It was concluded in class today that boys are gross, but they can also be cute.
Mrs. Asvos
7th Grade, 6th Period
“On Friendship”
Prisila D.
Friendship is a temporary thing
Born alone, live alone, die alone.
Friendship is a temporary thing
It’s an illusion that can last years.
Friendship is a temporary thing
Blinded, nothing is forever
Friendship is a temporary thing.
“I am not Normal…”
Alenith H.
I am not normal.
Four easy words, yet I think you won’t agree
Ho are you, yet, better than me?
I go to school and I have my friends.
I get to have fun, what do you want me to say?
I have my up and my down days.
Yet I come up with no frown when I find my way.
I am not normal, I can see.
I am not normal, and I am pleased.
I do not care if you agree,
but how are YOU going to judge ME?
“On No Patience”
Manny L.
One day at a bus stop a
guy waits five minutes for the
bus, will it ever come he thought
nope! He got mad and stole
someone’s car. One minute later
he’s very far from the bus stop
but the bus came.
Mrs. Asvos
7th Grade, 7th Period
“On Love”
Richard M.
Love is hate Love is Love
Love is in the air, Love
is bright, Love is right, I love
pears. Love is crazy love
is lazy and love is dazy.
I like daisies, cuz they smell
good, anyways love is big like
the hot dog I had yesterday.
I love love love is Amazing.
“On Karma”
Sophia M.
There is such a thing as
karma, where
you stand, still.
You watch the
robber steal from
the store,
and
the police catch him.
Sitting with your purse,
drinking coffee which you
paid seven dollars for,
a pigeon knocks
it to the
ground.
At work,
the boss is
fired for firing his
best employee.
And there you
walk every day,
still drinking
your coffee, still
standing still with
your purse.
The pigeon is still out there.
And he is still alive.
“On Chicago”
Tabitha L.
The sunburn you get in the summer,
The smoke and the gas and cigarette smell,
Breathe it in, it’s all you have.
100000 trees couldn’t turn this place around
The fighting, the traffic, the people,
Move here and that takes over your life.
Just once it would be nice to have silence,
but you move here and it’s like coal.
Good or bad, you’re doomed to get noise for Christmas.
And every other day of the year.
The weather gets worse earlier and earlier every year,
So the piles of snow are taller than you.
Better grow six feet before you come.
But there are still the people you know,
Walk into school and see your friends,
Your favorite teachers, your favorite class.
The family you love when you get back home.
But you all still are doomed to sit in the city of smoke,
smoke so thick it collects on the buildings and walls,
Preventing you from seeing beauty.
Mrs. Asvos
7th Grade, 8th Period
“On Hope”
Bonnie K.
The sailors feel it when they see
the light from the lighthouse during a storm
The people who just lived through an
earthquake feel it when they see the red cross cars
The person who was just pulled out of the water feels it.
The soldier who sees his baby son for the first time sees it.
“On Laughter”
an original by Eddy P.
“Ho Ho Ho, Merry Christmas” I hear
in the middle of the night but I stay in my room. It
is Christmas morning and I rush down the stairs with
excitement but the whole family was already up and
they were ready to open presents. But instead
they are telling stories and jokes, “Ha Ha Snort!”
My sister started laughing and snorting at a story
my dad had told about his pet pig. Then
“Brrr” my dad had farted and everyone
is full of joy and laughter and happiness.
“On Confidence”
Juliana F.
In the school hallway she walks
with her head held high and structure
tall, not afraid. Confidence oozing from
her. A big smile on her face. I
hide behind everyone hoping not to
get hit with the ball, and begging
not to be seen. I see all the
people just go for it, not afraid of
being hit. Not embarrassed if they are
not having fun. I continue to watch
in the shadows. I suddenly realize
that being in the shadows can be
bad, I come out, but sadly get
hit. But I felt something, I felt
confident. Confident that I had tried.
