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							            A Collection of
            Writings by the
          Students of Holmes
             Middle School



   Wheeling, Illinois
Volume 18: 2002-2003
           Express Yourself…
     is a compilation of writings created by the students at
                     Holmes Middle School.


The works included in Express Yourself have been selected
                             by
  students and teachers as examples of prose and poetry
        written during the 2002-2003 school year.
    These writings represent a variety of styles taught
               as part of the writing process.



  Thank you to all the teachers and students
          who submitted work to
             Express Yourself.


                 Congratulations on a
                  wonderful effort.
Clip Art included in Express Yourself is from “Art Explosion” - Nova Development Corporation, Calabasas,
                                              CA. 1997-98.
  Express Yourself

   Express Yourself
    In a right way
When you like something
  Don’t give it away.

        María
True Love

True love is
Really hard to find.
Until you know that he will be your shining star for life.
Especially when you have to

Let go
Of the person you thought was the one.
Visions of happiness comes when I sleep.
Every night I wonder when he will come to me.
                                 Vivian




                                      G      o for your
                                      goal
    Karen

    Kind
    Attractive
                                      y    ou can

    Respectfull
    Enjoyfull
    Nice
                                      m      ake it!!!!!
                                      By : Jackie

    Ana
   Best Friend



                               F
   Best players
   Excited
   Sense of humor                 riendly
   Trustworthy

   Friendship
   Responsible
   Intelligence
                               r elationships that are


                               e
   Extreme
   Nice
   Dancers                        nthisiastic, and never


                               e
   Marisela

                                  nd with


                               d  iscrimnation of


Strawberries
Sweet
                               o  rgins of

Tasting
Real juicy
And
                               m   any people.
Watery
Beats                          By: Jackie
Eating
Raisins or bananas
Rather
Interesting
Everlasting flavor
Sometimes sour without sugar

Jasmine
Best Friends
By: Patrice

Best friends are forever                Quic kTime™ and a
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don’t let you them go because
you may not find another one.

Joliece you are my best friend
and no one can take you place!




Best Friends
                                                By: Rachel

What is a best friend?
A best friend is always there for you
They always have a shoulder for you to cry on
when you are down
You can always trust them with your personal
problems
They are easy to talk to. and they are GREAT
listeners!
That is a BEST FRIEND!
Whenever

Whenever you feel alone,
know that you’re not.

Whenever you need a shoulder to cry on,
you can use mine.

Whenever you need someone just to listen,
you can have my ear.

Whenever you are afraid,
I’ll be brave for you .

Whenever you fall,
I’ll catch you.

Whenever you are sad,
I’ll do anything to make you glad.

Whenever you have a question or a favor to ask,
know the answer will always be YES.

Whenever you need someone to talk to,
I’ll always be there for you!

                                       Jasmine



 The Dog and the Cat
                                                                      By: Angel

 Once upon a time, there was a beautiful cat named Rose. She was going with her
 sister to the city. She left house wearing a new dress. While she was walking,
 there was a rock she didn’t see. She tripped over the rock and then she felt in
 the mud. Close to her was a dog named Flaco.

             Rose said,”can’t you call my mom to pick me up? “

              He said, “Of course.” But he didn’t call her mom. He called his
 friend.

             The dog’s friend asked, “Did you call me?”

 The dog replied, “Yes.” ThEn he said that he thought that Rose was the girl the
 people from the town had been looking for five years. Rose was reunited with
 her family. They decided to adopt Flaco and his friend. They all lived happily
 ever after.
I had to say goodbye
I had to let go of our friendship
Because it wasn’t working out

I trusted you but you gave away my secrets
So now I’m hurt inside
I can’t feel my heart beating
Am I even breathing?

I am too scared to say anymore
Can you see the fire in my eyes?
I feel like I’m running a fever,
Am I?

Why did you blow my trust?


                                                   Goodbye
Did you won’t our friendship to end?
Because it just did
Goodbye

I stopped speaking to you
Because our friendship was over                             By: Patrice
When you called, I picked up
And immediately hung up the phone

Why did you call me?
You know that I wouldn’t speak to you
I said our friendship was over
It seems like you really cared                    We didn’t keep in touch
But you didn’t care to apologize                  For about a year

So I said goodbye                                 When you name was said
I didn’t think our friendship would end so soon   I felt like I was gonna throw up
                                                  Because I was so mad at you.
I expected our friendship
to last as long as we were together               You hurt me and I couldn’t handle
It didn’t                                         All the pain, stress, and drama
                                                  You cause towards me
When you walked by me
and tried to say hi                               You were my friend, my buddy,
I turned the other way                            My best friend
And didn’t say hi back                            But I said Goodbye
                                                  And we ended our friendship.
Didn’t you hear when I told you?
Our friendship was over
I guess you didn’t listen
When I told you
A Poem For You......

