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featuring original work by the 8 Monday-class students, aged 11-12, in May 2007
 

Mother's Hands

 

soft and full of warmth

strong when carrying groceries

gentle when caring

 

rough, hard-working hands

and they still shine all the time

an embracing tool

 

My mom's hands are soft.

They like to be held with mine.

They are caring hands.

 

Mother

 

We have same feelings

We are connected to one

Same feel same taste same

 

We are different

She loves me and I love her

That's all I can say

 

her hair swings slowly

shiny black beautiful hair

her hair slowly stops

 

Likes to cook a lot

Always thinking of others

Late for everything

 

Mom, eyes with meaning

They make me feel warm inside

Mom, lovely blue eyes

 

"Go play piano!"

"You never try your best!"

Constantly fighting

 

Glowing black-brown eyes

soft and firm skin on her face

Diamond-shaped face

 

Warm, comforting smile

Eyes that sparkle just like stars

Voice sounds like honey

 

I adore her voice

I love her with great fervence

love her great beauty

 

Black, shining tresses

rough, hard-working hands

often silly face

 

Never cries at all

Always sees the cup half-full

Every day happy

 

"Go play piano!"

Love, patience, and care 'til end

Many thoughts inside

 

Always there for me

Can talk about anything

Taking care of me

 

My mom is funny

She's like a comedian

She likes to be teased

 

Parent's Voice

 

Reassuring echo

Helps you know that it's okay

Will make you feel strong

Sunset

 

The sun is setting

The sun sinks in the ocean

The day is over

 

The sky getting dark

Except for streaks of orange

Drifting the distance

 

it's peaceful and calm

the day is almost over

time to start anew

 

Sunrise

 

A bright light peeks out

opportunities rising

Nothing gold can last

 

Up and up and up

Colorful rays all over

A sight of glamour

 

An orange painting

Like a balloon in the sky

Slowly rising up

 

it is a new day

begins with many colors

then ends the same way

 

Lake

 

The lake is gleaming

The catfish swims slowly by

The lake is perfect

 

Sky

 

it is big and blue

clouds soar very, very high

and then, so do we

 

A big sea of blue

Up above everything else

So many wonders

 

White clouds staying still

Until dark clouds come and slash!

Finally the sun

 

White clouds lie around

A breeze pushes them aside

Above the sun shines

 

birds fly high up high

colors are great together

sky very up high

 

Writing

 

like playing piano

inspiring and creative

there're no boundaries

 

Ice Skating

 

Gliding gracefully

Like poetry in motion

A leaping bunny

 

Baseball

 

The batter swings fast

The batter swings hard so hard

The batter missed it