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Studying

Study to prepare for a test,
or hope to memorize the rest.
Since there is little less
that can cause such distress
then an impromptu test,
one knows deep inside
that in order to let an 'A' reside
on the card of reports,
one must resort
to the text and the books.
It wouldn't hurt to delay,
to get some time to play.
So pretend that there's no work,
but later decide
to let the books guide.
But...
While homework will last for an hour or so,
one never does know
how long it will take
to obtain in the mind
every word and every line.
So I wait till it's dark,

Christopher Gundermann
3/9/10
Dried Brains
Homework is boring,
Learning’s no fun,
The only good part of school ’s when it’s done .
From English to Math,
From Science to History,
A one word summary would be extreme misery.
How could our country allow this? We cry,
Unfairly oppress us and,
Wring our brains dry?
Handing out quizzes with a evil grin,
Our teaches say
“The pop quiz will begin!”
The class groans in unison and complains,
But the teachers delight
In hearing our pains.
They just cackle away,
All smug and conceited,
Reveling in our lack of play.

Misjudged Mad
Elizabeth Rushford
Haverhill Cooperative Middle School
Grade Eight

Just because a person is mad,
cookoo, or wonkers,
doesn't make them any less of a person.
Those who learn to fly must have
a taste of a crazy mind first.
Everyone must burst,
but the mad are more sensitive
with ideas that become addictive.
Behind the curtain of creativity
is insanity.
Too many giggles,
because the man believed jello could jiggle.
Walking on the moon
was moon shine's tune.
Knowing the unknown is a step forward
to being less of a knowledge coward
We can't see air

Every day I feel it coming
I wonder if there is a way to stop it
How could there be?
It’s unavoidable
I can feel it coming towards me
Like a big black cloud
Growing heavier by the second
Somehow I must avoid it
Escape
At least do something to get out of it
I can only think of one thing
Keeping my mouth shut
But even that will result in yet another
Fight
Whatever I do is wrong
That is what makes it unavoidable
There is no way to make it right
So I wonder
How can I go on?

If I was on a deserted island
with only one wish
you might think I would wish to leave
or for 1 million dollars
or maybe even for 100 more wishes
but you'd be wrong
for my wish
would be to stay
and never leave that island
or at least to be able
to avoid
my awful destiny
that will destroy me
it is otherwise known as
the french test

Living in Waterbury means,
Going to the candy shop and buying
a lot of sugary candy.
Walking around the beautiful Waterbury.
Going to the ice center with my friends
to hang out the whole time.
Living in Waterbury means,
Going down to the pool
and swimming on a hot sweaty day.
Hiking up Vermont’s long trail
and seeing the great nature.
Going to Ben and Jerry’s
and getting the best ice cream ever.
Living in Vermont means,
Hanging out at the park
with my dog and friends.
Going to the farmers markets on Thursdays.
Watching the lovely and,
not so lovely

I tried to avoid doing work that is due in a few days. It seems to me that I usually ask how we do the assignment a day or two before the due date. The only time I don’t put things off is when it’s a project.

To avoid doing it I say I don’t understand it or don’t tell my parents that I have homework until the next day. I usually just don’t tell my parents and if they ask me if all my homework’s done I will say yes. Even though I haven’t finished it.

Nowadays,
I can't tell,
Dream from reality.
Both worlds just float together;
Reality unimportant to me,
Dreams not really there,
I drift in between,
Not wanting to decide,
Dream from reality.

"Wake up."

"Five more minutes."

Sleep

"Wake up."

"Five more minutes."

"NO!"

Stretch, yawn

Look at clock

6:30

Fall back asleep

"GET UP!"

Wave my arms in the air

"I AM up."

"NO, you are still in bed."

"But I'm UP."

"Get up out of bed...NOW!"

"Three more minutes."

"No."

"Two more minutes."

"No."

"One more minute."

"No."

"Thirty more seconds."

"NO."

"Three more seconds."

"Okay."

...

...

"UP!"

"NOOOOO"

"YESSSSSS"

"NO"

...

...

"NOW!!!"

.....

JULIENNN!!!!!!!!!!!

What? Huh? Oh yeah...fine.

