In life, even though there is pain
Deep inside we will find there is
Even though your world may
A Rose Think of the good there is
And keep on going forward.
One day your wishes will become
Beautiful red petals- reality.
When I see you everything is right. Remember that in the end, all bad
You stand for love, passion, and will go away.
pain. So dry your tears, put on your
When you love, you have passion, smile,
and And never give up.
When you lose you have pain. Your future depends on you.
You live, love, and lose, You can make your dreams come
But when and if it ends, there is true.
always something new. Happiness is always near, no
What might look like a bad thing, matter how
can be a great thing. Love is Far it may seem.
passion, pain and sometimes By Chris Ochoa
If you love someone you will do
everything to be with that person.
When you los something,
You start a new chapter of your
A new beginning,
By David Perez
I am Me
I am who I am
I am what I am
I am how I am
I am me
I am science
I am poetry
Dream Big I am compassion
I am me
Don’t be afraid
I am love
Why be? I am the truth
The sky’s the limit I am courage
I dream big
I am me
Do you? By Jameel Collins
Anything is possible
We are the future
Be the next President
Or an Astronaut The Writer
Be anything you want
Just remember DREAM BIG There is an anonymous journalist
So synonymous like any other
By Amanda Vazquez
Inspired by President Barack
Helpful in every way
But sometimes fearful to say
He was once circumfluous.
By Bhargov Tarpara
Compassion Valentine’s Day
Compassion isn’t just caring Valentines Day is a day of love
for somebody Valentine’s Day is a day of care
Compassion is feeling how Valentine’s Day is when you have
that person feels Valentine’s Day is a day of
Compassion is showing romance
sympathy for someone Valentine’s Day is a day of
Compassion shows that you Chocolate
care for that person Valentine’s Day is a day of love
Compassion makes you feel cards
Valentine’s Day is a day of
like you’re the person emotion.
Compassion shows that you By Jameel Collins
By Jameel Collins
As sweet as honey
As passionate as fire
One person outside,
the complete opposite inside.
Bravely taking in all her pains
But inside… A mirage right ahead, a woman with a
She was breaking. red dress,
She did what was right to her, She danced slowly through the snow
Her hair like feathers blew a scent
Even though another piece A scent of cry, pain, and hate
cracked. But last there was a sweet and warm
She never pursued revenge one
And tried to keep a smile on her One that was called love
face Her brown hair faded
She has lived through it all As she walked
The darkest days She slowly began to see a man
He patiently waited for her
The roughest days His smile grew, and hers too
Now Finally she kneels down and kisses
Finally She shows her true smile him on the cheek
She has found her light in this There she sat beside him, and
cold, stormy night. Suddenly its picture faded
Finally… But their love lasted forever.
She has found her beloved Edward By Isabella Silva
By Shivani Annirood
The boy who tricked people to
do what he wanted
Over by the Mississippi River
Missouri is where it all took
Snow White Queen
Slave Jim was friends with
As the mind blew Huckleberry Finn
A small cry I heard Agrees to be company to them
As the snow hit the cold rocks,
The wind blew
Went on to get caught
Yet never forgotten and soon to tears, your sorrow, your pain.
So when you’re alone, think of
be saved. me, or even give me a call, I
Encountering someone to help am never very far.
Released to freedom and By Kat Bermeo
everyone had helped.
By Darien Rivera
Life in Stealth
There is an everyday journalist;
However, he is very stealth-like,
Sometimes fearful, usually with
Someone, and always lends a
By Bhargav Tarpara
Letter to My
All the things we did
together, we could do again.
Your big green eyes, your
shoulder-length hair. The way
you laugh and smile. We Bryon
shared the good times, and the
bad. I will always remember Bryon
my best friend. I thought we Acts, does not think
would never part. But now That was then this is now
you have grown and moved
Mem’s put him in a trance
away. You have found
someone to care for you. To
listen to what you have to say.
By Julio Galicia
To share your joys and your
Life Full of Lies
Just sitting there all alone day
The Fierce Dog By day, wondering what he
Big Fighting dog She wanted him to rescue her
From this thing called life,
Ugly howling mutt Sometimes she wished she
Crying until he’s down could
Kill it with a knife
Killing bad dogs
But when he was there it
By Anthony Figueroa Like everything was all right,
Especially when he kissed her
And now that he’s by her side
Forever, they both thought
Love would never sever
Now that she had to say good-
She dismally knew she would
To live her life as a lie.
By Kristen Daly
My joy and my pride
Don’t be scared
Spread your wings and fly.
By Alivia Audia Collins
Beautiful butterfly so high in the I Miss You
There are no words to express how I
So gentle and perfect something feel,
special but I’m going to try to let you
In how you fly, I’m missing you so much, so
Beautiful butterfly so confused in my mind,
Different, so natural, spread your can’t even think of one rhyme.
