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Daffodil Project by Isaiah

Community Service Project

The Daffodil Project that I participated in was community service. My classmates and I planted daffodil bulbs in the Peace Garden. We planted in the Peace Garden because it is part of our school and we want to make our school a beautiful place.

The tools we used were the dibbler, the shovel, and the spades. Did you know that daffodils have to be dug six inches deeps and six inches apart? This is so they have room to grow and bloom into beautiful flowers. We dug the bulbs six inches deep because the squirrels kept on digging them out on us. We also used mulch. Mulch is a type of soil that has nutrients in it to help make the ground soil rich.

While we were planting, we each had a different job to do. My job was to dig the holes for the bulbs. So I had to make sure each hole was six inches deep and six inches apart. As I was digging I found an earthworm. I showed the class and then learned that earthworms are what help the plants live. As worms are underground, they make tunnels. Those tunnels give the plants oxygen to breathe. They help make the earth breathe! Then when the earthworm dies, they decompose, and the nutrients in their bodies go into the soil and help make the soil nice and rich for other plants to grow.

Planting daffodil bulbs into the Peace Garden is a gift to the community because it helps the neighborhood look nice. The plants help us humans take in the oxygen we need to survive and gives the little insects food and shelter. I enjoyed planting daffodil bulbs for our school because it felt like I helped P.S. 119 look like a beautiful school to go to.

Dear Ms. Fernandez: A Persuasive Recycling Group Letter by Madgny Fegond

Dear Ms. Fernandez,
I always wanted to be in the Recycling Club. The reasons why I want to be in this group is because I am angry that people treat the Earth like a garbage can. For example, in my community there’s garbage everywhere! I try to clean my neighborhood but people dirty it up over and over again. I want to be that one person to really help my community. And not just my community; I want to help the world. Please consider me for the Recycling Club.
It will be an honor to help clean this school. You get rewards by just cleaning the school. Nobody wants our school PS 119 to be a garbage field. I learned in science that if we keep treating the Earth like we’re bullies, the Earth can and will get back at us. We don’t want to bully the earth and I am sure I don’t want to.
Ms. Fernandez, I know that my letter may have a few errors or mistakes but I really want to be in the Recycling Group. Please accept me because I am a hard worker. I’ll try my best to make our school nice and fresh. Thank you.
Madgny Fegond

Community Service Project by Jonathan

In the middle of November and early December, class 4-210 did community service work. We planted daffodil bulbs in the garden on 38th street. On that sunny day, Mrs. Berretta took my class out into the garden and gave us supplies to use to plant.
She first gave us gloves, so our hands won’t get dirty. She also gave us a dibbler to use to dig the holes deep for the bulbs. Some of my classmates also used a shovel to dig the holes for the others students to plant the daffodil bulbs. We each had a different job to do, to get the job done! As a class we put down soil, called mulch, to help make the soil rich with nutrients to help make the plants grow. After, we dug the daffodil bulbs six inches deep and 6 inches apart from one another. We did this so the daffodil bulbs have space to grow. Mixed with the new mulch, we put the soil back into the hole and patted it. I hope the daffodils grow!
The community service work that my classmates and I did together was a gift to the community because the garden in the front of the school helps make P.S 119 a beautiful building. It also gives the little insets somewhere to live and help some insect’s get food so they can live. Doing this community service work in front of P.S. 119 will help get other members of the community involved with other community service projects because they see how beautiful it makes out neighborhood.
I hope this community service work makes a difference in our neighborhood. I also hope that the daffodil bulbs that my classmates and I planted together will grow to be beautiful flowers and hopefully people notice our hard work we did.

Happy B-Day By:Aila Choudhary 4-203E

It’s a special day today,
so everyone should say,
We are saying that because it’s so special,
and it’s official. 
It’s someones B-day.
Guess who? It’s you, Mrs.Berretta!
You’re now fifty-five,
you still socialize. 
Get some relaxsation,
it’ll be a good vacation.
Give her a good time or else it would be,
a huge huge crime.
Now all I can say is,

Inauguration 2013 By: Zuri Kwesi 4-203

President Barack Husein Obama inaugurated the 2nd term as the 44th president of the U.S. on Monday Jan. 21st, 2013 in Washing ton D.C. at the Capitol Building.

