0d-Xqv_qoe/w318-h400/Liam.jpg" width="318" /></a></div><br />Arielle's Monster (6th grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> </span><span> My monster is called a Trog, and he looks like a tree. He is a long, medium sized tree, colored brown.</span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span> </span><span> He is a bare tree, so the top of the tree ends in three different sized spikes. Think of how tree braches look like at the top of the tree, and draw three of them. Other than the top of the tree, he is completely branchless.</span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span> </span><span> My trog, also known as a tree dog, is pretty cute. His eyes are half circles pointing down-ish. Just think of the normal scary ghost eyes. My trog eyes are completely colored black. My trog has a regular smile, but it's a smile with two white fangs.</span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span> </span><span> My trog has two sets of paws. Think of two u's and another two u's below. My trog has a tail. It kind of curves up, then has little lines (representing the fur) down. His tail is a little bit below the second pair of paws, but not at the very bottom. The tail is on YOUR right.</span><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span><span><span><span> </span><span> In the first pair of paws on YOUR RIGHT, he's holding an ice cream. He has a brown cone, a pretty longish triangle with left diagonal lines. Then there is a red scoop of ice cream, then a blue scoop of ice cream, then a purple ice cream scoop. Then a cherry. And then there are two ghosts. One next to the purple scoop, and one on the left side.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaVT9VyNfflIrQj50CWNAaUtQnBgRwjUHTkaYUmZegCqlshpk_sR2qzTfFBJfzZ4Nfd1inEMcK9F_rI8fCMqRefwX8nq_ikcwLL-QYw4WUiDgR11Rfg3okG4YImPF0sg4NWSDR_dvQXYdRNmvtmZAGLqflsJQoLiVkAhsFvhpAsM5SiCtgzQEFviJ8/s3231/IMG_5011.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3231" data-original-width="2414" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaVT9VyNfflIrQj50CWNAaUtQnBgRwjUHTkaYUmZegCqlshpk_sR2qzTfFBJfzZ4Nfd1inEMcK9F_rI8fCMqRefwX8nq_ikcwLL-QYw4WUiDgR11Rfg3okG4YImPF0sg4NWSDR_dvQXYdRNmvtmZAGLqflsJQoLiVkAhsFvhpAsM5SiCtgzQEFviJ8/w299-h400/IMG_5011.jpeg" width="299" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Arielle got Mika (6th grade) to draw this tree twin!</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdjTCm_IPhRKwF0m-rwR0g9WkYAYVWmx6CinZ3KHmbtwcTCVzPoDLvu_OOJqCqZFBkingEAYbFN_4e11rw1XUGwd6NbYx6T-VcNvr9AnWQR2XBX6VNUaXtOCu-KURQoapnJGmBTNiFlyTLMUZomLotoqref8iM12lo8l9Q4W12KZJumT7H9VWtr5Po/s3571/IMG_5012.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3571" data-original-width="2634" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdjTCm_IPhRKwF0m-rwR0g9WkYAYVWmx6CinZ3KHmbtwcTCVzPoDLvu_OOJqCqZFBkingEAYbFN_4e11rw1XUGwd6NbYx6T-VcNvr9AnWQR2XBX6VNUaXtOCu-KURQoapnJGmBTNiFlyTLMUZomLotoqref8iM12lo8l9Q4W12KZJumT7H9VWtr5Po/w295-h400/IMG_5012.jpeg" width="295" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Max's Monster (5th grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> </span><span> First, draw a large circle in the middle. Then draw twenty black stubby lines on the top of the circle. Now draw a cookie-sized circle in the top middle of the other circle. Under the cookie sized circle, draw an orange triangle the size of a penny. Under the triangle, draw a horizontal red banana. Now draw two blue vertical half bananas under the red banana. Under the large circle, draw two light blue skinny legs. Under the legs, put 3-toed feet that are red. In the two corners, put two medium size orange pumpkins, with a green stem on the top of them. On each side of the big circle, put two red spikes. In the cookie sized circle, put two oval yellow eyes. Color the rest of the cookie sized circle black. Color the rest of the big circle light blue. </span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span> </span><span> Now to the background. On the top two corners, draw simple black bats. Now color the rest of the background dark purple.</span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpGHP5k4JlsI1g7misrSaCh-FqUjcx8Kr8YwPA5D66hPcqX1rtAof6NYsvBhEb7O3_O0dGxQluj0AeWrCEcbySNwS2myyDrmib6-UQrki2yVJQtAv0OfGRepOPRNnIKtwRpK8p__S9jqIpo-1R53hl0zwTmRAussRYAbjCVzNYj7e-IOhspjU5IOdj/s3403/IMG_5013.