Tuesday, September 29, 2015

A Spade's a Spade

Yesterday my name was Peachy: as my grandparents call me.
I sometimes get called mam or young lady as I rush to help elderly with their needs.
Secretly I know my name is Rainbow- because I know I'm a colorful ball of fire just wanting to explore everything.
To my past, my name is something mean; but I can say the same to them.
In my dream my name was Rikki- my favorite name of all time.
I enjoy being called "beautiful" from my mom-
knowing she's my hero and I look up to everything about her.
Dad calls me Peach, as he reminds me how much joy I bring into his life.
Whoever they may be or what they call me- if it's something that makes me smile, we shall call a spade, a spade.

KB

This poem stinks

Just walked in the door after practice, ready to smell what I was eatingBut when I opened the door there was nothing
I walked around the corner and food was made
I walked up and tried to smell it but there was nothing... Nothing
I tried to smell something nasty so I went to the garbage
Still nothing, but I was okay with not being able to catch a whiff of that
I didn't know what to do
Without my smell, I won't be able to smell the fresh air and fresh baked food
So I looked at the positives, like not being able to smell our football practice gear
That's a big plus!

Chucky Gubbles

Smell that?

As I walk down the board walk
I see the bright-blue ocean waves
Accented by the hot, white sand
But something is missing.
What happened to the scent of salty air?
To the smell of sunscreen and lemonade?

Hungry, I walk into the nearest restaurant
But something is missing
Where is the aroma of steak and seafood of all kinds?
Why can't I stroll past the bar and get a nasty whiff of booze mixed with cigarette smoke?

When my food arrives, I can't sniff the mouth-watering smell of my bacon cheeseburger and fries.

Without this sense that I take for granted, I would be lost.


KD

Friday, September 25, 2015

Horror Story


I woke up in the middle of the night. I was alone in my house, I soon realized. My mom, dad, sisters, gone. I checked everywhere. I ran outside looking for them. My dogs Sally and Spot weren't there to greet me either. Maybe they are just sleeping, I thought. I called," Sally! Spot! Come here girls!" But they never came. I went to the duck pen. Juan, Ferdinand, and Jamal weren't there either. They have never escaped, I thought. I soon realized something was seriously wrong. Just then, I heard someone screaming at the top of their lungs. It seemed like it was coming from behind the rows of trees by the machine shed. So I ran to the house and got a weapon. Where was I going to shoot whatever it was? Do I aim for a vital organ? Or something like an arm or whatnot? No time now, I had to go.
I burst out of the house and realized there was a mesh in front of me. I could get around it, but it went to the sky. I slowly crept around it. I ran towards the forest of trees. When I got there I realized, another mesh was placed in front of me. It wasn't there before. "PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!" screams kept coming from the trees. At this point I knew there was something terribly wrong. There was no time to mess around, thinking about why there were meshes. I turned and looked back to the house and said goodbye to it. This might be the last time I see it,I thought. I heard screams again. I turned back to face the forest. But I ran into something hard. It knocked me down. I looked at my leg. My femur was sticking out of my skin. There was no way I was going to get help now. Then a cloth was placed on my face. I was instantly placed at rest.
I woke up in the middle of the night. I looked at my leg. It looked completely healed. But then I realized, it wasn't my leg. This leg had a tattoo of a heart on its ankle. I did not have a tattoo at all. I changed pants and realized I had a scar that went around the circumference of my thigh. Like someone chopped my leg off and put a new one on. I went downstairs to realize, no one was in the house again. I opened the door, and heard screams again. I ran outside without a weapon. That saved some time. The mesh was moved closer. I ran around it and yelled," I'm coming for you!" To whatever was out there. Then I hit something and fell unconscious by the cloth that was again draped over my face.
I woke up in the middle of the night.  Nothing new was on me. So I ran downstairs. There was no one to be seen after I checked all the rooms. So I went outside and I walked two steps and there was the mesh. All the way around the door. There was no way around it. "Ahhhh please don't kill me!" kept being screamed from the trees as I tried to see through the mesh. I ran back into the house, and collapsed.
I woke up to see a person in a welding mask. There were tools to my right that looked like welding tools with saws and laser cutters. I was tied down with zip ties. I looked up and saw a blinding light above me. I looked away and looked at the person. I tried to talk but my mouth was glued shut. The person looked at me and picked up a laser/saw looking thing. He turned it on. I squirmed around and tried to cry out with fear even though I knew no one would hear me. Then it hit me.