Someday you’ll love me
Someday you’ll care
Someday you’ll treasure the
moments we shared.
Someday you’ll see how long
I loved you and only time
could tell.
Someday you’ll find love is not
a game
My heart will not be here
My heart will be gone.
Then you’ll remember our love
and
then you’ll remember the tears
I once cried.
Someday I will realize what it
is to die
You will realize you said “good
bye”.
Someday you’ll hear a poem or
song
    I’m In Love With Landa
               By: Dustin


           I’m in love with Landa
            But why I can not say
   I never really stop thinking about her
         Whether it be night or day

            I’m in love with Landa
          I love her more each day
If you asked me what's so special about her
              I just couldn’t say

          I'm in love with Landa
        Each day I love her more
    There is just something about her
       That makes my spirits soar

         I'm in love with Landa
          I wish I was with her
      Why can’t she see the real me
        Not for what she's heard

           I'm in love with Landa
                                                         ~Love~
        She’s the only person I see
    I guess I'm just like Mr. Cellophane      To love is one thing
           She’ll never notice me             To be loved by someone is another
                                              To be loved by the one you love
          I'm in love with Landa              Is everything!
         But she doesn't love me
      I guess I should face the facts
            That it will never be                                         Rachel

           But I still love Landa
                      Fossils & Dinosaurs
             Did you know that there is a dinosaur hunter known as
“Dinosaur Jim”? His real name is Jim Jensen. He found a dinosaur
with three eyes! He also found the biggest dinosaur that lived on our
planet. It lived about 65 million years ago.
             In that time, a 3 horned dinosaur known as triceratops
roamed the earth. The Triceratops was a big animal that ate plants .
Animals that ate plants were herbivores . Animals that te meat were
called carnivores. When the dinosaurs died, many of them left behind
fossiils.
             What is a dinosaur ? A dinosaur is a big animal. Dinosaur
means terrible lizard. Dinosaurs were extinct about 140 million years
ago. One thing that caused the dinosaur to die was ice age.
             What was the first dinosaur found ? The first dinosaur
found is a megalosaurs. In 1824,it was found by William Buckland .
Where was the first dinosaur footprint found? Many footprints were
found in the early 1800’s in New England. Mr Buck found a dinosaur
that was 308 inches tall and 1170 inches long.
             What is a fossil? A fossil is the remains of a bone,teeth and
skull or traces of foot prints. The oldest fossil is abut 3.5 billion years
old. The best place to find a fossil is in a museum. The first fossil
was found in china.
             Do you know what equipment they use ? It is mostly a
butter knife and a tooth brush. Do you you know who died during the
mass extinction? The animals that died were Dinosaurs . They lived
during the triassic period about 230 million years ago.
             How old was the first fossil found ? It was 3.5 billion
year old. Did you know that there are over 300 different species of
dinosaur the first fossil was found in China . How do archaeologists
identify the artifact or bone they find ?
             This is my story about dinosaurs, bones, and fossils . I
have learned lots about fossils from millions of years ago. I think they
are cool. I want to learn more about fossils and bones. I also learn that
the first fossil was found in China.




By : Jose
                                       While the fire burns,
                                       In different shapes and colors
                                       They move very fast,
                                       The reds and yellows burn
                                       bright,
                                       It is beautiful and warm

                                                             By Megan




Night
By Megan

In the night, the rain comes
pounding on the window pain            Woods
helping me relax
                                       Walking in the woods
                                       I see the birds and tall trees
                                       I hear some footsteps

                                                  Marisela

                The Lawn

                Spawn,
                mows the lawn,
                Even though he’s a swan,
                Sitting in the dawn.

                                           Francisco
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Our eyes reflect upon the dark sun in a dangerous gaze
Our ears listen for sounds of relief from below
And we move towards them in fear
They are our enemy and we are their prize
Our lives are brief and pointless for them
We live like slaves in pools of mud
Their master plan is shielded from our amateur eyes
Power and greed is all they know
And as we lift our heads to the black sky
We are blinded as shreds of light emerge
The sky shows us a new way
Slowly we open our mouths to speak
But we are silenced
Now they are aware of our knowledge
And as the sky lights up again
We are inspired to speak out once more
This trial creates chaos for all mankind
But in a string of luck
Our words overthrow them of their greedy command
This empowerment is no longer theirs
And like never before, we all live as one.

