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Encyclopedia entry #4

Princesses
When I think of princesses I think about how when I was younger my favorite movie was Barbie and the nut cracker. In the movie Barbie was a princess and there was a scene where she was sleeping on a couch with one arm hanging off of the side of the couch, after seeing that movie I would always go to sleep with one arm hanging off of my bed so that I could aleep like a princess.


Willow Creek
I love willow Creek. I love going there with mu friends to go to the river, but I also love going there wih my family. We go in the summer when it is still warm enough to swim, and have the funnest time there jumping off of rocks, playing game's in the water, eating the fruits that grow there, and  just hanging out together

In the garden

In the garden after midnight, came a scream, one like the scream of a coyote. The scream was followed by a deep sucking sound from the slimy muck beyond the garden wall. Next came the squeak of wet boots past the cellar door. The next day I found a cabbage that weighed around 600 pounds.

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personal map story

    I was four and a half, we were in Kmart shopping for my sisters bike,  then I saw it. It was  a pink bike with all of the Disney Princesses and had pink and purple streamers coming out of the ends of the handle bars. When I got home I was so excited to ride it! It was so fun and I thought of it as a huge step up from my old red tricycle, so I felt really good about myself. But then I got bored with it like every kid with a new toy; they play with it for a couple of days then they get bored and forget about it.

A while later I looked out the window to see my brother and sister riding their bikes outside, with only two wheels. I thought about my bike and how I had only rode it with training wheels; I then knew that no matter how hard it was going to be, I would learn how to ride my bike with only two wheels.

    The next day I had my dad take my training wheels off. I walked to the top of the hill and sat on my bike, I could see my entire neighborhood from the top of the hill, it was so colorful with all of the flowers on the blooming bushes in my driveway, and my neighbors bamboo, I could hear the ringing of the booies in Trinidad bay. I was thinking about how my siblings and parents would be so proud of me after I told them about my big accomplishment, I lifted my feet onto the pedals and the bike slowly started to move, it quickly sped up. I was going so fast I felt like I was in a car, with the wind blowing in my hair. I was so proud of myself and when I past my house at the bottom of the hill I saw my brother standing in the driveway and he yelled to me “when did you learn how to ride with two wheels”? and I yelled back “today”! I turned the corner onto Vanwycke street and when I got to the end I made a “U turn”, my turn was too sharp, I fell and it hurt so much. I guess thats what I get for going down a big hill the first time riding without my training wheels.

    from then on I hated my bike, and was too scared of falling to ride it again. I left my bike to sit in my dark garage, alone and unused. But about three and a half years later I gave bike riding another chance, being able to go down the big hill by my house without falling down and now bike riding is one of my favorite activities.

two voices poem

Columbus	Both	Morning girl
I see a girl in the water		I see strange men In a square canoe
	We see a stranger
I wish to have gold and precious stones		I wish to have a sister
	We wish to have something we don’t
I believe in god		I believe I can speak to spirits
	we believe in a higher power
I gave the Indians red caps, glass beads and many other things of small value		I gave the visitors parrots, cotton thread, javelins, and many other things
	We gave many things to the people we encountered
I taste the sea salt in the air		I taste the milk of a fresh coconut
	We taste the tropics
I feel that I must succeed in the mission granted to me		I feel that I must protect my family
	We feel that we are needed

My nature name

If I got named based on what I like and how I act, I think my name would be Hazelnut, because I really like things with hazelnut in it like Nutella, or Hazelnut truffles, or Panda girl because my favorite animal has been pandas since I was really young.

Encyclopedia of an ordinary life entry #2

Christmas

Christmas reminds me of presents but I also remember one Christmas when I was plugging in the Christmas lights in the dark and my thumb got caught between plug and the socket and I got electrocuted, it really hurt.

Chickens

chickens remind me of when I was in the Philippines and I had to feed the many chickens at my grandmas house, they terrified me and I ended up running away from them and having my brother or sister do it from then on.

