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Fri, 04 Dec 2015 21:59:23 +0000
Before JA Day I didn't want to go to an Elementary School and teach little kids. I wasn't excited to see little kids run around the classroom.
Wed, 03 Jun 2015 04:19:09 +0000
I always believe that people need friends because friends can lead you to get close to this society, help you come of age and let you understand more about this world. Friendship is like a process that gets you through lots of different situations. Friendship gives me lots of valuable knowledge, to let me step up. Sometimes I really mean at friendship, I hate it when you find out someone acts like a traitor. What I mean is like when you and your best friend got crush on a handsome guy the same time, then the friendship is done. I always believe time can make you look clearer at someone.But anyway, I only believe at what I want to believe.
Fri, 01 May 2015 18:16:48 +0000
Pri is a good kid but he is doing bad in school because hangs out with the bad kids who don't like school. Pii says, "School stunk. I hated school." Piri does not like school but only because of influences from this boys. This shows a man vs. self conflict because he follows the wrong people.
Fri, 27 Mar 2015 20:35:30 +0000
He had warned Lindsey about the book now it was too late, because Lindsey read the book but she fell asleep as she was reading the book,and the book vines were coming out and Lindsey didn't feel anything. Is that what Mr linden had warned Lindsey about? The next morning when Lindsey woke up her room was filled with vines. Lindsey was scared between being a life or death.She was able to get some scissors and cut some vines but that did not stop the vines from holding her and keeping her in her bedroom. Lindsey mom was home and so she heard some noises that worried her so she went to her room she saw her daughter on the floor and she tried to cut the vines but it was growing more and more and so her mom could not do anything else instead her mom called the police and they helped her the police cut the vines all the way and they were able to survive Lindsey. The police burned the book but the book was not burned but the book is still waiting for someone to check it out.
Wed, 07 Nov 2012 14:34:26 +0000
Given what people in New York and New Jersey are going through with Hurricane Sandy, I thought Youth Voices readers might like to see some writing by third graders in response to Hurricane Gustav a few years ago.
Hurricane Gustav arrived, Labor Day weekend, 2008. Baton Rouge had a lot of wind damage and power loss that lasted for days. There was also some flooding from local rivers rising due to rains.
School had begun in early August. The hurricane was approaching, and we knew there would be no school, the following day. I had let my third graders know that they should be observant of what happened before, during, and after the storm in anticipation of teaching them how to write three different paragraphs about Hurricane Gustav.
These are excerpts from a few that I had sent to a cousin who teaches journalism. He told me he was going to share them with his university students as examples of observation for a lecture on the news writing process.
Tyrell G.: We went to my grandmother’s house in Clinton. My mother thought we would be safe there. We packed food and clothes, and we brought our dog… When it wasn’t raining in the day, I would help Grandmother in her garden.
Olevia F.: We went to our neighbors’ house. They did a Bar-B-Q for everyone… My brother and I played in my room with a flashlight… After the storm, my brother and I went outside. We raked a long time!
Brendon H.: Because there was a tree in our backyard, my dad’s friend soon came with his chainsaw. We cut the tree into logs and branches. Our pastor came and helped us with his trailer. We took them load by load. Soon, we were done for the day.
Kyra W.: To prepare for the storm… we had to bring a swing in. It was a long and tall swing, so I slept on it. It was fun…I played UNO with my mom. I had to teach my grandmother how to play… My house is a daycare. We did not have power, but the daycare was open still… We let the windows up. It was very hot … for 9½ days!
Iman W.: Before the hurricane we got ready by looking at the news. It was bad looking at it from the screen. It got larger and larger. It was huge! ... During the storm we slept in our underclothes. It was still hot. We had to put on powder to cool down.
Tiara J.: When everyone heard a hurricane was coming, everyone was busy buying supplies going here and there. Most people were scared …and stayed in their homes. My daddy and mommy say that more hurricanes will come. “Here we go again!” I say…The Red Cross is trying to help people so much.
Wed, 31 Oct 2012 18:47:41 +0000
Beautiful
Like a glimmering lake in the sun
it shines so very brightly.
On the outside.
On the inside,
it feels smooth,
silky.
But it doesn't shine as brightly,
it may be bright,
on the outside,
but on the inside,
it
seems
faded.
Fri, 02 Mar 2012 15:45:30 +0000
Ocean acidification is a rising problem on Earth. It is a term used to decribe the rising acidity in the oceans. 1/3 of the carbon dioxide we edmit from burning ficil fuels is absorbed by the oceans. This equals to 1 million tones every day. When the carbon dioxide disolves into the sea water, the H2O and CO2 molecules combine forming carbonic acid (H2CO3). This changing chemistry is causing our oceans to become more acidic. Over the past 200 years the acidity has risen by 30%. The pH of the oceans has droped by 0.1 pH units (from 8.2-8.1). This might not seam like a very big change but marine life has not been given the time to adapt to it. The decreasing pH is effecting calcifying organisms (like coral), shell creatures
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Mon, 27 Feb 2012 18:24:15 +0000
A fish
Blue peach colored
Happy and good to be free
Black and green
A sea creature
Tobie
Mon, 27 Feb 2012 16:23:32 +0000
Jazz man
Loud, tall
Famous, blond, handsome
Man who plays jazz.
Musician.
