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Longfellow
MiddleSchool
2019-2020
Literary Magazine
10th Anniversary
Edition
Whirlwind
Whirlwind
“Build me straight, O worthy Master!
Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel,
That shall laugh at all disaster,
And with wave and whirlwind wrestle!”
From The Building of the Ship
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Literary Magzine
Longfellow Middle School
2000 Westmoreland Street
Falls Church, VA 22043
June 2020
Sunset
~Angela Y.
This edition of Whirlwind is dedicated to Principal Carole Kihm
for her generous support, inspiring leadership, and dedication to
student successes in Arts & Letters.
Sponsors:
Faculty Advisor:
Principal:
District:
Contact:
Cover Art:
Andrea Duggan
Diana Gibson
Tom Grady
Wendy Eaton
Carole Kihm
Fairfax County Public Schools
alduggan@fcps.edu
“Calm Sea”
By Ava S.
Whirlwind is a student magazine published annually.
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Found Poem
I am a great bright flame
Slowly swinging in the wind
One by one my sparks fly out
Untame like an earth shattering shout
~Aidan S.
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The Sky
Birds flying around
Blue canvas where pilots paint
Vast space around us
~Sanise W.
Nature
Where the grass is green
Where the sun is luminous
Where the sky is blue
~Drew L.
Sun
Golden streaks shine down
A warm hug from up above
Making the world bright
~Katherine Z.
Paper Airplane Skyscape
~Rita D.
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A Windswept Sunrise
~Audrey H.
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Untitled ~Aileen Z.
Your Imperfections
I am your imperfections
I hear you critique every one of me
I see you pick yourself apart about the smallest things
I want you to notice that I make you special
I see you envying other people
I want you to be self-assured
I am your imperfections
I want you to notice me as embellishments
I am not the dirt on the ground
I feel dejected
I dream to one day make you feel like a queen
I try to make you listen to me
I hope you gain confidence and admire your flaws
I am your imperfections
~Shriya S.
Judgment
To judge someone else
You must first look at yourself
And see perfection
~Jackie P.
Pain
Near a shark, death is close
One bite from a snake and you’re toast
But say one thing
That surely stings
That is what hurts the most
~Jackie P.
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Chain Reaction
A chain reaction is what we need
All you have to do’s a good deed
When one person is nice
It can turn into twice
The recipient’s heart will feel freed
~Willa S.
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Although the Thoughts
(inspired by Izumi Shikibu’s “Although the Wind…”)
Although the thoughts stab at my brain,
the whispers of light still seem to remain.
~ Ava R.
Confidence
There once was a flower
As pretty as could be
But it had little power
It wanted to be a tree
Strong, brave, and tall
Mighty as can be
The embodiment of power
It wanted to be a tree
The flower had wilted
Knowing its dreams would never be
Its whole world was tilted
When it could not be a tree
Strong, brave, and tall
Mighty it may be
But being a flower
Is the same as being a tree
~Delilah F.
Hues of Happiness
~Libby H.
Although They Keep Talking
(inspired by Izumi Shikibu’s “Although the Wind…”)
Although they keep talking
behind my back,
there’s always one nice comment
amidst the rumors
that keeps me walking.
~Gavin G. and Haneen A.
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Fossils
Potential not done
But the best days are finished
Dreaming to be green
~Oliver W.
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A Love Poem for You and Crabs
I just think crabs are really cool
Their pincers and the way they move
One time I heard there was a crab
That stood as tall as seven cars
I’d love you like I love this crab
With all its legs and carapace
My face would flush as red as crab
That’s just been steam’d upon a dish
Their beady eyes are black as void
And they look like the starry night
That starry night is like your voice
Smooth and silky, neat and light.
I have a space inside my heart
That is reserv’d for you and crabs
Any other love would hurt
But not a crab claw’s gentle grasp
My mind is full of arthropods
I also think of your sweet smile
So I love nothing more than you
And also underwater crabs.
~Aileen Z.
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Earth
The earth turns slowly
Comets race across the sky
We’re just little specks
~Nina N.
Exploration
Traveling to stars
Exploring the universe
More to discover!
~Ron D.
Friendship
Untitled
Moon
You are like the moon
Always lighting the dark sky
So bright that it hurts
~Habeeba K.
Satellites
~Riley P.
High above the world
Observing every action
Wishing for freedom
~Oliver W.
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Time
Time ticking away
Every second is precious
Forever endless
~Hugo J.C.
Space
The unknown abyss
Infinite wonders to see
Heavens before me
~Max W.
Camera
A flash of light blinds
And the sight of a moment
Captured in a time
~Luke H.
c o r o n a
Restricted
In captivity
You want to leave
But where will you go?
Streets empty
My soul dizzy
Tired
Of resisting the timeless calls
Of embracing a friend.
We have done nothing wrong
Why should we be imprisoned?
Trapped behind a glass screen?
Held from the ones we love the most?
Even birds can’t be free
When its legs are tied with paper chains
Messages
That we send from our cells
That we used to call
Home
Dazed
Paranoid
A broken world infested
With microscopic killing machines
Soap
Bubbles
More alcohol on hands than in mouths
Corona
COVID-19
Words that strike fear into the hearts of the
nation.
You will remember me
The virus says
And we will.
~Taylor K.
Flowing Out of Me ~Lily D.
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Memories
By Megan Z.
The stars were as taunting as ever. They sparkled
brightly tonight, as if nudging me to make a wish.
Hm, ok.
I want to travel back to 7th grade.
Did it work?
I checked my surroundings.
Yeah, same old dusty room. Same old pile of stuff I
had yet to clean out.
7th grade… Just thinking of it made me sad. It was
like a ball of unexplained emotion that I had kept in the
dark. Indeed, 7th grade, cut short by a pandemic that
changed our lives. My mother always told me to forget
such sad things. I couldn’t forget 7th grade.
I sighed, sitting down, rifling through dusty essays,
cringey middle school writing, wrinkled tests, old notes
about things I learned what seemed like ages ago.
My eyes stopped at an old, battered up notebook. No,
not any notebook. Faded purple cover. Fine gold lines.
Math. It must be.
Memories flooded back to me in waves.
Suddenly I was back in that classroom. A white
board with notes on the sides. Desks in rows and rows.
The board with the week’s record of who got a perfect
skill drill. And the window, that led to outside where
the trees sparkled in the sun and the Kiss-and-ride line
stretched out below. I could hear the laughter in this
room as I remembered the jokes made here, the small
potato accusations, the lectures that I had recorded in the
notebook.
The scene faded away. That’s in the past.
Beside the notebook, a pink binder caught my eye. It
was covered in stickers, ranging from Star Wars Jedis to
mini donuts to random flags of countries. I smiled.
History.
My notes were still in this binder, perfectly intact, as
if time had never glanced at it. I flipped through them,
delving back into times of centuries ago. I could almost
hear the lectures again, as they ran through my head,
before quickly fading away. I set the binder down.
The sky outside was pitch black, save for the bright
moon in the sky. Moonlight streamed through the room,
illuminating two identical binders, both torn around the
edges.
One was filled with essays and writings, while the
other had papers of labs, lessons, and tests.
I flipped through the binder, reminiscing how I had
first used a microscope, and how I would sit, typing and
typing the whole period to finish an English assignment.
How I missed the eye-searing colors of the lab books and
the interesting packets of stories and questions I would
get.
A slightly torn piece of notebook paper was wedged
in between the two binders.
4/14/2020
9:27 PM
To my future self… Huh, you’re older now, right? I don’t
know if you’re reading this months, years, or even decades
from now, but hey, you’ve grown up, right? Are you healthy?
Are you doing ok? Have you achieved your dreams yet? I
do hope you are doing well. I am writing this currently in
a period of struggle. Everything has changed this year. The
pandemic of 2020, remember it? I hope you still remember.
It has been about a month since I’ve last gone outside. I
hope that right now you might be able to happily enjoy the
outdoors. But I won’t say too much about my dreary life
right now. I am writing this for you to remember. Do you
remember this school year? I want you to remember that
despite the sadness in this year, there were many, many
great things that happened this year. New friends from
other schools, crazy sessions after school when we would
decorate lockers for birthdays, epic chorus concerts, Model
UN conferences, Mathcounts, Math Lab, etc. I hope that you
can remember those beautiful songs you sang back in 7th
grade chorus. I hope you can remember that heartwarming
morning on your birthday when you saw your locker so
interestingly decorated. I hope you can remember that even
through dark times, you had your friends, and your twin.
We all got something from this year. I hope you can take
these memories as you grow old, until maybe this paper
fades to nothing and we all collapse into the ground. Stay
strong, older Megan!
You from the past,
Megan Zhang
Dawn found me with tears in my eyes, sitting in the
dust filled room, laughing at my naive self.
Perhaps I really did travel back in time to seventh
grade.
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Wednesday Night
~Rojia K.
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Although the Days
(inspired by Izumi Shikibu’s “Although the
Wind…”)
Although the days mindlessly drift away
like the magnolias scattered on my doorstep,
there’s one thing I know that’s keeping me sane:
the zombie apocalypse hasn’t begun yet.
~ Sabrina M.
I Didn’t Know I Loved Playing with My Friends
(inspired by Nazim Hikmet’s “Things I Didn’t
Know I Loved…”)
I didn’t know I loved playing with my friends
outside like a dandelion seed
blowing freely to any place it wants to go.
~Jihyun M.
Cherry Blossoms
~Laura Z.
Cherry Blossoms
The signal of spring
In the warm heart of DC
Cherry blossoms bloom
~Ally C.
