Serious

January, 2009 Autumn Eastman
Day1 10/27/08

Day Book Of Plans For the President

~8:30am- Council meeting discussing Iraq and Afghanistan.

~10:00am- Plan setup for troups to fight over in Iraq.

~10:30am- Find some ways to lower tax rates in the world.

~11:30am- Lunch break with the Vice President discussing different matters.

~12:30pm- Go over everything from this morning about taxes and the Iraq war.

~1:00pm- T.V. audition for WCAX about becoming President.

~2:00pm- Break to settle down from all of the commotion going around.

~2:45pm- Meeting about the environmental issues and some possible solutions.

~4:00pm- Discuss the many other different issues that are going around in the world.

~4:30pm- Find the easiest problem and plan out different ways to possibly solve the problem.

~5:00pm- Days ended, go back to family.

~6:00pm- Time to get some good rest.

Dear President,

What is Life? —

Life is love.
Life is hope.
Life is peace.
Life is greatness.
Life is a chance to experience.
Life is cool.
Life is strong.
Life is everything.
Life brings people together.
Life is believing.
Life is just simply life.
Nothing else; It’s simply is
Life!

Role Model
Carly Magoon
5th grade
Fairfield Center School

If I was president I would make a law that all companies have to make there rappers out of recycled plastic, paper and glass. That would cut the waste of plastic, paper and glass in the landfills.

my life is not simple
it is not a book nor a page
it is neither hard or difficult
and yet it seems to not be mine

some write down there life in a journal
others just live it for the sake of having fun
i am both, i write in a journal
yet i live for the sake of fun
some live out on the edge
others live where they will be safe
i live in both places

i find living out on the edge great
yet i like to keep my self safe
some take a leap of faith for love
others let it pass
i seem to let it pass,
and only take a leap of faith sometimes

i do not believe in racism
others seem to think there are two kinds of people
they seem to think there is "us" and "them"
i believe "us" and "them" are equal in this world
some hate to stand up for what they believe
others do what's right no matter what
i've learned that even the toughest people,
back down from a fight

there are those who believe in peace and freedom
then there are some who don't care

What am I, one so small and inexperienced, grateful for?
My hamster, my house but let’s dig a little bit more.
It is the people that we do not have a label for,
The ones that bring who we are out from deep inside our core.

Without these people that we will love till the end,
There would be no reason to have a life to mend.
Because without these loved people and friends,

What am I, one so small and inexperienced, grateful for?
My hamster, my house but let’s dig a little bit more.
It is the people that we do not have a label for,
The ones that bring who we are out from deep inside our core.

Without these people that we will love till the end,
There would be no reason to have a life to mend.
Because without these loved people and friends,

What am I, one so small and inexperienced, grateful for?
My hamster, my house but let’s dig a little bit more.
It is the people that we do not have a label for,
The ones that bring who we are out from deep inside our core.

Without these people that we will love till the end,
There would be no reason to have a life to mend.
Because without these loved people and friends,

Winter Tale

A breath of cool sharp air enters into my lungs as I am waiting under a canopy of coniferous trees. My trumpet rapidly cools after each of my failed attempts to keep it warm, out of sheer impulse I keep blowing warm air into it. I can see His family taking, but I cannot hear what they say.

I used to be the kind of person that had very high expectations of myself and of others. That has changed over the last couple of months, due to a big transition in my life. I now expect different things of myself and of others, and this has been a big improvement.

Fear lies deep in her soul
Questioning her sanity
Defiantly takes its toll

The night that forever changed her life
Resides in the back of her mind
Always replaying never subsiding
The pain in her eyes
The bulge in her belly

Consequences that are long term
Fighting for what is truly hers
It all started
With one little sperm

An attraction
Not love
A lustful night