Mr. Marroquin 6th Grade Group 1
Even if I had a stopwatch,
it would just keep popping up,
the past or the present,
just bouncing back and forth.
Just as I think it’s over, just one memory
sends me pack to the past.
If I stop, my heart would drop.
But here I am like a mirror reflection.
That I only matter. Why you may ask?
Without the past we will never know
our special moments.

My mind is a ball that never stops rolling.
Its rolling like thoughts that keep on happening
over and over.
When it’s making bad thoughts, it turns into
shooting the ball.
When it is thinking happy thoughts, it bounces.
But when it has confusing thoughts, the ball is
rolling all in the place.
When it has excited thoughts its bouncing really high!

Mr. Marroquin 6th Grade Group 2
My thoughts are fireworks, they are
always thinking about something,
even if it’s bad or good.
Even if I don’t wanna think about it,
I still do. I cannot stop it.
I can’t believe how much I think about
this one thing, I don’t wanna think about.
My mind is always exploding
with random thoughts, it is just like
fireworks. Crazy, loud, fun etc.
Sometimes I’m slaughtering my bad
thought like Alice slaughtered
the monster.
But other times it gets to me
like Alice thinking of if she really
wanted to slaughter the monster.
Then my thought disappears
like the Cheshire cat. Other times
my thoughts are weird like Alice
and Wonderland.
Sometimes, I’m mature like the White
Queen, but sometimes I’m immature
like the Queen of Hearts.
I’m silly like the rabbit
but I like my Wonderland
thoughts.
Ms. Torres 6th Grade Group 3
My thoughts are sunsets.
They are beautiful and shiny,
and they are also bright.
My thoughts are yellow purple and pink three beautiful and shiny colors,
After sunset my thoughts turn dark
like the moon. Things start to go down,
then they get beautiful and shiny again.
sometimes my thought monkey makes thoughts like
My MIND IS A MONKEY SITTING ON A TREE DOESN’T WANT TO GET UP.
Because I stayed up too late playing with my friends.
My MIND IS A MONKEY PLAYING WITH OTHER MONKEYS PLAYING ON THE TREES.
because there was nothing to do at home.
but sometimes thoughts like
I’ll make a mistake or I’ll make fun of or get in trouble.
My life is a piece of toast
My piece of toast has butter
My butter is the easy things in life
My piece of toast has crust
My crust is how I look on the outside