Rhododendrons ~Jiayin Z.
Although There Are Terrible Risks
(inspired by Izumi Shikibu’s “Although
the Wind…”)
Although there are terrible risks,
the sun is up
the trees are normal
neighbors are near you
some animals come around
Everything didn’t change that much
Maybe it could just be a cold for the Earth
~Nayeon K.
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Spring ~Mathilde L.
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Literature
Books should be cherished
Escape from reality
Get lost in stories
~Delilah F.
Books
Books, humanity’s collection of ideas
Old or new, they inspire innovation
Old or new, they bring joy
Knowledge-packed food for thought
Sold in bookstores near you
~Kyle N.
The Silence of Autumn ~Jackie P.
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Tree of my Mind
~Angela Y.
A Bookworm’s Dilemma
Books, taking up all my time
Day and night I read, no matter the time
I love reading stories, myths, and legends
Every day, to the library I go
And every day, I find a new book or two
Carrying the books through the halls
Holding them steadily so none fall off my stack
Most days are the same, though not today
There are no books to spark my interest
Picking at random now, losing my mind
Looking at the shelves, over and over
The librarians save me yet again
Recommending books left and right
Then, there! A book just for me
I can’t wait to read it
~Sophia S.
Books
Discover the stories of all
Endless tales from chivalry to horror
Fantasy about unicorns big and small
Galloping hordes racing to their lords
Happy or sad, anything you’d like
It’s not that hard if you read a book
Joke books or acrobats riding a bike
Kites that fly so high, take a look!
Long and far the prince shall explore
Mighty dragons blocking his way
Nothing compares! You’ll love it, come
aboard
Oh lad, take my advice and be sent on an
adventure far, far away
~Amelia E.
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Windy Shores ~Zaid L.
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Grey
Calm as the ocean
Yet fierce as the howling winds
A frigid steel trap
~Addison H.
Wetlands
Grass is rattling
The ground is soaked with water
So peaceful it is
~Eli A.
Streams
Water swiftly flows
Through and around the forest
The only sound there
~Virginia W.
Winter Snow
The green and lush world
Suddenly turns into white
Winter is now here
~Yantang L.
The Cold
The winter is harsh
The cold breeze is everywhere
Summer where are you
~Alina M.
Snowflakes
Coming from the clouds
White blankets cover the land
Enjoy while it lasts
~Elena J.
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I Wish I Could Be a Bird
I wish I could be a bird
Flying freely without a care about anything
Surrounded by glorious mountain views and waterfalls
Flying through fluffy white cotton candy clouds
Through many terrains and biomes
Fleeing the gentle, cooling breeze of the wind
Observing cities and people below you
Flying towards the scarlet red and beautiful blue sunset
Oh how I just envy birds so much
To just be equipped with two large, magnificent wings
You could fly the world with those glorious wings
I wish I could be a bird
~Hannah G.
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Nature
Noises made by birds call you awake
Adventure lies ahead in the forest
Trees stand proud and tall, not bothered by the
wind
Uncover sights of amazing animals and plants
Regardless of day or night
Every part of nature is beautiful
~Yantang L.
I Am: After the End
I am the ancient tree towering in the
woods
I hear sounds that have long since
been silenced
I see the work of man fade away as
time trickles on
I want the want to rustle my leaves
before he steals them
I see the seasons come and go, green
to gold to white to pink
I am the silent witness to all that has
come before
I want the woods to conquer the
kingdoms of concrete
I am all that is left of a bygone age
I feel the marks carved into my trunk
by loving hands
I dream of a world where man walked
with his head held high
I try to remember the time when their
metal trees towered above us all
I hope that the Earth will begin to heal
I am the tree that watched the fall of
the world
Abigail S.
Cathedral of Trees
~Jiayin Z.
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d Laughing
Language of all
Amusing, but can get out of hand
Underestimating laughter is a huge mistake
Going on and on, never knowing how to stop
However, laughing too hard can be dangerous
Intensely concentrating on the cause of such laughter
Never enough fun without our friends
Great feelings only, the joy shall never end
~Malina R.
Social Media
Social media can be very useful
Of course, it can also be toxic
Can’t go a day without checking my phone
Instagram oh my gosh, I forgot to post
And of course I can’t forget my Snapchat streaks
Love comparing ourselves to each other
Media is a thing that’s very powerful
Eagerly checking and liking celebrities’ posts
Dying to know the newest trends
It is all a part of social media
And the cycle goes on and on
~Hannah G.
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Life
You should love your life
Everyday do something new
Things you won’t forget
~Eva N.
Believed
I believed in Santa
I believed in the Tooth Fairy
I believed that I knew everything
I believed what everyone told me
I believed that every human was good
I believed that there was no bad in the
world
I believed everything was easy
I believed that everyone had it the
same
I believed that no one would do
anything to harm anybody or
anything
I believed that my problems were the
only ones that existed
I believed that there was a monster
under my bed
I believed that if you stepped on a
crack it would break my mom’s back
I believed in everything.
~Nicole C.
What Goes On in My Mind
~Kailin K.
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Serenity ~Karina B.
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Song of the Sirens
By Abigail S.
Listen dear children as you drift off to sleep
I’ll tell you of sirens who lurk in the deep
Sweet are their voices, soft is their song
As they lure in sailors and drag them along
They spin visions of water, dreams out of sun
When they pull you in there’s nowhere to run
They’ll drag you town to a place dark as night
Where there never has been a trickle of light
Ten year ago a great adventure began
A man faced the sirens with a sword in his hand
Brave was his heart and fierce was his mind
Yet still he managed to be loving and kind
He battled the monsters who lurk in the sea
Ignoring their voices, that is the key
To staying alive to greet the new day
But Sirens are clever, so they found a way
To spin visions of water, dreams out of sun
They pulled him in, leaving nowhere to run
Dragging him down to the place dark as night
They sang him to death, snuffing his light
So listen dear children as you drift off to sleep
For I’ve warned you of Sirens that lurk in the deep
Sweet were their voices, soft was their song
As they lured your father and dragged him along
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Siren song so sweet and fair that lures me to the
shore
Drag me down beneath the waves to live there
evermore
Though name and face are lost behind the
melancholic mist
I trust with her my soul to keep; I know it won’t be
missed
Falling, falling from the ship into an onyx sea
Suspended in the waves perhaps I’ll finally be free
Then sinking deeper, far away from the sky I used
to know
I find myself surrounded by creatures darting to
and fro
Siren song
By Alison K.
I panic finding I can’t breathe and surely I will die
I’ve sunken in, I’m far too deep, too deep to reach
the sky
Kick and thrash and try to scream with voice that
now is gone
The voice I hear is not my own, become a Siren
song
Siren song so sweet and fair that lured me to the
shore
Brought me down beneath the waves to live there
evermore
Though name and face are lost behind the
melancholic mist
I trust with her my soul to keep; I know it won’t be
missed.
The Octopus’s Garden
~Natalie N.
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I Didn’t Know I Loved Nature
(inspired by Nazim Hikmet’s “Things I Didn’t Know I
Loved…”)
I didn’t know I loved nature with its cold winds
Blowing as if to greet you
Even in your times of despair
Even when there’s a virus
The wind will always be there.
~Santhony C.
Under Spring
~Sabrina M.
I’ll Make It Fine
No matter how many times
You want to go home and cry
Don’t shed the tears
Come over here
And I’ll make everything fine
~Habeeba K.
Envious
Eyeing the person next to you
Noticing their perfections
Viciously thinking about how to make them yours
Insane amount of jealously
Overseeing everything they do like they’re your puppet
Unfriendly because you don’t think they deserve it
Spiteful about whatever they do or say
~Cece H.
Changes
Some things don’t always work out
No matter how they turn out
Changes sometimes happen
Just keep adaptin’
And keep moving without doubt
~Martina G.
Imperfection
~Kailin K.
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Excerpt from “The Good Thief ”
By Alexandra L.
Cover Art By Lana F.
With wings the color of midnight, Torment
the darkwing flew through the night. Eyes from the
ground would never see him in the darkening sky.
Being a runaway was definitely a way to get unwanted
attention. Always hiding from the spotlight, this was
his worst nightmare.
What did he do to become wanted by the most
powerful king in existence? Well nice of you to ask. He
had stolen the king’s daughter and half of his treasure.
He hadn’t escaped the palace totally unharmed,
though. Five weeks later and the stupid fire wound on
the right side of his neck hadn’t healed. Half of his left
wing had gotten scarred as well.
Dipping down a bit, he moved out of the higher
air current. He began his descent, moving down in a
soft spiral. Through the trees he went, managing to hit
every single one of them as he landed.
He still wasn’t used to his dragon form. Landing in
a crouch, Torment looked up and wished to become a
human again. When he looked back down, his human
form stood in the place of the mighty dragon.
Spots danced in his eyes but he shook his head and
started the trek through the woods. The branches on
both sides of the small winding path seemed to reach
out like claws, snatching at his clothes as the thorns
tore at his skin, but he kept going.
Wiping the sweat out of his eyes he looked around.
This was the right place. The overturned log, the
gurgling brook, the boulders. But something was off.
He could smell it in the air.
Turning around he saw footsteps leading into the
clearing. Two pairs. Leading out on the other side of
the clearing were the two pairs of footsteps but they
were pushed deeper into the mud. Like their owners
were carrying something heavy.
Torment turned and called out in a sharp cry. The
boulders rolled back a step to reveal a dark hole dug
into the soft ground. The second he stepped closer he
smelled something burning.
