Tuesday, September 15, 2009

The Eagle


His great eyes,
Staring ...
Gleaming ...
Glittering.

His great beak opens;
He yells out a cry;
The wind carries it down
to the royal ocean tide.

His Great claws grasp
the mountain peak's top;
clawing and scratching;
so sturdy ...
so strong.

His great wings spread;
He takes of for flight.
His grand feathers rustle;
From the great wind's might.

He glides and lands smoothly;
On long stringy grass;
Pruning his feathers;
Resting his soul;
On the warm sunlit patch.

Monday, June 29, 2009

The Lake


The wind came softly;
Swaying the great willow trees;
In front of the lake.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

My Jump Rope Rythms

The Fish

There once was a fish, who lived in a bowl;
He loved to sing and most of all roll;
He counted his shells one by one:
Then he said I'm almost done!
( 1 shell, 2 shells, 3 shells, etc. )


The chicken

There once was a chicken;
His name was Henry Higgins;
He pecked on the old stone wall;
"O' my, O' my, I think I'm gonna cry!"
( 1 tear, 2 tears, 3 tears, etc. )
The clown
Mr.clown was sad,sad
Then he got all mad,mad
Mr. clown honked his nose
To drive the mad away
(1 honk,2honks,3 honks, etc.)

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Bud, not Buddy

I think the book Bud, not buddy is a pretty good book. It got a Newberry medal. The only part of the book that I don't like is the end.

This book is about a boy named bud. everyone calls him buddy. his mother had passed away when he was 6. bud does not know where or who his father is. Soon he thinks his father is Herman E. Calloway, a famous Jazz musician. So he sets off to find the person who he thinks is his father. Soon he finds Herman E. Calloway and soon joins his band. He also realizes that Herman E. Calloway isn't his father. But Herman E. Calloway is his grandpa.

I recommend this book. I think children will like it.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Kira - Kira

I really like the book Kira -Kira. It is a Newberry Award book. The author is Cynthia Kadohata. This book is about a girl, Katie. The book tells about her life. Katie has a sister named Lynn. She is Katie's older sister.

In the story Katie's family moves from Iowa to Georgia. Lynn explains to her why people stop walking on the sidewalk to stare at them. And Lynn shows Katie how to look beyond tomorrow. Soon Lynn becomes sick with anemia and lymphoma . Suddenly the whole family seems to be falling apart. It is Katie who reminds them that something is always Kira-Kira--- glittering in the future, no matter what.

I like this book because if Katie feels sad, I feel sad. When Katie is angry, I feel angry. And when Katie is tired I get tired. I like the style of this book. I strongly recommend it.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

The Violin

I heard the solemn playing of the violin;

The twists and turns of the music;

And the memories that appear;

The music is within ... ...

You.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

THE GIRL and HER SWORD

(A Chinese tale retold)

Once Berry Sue was crossing a river on a nice summer morning. Her boat gently rocked back forth as she rowed her way to the other side of the river.

Soon she had reached the middle of the river. A swarm of mosquitoes flew toward her and started buzzing in front of her face. Annoyed, Berry swiped his hand between the mosquitoes separating them into two groups. Suddenly she lost her balance and almost fell into the water. Unfortunately, while she regained her balance "Cur plunk!" Her precious sword dropped from her belt and fell into the warm water. "My sword! My sword!" she said in panic. "My sword dropped from here "She mumbled while taking out a small pocket knife and making a deep cut on the boat. After she did that, he looked at the cut and made sure that that was where her sword had dropped.

Satisfied with her work, she happily rowed his way to the other bank of the river. when she was at the other side of the river she looked at the mark and jumped into the body of water from the part of the boat she had marked.

Friday, March 20, 2009

SPRING



Flowers are blooming;
Birds are chirping;
Spring is gentle wind.

Winter disappears like a
rock in quicksand,
as Spring rises like a balloon.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

The Lost Ax

The Lost Ax
(An old Chinese story)


On a nice morning, Berry Sue came to realize that her ax was missing. She had planned to go to the woods to chop some firewood.

Her neighbor walked outside. "That guy never seems to look at me," Berry Sue thought suspiciously. "He must have stolen my ax, and look how he walks! " The more she thought about it, the more the man looked like an ax thief. Soon she was sure that the man was guilty.

One day Berry was sorting out her tools, and spotted a sharp shiny thing. It was his long lost ax!!! Now whenever she saw her neighbor her neighbor looked normal. He walked normally, talked normally, and looked at her normally.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

LUCKY



Little violin
Under my chin
Caressing my world.
Knowing that luck will find its way;
Yes, it will!