Reactions to Spring Break

 The 8th grade class decided they were looking forward to spring break.

When does it start?

Right now? YaaaaaHooooooooooo!

We'll see you after spring break!

How Can I Get Them to Show Their Beautiful Faces?

Finally.... some faces!

on the inside (original poem)

people don't look on the inside
they only see the out
i'm screaming on the inside
somebody let me out
i'm slowly breaking and trying to be strong
but, deep inside i can never go wrong

by: Fabian Warren

River Carson: Hi and Bye

 Hi and Bye

I don't know why
It's not a lie
give it a try
So hi and bye
in case you die.
I just have to say bye
the rest of you say hi.
Do you feel pain
or is it just a game?
If it's a game
it is really lame.
So bye until I
say hi again
my friend.

by River Carson

Breanne Rhodes: The Giver

In the book The Giver, the main character, Jonas, lives in a community with no pain or color. In this community, everybody is the same. They all wear the same clothes, they all ride bikes, and they all have jobs. The people of the community have never been able to feel love, starvation, pain, or many other feelings that we feel. There is, however one person in the community who can see color, feel pain and love. He is called the Giver. Jonas is called the Receiver of Memories. Jonas has to keep all of the memories of pain, joy, love, hatred, war, and many other things. Jonas has to feel pain, and go through war, and he can't do anything about it. Yet there are many other, more joyful and happy memories of love, christmas, snow, and sunlight. Then Jonas comes up with a plan to bring back color, pain, and love to the community. But I can't tell you that part, you will have to read it yourself to find out. The Giver is a very interesting book and I would recomend that you read it if you get the chance.

Pizza Anyone?

It was an after Valentine's Day after St. Patrick's Day before Spring Break and Easter celebration in Mr. Swaim's room Friday for the Middle School students.

They're Learning...Really!

The sixth grade girls decided they had to have the cardboard.

 They knew it would work perfect for the props they needed, but they had to see how many could fit inside.

Of course, then they had to stop and pose for a picture!  They WERE learning... really!

800 miles - Gabby Grillone

 This is a poem I wrote dedicated to my friend back in Carson who I really miss.
PS Im happier now then when I first wrote it :]

We said our last goodbyes
as tears fell from my eyes
I held you tight for one last time
and began to walk away
Staring out into the stars
I long to be in your arms
800 miles is such a long drive
I'm feeling so dead but I'm still alive
Tears dry in my face
tears dry on the page
My broken heart falls apart
the farther I am from you
Here in this brand new place
I'm dying to see your face
A fake smile on my lips
every day I pretend
for the people that I'm around
While I cry without a sound
800 miles is so far away



Dedicated to M.M.S



Hope you liked it :]

Lanessa Watt Lumpy Is My Friend

This is a favorite poem of mine.

Lumpy Is My Friend
Lumpy likes to pick his nose,
then wipe his fingers on my clothes.
it doesn't mater,i suppose,
for Lumpy is my friend.

He hides my shoes, he steals my hats,
he pulls tails of dogs and cats,
oh, Lumpy is the brat of brats,
still, Lumpy is my friend.

Lumpy thinks it's a lot of fun
to shoot me with his water gun
and trip me when i trie to run,
still, lumpy is my friend..

He stuffs my pockets full of rice
and down my back slips chunks if ice,
i know that lumpy isn't nice,
but lumpy is my friend.

by Jack Prelutsky