My Family Garden

My Family is a garden:
my mom is the gardener,
keeping everything growing strong.
My dad is a big maple tree,
giving the garden shade;
it watches over everything from above.
My sister is a weed,
but a weed that has beautiful flowers,
so you leave it in the garden.
She can be annoying
but can always make you laugh.
My little sister is a blue bird,
she always looks cheerful,
up at the break of dawn.

Claire Brundage
March 8, 2010

Jumping into the Refreshing, Cool Reservoir

Living in Waterbury means
driving through town,
the smell of roasting coffee
wafting through open windows,
hours spend in the park
practicing for our next soccer game,
visiting the farmers market
on a sunny day;
Anna won’t let us leave
without a trip to the swing set.
Living in Waterbury means
that with every trip to Shaw’s,
you see familiar faces,
going to Maxi’s
on a Wednesday night
for a delicious dinner,
home to do homework.
Living in Waterbury means
sitting outside at Ben & Jerry’s
on a warm summer night,

One ton of rain, pouring from the sky.
4 cups of dirt mixed with 2 cups of grass,
creating the perfectly slick surface,
10 people to play the positions.
10 people for the opposing team.
1 soccer ball.
100 cups of determination,
to win the game of muddy soccer.

Visiting Chicopee means,
seeing close but
far family,
the sweet
unrecognizable
smell of my gram,
going to camp
and watching
the little kids.
Visiting Chicopee Means,
floors hidden with presents
on Christmas morning,
huge meals
cooked with love,
seeking hidden treasures
in the park
on Easter day.
Visiting Chicopee Means,
delicious meals
always cooked with
each other,
lying in the yard
watching the clouds roll by,
Saying goodbye until
next time.

My small pudgy hand modeling a sparkly blue bracelet reaches up and points to a beige shirt with a tremendously cute dog on the front. What's so special? It had no pink.

Hesitantly, a tired mother removes the garment off the rusted rack and swoops it and the child to the check out counter. At the mother's hips the little child is jumping up and down in excitement, tweeting a nursery rhyme. The scene seems so innocent and normal, but don't get ahead of yourself, this is just the start.

The life on Georgia shore

Living on Georgia shore means
riding my four man kayak.
It means grabbing a tennis racket to play
my older cousin at the Rec field.
Living on Georgia shore means
riding in a boat over one foot waves.
It means eating chicken nuggets
dunked in ketchup at Mc donalds.
Living on Georgia shore means
fishing off the dock
just for the thrill of the catch.
It means sitting on the deck
with a nice warm breeze.
Living on Georgia shore means
riding on my bike down the Georgia shore.
It means hunting for glass
on a rock covered beach.

Avoidance
By Olivia Richardson
Five years old and willing to do anything, ANYTHING to avoid eating meat.
“Olivia did you like the steak?”
“Yes Mommy”
“Boy is your napkin big.”
“Really, I didn’t notice.”
Yes. I would do everything, to avoid eating meat. My mom could only get me to eat chicken nuggets and salami. To me chicken nuggets were bread, and salami was lunch meat, just lunch meat.

Avoidance

By Brendan Forauer

Every year spring comes. Everyone in my family is expected to help clean our yard up, and every year I try to avoid having to help clean the yard. The last three years I have been sucked into cleaning but some how my brother always gets out if it. Two year ago it was drivers Ed last year it was sat’s.

Avoidance

By Brendan Forauer

Every year spring comes. Everyone in my family is expected to help clean our yard up, and every year I try to avoid having to help clean the yard. The last three years I have been sucked into cleaning but some how my brother always gets out if it. Two year ago it was drivers Ed last year it was sat’s.

Heat and harm done when the earthquake hits.

A horrible crisis that no person will forget

International helpings from all over

The horror in people live with

I think we ALL need to help bring haiti back to normal

My family is a football team:
My father is the quarterback,
Knowing everything thats going on.
My mother is the wide receiver,
Catching anything coming her way.
My sister is the offensive line,
Stopping the troubles that lurk through the cracks.
And I am The running back,
Running my life the way I want to.

