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Nan
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since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA 
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...and the last class of the day... but by no stretch of the imagination my least.... my 9th period kids - all are an average of 12-13 years old, folks....   [Note: This message has been edited by Nan] |
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Class Member
since 1999-12-21
Posts 93In Poetry Class |
by charlie rodriguez francisco hernandez costa rican coffee dude Mountain biking is so fun Blasting fire roads at 40 mph Or navigating tight singletrack, just inches away from that tree Its a blast!!! Its not all fun though, Broken collarbones and sprained ankles This is the price you pay But I must say it is well worth it Your legs become like steel Your skill becomes razor sharp You're a whole new person It even makes you happy on the inside [Note: This message has been edited by Nan] |
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Class Member
since 1999-12-21
Posts 93In Poetry Class |
There once was a cow named Bob, He was such a slob. He was red and white all over And everyone called him Rover. One day he came to me and said: "They are all such meany-heads!" So I said to him: "just don't listen to them." Bob walked by his tormentors, And then along the moores. It was at that time that he asked himself "Why couldn't I be an elf?!" Ever since he asked himself just that He has been wearing an elf hat. All day long he wishes to join the merry folk And live in the giant oak! by the canarie [This message has been edited by Class (edited 12-21-1999).] |
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Class Member
since 1999-12-21
Posts 93In Poetry Class |
Chile H. Spring Spring time comes once a year, so when it comes lets give a cheer! Fragent flowers, buzzing bees, little birdies in the trees. School is ending, the weather is nice, why can't spring this year come twice? When spring's over, please don't frown, cause next year it will come around!  |
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Class Member
since 1999-12-21
Posts 93In Poetry Class |
There once was a girl, Her hair she would twirl. She asked me to help, But I replied with a yelp, For in her hair a twirl! |
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since 1999-12-21
Posts 93In Poetry Class |
I run Alone In the Dark The Distance Is farther Than I Could have Imagined I feel As is A million Eyes are Staring at me Am I really alone out here ? I desperatly Try to Calm Myself Easing my pain So to speak My questions of fear unanswered I desperatly plead With my lungs to give me AIR Life But I have to I have to stop for now Until next time I am safe next door AT Marks House But how will I manage To get home? GrIfF |
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Class Member
since 1999-12-21
Posts 93In Poetry Class |
BATSTED A night of tag is very fun Make sure you are ready to run Don't fall down Or trip on the ground Because you might be tagged Look, watch, run, and hide Scream, yell, cast a spell What is that awful smell?  |
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Class Member
since 1999-12-21
Posts 93In Poetry Class |
The Cycle by Nebula Climbing, Running, Swimming It's all in Summer, the free-est time of year The trees are green, the flowers bright It's all in Summer Then comes fall Leaves turn colors, all yellow and orange The days get shorter You get colder Then it's fall Winter is the jolliest It's all about giving and excepting Everyone is having fun in the snow But you're col, how cold in the snow After that comes spring You see buds on the trees Everything is coming back to life You are beginning to feel free again The cycle is starting over [Note: This message has been edited by Nan] |
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Class Member
since 1999-12-21
Posts 93In Poetry Class |
Basketball By:Skitty Scat Basketball is lots of fun. I like to jump, I like to run. I'm happy when I sink a shot. For that is when I know I'm hot. Keep up your head. Or go to bed. The game moves fast. So don't be last. But when the game is done. Don't hide and run. So win or lose my love's the same. Basketball is a very fun game. |
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Class Member
since 1999-12-21
Posts 93In Poetry Class |
Football By: Happy Slappy Football is a fantastic sport to play Usually during a hot sunny day You have to like to run and jump, For if you don't you'll get a large bump. Football is an expensive game, Because all you need is a ball to claim. Alhough, you have to be very smart, So that you can memorize poems and know them by heart. Let me warn you of one minor thing, Because if I don't you may have to wear a sling. Remember to always keep your head high, For it would be agonizing to see you cry. Football is quite an enjoyable sport, Especially with a lot of support. So if you decide to take up this poem today. Please, don't be like Drew Bledsoe throwing interceptions all day. |
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Class Member
since 1999-12-21
Posts 93In Poetry Class |
Little Green Fuzzy Monsters There is something living in my refrigerator I can't save anything for later Something is eating all my food It's actually quite rude Once when I opened the door There was something in an apple core When I got closer I could clearly see There was a little monster, green as can be I never caught the little creatures Eventhough it has many odd features Now the creature is gone He didn't stay that long The refrigerator almost seems dim What's weird is I almost miss him by Franchesca martinez amilio colombian hernando fernandez mucho amiliez rodrigo madigascarian guy [Note: This message has been edited by Nan] |
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Class Member
since 1999-12-21
Posts 93In Poetry Class |
The Butterfly by Nebula The butterfly sat on a tree It sat there plain as can be Everyone watched it flutter Then it landed on the butter The people didn't know what to say They saw the butterfly sway The children saw it fly away They said okay, let's play Some children were very sad It was to bad to lose their comrade Some even started to cry Everyone was horrified So the butterfly came back Nobody then had a heart attack Everyone was so happy Even the butterfly was sappy The people hugged each other The children were even nice to their grandmother Everybody said that it was enough For one day that was tough |
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Munda Member Elite
since 1999-10-08
Posts 3544The Hague, The Netherlands |
OK, I made up my mind.....I'm changing my occupation and be an English teacher too. First thing I'll do is get myself a class full of wonderful poetic kids like you have ! This is all great work Nan ! Applause to all of them ! : ) |
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