2 Poems

Love is in the air
Sometimes it might not be fair
But, we all will bear

In the beginning was how we became,
We were all created, but just the same.
Beauty created for our own pleasure,
Love so deep, there is no way to measure,
Such a thing we all enjoy,
As a child with its toy.
For such things aren't imaginary,
So fragile almost like a fairy.
Make sure to keep it fresh an new,
Just make sure to stay on que.

Poem Critique

Phenomenal Women-Maya Angelou
Presented by-Megan

This poem is about a woman and how she views herself and how people view her. She is very honest  and humble, even if people don't think so. She uses a metaphor that she is honey an the bees are men. She is proud yet she tries to act normal and still she is noticed. Inner self confidence and men see how she walks confidently and how she holds her head high. Other pretty people might not understand because they might be pretty on the outside but ugly on the inside. Its what inside that shows the most in people no matter how pretty or ugly they are. It's how she is portrayed that makes herself who she is and makes others wonder. She seems to humble but at the same time proud of herself.

Jabberwocky-Lewis Carroll

JABBERWOCKY

Lewis Carroll

(from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872)`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
  Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
  And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
  The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
  The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
  Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
  And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
  The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
  And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
  The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
  He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
  Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
  He chortled in his joy.


`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
  Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
  And the mome raths outgrabe.

Off the record to being found - Tom's shoes

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These shoes have a folded front toe to make it rounded. They come in an assortment of colors an styles for both men an women an even children. They are now donating a pair of shoes for a child in need. Great styles for all ages. A new brand for those fanatic shoe fans!

Writing Task on Hemingway's Short Story

Ernest Hemingway wrote a short story called "A Clean, Well-Lighted Place" in 1933. For my assignment i tell about My Clean, Well-Lighted Place, and I also relate the story to my own safe haven.

My "Clean, Well-Lighted Place", is my bedroom. It is my safe haven. A place where i can go and be completely myself. I am normally alone so when i go into my room i can shut the door and totally relax without having to worry about people or problems. I chose my room because its something I can totally call mine and it is familiar to me, I am used to the air in space in it.

Toward the end of the short story "A Clean, Well-Lighted Place" the author wrote: "It was the light of course, but it is necessary that the place be clean  and pleasant." I relate to this because my room is a pleasant place to be and I like things neat and tidy, in its place.

Observing human interactions in nature

So today in english we went outside our class and into the redwood forest. We went next to the football field that has some disc golf baskets and our class would interact with nature while playing and making it seem like we were in a regular scene.

Place #1:
Three leaves of luck in a forest of trees. Reaching ivy climbs up a tree, expanding its arms and reching around the trunk. Struggling kids try to gracefully toss a small disc into the chains. As a tractor rolls by the change in the air is evident with the smog coming out of the pipes. The noise distractions the quiet breeze making the human interactions more evident.

Place #2:
Distractions take away from the scenery. Concrete takes the place of warn paths. Remanents of te living are evident.  As the disc is tossed back an forth, we dont realize that the grass is growing and flowers are blooming. It is hard to see these things because they are so small an insignifacant yet they are still there, unnoticed by the human eye.

Haiku!

So yo you all should know of a haiku. For those who don't it is a small poems with either non-relating or relating sentences. The first sentence consists of 5 syllables, the second sentence 7 syllables, and the last sentence 5 again.

My topic is on the seasons.

Winter
Beginning Snowfall,
Before the ends comes and goes,
Make sure to watch it.

Fall
Fluttering down trees,
Falling before our eyes now,
Drifting around the sky.

Summer
Splashing around the pool,
Reflecting water off the sides,
Shining sun, up above

Spring
Sprouting from the ground,
Created from a small seed,
Growing till the end.