Living in Waterbury

Living in Waterbury means working like a dog just for a buck,
waiting on standby to fight a fire,
getting to work at 3:00 and getting out at 8:00,
reading a book and trying to get to sleep after a day of fun,
four-wheeling at night in the swampy mud,
logging with friends on a hot summer day,
biking in town, making my way through tough trails, and
toughing it out when you get bullied and pounded.
Living in Waterbury means mowing lawns on a good day,
fertilizing with a John Deere tractor.
Jackson Riyan Frobel
3-11-10

Shaftsbury life

Living in shaftsbury means
taking a ride in the car
to watch deer graze
and run in the fields,
chasing incent rabbits
across the yard trying to catch them,
heading over to friends’
houses to hang out,
heading to the lake
to try and catch some delicious
trout to eat,
finding newts and snakes
in grass and under rocks
by the pond filled with fish,
going to the store to get
food for dinner and snacks for
the nighthawks in my family,
going to church with my
grandmother when I was younger,
throwing rocks and chasing the
neighbors Rhode Island Red chickens,

My Family is like a Dodge Ram Truck

My family is like a Dodge Ram truck:
my dad is the gas pedal keeping us moving fast.
My mom is the engine keeping us going strong.
My brother is the annoying stick, getting in the way.
My sister is the tires, making us stay on track.
My dog is the very fun car horn.
My cat is the comfy seats.
I'm the brake, getting us to slow down and take a breath.

Theresa Jablonski
3/9/10

My family is a circus:
my mom is the ring leader,
keeping us in order.
My dad is the audience,
watching in silence,
encouraging when needed.
I am the tight-rope walker,
trying to keep balance,
to satisfy the ring leader,
and the audience.
My mom’s boyfriend,
is the mime,
quiet,
trapped In a box,
(at least when in comes to stating opinions.)
Randy is the clown,
you can guess his sanity.
All in all, we make quite the weird family.

Banana Split Family

My family is like a banana split.
My dad is the banana,
the leader of the family.
I am the ice cream,
I make the family cool.
My brother is the chocolate surup,
he has a very sticky personality
that keeps our family stuck together.
My mom is the cherry on top,
she is the hint of sweetness,
which is what every family needs!

Tyra Izor
3/5/10

Basketball Family

My family is a basketball game:
my dad is the crowd,
standing out,
for cheering too loud.
My mother is the ref,
stopping me,
when I do something wrong.
And I’m the player,
running up and down the court,
trying to get a win,
to impress the family
in the end

Swimming in the Shimmering Cold Blue Pool

Living in Waterbury means
riding my bike down the muddy drive way,
washing my dad’s car and getting totally soaked by the time I’m done,
playing baseball with all my younger cousins,
in the warm sun.
Living in Waterbury means
picking colorful flowers from the garden,
swimming in the shimmering cold blue pool
in the back yard on a hot summer day,
waking up on Saturday mornings and going to KC’s bagels for breakfast.
Living in Waterbury means
eating at Arvad’s for a special occasion,
hanging out at Ben & Jerry’s eating a Vermonster,

Swimming in the Shimmering Cold Blue Pool

Living in Waterbury means
riding my bike down the muddy drive way,
washing my dad’s car and getting totally soaked by the time I’m done,
playing baseball with all my younger cousins,
in the warm sun.
Living in Waterbury means
picking colorful flowers from the garden,
swimming in the shimmering cold blue pool
in the back yard on a hot summer day,
waking up on Saturday mornings and going to KC’s bagels for breakfast.
Living in Waterbury means
eating at Arvad’s for a special occasion,
hanging out at Ben & Jerry’s eating a Vermonster,

Living in small towns mean to me.

Living in Duxbury and Waterbury means
walking to Rusty Parker Memorial Park to listen to the summer concerts,
going to the library to help out,
skateboarding to Kelly's to get a sweet tasting Blue Goo.
Living in Duxbury and Waterbury means
smacking the tennis ball hard against the courts,
playing in the horse shoe with my dog running and jumping all day long,
riding my scooter fast to get to all-starr practice before five so I’m on time

Theresa Jablonski

Cocolate Chip Cookie Dough

Living in Watebury means
sitting in bean bag chairs at the library,
locked into your new book
you just found on the dusty old shelf,
walking down the street as you see
familiar faces wave to you,
and eating freshly warm bagels
with a cool glass of orange juice
at KC bagels.
Living in Waterbury means
shopping at the flea market,
watching little kids run around
picking up every colorful toy they see,
riding your bike through town
on the bumpy side walks,
and eating a chocolate chip cookie dough
ice cream at Ben and Jerry’s.