He felt his heart race. Something was obviously,
really wrong. He jumped feet first into the hole.
His breath became ragged as smoke filled his lungs.
Landing in a crouch, he looked down the earth made
tunnel. A shape was pressed up against the tunnel wall.
He felt his heart jump into his throat. He stumbled
down the hall coughing non stop. When he reached
the lump he turned the princess onto her back.
Ash covered her face and her soft and silky hair
was covered in a thin layer of grime but her chest still rose and
fell. He grabbed her and threw her over one shoulder racing back
up to the tunnel.
He stood at the base of the hole. The smoke and heat was
becoming more oppressive. He leaned against the wall and
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steadied his nerves. He hugged the princess needing extra
support. He could feel her heartbeat against his chest. He took a
deep breath and pushed off the wall. Looking down the hall one
more time, he shed a silent tear and transformed.
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Oh what a wonderful creature!
This slimy critter with many odd features.
Looks like a snake, but is actually a fish.
In Asia, it’s considered a yummy dish!
With its white stomach and body mostly brown,
The shape of the eel is fairly round.
It has no legs, so it swims on its tummy,
To go look for a friend or something yummy.
Eels are common in the freshwaters of the bay.
Small fish and crustaceans are its prey.
The eel’s favorite dish is crab.
Lurking in the dark, it waits to attack
The American Eel
By Rita Y.
Of course, the eel still has to make sure,
To stay away from its predator.
Deep in the sand it slowly stirs,
Making sure to keep away from fish-eating birds.
This interesting creature has no legs,
Goes to the Sargasso sea to deposit its eggs.
And there the adult eels begin to die,
With a new generation about to arrive...
Rage
~Isabella G.
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Make Anew
~Sabrina M.
Peacock
~Logan S.
Rococo
~Olivia A.
Rose Cake
(Inspired by Beauty and the Beast)
~Caroline H.
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I Am a Compliment
I am a compliment
I hear nervous laughter
I see shy smiles
I want to make people happy
I see surprised faces
I want to make people confident
I am a compliment
I want to make you feel good
I am a compliment
I feel cheerful
I dream of a joyous world
I try to empower people
I hope to be positive
I am a compliment
~Carmen Henick
A Take On The Fifties
2020 Regional Scholastic
Art Award - Fashion - Silver Key
~Natalie N.
Alien Zen
2020 Regional Scholastic
Art Award- Fashion - Golden Key
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~Natalie N.
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Life with Covid19
~Marjan Rezva
~Kiyan S-R.
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Although Times Are Hard
(inspired by Izumi Shikibu’s “Although the Wind…”)
Although times are hard
And we were caught off-guard
This is a wake-up call
Nature threw a fireball
We couldn't dodge it
But we will not quit
We are tasting defeat
But we will not retreat
We will not stop
Till workers can go to their workshop
We will get through this misery
This is not as bad as the others in history
We need to get prepared
Can you imagine, masks are being shared?
This is America
Quite hysterical
But there is light at the end of the tunnel
We will crack this puzzle
~Aahil V.
Crazy Quarantine
COVID-19
Caused a quarantine.
We all stayed home,
And were told not to roam.
We watched as every public event was canceled,
While our lives were slowly dismantled.
Toilet paper all out of stock,
The doors were silent, without a knock.
But as long as we can cope,
And wash our hands with soap,
This will all be over.
And we can escape our enclosure.
~Alexander M.
The Curve
6 feet away, every single day
It may get slow, but it’s all okay
Stay inside, seclude and guide
Flatten the curve, set Covid-19 astray
Stay inside, or you’ll catch the virus
Stay inside, thank workers for their kindness
Make the most of our time,
For it might get boring
Let’s abide,
As the world starts restoring
from the wildness
Together with teamwork,
and with strength we preserve
Together with teamwork,
we can flatten the curve
~Noah C.
Four Years Gone
It was no chuckle but a struggle
Four years gone just like that
When the news came out, the tears came about.
“I hate it” turned into “I miss it”
No goodbye to the last year at the high.
Entering a new era and ending an old one
What seemed so short is now all gone
They leave with their heads held low
Saddened by the fact it’s over
It seems unreal but sums up the year.
It was no chuckle but a struggle
Four years gone just like that
~ Anonymous
Lemons
~Serene H.
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Untitled
Eighth grade was going so well, but then we
had to say goodbye
Coronavirus had to interrupt, the end came
so abrupt
This year I was thriving, I thank my teachers
for this year
For making class fun, and for helping us get
our work done
For dealing with us when we were chatty,
and for checking on us through
challenging things
For grading our assignments, and for
pointing out our mistakes
Now that we are all stuck in quarantine, we
have nothing to do
No one knows when this will end
No one knows when we will be able to go
out, without worrying about our safety
No one knows when life will be back to
normal
We can only stay positive and wait
All we can do is read and see what happens
next
~Juliana Galang
Emergence
Coronavirus
Can’t stop this virus
Overpowering humans
Reigning over China
Over the enormous population
Neglecting the lives of humans
And constantly stealing them
Very scary virus
Indeed, a pandemic
Rarely ever happening
Unless it was an accident
Severe danger is coming
~David Cao
Silently lurking
In the depths of the jungle
The viruses wait
~Benjamin Cohen
Coronavirus
Coronavirus
It is infecting thousands
Many are dying
~Austin Huang
Nature Spirit ~Pedro G.
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Visual Journal Cover Design
~Riley P.
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Jungle Night ~Elinor B.
Tiger ~Marissa U.
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Cat’s Eye ~Zoe W.
Vulnerable
A lion stomps through
Grass ripples as it passes
The last of its kind
~Mary J.
Cost of War
Wolves sing their goodbyes
Some will not make it alive
Others will survive
~John B.
Deforestation
The long gone forest
Once the home to many birds
They all disappeared
~Daniel L.
Cat
Waiting silently
The small black cat is hiding
Thinking of dinner
~Max S.
Time at the End of the World
There thought a time
when the skies were bright
and the seas were clear
and the land was purged
with things we hold dear
And lived did those
in harmony and peace
with the unphased land
the unphased seas
But then they came
and came they did do
bringing loss
and sorrow
and destruction too
And then the sky fell
and oceans denied
the land corrupt
the stars will hide
What have we done
with what was our pride
where will we go
when our destruction strives
to kill us
and force us
to die
~Sophia F.
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Rhino ~Madeline S.
Thawing Out
~Sophia R.
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Elephant
~Logan S.
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The Difference
Any human is more advanced than some of the animals
But some of the animals are more advanced than some humans
Creatures in our world are all the same, made of the same cells
DNA is in every cell to copy it if it is damaged
End will come to all of us, death will come
Fighting will not change then end result
Giraffe, butterfly, human, we will all fall
Humans are no more different from giraffes than giraffes from
elephants
It is wrong to separate humans from all the other animals
Just as wrong it is as putting men in front of women, or white people
in front of black
Knowing that all, can you call yourself tolerant?
~Ron D.
The World
The earth was once green and the sea was blue
The trees once stood tall all over the land
Animals lived in the wild not zoos
No plastic is littered throughout the sand
You ignore people who say it’s not fair
You think that one person can’t make a change
So give the world just a little more care
Even though others may think you are strange
The world’s plummeting on a downward slope
This world has already been through a lot
But your generation is the last hope
So you know what? Trying’s better than not
We made this mess and we can fix it too
But this change we speak of, it starts with you
~Claire T.
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Although I Pick Flower Petals
(inspired by Izumi Shikibu’s “Although the
Wind…”)
Although I pick flower petals
To blow them away in slow motion,
They move too fast-
Like the rest of the world.
~By Peyton R.
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Colors
Flowers are blossoming
Colors spread everywhere
It is spring time here
~Iman M.
Lotus Flower
~Laura Z.
Dandelion in a Field
I am a golden dandelion
I hear the soft whisper of the wind
I see the clear blue sky above me
I want to be picked and admired
I see my family of flowers around me
I want to be given to a child
I am a golden dandelion
~Ava Soong
I want to be a gift for someone’s love
I am a golden dandelion
I feel common in this sea of gold
I dream to be something special
I try to bring happiness to those that
gaze at me
I hope to be loved and cherished
I am a golden dandelion
~Ava S.
Daffodil Study 1 ~Logan S.
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Fresh Start to Everything
White sprinkles melting
Blooming tulips all at once
Dear Spring, you are here
~Leah L.
Flowers
Flowing through the field like waves on
the shore
Lovers love to adventure more
Outside is a great place to stay
We people, however, choose to play
Even the kids that are only ten
Really would rather watch TV in their
den
So I lay here wondering if anyone will
come enjoy the flowers with me
~Carter G.
Coral Creation
~Libby H.
Squipped
~Katherine Rylatko
Spring
Sunflowers blooming everywhere
Popsicles in children’s mouths
Reminiscing about when we had snow
days
Internal and external happiness
Nobody sitting on their couch at home
Girls and boys laughing everywhere
~Neha P.
Blossoms
It is bright and fun
Sunshine, flowers, and smiles
Yet unloved by some
~Addison H.
Yellow
It is bright and fun
Sunshine, flowers, and smiles
Yet unloved by some
~Ashlee S.
Daffodil Study 2 ~Logan S.
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All was black.
The moon hid behind the clouds, only faint rays
emerging to touch down. Just barely enough to see. A harsh
north wind blew across the snowy hills. Not a single living
creature was seen. This was the darkness of winter.
