Poetry: Cold Things are Beautiful

Poetry: Cold Things are Beautiful

Cold Things are Beautiful Cold things are beautiful: Frost on the glass, A cool gentle breeze Yearning to pass. A still winter morning, A fresh mountain stream, Icicles adorning A shed’s rotten beam. Hot things are beautiful: The sun and the sand, A young raging...
Market Days in Spanish 1

Market Days in Spanish 1

Today in Spanish 1 we set up an open air market like what would be found in Honduras and the students practiced their bartering skills in Spanish. Some of the things “sold” were a little...
Poetry: Strength Comes Like a Wave

Poetry: Strength Comes Like a Wave

Strength comes like a wave – Quietly overwhelming Touches you swiftly, Running over you softly Finding something to cling to Sometimes a tsunami – tumbling, shredding with muscles Unbinded Running too fast to overcome Left in the sand, its aloneness Leaves tenuous...
Poetry: I wish.

Poetry: I wish.

– a poem by Liberty Slocum I wish I were a million jobs hiring to go to all the families in need that would be adjustable for their life and would provide school for their children.

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