No one cares, everything is
wings falling apart
And don’t be shy. Everything is tore, nothing but
Beautiful butterfly open your eyes, dark clouds each day.
Stressing trying to keep the
see the world, travel in the sky. drama away,
Beautiful butterfly, color wing But it keeps coming back and it
different wants to stay
I wish there was a way I can just
patterns. let you sleep and not hurting.
Something so beautiful it makes you I’m sorry, I’m selfish but my
want to sing heart is burning. I know there’s
nothing you can do to take my But when I think about it, it’s your
pain away. swag and style.
I know that you can be here, its In my eyes you’re beautiful.
okay, yes it does hurt. Even from the start,
I don’t have your shoulder to cry And my feelings for you will
on just letting you know I miss always race to my heart
So just remember when you’re
feeling down and blue,
Just know you have me to turn to.
By Alivia Audia Collins - Alivia Audia Collins
So shy to talk to me so sad
‘cause it hurts me.
Love so strong it kills my heart
Heart with anger and pain
I suffocate, I can’t breathe when No peace to wash out the rain
we’re apart Thought throughout the mind
I’m the stars to your black Wishing for a better time
beautiful sky. No sounds or laughs to feel
The air everything is dark and queer
When I’m around you I think about
Spirits are soundless
you Everything is motionless
I even worry about you, Tears fall down like a thunder storm
but I always get shy suffocating for that fresh breath of air
There’s nothing that makes me Trying to say something but no one can
happier than to see your face, hear
Terror in your eyes
My heart glows with this giving Fear in your soul
fate. Stopping at a closed window
No where to go
I don’t know what it is about you Reaching out for help
that makes me wild. But no one can see you
Introducing your name and
People say, “Who?” I went into my room. It was painted dark
Trying to live up to expectations blue and filled with light wood furniture and
Knowing it can’t be true
Wondering if there’s a place for you
deep purple curtains and bedspread. I relaxed
Screaming and crying wishing you were on my bed, and stared up at the cream ceiling.
dying My mother and I were never on good
Sitting there wishing you were crucified terms, at least, not until I made friends in my
Knowing everything you want is a lie new Middle School. They were
Nothing to do but cry, cry, cry!
diverse, different races and religions. My
By Alivia Audia Collins mother was prejudiced. If you weren't Catholic
and white, she hated you on
principle. The minute I showed her a picture of
my friend Sherry, she flipped, just because she
was Jewish (she knew
because Sherry wore a Star of David around her
neck faithfully.) She said I was never to see
her again. But I did. It
was my choice to make after all. It wasn't like
Sherry was a bad kid. She got good grades and
didn't do anything bad.
I jumped when my cell phone rang. I
Anguish wasn't expecting that. I answered it with a,
By: Jacqueline Huaman "Hey, it's Sherry," she said cheerfully.
“Well, speak of the devil,” I chuckled, but she
"Sam, where's the report card?" my mother didn't question it.
asked, an edge to her voice.
"Can I come over? I need help with my
I smiled at her, wanting to be on her
good side. My emerald green eyes were
I hesitated. Suddenly, I heard my mom's
crinkling at the edges, and I flipped
car roar to life and pull out of the driveway.
my long orange hair behind my shoulder.
"Sure! But make it quick.
"It comes out tomorrow, mom," I said in my My mom just left and she'll be back any
kindest voice, then headed upstairs to be alone. minute."
The angry look in my mother's brown eyes "Sure thing!" she replied and hung up. I
always scared me senseless and the way her shut my phone and ran downstairs.
black hair curled around her face made her look About three minutes later, the doorbell
evil. rang. I ran towards the door and made it fly
open. I pulled Sherry in
quickly and locked the door. She smiled at me,
her brown eyes full of life. Her dark brown,
curly hair was tied back in a or someone, behind them. They were burning
ponytail and she wore a long beige skirt and the couch. I was too shocked and scared to
long sleeved white blouse. Suddenly, she pushed spray it. A figure that was covered in a black
her math book out in front of me. cloak stepped forward. A beautiful woman with
"I need help with page 23," she said long, wavy blonde hair and red eyes moved over
sheepishly, and her cheeks were red as roses. to hide the person they were hiding. As the
"Sure!" I crowed with a smile, motioning black cloaked figure neared, I saw it was a
for her to sit. I explained every problem in skeleton with glowing red eyes. It reminded me
detail and she nodded of the grim reaper, though he didn't have a
in understanding. Finally, we finished the whole scythe. I backed away, but he lunged forward
page. When I looked up, it was dark outside. I and grabbed the fire extinguisher from me. To
gasped. It had only been four o’clock when she my surprise, he put out the fire. The woman
had arrived. How could it have gotten so late? chuckled.