And yet a single pair of footprints trailed through the
snow, resolute and determined. A single girl, making her
way slowly across the field, boots crunching softly as the
wind roared fiercely around her.
Tears had frozen on the girl’s face, even though now
she had no memory of why she had even cried. Everything
seemed to have disappeared. Her memory. Her emotion.
Her name. Her very identity had been stripped away, much
like the scarf she had lost to the fierce blizzard earlier.
Or had there ever been a blizzard earlier? There must
have been something to explain this feeling of numbness.
She didn’t even feel cold anymore, just a hollow, inhuman
emptiness. It was as if something had cast a shadow over her
soul. One that would not go away. It was as if she had felt so
much that now she simply could not feel.
A thick mist lay over her thoughts, making them
sluggish and confusing. That feeling was now creeping into
her heart as well, only there was one thing the girl still held
on tightly to.
Hope.
Hoping that this dreadful snowy night would end. That
she would wake up, in a warm bed, and see that the snow
had all melted, and she would be able to go outside and
breathe in the sweet scent of Spring and—
Would it ever come? Would this just be the end?
Perhaps hope never existed at all. Perhaps this dark
Hope
By Victoria Z.
winter would last forever.
The wind howled sharply as if agreeing. And yet the girl
continued on, steps getting slower, but still moving forward
nonetheless.
Because like a fool, I still believe it exists.
Every time the girl stopped, when she wanted to give
up, that tiny familiar voice at the back of her mind would
whisper “just a little farther.” So just a little farther the girl
went. Again and again. Carving a path of footprints through
the snow. Until she finally stopped. Her fists clenched.
“This isn’t going to end, is it? So stop giving me false
hope!” She screamed into the darkness, tears sparkling in
her eyes. She angrily raised a hand to wipe them away.
More rose again, she didn’t bother this time. They
simply rolled down her cheeks silently, dropping down like
raindrops onto the snow. The girl lowered her head, arms
hugging her shaking body.
The wind blew harder, reminding the girl of her
loneliness. She hugged herself tighter until the silence was
broken. Footsteps, crunching in the snow.
Something warm brushed against the girl’s shoulder.
Surprised at the sudden warmth, she lifted her head but saw
nothing.
“You’re not alone, you know,” a voice softly rang out
from the emptiness.
The girl stared blankly at the space before her.
“Where are you?”
Silence. For a moment, the girl worried that the
mysterious person had disappeared. Then the voice spoke
again.
“I’m here with you. But you can’t see me.”
Rose ~Abigail S. Flower Close-up ~Abigail S.
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Blossoms ~Melody W.
As if to prove her point, a warm hand pressed lightly on
the girl’s arm, though it wasn’t seen.
“Say, do you like flowers?” The voice asked.
The girl did not respond. She was in shock, for that
sentence reminded her of something awfully familiar, but
she just couldn’t remember.
“Look down.”
The girl did. A small flower, it’s head barely poking out
from the snow. Violet petals surrounded a vivid golden
center.
The girl crouched, a hand reaching out to touch the
delicate flower. A gasp of wonderment escaped her mouth.
“A flower blooming in the snow….but how?”
The snow crunched as the invisible person shifted to
crouch too.
“Resilience.”
The flower shifted slightly as the wind roared through
once again.
“When the snow crocus blooms, Spring will come
soon.”
With those words, the sky began to brighten, much
faster than the girl could have ever thought possible. It
didn’t stop when the sky was clear, it continued until the
landscape seemed to have faded away, and the girl had to
shield her eyes from the overwhelming luminescence.
“I believe it’s time for you to wake up now.”
For a second, the girl could almost see the outline of a
familiar smile, before all faded to white.
~
Blinding sunlight poured in from a window, waking the
sleeping girl.
A young woman peered over from the window.
“Finally awake, are you? You must have had a nice dream
for you to sleep this long.”
Her sharp tone of voice startled the girl, who now sat
up. She hesitated, staring out at the blank wall across from
her.
“Actually...I forgot what it was about.”
The woman shrugged nonchalantly, going to open
the other window. The girl winced at the sudden rush of
sunlight. The woman peered outside.
“Hmm, not all the snow has melted yet. Not surprising,
given that the storm last night was quite rough.”
Her eyes suddenly widened as she stared at something
near the window. “Will you look at that! A flower managed
to bloom through all this snow. It really did persevere
through the storm.”
The woman turned, one hand still lingering on the
window frame, surprised at the soft murmur from the bed.
The girl was still staring blankly at the wall. Then she turned
to face the woman, eyes bright, a small smile dancing across
her lips.
“Spring will come soon.”
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Waves
Waves come tumbling
Like a rhythm without end
Crashing to the shore
~Carmen H.
Oceans
Ocean shore, soft sand
Sparkling in the sunlight
Summer has arrived
~Carter G.
Box Jellyfish
Awesome
Beast-like creature
Creative little animal
Deep in the ocean
Endangered because of
humans
Forever it will live in mystery
Growing population
Hiding for you to find
~Grant D.
Beach
Beautiful sights to see
Every day there is a surprise
Animals filled with glee
Coral reefs in the sea
Hugging me with the breeze
~Ty S.
Clear Skies ~Audrey H.
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Diamonds on the Water ~Skye M.
Waves
The black curving trunk
And the rainbow colored leaves
Stood out on the hill
~Bella C.
Venice
City wed to sea
Shone only behind a smile,
An echo of the past
~Megan Z.
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SUMMER
I am just a seashell,
And I sit on the ocean floor
Wondering where everyone has
gone.
My home, once crowded, is now free
of people
I can see through the water again
And my fears of being collected
And sewn into a necklace
Are no more.
Sand wiggles between your toes while the
gentle breeze whispers in your ear
The sun rays reflect off the turquoise water
just like a golden chandelier
You sip your ice tea, so sugary and sweet
And that scrumptious, strawberry scent you
love flows down the street
You spot a small, sandpiper steadily
succuring out of sight slipping on the
seashore’s sandy scallops
And up ahead the bumbling, blue and black
butterflyfish bob their heads above the
blue beachy waves trying to regain their
balance
The gold encrusted sun shines over you like
sprinkles
While you watch all around, observing all the
glistening fishes and the designs on their
backs looking like squiggles
Tiny Houses line the coast, all indulged in
lush plants creeping up their spines
You put down your book, gazing up at the
sky wondering about the fading cloud’s
designs
You later join the scuttling crab to take a dip
into the twinkling, aqua ripples
You waddle in deeper where the seaweed
starts giving you tickles
The ocean waves rumble back in and out, in
and out, slipping over the shimmering,
streaked shells
The dolphins and manatees swim through
the reef which takes the color of pretty
pastels
Though carefree and as bright as the sky
sometimes you, you will never know the
value of a moment until it’s a memory
So summer begs remember me
by Sarah S.
I am Just a Seashell
By Peyton R.
Talk from the nearby seagulls
suggest
That it hasn’t been a few weeks,
But years
That the humans have been gone.
Perhaps my home
Will never be crowded again.
However, I am just a seashell
How would I know?
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Paddy ~Caroline H.
The Only ABC’s That Matter To Me
A dog that’s what I am
Being there for you is my plan
Calm to crazy in just one second
Doing tricks for treats when I’m beckoned
Every second of every day, there with you
and here to stay
Family is my everything, and I love to play
Going to the park is what I like to do
Hi, my name is Tucker—who are you?
Mira B.
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The Door
I am a canine
I stare in complete silence
Waiting at the door
Isaac C.
Valentine’s With My Favorite Boy
When you smile my eyes light up with joy
For your happiness is my happiness
You are such a lovely and loyal boy
Without your love I am a dreadful mess
So when this Valentine’s arrives for me
For it draws nearer and nearer each day
My eternal love for you, you shall see
When I buy dog toys with which you will play
And give you a delightfully good treat
Possibly a peanut butter filled bone
I know how much you love to eat your meat
We can spend time together, not alone
All of your time today, I want to hog
A day to spend with my cute little dog
~Ava S.
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The Wolf
Apparitions in the dark
Beasts feared for bite and bark
Conifers hide their stealthy treks
Dogs of ice and frigid snow
Eating the wild deer and caribou
Fur soft but strong against the chill
Gales of wind are no match for it
Howling, howling, howling
~Kyle N.
Red Panda ~Maggie N.
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My Dog Likes Flowers
Flowers are gorgeous
Until my dog gets to them
My lawn’s flowerless
~Thomas T.
Dormancy
Scamper, scamper, hop!
They prepare for the long sleep
Winter is coming
~Bennett B.
Food Chain
Nature can be cruel
From grass to rabbit to hawk
Eat then be eaten
.~Zayden T.
Biome Landscape ~Jaya R.
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Erased
~Zoe W.
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Running Away
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Appreciation
Running away is easy
Bolting at the first sign of trouble
Turning to look the other way
It’s easier
A life free from stress
A life free from pain
It is not that simple
It is a life of regret
It is a life thinking, “What if?”
Have courage
Do not look away
Do not bolt
Do not run away
~Katherine Z.
Appreciating
Everything given to me
Living gratefully
~Natalie T.
Lost Personality
Way back then you could be yourself
If you wore odd clothes nobody stared
Even if I was weird we could still be friends
It was okay to be different; nobody cared
Now I’m confronted with rude remarks like
Don’t wear that outfit, it’s so un-cool
That necklace is so babyish
Don’t wear those shoes; you’ll look like a fool
That book series is only for nerds
Don’t watch that show; it’s so last year
Your taste in music is horrible
And only 5-year olds have that stupid fear
I’ve listened to them; I’ve covered it up
What you see now, it isn’t me
As I grow up, I’ve realized something
I’m losing my personality
I wish I could go back then, back when
If you wore old clothes nobody stared
Even if I was weird we could still be friends
It was okay to be different; nobody cared
~Zsa Zsa A.
