Spontaneous Poem by Hudson, fifth grader

Spasmatic times in my life
Promises are made and kept by me
Optimistic thoughts flow through my head
Naturally thinking what is going on
Terrific love all around us.
Automatic thinking right then right there.
Notorious hearts beating hard!
Exotic movements moving so slowly
Outrageous things out there waiting to be seen
Unbridled behavior throughout the world.
Sensational minds waiting to be found!

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Mask Poem by Madison, RCE fifth grader

MONDAY NIGHT IN THE LIGHT I SEE A MASK FLOATING.
ASKING ME TO COME CLOSER IN THE LIGHT FLOATING.
SEEING IT WITH BOTH EYES SENDS CHILLS DOWN MY SPINE IN THE LIGHT FLOATING.
KEEPING MY EYES ON IT, AND ALL OF THE SUDDEN IT’S IN THE LIGHT BREAKING.

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Pumpkin Patch By McKenzie C., 4th grade

At the pumpkin patch

It looks like

A pumpkin parade

Round and wobbly

Orange and gray

The Walk Away Mask by McKenzie C., 4th grade

The killer is in

Boo!

Masks are black and

White, sparkly and

Pink. I want that

One......oh great,

Now what do we do?

It had feet!

The Snake Incident by Nicholas Y., Third Grade

One day a long time ago, my mother and I were sitting the living room, when I excused myself to the bathroom. When I opened the door I froze! My mom came in and screamed!! There was a foot long snake slithering around the toilet! All of a sudden my mom ran to the kitchen and came back with a cake dish. Slowly she paced around the sna,e. All of a sudden she slammed the cake dish on the snake. When my Dad got home, he kille the snake. The End!

Hair by Megan in 3rd Grade

My Grandmother always wants to braid my hair, but I say no. But she asks me again. I say O.K. and my Grandmother braids my hair. I always want two braids.

The Christmas Book by Evie U. Third Grade

Every Christmas Eve my family sits on the couch and reads a Christmas story. I sit in my mom’s lap and I sometimes read it. Sometimes we have friends come.
It was fun playing in the snow in 2005. I got my robe on and my house shoes and went outside and started licking my mom’s car ‘cause it had snow all over it.

My Memoir by R. Sands

It was August 21st and I was in the living room of our lake house. My grandmother came out of the hall and said, “Your dad is coming up the stairs. Get ready!” “Okay, Dad. I’m ready,” I said. Splash! Oh man, I fell. My hair was wet. Yes, I did it. “Wahoo!” I screamed. “Hi, Mom,” I said when we drove past the ski lodge. “I did it. I water skied for the first time,” I screamed to my friend, Colin. We got hot cheesy nachos after that. When we got home I sat down on the couch at the end of a perfectly good day.