140 word tweet memoir

In my first year of preschool we got excused to recess and everybody ran for a tricycle. I raced another girl, Sophie to the last one there. I beat her to it and felt proud.

Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life

Brownie

Brownie reminds me of the pet pig that I had in the Philippines, I named my pig Brownie because of how it was brown and had different shades of brown spots on his back. After I left the Philippines Brownie had babies and I figured out that she was a boy

Hazel

I was named after my grandmother on my fathers side, I like my name because I don’t really meet people with the same name as mine. My name reminds me of eyes because some peoples eyes are the color of Hazel.

Nutella

I love to eat Nutella plain in a spoon, also just dipping pretzels into it, and putting Nutella on toast in the morning. I always have trouble deciding how to eat it though so I just do eenie meenie minie moe to choose which way to eat it.

I walk into my living room to get something

Perfectly good mood--    but then I run into the corner of an open drawer --instant bad mood

and it cuts my skin but not to the point that it bleeds

Six word memoirs

Youngest of four children, great friends

starting a new year, 8th grade

Poetry responses to A life misunderstood and I have seen

I really like the Poem A life misunderstood by Sophie Roberts, Throughout the poem she has great imagery and alliteration, I especially like the line when she says "I feel squished by fingers as fat as sausages". The poem is great and I really get the feeling of disgust when I read it because of her word choices and how she describes everything. I also love the line "I hear gags caused by revolting smell" . I love this type of poem because it takes an abstract noun and makes it seem like its a person, and it talks about what that abstract noun does. I really like the ending of Sophie's poem because it really satisfies the reader and gives them something to really think about after reading the poem.
I also really like the poem I have seen by Tia Collins, She also includes great imagery throughout the poem, It is great and it seems like the noun that she used  was Happiness, because every verse has an event that are known to make people happy. I also really like how at the end of each line there is an approximate rhyme, I especially like the line when she says "In rain soaked earth a budding flower", I do think that she should change the verb used somewhere in the poem because she keeps it as I have seen through the entire thing. I also really like how Tia makes all of the lines rhyme but she manages to make them all fit together really well. Like Sophie's poem it had a satisfying ending and gave the reader something to think about.

Brag Rap

My name is Hazel T.
and I rap out with Glee
Cause' I am oh so free
It's better than being planted like a tree
ya, I'm free

Don't you look stressed
wearing that pretty dress Don't worry just confess
That I am better than the rest

You think you got skill?
Well, I would like to see
if you can serve a ball better than me

Here comes the white ball
Rollin under the net
you better get ready cause I'm about to set

Limericks

There once was a girl named Hazel who really liked to eat Basil
her salads were great
the ones that she ate
but it ended up affecting her nasal

There once was a girl with interior
who really liked her new mirror
she tripped and fell down
spread some dirt all around
but it ended up making it clearer

There once was a girl named Pria
who had a twin sister, Tia
they were the best of friends
but there came an end
when they fought over a guy named Aleah

Isolation

I have seen nothingbut the empty dark of night

Nothing, but grey nothingness

Trapping me, keeping me from the rest of the world

Won’t something, anything care for me?

I am trapped in a closet left behind, forgotten

Like your old pair of neglected sneakers

Wishing for somebody toopen the doors and let the light in

Yet nobody cares whether I am ripped or falling apart they just leave me here to suffer

I’d rather be the growing warmth that you feel inside when happy

That everybody loves,and cares for

They may take it for granted but they can’t live without it

Or even the perfect,plump, red strawberry at the top of the bowl that everybody favors over theothers

I have tasted the unwanted taste you rinse out of your mouth in the morning

nobody likes it but I am forced to live with it in my mouth all of the time

I have learned to live, to be unwanted

for all i am is exactly that

Unwanted.