By Matthew
Mon, 27 Feb 2012 16:02:54 +0000
The Rainbow Day
Colorful, Beautiful
Happiest person on earth
Bright, Pretty
Light from a crystal
Mon, 19 Dec 2011 16:15:42 +0000
Once, in the oldest Christmas tree in America, there was a happy little family of ornaments. They were made with striking colors, like gold and red and green. They were covered in the shiniest of glitter. The ornaments were hung at the very top of the tree, right next to the star that twinkled so brightly. They were happy to live in such a beautiful evergreen home. The father ornament was round and bold; green with a wide gold band around his middle. The mother ornament was shiny and red. Like the father, she had a gold band around her waist. The sister ornament was all gold with glitter that gleamed like the North Star. The littlest ornament, however, was very plain. He was green. He had no gold band, like his father and mother. He had no glitter, like his older sister. He was very plain, plain, plain, and he thought that this was all that he would ever be. On Christmas Eve, the family of ornaments was silently watching the children playing in the snow and drinking hot chocolate. Then, the children threw a snowball, and it went straight through an open window and hit the Christmas Tree! The littlest ornament went toppling down, branch after branch, all the way down until it hit the ground with a ‘Thump!’ Luckily, he didn’t break, but he was still on the ground, and Santa would be coming in only seven hours for his yearly tree inspection. The winner would get a special little ornament as an addition to the tree. They never won, but this year, the ornaments intended to. “Help! Help!” cried the poor little ornament that was lying on the ground. “Oh! My baby... My little baby ornament!” said mother ornament as she tried to leap off of the tree. “You will have to come up here yourself,” said father ornament without any hint of worry in his voice. “Okay, I’ll try,” whimpered the littlest ornament. He got up from his side and tried to hop on a branch. It was too tall for him. The littlest ornament scooted a present under the tree, and then hopped on top of it. “I can reach now,” exclaimed the ornament. He managed to pull himself on the lowest branch of the Christmas tree. It was then 5:00, seven more hours until Santa would arrive. The children were gathered around the fire, roasting marshmallows and singing the most beautiful carols with their parents. The littlest ornament crawled up to the third branch, and by then, he was already tired out. He huffed and puffed. The little ornament knew his family wanted to win Santa’s contest, and he knew how lonely Christmas would be without his family, so he said to himself; “I think I can, I think I can, I think I can, I think I can!” and with that, the little ornament was already up to the seventh branch of the tree. “I think I can, I think I can, I think I can, I think I can!” And up went the little ornament to the twelfth branch of the tree. It was 7:00 and Santa would be there in five hours. The children were already fast asleep with sweet dreams of presents and candy. An hour went by, and the little ornament kept singing his song, but this time, he changed the song a little. “I KNOW I can, I KNOW I can, I KNOW I can!” He was already ten branches away from the top of the Christmas tree, and he could just see himself proudly welcoming the newest, most beautiful ornament that there ever was. Yes, that is where the little ornament wanted to be. Off he went, singing his song, for four hours, “I know I can, I know I can, I know I can,” and the little ornament was inches away from his family when the clock was one minute away from 12:00. The little ornament only had a single minute to climb to his family before Santa arrived through the chimney. “I know I can… I know I can… I KNOW[...]Thu, 22 Sep 2011 14:49:13 +0000
Hello!
My name is Chris I'm an 8th grade student in Maryland. This is the very first time I made a podcast. I chose to write it about this summer, the day there was an earthquake, but that's not all that happened on this very special day, this was also the day my baby cousin was born. It all started on a regular day in my exciting yet boring summer. I was watching t.v when my house started shaking, but that's all I'm telling you about the earthquake. My baby cousin however was a simple matter, so just listen to the podcast to find out (image) .
Thu, 15 Sep 2011 15:07:25 +0000
Matthew researched the saguaro cactus and created a clay stop motion video. We used Photostory. He is disappointed that the movements are not smoother from one slide to the next. I suggested that we upload it here and ask for advice. Should we use another program such as Moviemaker. Any suggestions would be helpful for the next time. Thanks!
Tue, 13 Sep 2011 15:27:06 +0000
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Life as a Baby Animal on StorybirdKaylie played on the Storybird site today. We wanted to see if it would work on this site. It does! Try it.
Mon, 12 Sep 2011 15:24:06 +0000
Matthew wrote a story about a goose coming into his yard. He learned to use quotation marks and onomatopoeia to enhance his story.
Wild Goose Chase
By Matthew
One day I went outside. Then I saw a goose! I tried to scare it,
But I got bit. “Honk honk honk,” it honked.
“Mom help,” I cried. “There’s a goose in our yard!”
And she scared it away. She said, “Shoo goose! Shoo goose!”
That was the goofiest goose ever.
Mon, 12 Sep 2011 14:36:11 +0000
Lullaby
As the canoe slowly drifts away from the island
And the sun quietly sets below the horizon
As the stars appear brightly into view
I will be with you.
As the salamander slurps up his last meal
And the cricket chirps a happy feel
As the baby flutters its little eyes
And says goodbye to yesterday’s skies
As morning comes with flower’s dew
I will be with you.
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Thu, 25 Aug 2011 17:41:30 +0000
Matthew and Kaylie wrote poems about their summer fun.
Summer Fun
By Kaylie
Ice-cream trucks and lemonade
At art camp, crafts were made
Hot pancakes with sticky syrup
Summer
A dip in the pool
Gets you nice and cool
Not a cloud in the sky
Summer
Sweet treats to bake and to eat
Gritty sand underneath your feet
It doesn’t last very long
I am done singing my summer song.
Summer time
by Matthew
Summer is sprinkly sand beneath my toes.
Summer
Summer is having fun in a swimming pool.
Summer
Summer is ice cream cones and cherry soda dripping
From your chin
I am sure you will love summer.
Wed, 18 May 2011 14:58:02 +0000
Kaylie created this animoto video to conclude her year of study and concern for the Gulf oil spill.
Thu, 12 May 2011 11:17:08 +0000
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(object) (embed)Sixth grade gifted students in New Iberia, LA. created a voicethread about their Main Street using primary resources and research. This is the result of a yearlong project.
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