By Sarah
                     My Pond

                     The morning opens my eyes to a new day
                     The day is full of surprises
                     In my special place, my pond is a magnet
                     A heaven to the brutal desert
                     The home for many diverse creatures
                     Some bury themselves beneath the relieving moisture and remain myster
                     Some show off their beautiful colors and talents above the desert’s glass
                     They make the life cycle in my special place
                     A never-ending circle of life flutters about my pond
                     Not to mention the colors, unimaginable to describe
                     They tell a story that to put into words in unthinkable
                     Day and night for survival, and recreation
                     My pond is the heaven of the desert

                                                            Taylor
POND

This small pond,
it started out as a little hollow,
it became what it is,
a little blue dot in the big, hot desert.

This small pond,
it blossomed with varieties of insects,
plants blooming on its surface,
it became full of life.

This small pond,
it is a home during the day for
colorful dragonflies and morning doves,
delicate water lilies floating, opening
their thin petals to take in the rising sun’s rays.

This small pond,
it is a home during the night for a
male Cooper’s hawk, who became companions
with a female great horned owl,
watching the helpless quail with predator eyes.

This small pond,
it started out as a little hollow,
it became what it is,
a little blue dot in the big, hot desert.
                                                  Araceli
Raindrops                     goodnight           Raindrops
                                                              fall
                         noise
                                                                 drip
                     soothing
                                                                      drip
                      night
                                                                            on
                         at
                                                                            my
                              me
                                                                     window
                         awakes
                                                                     it’s
                               sound
                                                           clear
                                       thumping

                                                    wet                          By: Jasmine




                              I once knew a mouse named Mickey.
                              Mickey was a cute mouse.
 Waves                        Who had a house.
                                                       By: Jackie
 Sitting by the lake,
 While I watch the water jump
 and wave to say “hello”
 The waves come crashing down fast,
 In and out, they move past me
                                                   Taekwando

                                                   I like breaking boards,
 By Megan                                          Taekwando is the most fun,
                                                   !I LOVE TAEKWANDO!
                                                                     Rosa
Sweat is dripping from head to toe,
Your feet are movin’ really slow,
Your team is down by only 4,
And your coach is screaming you better score!
You get the ball, you dribble down court,
Your mind is yelling ABORT! ABORT!
Once you get there you lose your grip,
You quickly shoot it for a 2 point dip,
It hits the rim and it goes in,
It feels you are gonna win.

Down by one not all is lost,
Towards your hoop the ball is tossed,
A two point sinker you feel real down,
Your face is showin' a major frown,
The ball’s thrown in then passed to you,
Your spirits are replenished, they feel real new,
You throw it up for the ally-oop,
Then a teammate dunks the hoop.

The ball’s back in play and moving fast,
All the players are getting really gassed,
Your starting to play on raw emotion,
And then you get the ball in a huge commotion,
You give a pass,
The defense you harass,
The ball is then thrown back to you,
The yelling in the crowd is aimed and true,
You dribble, fake, and soar,
Your feet are leaving the wooden floor,
You dunk it, and then you’re fouled,
From the crowd you hear no sound,
The ref is giving you two shots,
Your throat and muscles are tied in knots.

You shoot it, the ball goes in,
Now your feeling a great big win,
One more shot is still to go,
Your muscles tense and then you throw,
Your shot goes wide with three seconds to go.
You’re are starting to feel real low.

Your team is winning by only one,
The buzzer sounds you have just won!
Your team is running at you real fast,
The championship is yours at last,
Your name is called for MVP,
Your mind is running really free,
You take the trophy and pass it around,
You think that you have just been crowned.
You are a champion!!!!!

                                   by Stan
The Punk Rock Alphabet
By: Sarah

Adolescents, The
Buzzcocks, The
Clash, The
Dead Kennedys
Exploited, The
Fear
Gray Matter             Quic kTime™ and a
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I Against I                                          Superficial People
Joey Ramone                                          By-Sarah
Kill Your Idols                                      People aren’t always the way they seem
                                                     Think you know someone
Lagwagon                                             But you really don’t
Misfits, The                                         It’s just superficial people
                                                     They never let you know the real them
NoFX                                                 They keep secrets from you
Offspring, The                                       Never tell the truth
                                                     Friendship is nothing
Pennywise                                            But a big scam to them
Queers, The                                          It’s just superficial people
                                                     They must got nothing better to do
Ramones, The                                         Than eat away your self-worth
Sex Pistols                                          Because they don’t have any
                                                     It’s just superficial people
T.S.O.L.                                             Today’s a fake day
Unseen, The                                          And that’s what tomorrow is
                                                     It’s endless and will never end
Vandals, The                                         Mankind will be betrayed forever
White Stripes, The                                   By people like them
                                                     They aren’t always the way they seem
X-Ray Spex                                           It’s just superficial people.
Youth Brigade
Ziggens, The
  SeedFolks
    Poem:

