"If I Say Ted" and "The Short Poem"

If I say Ted

by

Gervais Blake (age 11) 

If I say Ted

Then you’ll say Fred

If you say Fred

Then I’ll say bed

If I say bed

Then you’ll say lead 

If you say lead

Than I’ll say ked

If I say ked

Then you’ll say shed

If you say shed

Then I’ll say red

If I say red 

Then you’ll say dead

If you say dead

Then I’ll say why

If I say why 

Then you will cry

If you cry 

Then I will cry

Now we’re crying 

Why oh why?

The Short Poem

by Gervais 

Life is so short

Every single day

"I wish I had more time"

I'm sure someone would say.

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Rain and Beans

POEMS 

by 

Sterling Blake

(age 9)

IN THE RAIN 

In the rain

There was a fox and some blocks

In the box,

In the rain,

There were some blocks.

In the rain,

The fox took the box with the blocks. 

BEANS 

Some beans are half

Some beans are full

Some beans are just skins

And some are just like bulls

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My Family

My Family 

by

Elijah Oakes

(age 11)

My family is like a painters palette. Full of many colors. 

My mother's like the lightest green. She's full of life like a tree. Growing.

My fathers like a deep deep blue the waves that beat on the rocks.

His eyes are fierce but full of love and care like a sailor's.

My two little bros want to have a personal chef though we have no butlers.

They need their care. They need their share. They always act all-knowing. 

They bite they scratch and sometimes throw a tantrum but then they sound like peacocks.

Its kinda funny when they talk because they speak English but don't speak the same language.

They're funny little brothers. 

My family is like a tree in autumn a tree not like the others. 

My family is like the feeling you feel when you wake up and its snowing. 

My family is like the sight that you see when you're walking on the docks.

My family is like the piano book right next to the teachers. 

My family is like the eye on the lion like no other creatures. 

My family is like the runner in a race and he doesn't win the effort is what's showing.

My family is efficient but my sister just a snob just joking but she looks silly in her crocks.

My family like an instrument but I wish had no sisters. 

(original and unedited) 

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I Love Football

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I Love Football

by

Gracelyn Upcott

(age 10) 

Millions of people in the United States consider Autumn to be football season. I love football. I love football because when people watch you, you feel important, you get to push people around, and you have a team that's got your back.

I think football is the best sport because people watch you. It makes you feel important. One time my mom and dad came to watch my game. I was nervous, but when I saw them, it made me feel special and important. When they came to watch me play, we won our game. After the game we went to eat pizza. That made me feel special, too.  

I like football because you can play rough and push other kids around. In school you cannot push. One time at my game I got to push a big kid. My push made it so we could get the ball back to our team. Even though it's a rough game I know now that I can do hard things and win. 

I like football because you have a team that has got your back. My team has my back when I am not feeling confident. My team has my back when I am hurt. They volunteer to fill in for me. My team has my back when I am sad, and they try to cheer me up. Does your team have your back in the sport that you play? In all the things I like about football, I like being on a team best. Now the people on my team are my best friends. 

I love football because you can push yourself to do hard things. I also like running and playing rough doing things like pushing and tackling people. But being part of a team is the best reason why I like football. 

(original and self-edited) 

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"The Ocean's Song" "The Pillow Fight"

The Ocean's Song 

by 

Nathan Wiggin (age 10)

The ocean has a sweet, sweet song,

And the rest of nature sings along,

The song of waves crashing on the rocks,

Water gurgling at the docks,

The people swimming near the shore.

How could you ever wish for more? 

The Pillow Fight

by 

Nathan Wiggin

How about we have a pillow fight

Deep in the middle of the night? 

We hit each other on the heads

From fluffy pillows from our beds. 

With a soft pillow in each hand

We're deep in the world of pillow-fight land. 

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The Best State of All

The Best State of All 

by 

Nathan Wiggin

(age 9) 

What state has forests,

Trees, and cliffs?

The mountains far and wide?

Maine's to be

The best state of all,

And fills my heart inside.

(original and unedited) 

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Tracker Fun, Tracker Company

Tracker Fun, Tracker Company 

(A Christmas Comic)

by

Jeremy Andrew Blake

(age 5)

Tracker was-Not-found.

He has't to go out.....

It was him.

He was Lost. he need's A home.

He's alone. a Box of him.

"A REAL TRACKER!"

I wanted Tracker for Christmas.

"Ok. I will do this. What is your pup??"

"Mine is Tracker. there were cloth's 

for Tracker. JUST FOR YOU!" a house,

a FOOD, a bowl, and FOOD."

I adopt Tracker. It was Fun! all Day

but FUN, good, and Nice and Neat.

I loved adopting him. 

"thanks" said Tracker.

"your welcome" says Jeremy.

My Dog IS G-OODDD.

I put the cloths on and he LOVED it.

Cute dog and loved.

"My house!! I love your house."

OH NO!

Now my pup is  ---- sad. 

"Can he help me?" He can!

"But I'm turning into a dog!"

Still my dog is sad today.

I got small and Tracker got BIG! 

OH NO, AGAIN! 

Tracker's eye Fell out! 

"I will keep you."

 --- fixed.

Then, I will keep you. 

THE END.

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