TJ 

Thursday, September 24, 2015

The Down Pour

The bright day suddenly comes to a halt.
The sweet smelling scent of precipitation is in the air.
The clouds form a mass of grayness, taking over the sapphire sky.
Slowly in perfect tear drop form,
The rain comes down lightly.
As the slow sleek rain steadily grows stronger
The mass of people lessen.
But not me, I stay where I am,
Letting cool rain run down my face, Just like tears would.
As I patiently stand still, waiting,
For the boom of the thunder and crack of the lighting
That make my insides churn with excitement.
 Then the beating of your own heart,
Keeps in time with the rain hitting the roof of the buildings,
Making it sound like your own song.
Sadly the weight of the rain lightens up against your smooth skin.
You see the clouds rolling away.
Your wet clothes sticking  to you slightly.
A sad smile makes its way to your face.
Because you won't know when you will do this again
But know that you still have a chance.


PK

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

The cheesy goodness

Cheese pizza is steaming eruption white lava through spicy tomato sea
Smells delicious
The taste unforgettable flavor
Hot and fry your tongue
Sight of steam rising of the melted cheese made my mouth water
Hear the sizzle of the cheese popping
pizza får mig att tänka anythings möjliga
Quiet color of white
A smell of burnt
Don't over cook it
The feel of crisp crunchy bread
It smells hogshaw
Looks gooey
Pizza erupting in my mouth
By The J

My hands

Scarred and soft
My hands do everything
I do not work them hard
  They only put food in my mouth
I love my hands
 Without them I wouldn't be able to do anything





   E

Sunflower

Inside I'm a sunflower
Yearning for the day to bloom,
To its full potential
Into something bigger and better,
To be more then what meets the eye

Each time my day gets rained on
I grow from it,
I get a little closer to my goal
So rain all you want
One day, I will reach the stars

TO

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

The Drink of Life

Chocolate milk is the drink I'd choose,
It can cure sadness and the very worst blues;
When I taste it, it brings me delight,
It warms my heart when I catch sight.

This delicious liquid is a lovely brown,
And can cheer anyone up who is feeling down;
Hiland is best there is no close second,
Trumoo is so gross it's used as a weapon.

Chocolate milk is one thing I crave,
A drink any man should try to save;
The drink is superb, there's no doubt about it,
Whenever it's offered, I become forced to commit.

I drink it at school during lunch,
Not breakfast, or dinner, or even brunch;
I don't get it on weekends it's sad to say,
But when Dylan has some, it brightens my day.

JS

Monday, September 21, 2015

I can remember....


I remember the day I found out my grandpa has ALS.
My parents weren't the first people to tell me my cousins were.
I wasn't quite sure what it was so I looked it up.
I spent hours upon hours researching it.
When I found out that's what it was, I was heartbroken.
Also that there was no cure was even the worse because eventually I won't get to see his smile everyday.
Accepting was the hardest thing because it wasn't fair and he didn't deserve it.
But still today some of my family don't accept it.
I accept and believe in him and tell him to be grateful that we still have time.
The time isn't gonna last forever but we will make it last.
See his smile everyday makes my day 10 times better.
The way that I see him now suffering that he can't walk any more or struggling swallowing breaks my heart.
The way that he sits in his 7hr doctors appointments and cries.
No body understands the way he feels when he sits there or even when he wakes up an says the only thing that keeps him going is my grandma an our family.
He doesn't wanna leave us which is the hardest thing for me to take in because when I hear that my heart drops and I start crying.
He will always have a special spot in my heart that no one can change.
So from this day on we just have to believe, stay strong, and pray.

MR

Friday, September 18, 2015

It's Friday
And yay is all I got to say.
All week has been stressful
But hey, forget about it.

It's time to have fun
And don't stop till you're done.
Everyone be safe.
We'll see you all next week.