  The Gibb                  The Gibb Street Garden
Street Garden               What a place
                            All its tremendous
     By: Dustin             Beauty and grace

  I read a book called      The Community was
      SEEDFOLKS             Coming together
This is my poem about it.   No matter what
                            Your race or your color
                            No matter the weather
                            Rain or shine
                            They’d say each morning
                            “How’s that little garden of mine?”

                            But of all things to happen
                            A horrible sin
                            They broke off
                            Cause of the color of their skin

                            The people saw how dumb they were
                            So they cleared out their minds
                            Without a blur
                            Back to the way they were
                            They started planting again
                            Each and every one
                            They helped each other
                            In the rain and sun

                            And one little girl started it all
                            And those 6 little beans would not fall
                            So if you can see the garden in its grace
                            I would, for it’s a glorious place
Scared
                             by: Sarah
I’m scared of everything,
Just everything and anything,
I’m scared to breathe, thinking it will be my last breath,
I’m scared to talk, thinking I will say something stupid,
I’m scared to tell someone "I like you", thinking they will reject me
I’m scared of the future, thinking I will not succeed,
I’m scared to be me, thinking I will offend someone,
I’m scared to be someone I’m not, thinking I will forget my real sel
I’m scared to lie, thinking someone will find out the truth,
I’m scared to tell the truth, thinking someone will not believe me,
I’m scared to grow-up, thinking I won’t have time for what I love a
I’m scared to live life, thinking what I thought it was, wasn’t anythi
I’m just so scared,
I’m scared of everything,
Just everything and anything.
                                         People

                                             People
                                           are nice.
                                             They’re
                                      Bigger than mice.
                                            they like
                                            to drink
                                           ice. They
                                         like to play
                                              w d
                                              i    i
                                              t    c
                                              h e.


                                         By: Jackie
                The Cage Stands Still In The Sun And Rain
                Many Jews Sheared Sorrows Of Much Pain
                There Was No Color, All Was Gray
                For The Sadness That Appeared Each Horrible Day

                The Nazis Were Evil
                 And Cruel To The Jews
                If the Jews Could Have Sung
The Cage Poem   They’d Have Sung The Blues
By: Dustin
                There Was A Small Family Of Four
                And From Kids To Adults They Learned Even More
                They Lost Their Mother, Half Of Their Life
                They Now Had Sorrow Pain And Strife

                They Were Split Up
                But Stayed As One
                And They Were Locked In A Cage
                Yes, Another One

                The New Cage Was Auschwitz
                The Worst Of All
                That’s Where Most Nazis
                Watched The Jews Fall

                Riva Was The Girls Name
                No Other Had The Same
                She Had To Do Work That Was Cruel
                She Could Not Sit For There Was No Stool

                She Then Was Sent To Miselltine
                That Would Be True
                She Was So Very Luck
                I’d Say The Luckiest Jew

                Then As The War Came To An End
                And She Was Sent To Be Killed
                The Nazis Got Scared And Ran Away
                The Jews Lived, A Dream Come True

                That Was A Story For The Daughter From Mom
                The Daughter’s Face Looked As If There Was A Bomb
                “Could This Happen Again?”
                Asked The Daughter With Fright
                And Her Mother Replied:
                “As Long As There Is Hope There Is Life”
On My Own
Vivian

Verse 1:
That’s the way you see me. But it’s not what I am. Leave your worries
behind. Now you’re going to hear what I have to say. Please don’t try to
stop me. Now it’s time for me to do things on my own. Let me do it my
way.
All I ever do is listen to you saying that I’m just a problem. But now I
know what I should do.

Chorus:
Don’t start now. The feelings just come and gone. You’ve played me far
too long. But now I’m over you. Toodle-loo baby (x2)

Verse 2:
That’s the way you judge me. Saying stuff about me isn’t the way to be.
Just because you think you know me. You don’t know my expressions.
Never tried to understand my way of life. You never understood me.
Even though that I am younger I still know the way to keep it stronger.
There’s a bright new world out there for me.

Chorus

Bridge:
All I wanted was to spend some time with you. But I never got a single
sign from you. Do you have to be a player hanging with your crew?
Thinking I wouldn’t know? Don’t look back because it’s all ancient
history. Take a look around it ain’t no mystery. It’s time for you to find
another fantasy. Because I am ending it with you.

