by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
10th grade, 11th grade, 6th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade, school,
Miss Bee has a horsey face and looks truly old.
Miss Bee was weird and tall, and sounded truly bold.
I saw her and was instantly and utterly put off.
Her voice was scratchy, like a worn-out brillo cough.
But soon her love for science and her enthusiasm
For it , Miss Bee began to teach.
Concepts unheard of pre-Miss-Bee were now
Within my twelve-year-old avid mind and reach.
Miss Bee did not rely on a lazy teacher’s boring text,
She taught us terrific stories, the best one always the next,
As facts and “ologies” around me were delightfully hurled,
Miss Bee opened me up to a magical scientific whole new world!
by Jack Ellison |
Categories:
anxiety,
Normally horseys love apples I was told
Tried to feed one no deal must have been too old
Not good for the digestion
Must suffer with indigestion
Felt like hugging him but instead just cajoled
by Shirley Hawkins |
Categories:
10th grade,
There is a meadow up above
That's always fresh and green
Where horses are quietly grazing
Peaceful and serene
No sound of pounding hooves
Running around a course
Trying to appease their owners
And beat the other horses
There is no competing
In this idyllic meadow up above
It's a paradise for horses
A place that's filled with love