Poetry response #3

http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15444
I find the poem To Brooklyn Bridge interesting because it changes from talking all about the city and about the lights in the city, and about subways and elevators to talking about caravans, Prophets and the prayer of Pariah. I wouldn't think about including those topics in the same poem. I really like this verse of the poem
 "Then, with inviolate curve, forsake our eyes as apparitional as sails that cross some page of figures to be filed away --Till elevators drop us from our day...." I like that part because., of how he fits in internal rhymes and assonant's in and they don't seem forced at all. I like the poem because it all flows together really well.

Then, with inviolate curve, forsake our eyes As apparitional as sails that cross Some page of figures to be filed away; --Till elevators drop us from our day . . . - See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15444#sthash.7qELT31B.dpuf

Then, with inviolate curve, forsake our eyes As apparitional as sails that cross Some page of figures to be filed away; --Till elevators drop us from our day . . . - See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15444#sthash.7qELT31B.dpuf

Then, with inviolate curve, forsake our eyes As apparitional as sails that cross Some page of figures to be filed away; --Till elevators drop us from our day . . . - See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15444#sthash.7qELT31B.dpuf

Then, with inviolate curve, forsake our eyes As apparitional as sails that cross Some page of figures to be filed away; --Till elevators drop us from our day . . . - See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15444#sthash.7qELT31B.dpuf

Poetry response #2

http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15647

In the poem descriptions of heaven and hell because of how he worded the beginning I liked how he described it and how he begins it especially. I am confused on how he knew he was in hell, when it said “the wave breaks and i'm carried into it”, I would think that he was carried into heaven, but he says that right then he knew that he was carried into hell. I don’t get how he  hears his father's laughter though, is his father in hell with him? I think that he may be, because after that he starts talking about what “irked” him, which was “asking what is beyond death?” his theory once was that love greets you and the love greets you, and the loveless don't know what to say.” I think it may just mean that since the loveless isn’t greeted by anybody they just don’t have anything to say.

In this poem the title is The descriptions of Heaven and Hell, but where does it describe Heaven? I think that he may be saying that he is in Heaven when he says “yet my father laughs, chest deep proving i’m wrong. we’re safely rooted, rocked on his toes.” I think that when he says that they are “rooted safely, rocked on his toes.” Since they are safe they might be in heaven.

Haikus

Fall

The Crackle of leaves

As one falls in front of me

The sun starts to set

Winter

The chilling breeze blows,

I look at the leafless trees

And start to shiver

Nature in General

Beautiful flowers

Lovely, crisp, and natural

Makes me feel so good

Everyday life

It goes on and on

Society is a rut

You just have to live

Abstract and concrete noun poem

Happiness is a perfect, red Strawberry

Boredom is plain grey school days keeping you from the fun

Anger is a ferocity, red as roses

Joy is a bright pink warmth that brightens your day

Loneliness is an infinite black abyss that you try to avoid

apathy is murky, green still water

Fear is a desperate magenta insect avoiding your steps

confusion is the fading memories in the back of your mind

I really like the poem http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/21421, I really like the repetition throughout the poem and how its not as confusing as a lot of other poems by E.E Cummings. In many other poems by him, he mixes up the words or puts parentheses around certain sentences and you have to read the poem several times to figure out what it means. To me this poem is easier to read mainly because of how it doesn't mix up the words as much, it still has parentheses, which I still don't know what are for, but it doesn't really affect much of the poem

Loud V.S. Quiet

Rock Concert	VS	Library
Popularity	VS	Loneliness
Recess	VS	Study Hall
Yelling	VS	Whispering
City	VS	Desert
Party	VS	Home
Speakers	VS	Earphones
Cafeteria	VS	Classroom
Stomping	VS	Tiptoeing
Screaming	VS	Humming
Noise	VS	Silence
Loud	VS	Quiet

Hazel

4-10-13

The Perfect Life

Luck

Love

Family

Friends

Money

Knowledge

Respect

Trust

Peace

Care