Heroism is defined as "actions and qualities of a hero or heroine: great bravery, daring courage."
There are a bunch of heroes, for example surviving cancer patients, firefighters, and soldiers.
Firefighters are heroes. They save peoples' lives and risk theres for other people. They go into buildings bursting with flames and pull people out of them. Millions of people have been saved by a firefighter.
A cancer patient is also a hero. They are strong and they have fought for their life. A family member died because of cancer. He fought until he had to go. He talked to everybody to let them know he loved them. He is a hero because he was strong, brave, and didn't give up until he had to.
An outstanding hero is a soldier because they are amazing and they know that they risk their lives every day for our freedom. They watch people die in front of their eyes and do nothing, but we will always respect them.
All of these examples and stories tell you exactly what a hero is.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Ryan Phllips, The Eagle
Soaring high above our heads,
in the warm beautiful wind,
searching for a warm tasty meal
in the wide dusty meadow,
down as fast as lighting,
soaring high above our
round heads.
The Eagle
Jacoby Silk: Chain Poems
lunch is
always gross and
smells too
some taste good
still never eat schools lunch.
in P.E.
I'm always falling but
having fun playing
basketball after
I'm done playing football.
Jacoby Silk
To do a chain poem you do a list of word associations then connect those words, thus making a chain.
Friday, February 19, 2010
River Carson: Life if Life
Life is Life
Life is life
that's no lie
So by and bye
as it gets harder.
Good days and bad
Days
So many ways
to describe a day.
Good days are sunny,
bad days are clumsy.
so now that I rest
for another day
Get out of my way!
-River Carson
Olivia Williams: The Butterfly
The last, the very last,
So richly, brightly, dazzlingly yellow.
Perhaps if the sun's tears would sing against a white stone...
Such, such a yellow
Is carried lightly way up high.
It went away I'm sure because it wishes to
kiss the world good-bye
For seven weeks I've lived in here,
Penned up inside this ghetto.
But I have found what I love here.
The dandelions call to me
And the white chestnut branches in the court.
Only I never saw another butterfly.
That butterfly was the last one.
Butterflies don't live in here,
in the ghetto.
4/6/1942
Pavel Friedmann
This is a poem I liked from I Never Saw Another Butterfly.
This is a collection of poems written by children during the Holocaust.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Gabriella Antonina Grillone "A Day In Eighth Grade"
Tarah and Gabby
A Day In Eighth Grade
Here's a bit of what happens each day
At Inchelium school in eighth grade
The first class, Algebra, isn't so fun
We're barely awake enough to answer 1+1
Next we walk over to Ms. Woolums class
This class is great, I'm sure I'll pass!
After that we're off to college dreams
AVID class is easier than it seems
PE is next in our very busy day
Finally we get to run and play
After PE we finally get a break
And we get to see what Pat & Sue made
We get a break to go play basketball
It's fun because Tom is 8 foot tall
After break we go to history class
Goof of Mr. H will kick your... butt!
After that we go next door
Mrs. Lang's class isn't a bore
In this class we start fires!
But be careful not to trip on wires
After a long day we head for home
We talk and laugh and text on phones
But tomorrow we'll have come back here
And every day after that
For the rest of eighth grade year
An original poem by Gabriella Grillone :]
Hope you like it!!!
Marissa McKinney: The Hummingbird
The hummingbird,he has no song
From flower to flower he hums along
Humming his way among the trees
He finds no words for what he sees.
- Michael Flauders
I saw this poem in a book and i really like this poem.
So yeah.... Marissa
From flower to flower he hums along
Humming his way among the trees
He finds no words for what he sees.
- Michael Flauders
I saw this poem in a book and i really like this poem.
So yeah.... Marissa
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Pajama Day from Homecoming Last Fall
Three of the sixth grade girls were all decked out in pajama pants in the first picture. We were able to get all the 8th grade girls to pose in the next picture. Some of the seventh grade girls posed in the last picture.
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