Chorus (x2)
        Crunch! “A boy crunched a hot Cheetoh in my ear!’’, I said to myself. I wish
boys were not allowed in my class because they’re always bothering me. Well, not all
of them, of course. Maybe it’s because I say they are piggies and then I run as fast as I
can, but I will always say that they’re not polite because they are so messy when they
eat and they don't wash their hands before they eat (not all boys).

        My friends don't crunch or munch in class, only in lunch but at least not in my
ear and they don't make me say “Ooh get away you piggy”. When I am with my friends
they are polite because if they’re not, I will say, “ Can you please be polite?” If she is
my friend, and if she doesn't stop, that means they’re not my friends.

      As I have told you, boys are not as clean as girls and they are not polite. (But
sometimes they’re clean. Sometimes the boys are really smart. Not only can they be
mean, but many of them say bad things to girls, like; “you’re really weird” and “you are
dumb.” Why I think they’re not nice is because they eat with their mouths open and you
can see the food that they are eating or that they push in line if they know you are a girl.

       It’s not like I pay attention to any of their weirdness and their silly words. With
only girls, the class smells good like peaches, apples, watermelon, Cantaloupe,
strawberries and no cheese and no sweat at all. At least that is something good too.
But when we are with the boys, they do not make us talk as much as with our friends.

        If we have all the classes with all girls we won’t think about boyfriends till we are
15 and in high school. And most importantly, if we work with boys we might fall in love,
like if we learn what they like and we like the same thing and we say or talk about them
with our friends, then we’d have to say that we have something to talk about. Now you
have heard what I think about piggies, and again (not all boys!), you can see why I think
we should have separate classes.




                                                Boy and girl in love. See my point?


                                                                               BY: Michelle
                                  HOMELESS PEOPLE
                                    By: Zurisadai

    I think that we are responsible to take care of the homeless people because their
children could die and the whole family could die too! They don’t have any money. They
need time to get money. So we are responsible because we can give them some money or
tell the police that a family needs a place to sleep or they need time to find a job.


    We have to think about the children and the rest of the family and about their lives.
They are normal people only they had heard life. They are humans like us. What I mean is
that we are have a house and a bed and something warm to keep them from the cold and a
bed so they can sleep well. They need a house that could protect them self. They are
humans.


I have five reasons that we are responsible:


   My first reason is: We are responsible to take care of homeless people because they
are people and humans like us so they are special to us. Maybe we could have friend who
are homeless people or they could be a very kind and a good friend to you.
   My second reason is: We do not want people dying for food. They don’t have any
money to buy food. But if they need help we can help them to take a job to there family.


   My third reason is: Their children could die of by getting an infection. Could not going
to have a life like us. And that when we have to help them to get a life too!
    My fourth reason is: They need money. That’s why we are responsible to help each
other and especially the homeless people. Because they are especial to my God if the
homeless people have little of money they could buy some food or a apt
   My last reason is: We are Americans. We help people. If we help each other I think that
we will be a happy, and proud of our selves because we helped the homeless people. They
are going to remember you if you do not have any money to buy some food and they are
working. They could help you too like you helped them. And they are going to help other
people and those people are going to help other people and it is going to keep going. Then
the United States will be happy and proud of themselves to have people care for each
other and be responsible for each other.


I am happy to help each person or be responsible for other people
No Longer
You slip through my fingers

like sand

and you are amongst all the other grains of sand

I cannot find you...

You are like water which truly fascinates me...

I once held some of you

in a glass cup

but my fingers slipped,

the glass had shattered,

and you were lost

for I held you no longer.

You are a feather

that I held in my hand

I cherished your presence

but the wind swept you from my hold.

It blew you from my reach

and although I chased you on and on,

hoping I would hold my feather once again,

I could not catch you...

I held you no longer.                             Written by
Laura
POEM FOR UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
United States of America, Land of Liberty
Science and Technology you are here
European, Asian, African,
in America they built
a powerful company together

Here we are joined together
residents citizens, immigrants
in a powerful nation
diverse races, we form a beautiful culture
Muslims, Buddhists, Jews and Christians
In this land working likes brothers
Immigrants from very far lands
we escape from inhumane conditions

Oh what sadness I have
This terrible reality
This land is not mine
Though it is freedom for me

None of us is the owner
The owners, who are they?
Living in reservations
In danger of extinction

Oh, what a land of liberty
it was to the Indians
From them we robbed
this land
and
their freedom

Sandy Bel
POEMA A ESTADOS UNIDOS DE AMERICA
Estados Unidos tierra de libertad
ciencia y tecnologia en ti está
Europeos, Asiaticos, de Africa y Oceania
en America construyeron
una poderosa compania.