-KR

Friday, September 11, 2015

Unusual

One sunny day I noticed something across the street.
There was a nice big brick house, but in front was something I didn't expect to see.
A man, with huge hippy pants, a headband, glasses, and long stringy hair was gardening around his mailbox.
B
I remember when I used to have a dog and its name was Ally.
It used to always jump on me and knock me over when I came out to pet it.
It always cheered me up to go see him.
I remember always playing football in Henry's backyard on Nebraska game days.
It would get really intense and fun.
We would always end up watching the end of the husker game after our game.
I remember jump roping a lot.
I got pretty good at it.
One time though I joked on a mint while jumping and stopped jump roping after that.
I remember playing NBA Jam against Derek all the time.
He would wake me up early before school to play.
When we were young we played it to stay up and catch Santa putting our presents out.
I remember Derek trying to teach me how to ride my bike.
I always crashed into the garage door.
But I eventually learned to ride it.
 By Chucky Gupples

Thursday, September 10, 2015

His story



Her eyes were more colorful than a rainbow
His eyes felt the clouds
Rain is dry! They declared together
Noah floats away in agony
PK watches in sorrow as Noah leaves as the two look on with out him
One simply does not huster at somebody's tragic story
No, carpe noctem
I know one day his tears will not be out of pity but joy
Do you think that I am going to leave this bug here to die?
Although that may be best for him
If you hear a scream do you listen?
Stephanie from Manhattan did
But only so she could here the paper whisper
Along the blue walls hope still exists
He thought the wool carpet hurt, but looking at those two hurt worse than the wool, even smelling chlorine, tasting acid or hearing a thousand women scream in his ear was worse.
Sinking in quick sand would have been safer for him
Leave what is done back in the krahid
This can be our friendship song
So no, I will not leave this bug here to die on the cold ruthless ground. I will pick him up, we shall fly away together not looking back at the two behind us.


PK

Little kids

I remember dancing to Britney Spears with my sister
  We would shake and shake until we collapsed.
I remember always being at the bottom of the pyramid whenever my cousin, sister, and I would pretend to be cheerleaders.
  I remember walking home with my mom from preschool
She was and still is my favorite person in the whole world
  I remember having my first boyfriend
    He was so cute and we were totally going to get married
I remember being a little kid and never wanting to grow up.





E

Fall coming soon...

No one travels a-
Long this way but I,
This autumn evening.
-J

I Remember...

I remember going to my great grandmas home every day.
It smelled like food all the time.

I remember riding a toy tractor at my grandmas house.
It had to have been as old as her.

I remember not having to wear shoes in the preschool classroom.
That had to have been the coldest floor.

I remember walking around "finding treasures" with my grandma's dog, Sheba, at her house.
That dog was as loud as a baby.

I remember riding in the combine with grandpa when I was very little.
His combine now is probably twice as big.

I remember riding in my grandma's truck with Justin and I in car seats.
They smelled terrible.

I remember getting sticky old pocket candy from grandpa Beierman all of the time.
It had so much lint on it.

I remember watching my dad walk in the second grade room as he announced Taylor's birth.
I had to have been happier than a kid on Christmas.

I remember all the laughs and tears that Justin and I have shared since birth.
I know he will forever be my favorite boy, besides my dad of course.
-KAB

Christmas Break

I remember...
Late nights watching Christmas movies as a family
While wearing fuzzy pajamas
I remember...
Helping Jake make his first snowman,
Mom helping us put our snow gear on,
And making us hot chocolate to help us warm up when we came back inside
I remember...
Helping dad shovel snow and
Mom making us a big dinner when we were finished
I remember...
Dad watching football
While I played Mario kart on the Wii with all 3 of my siblings
I remember...
Having no school
And spending time with my family all day

KD

Thursday, September 3, 2015

20 things

Time is a thief
 One morning, she shot an elephant in her pajamas.
Blue desk, the ripe smelling peach, the rough paper corners, the high pitch noise, the sour lemon.
 Sun is silent
 Tyanne Alberta
 One morning, she shot a turtle in her pajamas.
 One morning, a turtle shot a girl in pajamas.
 Tatar
 Drinking fresh water will make you well.
 Tyanne meat thermometer, thermometer meet Tyanne.
 The blue desk of anger
 She used a pen to stab the wall to hang up her masters degree certificate.
 She teleported to China.
 Ty is hungry for pizza.
 She will teleport to the North Pole soon.
 The triumphant peasant
  Wooden steal
 cinco por cinco
The cat told me how her day went
She endangered a spices by killing the elephant.

TJ