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3403" data-original-width="2586" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpGHP5k4JlsI1g7misrSaCh-FqUjcx8Kr8YwPA5D66hPcqX1rtAof6NYsvBhEb7O3_O0dGxQluj0AeWrCEcbySNwS2myyDrmib6-UQrki2yVJQtAv0OfGRepOPRNnIKtwRpK8p__S9jqIpo-1R53hl0zwTmRAussRYAbjCVzNYj7e-IOhspjU5IOdj/w304-h400/IMG_5013.jpeg" width="304" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><i>With such an explicit "how to" essay, Max got Justin (5th grade) to draw this twin! </i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgotDyuBcQqit92rxqjCaAPCjiYlczyraC7rT3eJmMZZRlxVLZuaCu2kzLbPcb5tByvCgjUu8TmVpVq4eryAR8c-SaVbmjC65bRfAX_97-HU3SQlc2yjaubc6-s32rhTHH2rGnmnq43ky1lkViBetp5yWGjFIZnEIijunv963x1GqurN34ZqA8MoEHQ/s3461/IMG_5014.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3461" data-original-width="2732" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgotDyuBcQqit92rxqjCaAPCjiYlczyraC7rT3eJmMZZRlxVLZuaCu2kzLbPcb5tByvCgjUu8TmVpVq4eryAR8c-SaVbmjC65bRfAX_97-HU3SQlc2yjaubc6-s32rhTHH2rGnmnq43ky1lkViBetp5yWGjFIZnEIijunv963x1GqurN34ZqA8MoEHQ/w316-h400/IMG_5014.jpeg" width="316" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Congratulations to our winners!</i></div><br /><i><br /></i><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><i><br /></i></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><i><br /></i></div><br /><span><br /></span><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673755915029039466.post-76801133730266972642022-11-06T18:01:00.005-08:002022-11-06T19:30:29.533-08:00Descriptive Writing Lesson: Pumpkin Draw!<p style="text-align: center;"> The "Budding Authors and Artists" learned how important it is to use adjetives in their writing! This game involved them creating a jack-o-lantern with some art supplies, and then filling in an "Adjective Help Sheet," where they filled in the blank for adjectives telling size, shape, color, and number of nouns like "eyes," "nose," "mouth," "teeth," and more. They then used this to create sentences describing their pumpkin. The next meeting, I hung their art up and read their descriptions. Pumpkins that were guessed on the first try were winners, because that meant the writers wrote vivid, clear sentences with enough adjectives to make guessing easy!</p><p style="text-align: center;">Enjoy these awesome creations!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwl3Ha1PI9FrmY3PeQw6sLDfMA4GXsWLUStLI9iV-FMvnzDI0_snWUJURvoGdWjeS-5yWoKHwh6jxKg6Yxs_0f1maVh9quzSjJdXWgLr5N5ll99Mty4KRMIPgN27FBjPIA3MnynYzktMi13qklOag9SA9nJaUOvUr0RPrEqOVmbLGH9Tz3D2QzwMvq/s4032/Noelle%201.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwl3Ha1PI9FrmY3PeQw6sLDfMA4GXsWLUStLI9iV-FMvnzDI0_snWUJURvoGdWjeS-5yWoKHwh6jxKg6Yxs_0f1maVh9quzSjJdXWgLr5N5ll99Mty4KRMIPgN27FBjPIA3MnynYzktMi13qklOag9SA9nJaUOvUr0RPrEqOVmbLGH9Tz3D2QzwMvq/w300-h400/Noelle%201.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">by Noelle (1st grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeI6k8qywG1HtvUUzGo_HXxEsB1fc9AcnhocfC7Ymh0tbFuQzJILJMqShE0JvqQowJL2k-CHmG_Kp8rloBVgeyvs9URNUdz0Ihr6RPba9yiOG5ZBExAq5UEwZwhxVF57ARDu-UcFhM4B_XJcdbBK0oqmwCKP4gwWmKTo_8LuhxP3yHCubc8YIBVH90/s4032/Naya%202.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeI6k8qywG1HtvUUzGo_HXxEsB1fc9AcnhocfC7Ymh0tbFuQzJILJMqShE0JvqQowJL2k-CHmG_Kp8rloBVgeyvs9URNUdz0Ihr6RPba9yiOG5ZBExAq5UEwZwhxVF57ARDu-UcFhM4B_XJcdbBK0oqmwCKP4gwWmKTo_8LuhxP3yHCubc8YIBVH90/w300-h400/Naya%202.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">by Naya (2nd grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9iVLttpjNQN2i-kQYXhwTkveyGGb3Xo_C7dTR5ZXc8YesfCSs7OpHZRhfI__tOksKWmdf6VHL4vVNxu1R54h1biKGw8Ws-a6_F_T5p84c9w5C6jIiQbRPAGNupug33r4VZECuiXwB-Le9Uq_LIN9zJgwN0g9MuqhvcjhrliKgJ43YFJR6hHRGaRBL/s3683/Jilly%202.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3683" data-original-width="2780" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9iVLttpjNQN2i-kQYXhwTkveyGGb3Xo_C7dTR5ZXc8YesfCSs7OpHZRhfI__tOksKWmdf6VHL4vVNxu1R54h1biKGw8Ws-a6_F_T5p84c9w5C6jIiQbRPAGNupug33r4VZECuiXwB-Le9Uq_LIN9zJgwN0g9MuqhvcjhrliKgJ43YFJR6hHRGaRBL/w303-h400/Jilly%202.jpg" width="303" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">by Jilly (2nd grade)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6l3yNtoDy3s_lEfRiC5dJ6TWOE5qt8shzBRoSF8_-La7eKh76cUAnL2n1ZxnD-Cp23lbDWiJTeWbu492AmM0olNIfs2trnodl8N3uzq6Ex3IwAFxMwLiGlfvi5Y2ZoHb8vplD_eQ-GZO78MwHXd0GfFh2uj6lUYr0hk8hDM1BoqIOdkWlte_gaz_W/s4032/Jaye%203.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6l3yNtoDy3s_lEfRiC5dJ6TWOE5qt8shzBRoSF8_-La7eKh76cUAnL2n1ZxnD-Cp23lbDWiJTeWbu492AmM0olNIfs2trnodl8N3uzq6Ex3IwAFxMwLiGlfvi5Y2ZoHb8vplD_eQ-GZO78MwHXd0GfFh2uj6lUYr0hk8hDM1BoqIOdkWlte_gaz_W/w300-h400/Jaye%203.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">by Jaye (3rd grade)</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0