Puzzled
~Elissa T.
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A Collection of Dreams
~Angela Y.
Honesty
It is always better to tell the truth
Lies are no good; they always harm and hurt
At least that’s what I was taught in my youth
So from being honest I don’t divert
Some hear this and are pretty positive
They smile and say that’s what friends are for
Some hear this and are really negative
They frown and then start to mock me some more
Being honest can get me in a mess
Offending others, not something I meant
Yet it ends up the same way nonetheless
My careless words I then start to resent
I don’t know why I am so very blunt
It’s a problem I have yet to confront
~Ashlee S.
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Anxiety
Anxiety comes
And you free fall a long time
Anxiety goes
Everything is the Meaning of
~Shriya S.
Everything is the Meaning of Nothing
They ask us what’s wrong
When people say nothing’s wrong
Most mean everything
~Malina R.
Pain
Just temporary
Weakness leaving the body
It makes you stronger
~Hunter C.
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Fear
Alone again you hear a noise
Bedtime it is, but you don’t snore
Cracking comes from the front door
Demons and monsters are coming for you
Evil creatures of your mind
Frontal lobe can’t keep them out
Guilt and sins are getting closer
Hey, they can’t hurt you if you don’t let
them
Inner thoughts and deepest fears
~David H.
Scarecrow
Man always standing
In the middle of a field
A crow perched, waiting
~Luke H.
Untitled
~Samara C.
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Creatures in Color
~Angela Y.
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Chair Personified
~Angela Y.
Dancing on Clouds
~Jackie P.
With a jolt the music starts
I try to calm my beating heart.
The curtains open to reveal
A little girl dressed in teal.
The Salbauhms looking their very
best,
Greet all their Christmas guests.
The march starts, girls dance with
boys.
All eager to open their new toys.
Drosselmeyer arrives, with a box tied
Shut with a silver cord
Clara opens it to reveal a Nutrcracker
With a shiny sword
Fritz gets jealous, Fritz gets mad,
Fritz breaks the Nutcracker making
Clara sad.
The party ends, changing Things.
Time to meet the mouse King.
Mice attack, armed with claws
Snapping with their sharp jaws.
The NutCracker
By Olivia A.
Soldiers defend,
the Nutcracker Turns into a real man.
Clara watches, her eyes wide with
fright
Staring at the terrifying sight.
Clara hits the mouse king with her
shoe
Letting the Nutcracker run him
through
Time for another change of scene,
Time to meet the snow queen.
Snowflakes dance, ice sprites waltz
It is truly amazing to watch
The snow queen and the king dance
A pas de deux.. Gracing everyone
With their beautiful moves
Now we visit the land of sweets
A place with lots of tasty eats.
The sugar plum fairy introduces
everyone
Now we begin the fun
The Spanish chocolate with their
fierce attitude.
The arabian coffee with their mystic
moves
Chinese tea bring energy
Next is the powerful Russian lead.
Afte rhtat is a Marzipan treat.
Mother Ginger dances on
With her little bon bons.
Following that is the flowers waltz
It is beautiful to watch
Last but not least
Is the sugar plum fairy dance
Putting everyone into
a beautiful trance
Clara and the Nutcracker wave
goodbye
and off they fly
Time for bows, its been fun
But now it’s all done.
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Recital
Rehearsals, training, it all comes down to this
Every fluorescent colored light stings your eyes
Costumes twinkle in the light, illuminating excited faces
caked with makeup
It’s time to wipe away the blood, the sweat, the tears, and
most of all, the frown
This is ballet, a dance for warriors, so get out there
And no matter what it takes,
Love every second of it
~Zsa Zsa A.
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Lightning Bugs
~Sabrina M.
Spring Elf
~Angela Y.
Flashing bugs of light
Speeding through the darkened sky
Instantly vanish
~Ava B.
I Used to Dream
I used to see fairies and mermaids
I used to see people as perfect
I used to see imaginary friends
But I was blind
I used to think wishes were real
I used to think dreams came true
I used to think everyone was as
fortunate as me
But I was naïve
I used to dream a million dreams
I used to wish upon a star
I used to think I was a princess
I used to be ignorant
But I was happy
~Olivia A.
Meadows of Peace
~Jackie P.
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Spiral
~Pedro G.
Nature
The bright green forest
The trees lush with brilliant leaves
Nature is wonderous
~Teddy W.
Trees
Provide oxygen
Constantly helping nature
But slowly dying
~Ashley M.
Happiness
We always chase it
Not knowing that it’s inside
Find the little things
~Emily J.
Circles of Nature
~Rachel N.
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I Wish I Were Robert Frost
Poems are hard things to write
They make you stay up all night
I wish I was Frost
‘cause he wouldn’t be lost
And he’d get the rhyming all right!
~Elliot Lee
Antelope Canyon
~Jiayin Z.
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cmd+n ~Sabrina M.
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This Is My Secret
By Haya A.
“This can’t be true,” I mumbled. I just stood
there with no feelings, no emotions, with my tearful
face in great shock. What should I do? What should
I expect? I was looking at my mom and my grandma
crying, I felt empty inside. I would ask myself, “Is
this really it? Is this the end?” It was one of the
saddest moments of my life. I know you’re thinking
to yourself and wondering, what is happening here?
But this is something special I own.
I’m very grateful for my loving family. I have a
big family, especially from my mom’s side. She has
four sisters and one brother. My sister and I really
love seeing them and our cousins. So we try to see
them once every one or two years. They all live in
different countries.
In 2014 It was my aunt’s wedding, and
everybody was there. We all gathered on this special
occasion, we were ecstatic. Then everyone returned
home.
After a few months, my uncle came to my
country, Iraq, where I lived at that time. I remember
me and my sister running up to him and saying,
“Uncle Ahmad, we are so happy to see you, we
missed you so much.” We had so much fun with
him, it was very joyful.
Then he left for Jordan, and he would send us
pictures. One day when my uncle returned to his
home, in Jordan, something happened. We were at
my grandparents’ house eating lunch when my aunt
called my mom.
My sister and I didn’t know what was
happening, but when my grandmother started to cry,
we were scared, frightened. Then we knew the bad
news, It was my uncle, my only uncle, he had died. It
was horrible and miserable, it was very shocking.
After we heard, my father and my mom’s uncle
came, as well as one of my aunts. It was one of the
most miserable moments of my life. Everything
happened so quickly; it was like a stroke of
lightning…. After a few months, when the summer
break started, we went to Amman, Jordan, that was
where one of my other aunts lived. All the family
planned to meet there. We got to spend time with
my cousins, it was a thrill for us, we had so much
fun. After a few days, me and my cousins heard
my mom and aunts sobbing and crying; they had
luggage with all of my uncle’s things in it. I felt very
depressed.
We went into the room, where they were sitting
and sat down next to them. My sister asked, “Can
we take something from the luggage.” She took
something that was put in a little box, she opened
it and saw a beautiful black and white pair of
headphones. They were very smooth and soft. We
took and kept them. After we came back to Iraq,
we kept it in a special place. These headphones
are very special to us. Sometimes when I smell the
meaningful headphones, I can imagine him wearing
it. It was very hard for all of us. We would always
try to make mom feel better and say, “Everything is
going to be okay,” or, “Be strong, Mom.”
Those headphones have been with us for four
years. They have a lot of meanings. Every time
I look at them I remember old memories like,
when he came to visit us, or when we went to my
aunt’s wedding. These might look like any other
headphones, but they mean a lot to me. They have
so many beautiful memories behind them. They are
not ordinary headphones; they are filled with love
and wonderful memories.
Recital
Rehearsals, training, it all comes down to this
Every fluorescent colored light stings your eyes
Costumes twinkle in the light, illuminating excited faces
caked with makeup
It’s time to wipe away the blood, the sweat, the tears, and
most of all, the frown
This is ballet, a dance for warriors, so get out there
And no matter what it takes,
Love every second of it
~Zsa Zsa A.
Orchestra
A room full of instruments
Being tuned for playing
Conductor waves her baton
Deciding the key in which to play
Excited to perform in front of an audience
Forever being grateful for the experience
Going to after school rehearsals are a pain
Happy about the amusement park trip at
year’s end
~Julia G.
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The Tale of the Lonely Sock
Oh what a lonely sock I am!
Waiting each day to find my match
The problem is my owner Sam
Is very messy, that’s the catch
Oh what a lonely sock I am!
I have been here so many days
And yet it seems my owner Sam
Matches socks in all the wrong ways
~Ella K.
Oh what a lonely sock I am!
I’ve met polka dots, stripes, and more
I sometimes think my owner Sam
Will never take me out of this drawer
Oh what a lonely sock I am!
I sit here biding my time
Clinging onto the hope that Sam
Will match me with the one that’s mine
~Kyra M.
My Cat
My cat has lots of hair
To see her awake is rare
She has a small head
She likes to be fed
If I died she wouldn’t care
~Hemin C.
The School on the Moon
There was an old school on the moon
That was built in the shape of a spoon
The students were pink
Wore shoes made of ink
The hallways were lined with spittoons
~Nour A.