Actually, the real question was, where was my "You look so frightened," she said in a
mother, and why was she taking so long? silky voice. "Don't worry, you won't feel any
"Thanks so much, Samantha, I really pain if you just cooperate
appreciate your help," Sherry said gratefully. I with us. If you don't, we'll show you what's
nodded and smiled. behind my back. You'll be really hurt and
"Want to stay longer?" I asked, and scared then." She chuckled.
started to make tea. "Because I know how My heart was hammering in my chest and
much you like this brand of tea." my breathing was hard. I was sweating and my
"Sure!" she agreed, and sat down at the knees felt like jelly. I sat down on the ground
table. "But what if your mother comes home?" and cried. "Do whatever you want," I sobbed.
To answer her question, I "I just give up." Fear and stress had said those
pointed at the door right behind her. She could words. I wished they hadn't of intervened.
just walk out if my mom came home. I looked The couple chuckled and lunged forward.
at her and she nodded, a smile on her face. I screamed for Sherry to leave. I wasn't sure
Suddenly, there was a loud crash. We what had escaped my mouth before one sharp
both jumped, and I dropped the cup I'd been pain caused everything to be black. I was gone
holding. Just great. I went to go forever.
get some cleaning supplies, and Sherry grabbed
"What?" I asked, startled.
"Smell that? Something's burning," she
answered, her voice fearful. Her eyes were as
big as the moon as they
widened in fear. I did smell it. I stumbled,
grabbed the fire extinguisher and ran for the
source of the smell.
Two figures stood there, hiding something,
What Makes Me
What makes you very successful
in life? To begin with, I love living in
Essex County and begin a part of its
extraordinary school system.
Recently, my Language Arts teacher,
Ms. Irene Amanezis, informed us
Seed Soiree about the Pride Essay Contest on
what makes me successful in school.
An Ode to Seed Travel for Ms. There are many elements that make
O’Farrell me thrive in school. I believe my
operations make me wonderful at my
The seeds get chewed up from the schoolwork. My three strategies are:
Acacia Tree determination, hard work, and great
Those seeds yelled, “Please help me listening skills.
But then there came the elephants My first strategy is determination.
And ate them up like potato chips I am always determined to do my
work and achieving it. When there
Those seeds stay in the stomach for
are times when I do not want to do
miles my homework, my determination
But then they get pooed out in piles always pushes me to do it.
They finally sprout and grow According to the Star Ledger, ninety-
In columns, five percent of work can be done
or maybe in a row. with determination. For example, I
By Jonathan Ferrer always used to fall off my bicycle
when I was learning how to ride,
however, my determination kept me
going and I am now riding like a
My second strategy is hard work.
I get all my excellent grades from
Calliope is proud to include the hard work. The work I put into my
following essay by 7th grader Andre papers reflect on my grades. I read
Hidalgo. Andre won second place in the in the New York Time that most of
Essex County Education Association your accomplishments in ninety-eight
Pride in Education Essay Contest for the percent done by your hard work. For
literary magazine. He wrote the instance, I made the High Honor Roll
following essay on What Makes Me in my school because of the hard
Successful in School. work I put into earning my grades.
My third strategy is great listening
skills. I listen very closely and
carefully in all my classes. My head
uses all the knowledge heard to pass The Staff of Calliope and
exams. I read in the Daily Record Contributors (in order of
that test scores can increase ninety- published work):
nine percent by listening to the
information given by our teachers. David Perez Chris Ochoa
For instance, I gained an “A” on my Amanda Vazquez Jameel Collins
Social Studies test by using the Bhargov Tarpara Shivani Annirood
information I heard from Mr. Isabella Silva Darien Rivera
Rubinson, my teacher. Kat Bermeo Julio Galicia
In conclusion, I enjoy begin a part Anthony Figueroa Kristin Daly
of the Essex County school system. Andre Hidalgo Alivia A. Collins
The Pride Essay Contest asked me Jacqueline Huaman Jonathan Ferrer
to write about what makes me
success in school. I believe my
strategies are what makes me very Artwork Contributors:
successful in school. Once again, Raquel Garcia Isaiah Gregory
my three elements are
determination, hard work, and
excellent listening skills. These
operations have helped me
throughout my years in school, and
they are able to help for years to
come. I am positive that these skills
can help other people. However,
each student has their own way to
accomplish his or her tasks. I Faculty Advisor
implore you to reflect on what makes Mrs. Tricia Haefeli
you thrive in life.
Language Arts Supervisor
Andre is thirteen years old. He attended Mrs. Sue Rovell
School #3 and School #7. Congratulations
Mr. Carmine Guinta
Have a Wonderful Summer! Mr. Robert Silvera
Superintendent of Schools
Ms. Deborah Perri
Assistant Superintendent of
Mr. Dennis Villano