Aquí estamos acentados
residentes nacionales e indocumentados
Oh nación poderosa
diversas razas formamos una cultura hermosa.

Musulmanes,Budistas,Judios y Cristianos
en esta tierra trabajando como hermanos
Emigrantes de tierras muy lejanas
de paises escapamos de condiciones inhumanas

Oh que tristeza la mía
que terrible realidad
Esta tierra no es mía
ni aunque sea de libertad

Nadie somos dueños
y los dueños quienes son
Los tenemos en reservas
en peligro de extincion

Oh tierra de libertad
que a los indios les robamos
su vida, su tierra y tambien su libertad.



Sandy Bel
          Abuelito, Abuelito

          Abuelito, Abuelito
           me enseñaste
          leer y escribir
          tanto tiempo
          juntos que te
           quiero más que
          el tiempo pasamos juntos.

          Abuelito Abuelito
          ¡Tan viejito estás
          y tan listo estás !
          Para mi eres igual.


          By: Rubi




                                                    ABUELITO
                                Abuelito, abuelito eres tan bueno que cuando yo te
Abuelito                        pido algo tú me lo compras pero,cuando yo te pido
                                            que me compres más cosas
Abuelito
estás                                     de las que me puedes comprar,
muy                                          Tú te enojas y me regañas.
viejito
que                                                                           JOSE
cuando
 te
acuestas
 te
truenan
                                Abuelito
tus huesitos.
                                Abuelitos Fidel Valencia e Isidra
Ricardo
                                Valencia - yo los quiero mucho
                                como el mayor de mis amores.

                                By:    Zusana
 Abuelita
 abuelita,abueliita
 ¿por qué no me dejas a ir
 a jugar
                               ABUELITO
 con mis amigos a jugar
 soccer?
                              Tengo un abuelito.
                              lito , lito
 By Carlos
                              con dos perritos.
                              ritos , ritos
                              eres tan viejito.
                              jito , jito
ABUELITO                      que está tan arrugadito.
Abuelito, Abuelito            dito , dito
tienes un bastoncito
negro y azul.                                                 Jose
Usas lentes cuando lees.
Eres muy bueno, pero a veces muy malo.
No te gusta el ruido, pero eres el mejor de todos.

By: Salvador


                                 Abuelita,Abuelita eres muy
                                 bonita y además
                                 muy viejecita

                                 By:
                                 Esther
Abuelitos de Esteban

Abuelitos abuelitos
que me enseñaron                                   abuelitos
lo mas bonito                                  Abuelitos, abuelitos
                                                 que me cuidaron
aunque estás
                                               sin imaginar cuantas
tan viejito                                      Canitas y canitas
y canosito.                                         les salieron.
            By:Esteban
                                                      Rosa




     Abuelito



     Abuelito,abuelito eres muy muy viejito.
     Cuando tú, te sonries, eres muy bonito.
     ¡Tienes unos perritos que son tan
     bonitos!
     Quisiera tocarlos para que se alegren
     tantito.
                                                      Abuelito
     Allí los vemos, abuelito bonito.

     By: Humberto
                                                 Abuelito,Abuelito
                                               que estás tan viejito
                                               y tan enojadito como
                                                una abeja sin miel.

                                                        By: Marisela
      Ojala yo fuera
      Un carro
      para correr bien rápido
      Y así no tengo tarea
      Y para que corra en las carreras.

      By: Juan

                            Soy Marisela

                           y tengo 12 años
                           me gusta jugar.

                            By: Marisela


pps

vs.

sps
ph
hsm.
m
spssp
                  ¡Qué lindo sol hay
                brillante y muy grande
                    quien como él!

                                    By: Yamila




Ojalá yo fuera el sol
para poder alumbrar todo
y además ser muy reluciente.


                       By: Esther
Tú eres como una como una gota de agua que cuando escurre por tus venas, se revienta.


                                                                                                                   Itzel




                                                                    Ojalá
                                             Ojalá yo fuera una estrella para saber lo que deseas y
            QuickTime™ an d a
                                                     cumplir tus deseos y sehagan realidad.
        TIFF (LZW) decomp ressor
     are need ed to see this p icture .

                                               Ojalá yo fuera tu ángel para cuidarde donde vallas.
                                          Ojalá yo fuera tu corazón para saber tus sentimientos y saber
                                                               lo que sientes por mi.