Caveman
There once was a man in a cave
He desperately needed to shave
After he had
He was very mad
For a large scar he had engraved
~William Heslep
Hair
I decided to cut my own hair
For I thought it just wasn’t fair
To pay someone money
For hair that looks funny
But now I just look like a bear
~Alison K.
Girl in Black
~Birka C.
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Mosquitoes
Mosquitoes they always bite
Little bugs you cannot fight
Your blood they acquire
It itches like fire
Malaria, oh what a fright!
~Jaren T.
Blood Suckers
Blood sucking monsters
You see them and “SPLAT!”
Just like that, they’re dead
~Jaren T.
~Ariana A.
Counting the Sheep
I rumble and tumble at night
The time is about midnight
I count the sheep
Without a peep
And now I can sleep tonight
~Kevin S’
Sam the Man
There once was a man named Sam
Who really liked honey with jam
It was so very sweet
And was such a nice treat
That he would always put it on ham
~Victor V.
Eyes
~Serene H.
~Sarah L.
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Artists Statement “Spring in Paris”
Our taste palette is based on the feel of spring: mint, blackberry,
lavender, raspberry and lemon. We were inspired by how spring foods
in general taste: light, fresh, new and unique to the season. We created
Spring in Paris to reflect that.
We focused on how desserts are often quite rich and heavy, like a
triple chocolate piece of cake, and wanted to create a confection that was
fresh and delicious without being over the top. In our take on two of
the classic French desserts, the millefeuille (meel-foy) and the macaron,
dessert is still rich but tastes light and airy, just the way spring should feel.
The bottom-most layer is a fresh lemon whipped cream piped into swirls.
Next is the macaron layer: we have a blackberry macaron filled with
lavender whipped cream, and a mint macaron filled with a peppermintvanilla
cream. Following that, your taste palette is again refreshed with
the breezy taste and texture of the lemon cream. Finally, our springtime
dessert is topped with mini blackberry-lavender macarons, tiny lemon
dots, decorative leaves, and raspberry jellies.
The elegance and delicateness of these flavors is magical without
being intrusive or soapy tasting. Dessert and Paris, magical and light,
together: Spring in Paris.
Spring in Paris
Ava R., Ellie S,
Katharine Z., Mara S.
The Ice Box
Ariel R.
Graham S.
Andrew G-C.
The Breakfast Club
Winner Longfellow Clay
Championship 2019-2020
Kayla C,, Anna C.,
Audrey H., Fiona K.
Delicious Confection
I love thee my sugary sweet donut
Quickly you flip in the skillet to bake
But before you must take shape as I cut
So yummy to eat, one more I must take
In the glaze and sugar you slowly roll
Rumbling in my stomach is all I hear
As I place thee softly in the great bowl
I love thee so much that I shed a tear
Wild Strawberry
Booming with flavor
Blooming with lively color
The wild strawberry
~Talia B.
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My mean siblings take thee away from me
“No, do not do it, it is mine,” I cry
They slowly bring you up to eat I see
I holler and lunge as I grab and pry
You can never compare to fruit or meat
Because you are just so lovely to eat
~Mary J.
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Longfellow Clay
Championship
Clay Cakes & Confections
Out of This World
Rolled Ice Cream
Eva M,
Margaret M.
Angela C.
Liam F.
Abigail L.
Henry T.
The Happy Accident
The Mythical Cake
Lauren A.
Elliott B.
Mercutio O.
Luther S.
Holiday Season
Rita D.
Emily H.
Danielle H.
Diana S.
The Height
of Spring
Carter B.
Veronica B.
Tejasvi C.
Blake P.
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~Valentina S-P.
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Food
My stomach falters and starts to grumble
The fridge is empty, and food is missing
I search the drawers and start to mumble
“Where is all the food?” I’m nearly hissing
I walk the long halls and shout out her name
“Mother, where art thou? I need food badly”
She snaps back at me, “Do not be some lame”
“Without food you’re nothing,” she says sadly
I beg her for a sandwich, chips and Coke
“Why don’t you go clean up your dirty room!?”
My mother snarls and gives me a big poke
I nod my head, smile, and go grab a broom
Minutes later, as she prepares my meal
We’re both smiling, happy about our deal
~Solei S.
Origami Iris Flowers ~Sarah L.
The Color of Hope
The color of hope brings happiness and joy
To any old, or young, girl or boy
We all have this color painted inside
This is something you don’t need to hide
This is the thing that can change the world
The color of hope varies person to person
Almost everyone has a different version
From pink to gray, or purple to yellow
The color of hope will cheer up any sad fellow
This is the thing that can change the world
With hope you can make someone happy
Whether their name is Anna or Jackie
Alden or Bella, Lily or Quinn
This is the color they have within
This is the thing that can change the world
If you use it
You can change the world
~Kalyna M.
~Katie W.
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The Maple
Kyoto-Shi, Japan ~Abigail S.
Maple tree stands true and tall,
Leaves bright green before the fall,
Bark is worn throughout the years,
During storms it sheds no tears,
Safe inside we watch it grow,
Braving wind, and hail, and snow,
Why do we lament our pain,
Warm inside, no sleet, no rain.
~Luke S.
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When the heat and the sunlight of summer give way
And the colors of fall instead carpet the day,
A small leaf held aloft on a cool, gentle breeze
Is seen laughing and dancing along through the trees.
It has left its old life on the branch far behind,
It is bathed in the light it once struggled to find,
And its thrilled acrobatic routine clearly shows
That the glory of freedom is all it now knows.
~Shira G.
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Where I’m From
I’m from the rice fields of China,
The rolling hills of California,
From Falls Church, Virginia
I’m from far travels and bright minds,
the active and adventurous
The hardworking and determined
I’m from the red rosebush in my front yard
And the maple tree
Whose changing colors grow with me
throughout the year
I’m from fresh fruit and stir fry
From warm cups of coffee on Saturday
mornings
I’m from the Yamaha piano by the bay
window,
And my dad’s old guitar
In my basement there are photos
That go years back
A collection of the past
I’m from those dusty albums
Those memories that shaped me
~Sandra C.
Lanterns and Blossoms
~Hannah R.
No Ordinary Shoe
I am a pointe shoe
I hear the music
I see the mirror, the walls, and the barre
I want to leap and turn and fly
I see all the dancers laughing together
I want to shine from the stage light
I am so pretty, yet so painful
I want to live long, but my life is short
I am your wings, your way to fly
I feel the sweat and the blood of the feet inside me
I dream of being worn by a star
I try my best to help, I do all I can
I hope I will make your dreams come true
I am no ordinary shoe
~Madeleine A.
The Thousand Gates, Japan
~Abigail S.
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Biome Landscape
~Logan S.
I Didn’t Know I Loved the Outdoors
(inspired by Nazim Hikmet’s “Things I Didn’t Know
I Loved…”)
I didn't know I loved the outdoors
so much
until I was forced home
like an animal with a will to be free.
~Gabriel M.
I Didn’t Know I Loved Running
(inspired by Nazim Hikmet’s “Things I Didn’t Know
I Loved…”)
I didn't know I loved running.
Being free, and untethered,
feeling the breeze rushing by,
and the fresh air.
Noticing things you have never noticed
before.
~Hannah W.
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Cat Surrounded by Alien Bushes ~Natalie N.
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I Didn’t Know I Loved School
(inspired by Nazim Hikmet’s “Things I Didn’t
Know I Loved…”)
I didn't know I loved
School.
Yes, to get my education,
But mainly to talk with my friends.
Now, if we are within six feet,
They become afraid of me
Like an ugly rat
They don't want to be near.
I didn't know I loved
Being around people.
Now, I will never know
What it is like
To have a last day
Of seventh grade.
~Peyton R.
I Didn’t Know I Loved Getting Up at 6:15
(inspired by Nazim Hikmet’s “Things I Didn’t Know I Loved…”)
I didn't know I loved getting up at 6:15,
As tired as someone who just got off an airplane,
their internal clock
3 hours behind.
I didn't know I loved switching classes,
Navigating crowded hallways from one side of
Longfellow to another,
Within only 4 minutes.
I didn't know I loved having a schedule,
Always having something to do,
Attending a class, working on homework, never being
bored.
But now the COVID-19 has taken it all away from me,
I miss going to school.
~John F.
I Am An Agenda
I am an agenda
I hear pencils’ graphite touching my
crisp, clean pages
I see students’ stressed faces
I want to be used for something other
than school
I see a world of possibilities until I am
shoved into a backpack
I want to be more than a hall pass
I am an agenda
I want to expand my usage
I am a locker pass
I feel a ballpoint pen doodling on me
as a kid feels weary of class
I dream of the future where I can stay
white for the whole year
I try to remind scholars of their
academics but I fail
I hope to become a helpful studying
tool and not just a periodic table
I am a planner
~Hana K.
Covid Sucks ~Lisa H.
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The Sun
Light bulb in the sky
Somebody turn it off, please
I’m trying to sleep
~Natalia C.
Electricity
Electricity
Powers more than computers
But you and me too
~Valentina S-P.
Phones
Phones control our lives
Hours spent on them daily
On, never off
Never-ending information
E mails and social media
Science and technology
~Owen K.
Complementary Colors ~Aiden C.
Watching TV
Pressing the remote with joy and content
The television turns on very fast
My eyes take in the light and the moment
And I know my time on the couch will last
Hulu, Netflix, there is so much to choose
And I have no idea what to see
Focus and brain cells they say I will lose
But I really want to watch some TV
JDM of the Future ~Aneek M.
