P.S. 119 Amersfort School of Social Awareness

February 8th, 2010 | Category: India, Magnet Studies, Mrs. Pierce, Third Grade | Leave a comment

Yesterday I saw my mom watching CNN and she looked tired. I think she was tired and sad watching the news about Haiti. She was just lying there. I decided to sneak into the kitchen with my sister. We took the dishes and then cleaned them. I moved some  sacks  of  rice too. My mom  came  in  and  said  “Wow!”  Then  my  dad  came  in and  gave  me and my sister a  big  thumbs  up. My  mom  gave us both kisses on  the  cheek. It  felt good  to  help  my  mom.

February 8th, 2010 | Category: Creative Writing | Leave a comment

My story is about a boy named Tony Abbott. One phone call changes his vacation. When Tony’s grandmother died he was sent to Florida to help his father sort through her things. At first he gripes about spending the summer miles away from his best friends, doing chores and sweating in the Florida heat, but he soon discovers a mystery surrounding his grandmother’s murky past. He discovers an old yellowed postcard…a creepy phone call with a raspy voice at the other end asking, “So how smart are you?”, an entourage of freakish funeral-goers…a bizarre magazine story—all containing clues that will send Tony on a thrilling journey to uncover…family secrets.

To be continued…in my Writer’s Notebook~

February 5th, 2010 | Category: Creative Writing | Leave a comment

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February 5th, 2010 | Category: Fifth Grade | Leave a comment

Some people see the world as black and white
Others see it gray like clouds
But today I tell you
That I see the world in so many colors
Like a bird and its families
They work together as one
They build a huge nest
All different colors of birds
Black, white, red, yellow
All gather in that nest and become friends
Today I see that the world is
The color of friendship
Should it matter what color or race you are?
I don’t think so
I see the world as a rainbow
All sorts of colors
I just hope that, one day
All people can see the world as
The Color of Friendship

When asked what inspired this lovely poem Aylia had this to say, “Yesterday I watched a movie and it was about a white girl and a black girl from South Africa who became friends in the time of apartheid.” Also, while being exposed to the soug “Up to the Moutain”, by Patty Griffin which is dedicated to Dr. King’s last speech where he references the view from the mountain…Aylia just began to write this poem. Inspiration…you just never know what will happen when you become inspired!

February 4th, 2010 | Category: Creative Writing | Comments (1)

It was a sunny day and I wondered, “what to do?” I could not think until…I got an idea! I can help people out. I went to my mom and asked her, “Mom, do you need help?”
“Yes my dear, “ she said. So I helped her clean the dishes.
Then I went to my nineteen eyar old brother and said, “Yo Bro, need help shredding?”

February 4th, 2010 | Category: Creative Writing | Leave a comment

One Wednesday afternoon in the cafeteria as I was waiting on the lunch line, Mrs. Berretta came down sniffing and she said, “I smell some goooood chicken,” as she walked to the back of the lunch line. I thought to myself, “the chicken will be all gone and Mrs. Berretta will not get any gooood chicken.” I said, “Hey Mrs. Berretta you can come in front of me.”
She said, “Oh thank you Ashley. This can be your act of kindness you can write about.”
“That is a great idea Mrs. Berretta, “I said as she got her lunch and walked away, “Bye, Bye Mrs. Berretta.”

February 4th, 2010 | Category: Creative Writing | Leave a comment

In this story I am going to tell you something nice I did for someone and how it made me feel.
One Saturday night, my mom was cooking dinner for everyone. She was working really hard preparing dinner for my family and me. She was cleaning the counter, sweeping the kitchen, cleaning around the stove and she was washing the dishes. I didn’t want her to get tired and overworked so I said, “Mom, sit down and rest,” and then I did the rest of the dishes.
I felt really satisfied with what I did because when my mother was tired, I took the time to help her. She is very hardworking and I’m not going to just sit down and watch…I’m going to get up and help.

February 4th, 2010 | Category: Creative Writing | Leave a comment

One sunny morning I woke up and helped my little sister with breakfast. She was trying to make herself Frosted Flakes cereal, which is the easiest thing to make. But, she’s only two, so I had to help her. I’m going to give you the run down on how to help a two year old make Frosted Flakes for breakfast:
Step 1: Take a nice clean bowl from the cabinet.
Step 2: Carefully take the Frosted Flakes and pour it in the bowl.
Step 3: Pour the milk in the bowl—don’t make a mess!
Step 4: Sit down and enjoy.
Step 5: Clean the bowl.
That sure was easy helping my sister make Frosted Flakes for breakfast and…it was kind too!

February 4th, 2010 | Category: Creative Writing | Leave a comment