#1 One summer I went to magic springs it was the funniest place ever. My family and I did everything we went on the wave and all of the rides. My sister’s husband and his friend was the only ones to go on the big water slid even when I wanted to go too. We met a lot of nice people.
My sister and I went on the rebellion my stomach felt as if it was going to come out of my mouth. We were scared at first then it became fun. My niece was laughing at us saying that she was glad she did not get on with us.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
my riddle
I come in many colors
my wings spread and I fly off
I love the taste of pollen
I never make a sound
you see me year round but only notice me
when my colors sprout
most likely I'll be in a garden
If I'm there I'll blend in
during summer camp
children find it a game to capture me
I find it no fun so I flutter away
to find a safe place to land
my wings spread and I fly off
I love the taste of pollen
I never make a sound
you see me year round but only notice me
when my colors sprout
most likely I'll be in a garden
If I'm there I'll blend in
during summer camp
children find it a game to capture me
I find it no fun so I flutter away
to find a safe place to land
Friday, March 19, 2010
what i call my will and testament
I, queenladyk, being of sound mind and body, hereby establish my last will and testament Claim Lamika Miles as my executor
what we've learned
this is something thatmy classmates and I have come up with about what we leaned about memphis
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Memphis
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
about me yukelia norfleet
Monday, March 15, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
my apostrophe poem "my body"
Eyes, you will learn to look into the future.
Heart, you will learn to love everyone unconditionally.
Arms, you will hug them.
Lips, you shall kiss upon their cheeks.
Nose, you shall smell their sweet smell.
Hands, lay upon theirs.
Knees, don't give out on me.
Lungs, hold enough oxygen.
Stomach, tell the butterflies to cease.
Ears, listen to their sweet tone.
Gravity, keep me on the ground.
Brain, keep all the wonderful thoughts you have.
Monday, March 8, 2010
my poem like E.E cummings
i feeel lost i feel loved
I feel no one cares But everyone stares i
can tell by all o the glares that
everyine does love me
I feel no one cares But everyone stares i
can tell by all o the glares that
everyine does love me
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
my personal choice
who am I
I am like a tree
I sit and watch but sometimes
I can change like the seasons
I have a few roots
and a milloin leaves
I have birds that come
in and out of my life only
to stay for a while
I have squarls that may stay
for a life time but I am
a tree thats not going
anywhere
I am like a tree
I sit and watch but sometimes
I can change like the seasons
I have a few roots
and a milloin leaves
I have birds that come
in and out of my life only
to stay for a while
I have squarls that may stay
for a life time but I am
a tree thats not going
anywhere
Monday, March 1, 2010
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