I grab a handful of buttered popcorn
Shove it in my face and happily eat
I’m wearing sweats, they are torn up and worn
I won’t go outside; I don’t like the heat
So I’ll stay here, comfortable and calm
Do me a favor and don’t tell my mom
~Sloane M.
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Flight
If there was a chance then I might
Lift off and simply take flight
But alas I have found
I am stuck on the ground
So instead I now fly this kite
~Megan H.
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Diving
All day I think about diving
Boards bouncing up and down
Coaches correcting your dives
Daring to do new dives
Exciting wins and movements
Failure comes once in a while
Goals I set for myself
Happiness I feel when I do a
new dive
~Noah W.
Rugby
Rugby, an amazing sport
Under non ideal conditions
Going out rain or shine
Battle ready are some players
Years of practice makes
champions
~Kevin H.
Brown ~Pedro G.
The Home Run
I went with my friends to play
I decided to shout “hooray”
I hit a home run
It was very fun
Lost our only baseball that day
~Lars G.
Baseball Game
After the game the dugout is loud
Bats and balls all over the place
Catcher’s gear sweaty, the crowd loud as
ever
Dirty cleats by the door
Eagerly waiting to be used again
Fans are cheering to no end
Giant screens with pictures of players
Happy teammates waiting to converse
Intensity levels slowly decreasing
Just the happiness of the team
Keeping the feeling in their heads
Little to no sleep while laying in bed
~J.W.H.
Lacrosse
Lasers for shots
Accelerating faster than a racecar
Catching like I’m OBJ
Running down the sideline
Outstanding passes to the offense
Shoes shining in the sun
Score after score
Everyone cheers
~Sam A.
Basketball
Back and up the court
Adjusting to a new play
Scrimmaging with your teams
Knowing how to succeed on the
court
Excitement and disbelief through
the crowd
Trembling to shoot a free throw
Baskets after baskets after baskets
Ascending to my maximum speed
Layups with the hole team
Love and passion for basketball
~Nicole C.
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My Future
Everyday I think about my future
And what I want to do when I’m older
Because it will be here more than sooner
I want to be Miami’s upholder
I have millions of Olympian dreams
Doing synchronized with my twin brother
They will be here more quickly than it seems
We will be better than every other
We train harder than most of our dive team
Pushing ourselves to our limits is hard
Some people say that we are too extreme
But that is something we just disregard
Winning the Game
All dressed out and ready to win
Everyone’s patience was growing thin
If we lose we will be the blame
This is our very last basketball game
It’s time to jump, the ball flies high
The two girls almost touch the sky
We can have it—all the fame
If we win our very last basketball game
Shots go in; the ball flies all around
Almost never touching the ground
We hardly miss, we have great aim
It looks like we might win this basketball game
I have many role models here for me
They make this journey seem much more easy
~Noah W.
The game is tied, a minute to go
All we need is a very good throw
The crowd is shocked, the other team ashamed
We won our very last basketball game!
~Caroline K.
Red ~Pedro G.
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Friends
They come and they go
I really hope that they stay
Goodbye my best friend
~Hana K.
Family
Forever together
Annoying each other once in a while
Mother is always there to help
Inside of a family there’s love
Love is what keeps families together
You may get mad, but not for long
~Giselle C.
To you, my kind, enduring friend,
Our time together reached its end.
Our final meeting now has passed;
None knew that it would be our last.
And, though I may be pained to state
That next year we will separate,
I have a warm farewell to send
To you, my kind, enduring friend.
To You, My Kind Enduring Friend
By Shira G.
Whatever you may say or do,
Just know that I am there for you.
Across however many miles,
I’ll strive to send support and smiles,
In loneliness, a listening ear
On any day in any year,
In times of doubt, the will to try;
On sleepless nights, a lullaby.
May studies lead you to success
But never find you laughing less.
May projects never make you drown;
May others never let you down.
May silver line each cloudy day-
The rain is soothing anyway.
And when a challenge comes along,
May you still choose to stand up
strong.
If you feel worthless, slow, or lame,
I’ll gladly take an hour to name
The many reasons that you are
A wondrous and inspiring star.
In short, I wish you all the best,
And I’ll be there through all the rest,
Though different schools we will
attend,
For you, my kind, enduring friend.
~Rita D.
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Surrealist Self Portrait ~Caitlyn L.
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Campfire
All the wood is covered up
Boys grab their axes
Cutting, cracking, and smashing
Don’t drop the match
Everyone sits down, soaking it in
Forget all the work that we just did
Grab your guitar, sing it out
Help put out the fire, our day is done
Into bed our dreams have begun
Just sleep tight and don’t let ‘em bite
~Luke H.
Lawn Gone
I push the mower through the lawn
I snip the grass like it is hair
And just like that the grass is gone
Just like a balloon lost in air
I aim and tame and push and pull
I feel the power as I go.
~Hailey B.
Journey
~Audrey H.
Oh Hail The Seasons
By Laura Zhang
America
Amber waves of grain
The mountains too high to touch
The best place on Earth
~Claire T.
Oh hail the Winter
With its glistening white snow
The fire crackling merrily
As the temperatures reach a low
The faint smell of cinnamon
From fresh made cookie dough
And my favorite of all
The Christmas lighting show
Oh hail the Spring
For its bright green trees
Beautiful blooming flowers
That bring buzzing bees
A gentle shower of rain
And a fresh cool breeze
The alluring beauty of Spring
Puts everyone at ease
Oh hail the Summer
With blinding heat in the air
The bursting shining sun
That causes you to glare
A glimmering blue ocean
With wind that whips your hair
And the loud bustling colors
Of the annual Summer fair
Oh hail the Fall
For it’s shimmering golden light
Leaves prancing downward
Provide a beautiful sight
Families at the park
Flying a bright blue kite
And the gleeful laughter of
children
On spooky Halloween night
Oh hail the seasons
Winter
Spring
Summer
And Fall
A beautiful cycle of nature
Pushing through it all
For even through disaster
And even if we sprawl
The seasons will remain
Strong and tall
Oh hail the seasons
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The story I’m about to tell
Is not for the faint of heart
If you don’t like bloody stories
Then you’d better skip this part
This story is of a fateful day
In the mountains south of here
When a toddler saw and looked with
awe
At an innocent creature coiled in fear
Our dad was by the fire
Battling with the smoke
Finn was busy fighting
When my sister Billie spoke
None of us were near her
When she spoke with wonder and fear
She repeated her message louder
So one of us would hear
It was James alone who realized
That one life was at stake
For Danielle was on the move
About to step right on a snake
“Look out” he cried and it seemed
That without him she’d be dead
For underneath her moving foot
There lay a copperhead
The Snake
By Clara M.
Startled we all backed away
Except Danielle did not
She refused to back away until
she managed to get a good shot
We stood from far and watched it
Uncertain and in shock
It was dad who was quick thinking
And hit it with a rock
It seemed the hit had been enough
To kill the copperhead
But suddenly it moved again
We knew it wasn’t dead
Dad took a long thick stick
And pinned it to the ground
Danielle said “use the machete”
But it was nowhere to be found
Finn said he’d go get it
And fetched it from our shed
He returned with it in hand
And hit the snake upon its head
It took him several tries
Hacking as hard as he could
After 5 or 6 we knew
The snake was gone for good
Dad put it on a stick
Spraying blood out on the lawn
The poor thing just hung limply there
It’s head was barely on
He threw it into the woods
And stepped back so we could see
He must have used bad aim because
He’d hung it on tree
It hangs there now as a warning
To all snakes living there
To stay away or else they’d pay
For giving us a scare
Because Danielle would get a picture
And Billie would spot it, James would
yell
Dad would hold the snake in place
As Finn’s machete fell
And what was my part
What did I do?
I’d tell the story
Like I told it to you
Show Me ~Marissa W.
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The cold tiptoes in on frosty feet
As the man trudges along the road
“Turn back,” the fearful townspeople
goad
The man impervious to defeat.
The cold stomps in on its vicious paws
Biting the man on the endless path
Who pushes onward with equal wrath
And gives nary a moment of pause.
The Blizzard
By Benjamin C.
The cold tramples in with wild fury
Turning the world to a sheet of ice
As the man begins to pay his price
Down comes one lonely flapping
flurry.
The snow flutters down on fluffy wings
While the icy man trembles and
quakes
Plodding on without thought of
mistakes
As the angry frost thrashes and stings.
~Angela Y.
The snow pounds on with a howling
wind
And the man wanders into the white
When, finally, in sets a great fright
Amid sheets of white making him
blind.
The blizzard rages on to the beat
Of the numb man’s solid-frozen tread
And it finally enters his head
That it is time to admit defeat.
I was born a miracle—a ball of talent
My mind worked like a well-oiled engine
Everything about me was a success, except for one
thing that failed me
The music around me began to fade until I could only
hear a faint ring in my ear at night
For years, I didn’t want to associate myself with the
world
But I didn’t let my suffering pull me down
I wrote music in my mind
Beethoven
By Serenna S.
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I created concertos with my imagination
I conducted symphonies with nothing but my eyes
and vibrations touching my feet
By working harder, I grew further
The world around me is muffled
To me it’s filled with the sound of art
Was my incredible effort worth it in the end?
Does the world still remember me,
Or did my music die away like my hearing?
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Divided borders of our Friendship
~Samara C.
Hurricane
The June sun beats down on the Atlantic
As a warm breeze blows over the ocean
But a storm system forms that’s gigantic
Setting a hurricane into motion
Above the water forms a rotation
As Cumulus Mediocris clouds rise
A hurricane is now in formation
It is incredibly massive in size
Beaufort Scale twelve winds are blowing around
A huge synoptic low pressure system
Now the hurricane is headed to ground
It’s flooding entire ecosystems
Storm surges and flash floods along the coast
If you survived one, you’re stronger than most
~Jaiden K.