                                                                                              By: Rubi




                                              Ojalá yo fuera

                                              Ojalá yo fuera tu caballo
                                              para que me pudieras pasear adonde tú quisieras.

                                                                                                          Esther



                                                      Ojalá yo Fuera....

                                             Ojalá yo fuera una abeja para volar y
                                                  ayudar a los otros animales
                                               de los casadores que los casan.
                                          O también para que ser libre y correr en el
                                               campo y ser feliz para siempre.

                                                                            By: Michelle
                 Ojalá yo fuero
   Ojalá yo fuera un jugador de futbol Mexicano
        para representar a mi país, México.
Ojalá yo fuera rico para comprar todo lo que hayga
                 de futbol Mexicano.
    Ojalá yo fuera jugador de Futbol Mexicano
           para que meta muchos goles.

                                                By: Gerardo

   Ojalá
   

   Ojalá yo fuera
   mariposa para
   andar de flor
   en flor.
   Ojalá yo fuera
   un beso para
   andar de boca
   en boca.
   Ojalá yo fuera una
   almohada para
   sentir tu dulce
   cara.

   By : Lorena
                           yo soy defensa
                         y yo soy mexicano
                          yo soy goleador

                            By: Jaime



              Haiku

              Me llamo Perla.
              Me gustan los conejos.
              Son muy bonitos.

              Perla

Haiku

Me llamo Perla.
Me gustan los conejos.
Son muy bonitos.
By: Perla
 Haiku de Juan               HAIKU de Carlos
 Yo me llamo Juan
                              Me llamo Carlos
Yo tengo doce años
  Me gusta jugar             y vivo en México.
                              Me gusta jugar.
      By: Juan

                                By: Carlos





psp
mhmsvms
s.
                        La Flor             
                               B:Esh
                    Como una flor,
                  soy como una rosa,
                    en mi corazón
                   un sólo amor mío
                 ¿Yo solo pienso en el?



                     Julia
     ¿DEBEREMOS TENER CLASES DEL MISMO
                 GENERO?

   Yo pienso que nosotros no deberíamos tener clases del mismo
genero, porque si tenemos clases mezcladas con niñas, podríamos
intercambiar más ideas. También podríamos sentirnos más
cómodos los unos a los otros. Podríamos participar mucho más de
lo que participaríamos en clases del mismo genero. Por eso yo
pienso que deberíamos tener clases mezcladas.
   También pienso que debemos tener clases mezcladas porque
las niñas son muy inteligentes. Cuando nosotros tenemos que
hablar en frente de la clase y cuando ellas están en nuestro
grupo, nosotros nos sentimos confiados con ellas, y así nosotrs
nos podríamos hablar para en frente de la clase y podríamos
hablar con confianza.
   Otra razón para que tengamos clases mezcladas es que
podemos estar con nuestros amigos o amigas y así también nos
podríamos sentir comodos. También pienso que debemos tener
clases mezcladas porque si tenemos clases del mismo genero
podríamos aburrirnos, y también alguien podría empesar a pelear
con otra personas, y los podrían poner en una detención.




                                                           By: José
                                          ANGEL DE MI GUARDA
              QuickTime™ and a
          TIFF (LZW) decompressor



                                          Angel de mi guarda de mi dulce compañia,
       are neede d to see this picture.




                                          no me desampares ni de
                                          noche ni de día.
                                          Socorro



Desamparados

              Nosotros no somos responsables de que ellos no tengan lugar donde
vivir. Estas son mis tres razones. La primera es que ellos pueden trabajar.Mi
segunda razón es porque pueden tener un hogar. Mi última razón que el gobierno no
los va a mantener.

               Les voy a explicar mi primera razón. Nosotros no somos responsables
de que no tengan un trabajo. Por que tal vez ellos son flojos. Tal vez tan un pretesdo
para no ir a trabajar.
También si apenas alcansan para comer está bien . Para así ya no van a tener
hambre.

             Ahora les voy a explicar mi segunda razón. Es también con ese dinero
se puede comprarán lugar donde vivir. Luego pueden buscar un hogar más grande y
cómodo. Si no un hogar donde vivan otras personas. Para que así no paguen mucho
y tengan dinero para comer .

             Mi última razón es que el gobierno no los va a mantener. Si los va a
mantener, pero solamente mientras buscan un trabajo. Pero no siempre los va a
mantener el gobierno. Si son flojos, el gobierno tal vez se de cuenta . También
pueden trabajar por el gobierno.

              Estas son mis tres razones . Que no somos responsables de que ellos
si no tienen un trabajo y una vivienda en donde vivir. Si están de acuerdo conmigo,
que bien.

