D is for Daydreaming
by KB
Rriinng! I burst off the desk in a state of panic. I blinked my
eyes and attempted to waken from my slumber-like state. The bell had once
again alerted me to the end of a period, and had once again interrupted my
daydreams. I stood up and rushed over to one of my friends.
“What’s the homework again?” I asked anxiously, blushing slightly,
because it had become such a common question. I always caught up since I
paid attention to the important things, so it never became a problem, except
for how I often relied on my friends for the less important things. My
friend rolled her eyes and read off the homework to me from her planner, and
we both rushed off to our next class. As we walked down the halls, I
promised that I would pay more attention, but both of us knew that wasn’t
going to happen.
The source of my confusion and my friend’s annoyance was my habit of
daydreaming. My mind drifted into a world of imagination of musings. My
ideas and problems swirled around in a zone of past experiences, the lives
of others, and scenes from other lands I have never physically been to. Car
rides and boring classes were never entirely boring, because the ever-
changing scenery and the drone of a teacher’s voice were both fine backdrops
for the stories and plays that my mind would write.
I have always loved the lands and stories of my creation. That was
where my best ideas flourished, and that was where the line between fiction
and reality became fine and sometimes, broken. Going there has taught me
much. I have learned to think differently, and to explore places I may
never go. I can go to a place of magic and darkness, or a place from the
past. It is my world, until I am brutally yanked out by the everyday and
all of its distractions.
I have always visited this beloved place, ever since I was young.
Experiencing these scenes helps me to look at the world differently. It has
helped me look at people differently. I have become a better writer by
going to this place and opening up my imagination. It inspires me to escape
convention and to go to a place untouched by human flaws. It has taught me
to be an individual and to think like one. When I am there, I am part of
that place, and anytime I visit, I belong. At least until the bell rings.
2005-06 Students
B is for Blue
An Alphabiography by A.R.
The sky, ocean, lake, waterfall, and more are all this. They are
blue.
Blue is that tingly feeling you get when you go down a rollercoaster. Blue
is everywhere and anywhere. It makes you happy like a spring day sky, or
sad
like a teardrop falling down your face. It's the cool feeling of the wind
blowing across your body. Blue could be your folder or notepad or even a
descriptive emotion that you feel inside. To me blue is my life. It is
everywhere and it could be anyone.
Life's Lesson: Pick your color and you will feel better.
Riddle by: K.L & V.T
I have lanes, but no cars
Though I have shoes, I have no feet
I celebrate birthdays, but don't bring any gifts
I have pins, but I'm not a decoration
I can shelter you from the rain, but I'm not a home
What am I?
What Am I?
by M.R.
I may look like a balloon, but I don't fly away.
I'm not a pencil, but I have my own ink.
I can stick to you like glue.
I'm not air but can squeeze through cracks.
I can blend into my surroundings.
What am I?
What Am I?
by J.B. & D.J.D
I get fought over but never fight back.
I get kicked in the air but never kick back.
People lay on me, and I never get crushed.
I get swatted to the ground, but I never swat back.
I get held tight, but I never pop.
What am I?
What Am I?
by D.O.
I am always on the right side.
My doors open twice a ride.
I have two buckets and a bench.
I spin on rubber.
I go on gas.
What am I?
What Am I?
by J.B.
I am very hot.
I can smoke, but I'm not a cigarette.
I heat food up, but I'm not a microwave.
I can make objects turn into ash.
I can make myself very big and very small.
I'm blue but I'm not cold.
I can hurt people, but I don't mean to.
What am I?
Answers: bowling alley, octopus, football, car, fire
How Words Feel
by Period 1/2 and 4/5
Some words rumble like thunder and tumble
Some words are tough like buff and rough
Some words dance like fire and prance
Some words are tough like Hulk Hogan and rough
Some words dance like plie and prance
Some words are weary like tired and teary