Singing
Sounds full of feelings traveling to be
heard
I can’t wait to be singing so that you could
hear me
No one could imagine the feeling of this
Going through the world and ending up
here
In every way I know to express me
Never would imagine a method like this
Ground, sky, and everyone here, I want
you to know that I love singing
~Valentina S-P.
River
The river flows fast
Currents will pull you under
A beautiful force
~Natalia C.
Life
Going in and out
Never knowing what will happen
Such a mystery
~Meg M.
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Beyond The Sky
(Writing From an Image)
By Natalia C.
I continue to retreat backward, but they still follow me.
Jack and his bully buddies just will not stop until they get me.
My feet stumble backward, and I fall to the ground. I brace
myself for impact, but it doesn’t come. Instead, I fall onto a
cloth, and it stops me from falling.
I turn around, and the sky is quivering. My hand seems to
reach out all on its own and touches what used to be the
thing my village knows as the sky. I slide my hand across it.
The texture is rough, almost like sandpaper, yet it moves so
elegantly.
The clouds are still moving somehow, and so are Jack and his
gang, but he is the least of my worries now. My hand moves
downward until I feel the bottom of the sky cloth. I grasp it
with a shaking hand and lift.
A lone tree stands in the distance. White clouds hover around
it in the surrounding sky, but something’s just not right. The
leaves …they’re the wrong shade. And the sky is bright and
alarming. It is none of the black and white shades my little
village knows as our world.
It is light and brilliant, shimmering with something I couldn’t
describe for the life of me. The green is more muted, and yet still
beaming with light next to the completely grey grass.
The whole scene is exploding with, with, oh, I can’t describe it. It
needs a word. A nonsense word that doesn’t have to be a nonsense
word anymore.
I think, and then, “Color!” I exclaim. Yes, color. It sounds
insane, but that’s what makes it perfect. The tree and the sky are
exploding with color.
“What do you mean, color, fool.”
I freeze. Jack and his boys have finally made it up the hill to me. I
drop the drab (in comparison) sky cloth out of pure surprise.
“Well? You gonna answer me, Iris?” Jack says, “Cause if you don’t,
we’re gonna have a real problem on our hands.”
“Color,” I begin, “Is this.” I lift the sky cloth for the little
scoundrels to see. Their jaws drop in awe of what they’re
witnessing. They don’t understand, and neither do I.
“It’s beautiful,” says one of Jack’s sidekicks, I think his name is Joel.
“For once in your sorry lives, you’re right, it is, and we don’t have
any of it here,” I reply.
“And the color is different on both. So I need two names. One for
the tree and one for the sky.” Micheal has a stutter, so when he
said his word, it ended up sounding like green.
“Perfect. The tree is green. The sky is…..blue. A calm name for a
calm looking color.”
The trouble makers all nod in agreement.
Seeing the colors isn’t enough. I want to feel it, the colors. The
green and the blue. The no-longer-nonsense words that describe
this electric sky and lively leaves.
I lift the sky cloth over my head and step out into a new world, a
new universe.
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Image Courtesy Of The New York Times “A Year of Picture Prompts”
The heat hits me immediately. I look up, and there is a shining
ball of pure heat staring back down at me. I wince and turn away,
blinking the spots out of my eyes. But I am amazed. This thing
with heat and light is shocking to me. Another word is needed.
Sun.
It’s beautiful. I look at this new sky around me, and I feel tiny in
comparison. I look back at the world I left behind--all shades of
white and black. Those were the only shades we ever learned in
school.
The village is boring. It is nothing next to this excellence that
is color. I ook back toward that tree. I want to touch the green,
feel it. I run, fast as I can towards the colors, and as I run, I look
around.
There are little flowers everywhere, and they have some sort of
color as well. They are not green or blue; these can be purple,
yellow, orange, red, indigo. One looks like the sun in the sky, and
I decide to call it yellow.
All these different colors surround me as I head for the tree—
thousands of different shades. I decide I am not particularly a fan
of orange, but I really do like the purples and blues.
I am in a new world. I am surrounded by change. I love it more
than words can describe. My life can never be the same again.
I reach the tree. The leaves are everything like the leaves in the
village, but they are bursting with color. Very light red colored
flowers are sprinkled about. They don’t really look like red too
much, so they will be pink.
The trunk of the tree is much much darker than the rest of the
colors, but not quite black. Brown. I climb up the limbs, carefully
placing each foot and pulling myself up. I make it to the top. My
head sticks out the top of the tree. I stretch my arms out and
embrace this new life, ablaze with life and excitement.
A light breeze hits me, and I breathe it in. I feel a joy I’ve never felt
in my entire life. The world stretched out below me, speckled with
light and brilliance. I am happy. I am ecstatic.
I am free.
Clara M., p. 67
Daniel L., p. 29
Danielle H., p. 53
David C., p. 26
David H., p. 42
Delilah F., pp. 5, 12
Diana S., p. 53
Drew L., p.2
Elena J., p. 14
Eli A., p. 14
Elinor B., p. 28
Elissa T., p. 40
Ella K., p. 50
Ellie S., p. 52
Elliott B., p. 53
Emily H., p. 52
Emily J., p. 46
Eva M., p. 53
Evan N., p. 16
Fiona K., p. 52
Gabriel M., p. 58
Gavin G., p. 5
Graham S., p. 52
Grant D., p. 36
Habeeba K., pp. 6, 19
Hailey B., p. 66
Hana K., pp. 60, 64
Hannah G., pp. 15, 16
Hannah R., p. 57
Hannah W., p. 58
Haya A., p. 49
Hemin C., p. 50
Henry T., p. 51
Hugo J-C., p. 7
Hunter C., p. 41
Iman M., p. 32
Isaac C., p. 38
Isabella G., p. 21
J. W. H., p. 62
Jackie P., pp. 4, 12, 44, 45
Jaiden K., p. 69
Jaren T., p. 51
Jaya R., p. 39
Jiayin Z., pp. 10, 15, 47
Jihyun M., p. 10
John F., p. 60
John B., p. 29
Julia G., p. 49
Juliana G., p. 26
Kailin K., pp. 16, 19
Kalyna M., p. 55
Karina B., p. 17
Katharine Zu, p. 52
Katherine Zh, pp. 2, 40
Katie W., p. 55
Kayla C., p. 52
Kevin H., p. 62
Kevin S., p. 51
Kiyan S.-R., p. 24
Kyle N., pp. 12, 39
Kyra M., p. 50
Lana F., p. 20
Lars G., p. 62
Laura Z., p. 10, 32, 66
Lauren A., p. 53
Leah L., p. 33
Liam F., p. 53
Libby H., pp. 5, 33
Lily D., p. 7
Lisa H., p. 60
Logan S., pp. 22, 31, 32, 33, 58
Luke H., pp. 7, 42, 66
Luke S., p. 56
Luther S., p. 53
Madeleine A., p. 57
Madeline S., p. 30
Maggie N., p. 39
Malina R., pp. 16, 41
Mara S., p. 52
Margaret M., p. 53
Marissa U., p. 28
Marissa W., p. 67
Martina G., p. 19
Mary J., pp. 29, 52
Mathilde L., p. 11
Max S., p. 29
Max W., p. 7
Meg M., p. 69
Megan H., p. 61
Megan Z., p. 8, 37
Melody W., p. 35
Mercutio O., p. 53
Mira B., p. 38
Natalia C., pp. 61, 69, 70
Natalie N., pp. 18, 23, 58
Natalie T., p. 40
Nayeon K., p. 10
Neha P., p. 33
Nicole C., pp. 16, 62
Nina N., p. 6
Noah C., p. 25
Noah W., pp. 62, 63
Nour A., p. 50
Oliver W., p. 5, 6
Olivia A., pp. 22, 44, 45
Owen K., p. 61
Pedro G., pp. 26, 46, 62,63
Peyton R., pp. 32, 37, 60
Rachel N., p. 46
Riley P., pp. 6, 27
Rita D., pp. 2, 52, 64
Rita Y., p. 21
Rojia K., p.9
Ron D., pp. 6, 31
Sabrina M., pp. 10, 19, 22,
45, 48
Sam A., p. 62
Samara C., pp. 42, 69
Sandra C., p. 57
Sanise W., p. 2
Sarah L., pp. 51, 55
Sarah S., p. 37
Serene H., pp. 25, 51
Shira G., pp. 56, 64
Shriya S., pp. 4, 41
Sky M., p.37
Sloane M., p. 61
Solei S., p55
Sophia F., p. 29
Sophia R., p. 30
Sophia S., p. 12
Talia B., p. 52
Taylor K., p. 7
Teddy W., p. 46
Tejasvi C., p. 53
Thomas T., p. 39
Ty S., p. 36
Valentina Sa-Pa., p. 61, 69
Valentina Se-Pe., p. 54
Veronica B., p. 53
Victor V., p. 51
Victoria Z., p. 34
Virginia, W., p. 14
Willa S., p. 5
William H., p. 50
Yantang L., pp. 14, 15
Zaid L., p. 14
Zayden T., p. 39
Zoe W., pp. 29, 40
Zsa Zsa A., pp. 40, 49
Defy Gravity
Whirlwind
~Aneek M.
Longfellow Middle School
Literary Magzine
June 2020