Rubi
    Ep
    ms
   Epms
   hpz.
   mqsq
   vss
   z.
   
                 Clases de niños y niñas
             
             D
  Yo pienso que deberíamos tener clases de niños y niñas porque
podemos aprender más de nosotros mismos. También no hablamos
mucho con los demás; con sus amigas porque no nos podemos ver. Y así
no hablamos de cosas que no vienen al caso sobre lo que estamos
hablando en clase. Y ponemos más atencián en la clase y aprendemos
más. Hablamos mucho con las amigas. Hablamos de cosassinimportancia
también hablamos de novios de chismes de tus compañeras.

                                                              By: Perla




            QuickTime™ and a
        TIFF (LZW) decompressor
     are neede d to see this picture.
Ojalá yo fuera una Rosa
Ojalá yo fuera tu rosa para que me
trajieras a donde yo quisiera.

                                              By: Marisela




¡Clases con el mismo genero!

             Las niñas nececitamos estar con las niñas por que tenemos más confianza
con nosotras mismas. Un buen ejemplo sería cuando las niñas hablan sobre cosas de
mujeres, porque hay veces que los niños se meten en lo que no les importa. Hay muchas
cosas que a nosotras las niñas, no nos gustan sobre los barones. Por ejemplo, son muy
enfadosos, pero muy latosos.
              Nosotras las niñas somos más calmadas que los niños porque nosotros
ponemos más atención en clase que los barones. Los barones no se pueden concentrar
porque se distraín por cualquiera cosa que una persona haga o diga. Por eso, es que las
mujercitas somos más estudiosas que los barones porque ponemos más atención en clase
y no somos distraídas por cualquiera cosa que pase. Aunque aveces las mujercitas si nos
distraemos un poco cuando pasa algo chistoso. Aunque nos reamos por algo muy
chistoso, no se significa que somos muy distraidas.Yo pienso que el ochenta y cinco
porciento de las mujercitas somos más inteligentes que los barones.
              Las mujercitas tienen más confianza entre ellas mismas porque son
mujercitas y ellas se sienten más cómodas hablando con mujercitas que con hombrecitos.
Ellas no se sienten cómodas hablando con los hombrecitos porque los hombrecitos son
muy chismosos porque ellos les platican todo a sus amigos. Después los amigos irán con
más personas a decirles y luego se irá a ser un rumor y toda la escuela se enterará de lo
ocurrido.


María
     Las clases del mismo genero
                                                                               By: Cristina
     Yo pienso que debemos tener clases del mismo genero porque a veces los niños
     hablan mucho de cosas que no vienen al caso. Otra idea es que las niñas somos más
     calmadas que los niños . Yo pienso también que debemos tener clases del mismo
     genero por que los niños a veces no quieren trabajar con nosotros, las niñas. Porque
     dicen que no más estamos hablando de niños o de otras cosas.

     Las niñas piensan en el estudio y en lo que estamos estudiando y los niños no. Las
     niñas sacamos mejores calificasiones.

     Podemos estar hablando de cosas de las mujeres. También, cuando estemos
     presentando un proyecto, los niños se pueden estar riendo.




                                    Classes Juntos
                                           By: Yamila

    Había una vez una maestra que le gustaba preguntar mucho. Un día me pregunto ¿que
piensas hacerca de las clases separadas?.Yo le dije que no me parecia justo que nos separen.Ella
me dijo dame tres rasones de porque no y despues apoya tu respuesta.Mi primera rasón fue que
ellos nos pueden alludar en algunas cosas.Podemos perder la verguensa de trabajar con ellos.Y
por ultimo algunas niñas tienen sus novios.

    Cuando no entendemos la tarea de matemáticas, por ejemplo, porque es un poco complicada.
Pero por suerte hay un niño en la clase que entiende un poco más.Puede resolver problemas muy
dificiles. Si no tuviese él o lo demas niños con quien ariamos grupo.

   También cuando la maestra nos dice que un niño puede esplicar sobre la tarea. Empesamos a
decir que no porque no estamos acostumbrada a trabajar con ellos. Y si vamos no travajamos
porque nos da pena. Ellos se enojan porque piensan que no nos gusta trabajar.

    Para las niñas que tienen sus novios es muy lindo estar mirandolos. Ver como trabajan y las
miran y se dicen cosas. A mi me da risa ver las niñas que se ponen selosas cuando hablan sus
novios con otras niñas.

   Pero para ellas no es tan lindo por eso no es justo que no podamos trabajar con niños. Esa es
mi opinión y espero que piensen igual que mi.

						
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