     People went to their to celebrate his 2nd term as president of the United States. He won 51% of the popular vote and 303 Electoral College Votes. The inauguration is the celebration of the newly elected or re- elected President of the U.S. Zuri Kwesi of class 4-203 had this to say: ” I am glad to see my aunt back from the inauguration.” One of the highlights of the inauguration was watching Beyonce sing the National Anthem. For many people, the inauguration was  moving and inspirational. President Obama enthusiastically greeted many people as he began his last term as President of the United States.

The inauguration on Monday Jan. 21st, 2013 was exciting to watch. This is news reporter Zuri Aliza Mari Kwesi. Have a great day!

President Barak Obama’s 2nd Inauguration By Hadassa Chery 4-203

On Monday, January 21st, 2013 President Barack Obama had his 2nd inauguration for the 44th president of the United State of America. It had taken place at the Washington D.C. Mall. He got a really big reception. Obama had many issues he talked about . One of them were women rights. This is what he said “It is how our generation’s task to carry on what those pioneers began. For our journey is not complete until our wives, our mother, and daughter can earn a living equal to their efforts .” He also said “Our journey is not complete until our gay brothers and sisters are treated like anyone else under the law.” Nadine Chery, had this to say “The inauguration was beyond excellent. As a black person the president inspired, motivated me to go to school and to be more valuable.” This was the inauguration for the 44th president Barack Obama.

Hello P.S.119 By Kelis Calvin Class Of 2012

        Hi fellow students of P.S.119. This is Kelis Calvin. A previous graduate of P.S.119. As you all know I am now in the sixth grade attending Cunningham Junior High School. Even though it is a tough school, I pushed myself passed it and I am now passing all of my classes, no matter how hard it is for me. I would have posted much more early in the school year but to be honest… I had forgot the information for the school login, until I had found my old technology notebook to save the day! I also love all my teachers, like my science teacher Ms.Glazer… and no she does not give away glazed donuts!!! My math teacher Ms.Sadagursky is my most favorite!!! we can talk to her about anything, she reminds me of my old fifth grade teacher from last year Ms.Basloe. Ms.Myers is my least favorite, shes my English teacher but shes very mean and strict. She also tens to yell a lot. I have many more other teachers but lets get off from that topic. But in English we had just finished reading a novel called “Ties That Bind, Ties That Break” by Lensey Namioka. Its mainly telling a story of a young Chinese girl named Allin who does not want to get her feet bound. Jusst for your information, foot binding was a Chinese tradition that  is the custom of applying painfully tight binding to the feet of young girls to prevent further growth so that they can fit small shoes. Here is a picture of foot binding… shield your eyes….

Foot Binding

Th good thing is that this custom stopped in the early 1900’s, but it has gone on for 1000 years before that. In social studies my class is learning about Jesus and Christianity. Then we will move onto the wars in Korea. 


Oh no, look at the time, its 3;40 am!!! I better get some rest, I hope to make another part to this post sometime this week or even tomorrow!!! 

I miss my teachers Mr.Jump, Ms.Basloe, Mrs.Berreta, Ms.Brownfeld, Mrs,Feilds, Mrs.Saby and Mr.Clarke, and of course Mr.Fernandez and Ms.Snow 🙂 


Peace School 119 spread their peace all over Earth once again! Thanks to them, about 1,300 pounds went out to the needy in pennies, silver, and dollars! Their 1,300 pounds went out in thirty-five, thirty-pound sacks on Friday January 11th.

Mrs. Genevieve Berretta, English Language Arts teacher and Penny Harvest Coach in P.S.119 was actually the main support to P.S.119’s success. She never gave up encouraging people to bring in pennies; from students, to parents, to even familiar local stores and organizations. Some of those organizations are the 63rd precinct, Marine Florist, Ideal Department Store, Larry’s Bike Shop, Laundry Station, and Brooklyn Plumbing. “Our persuasive letters worked in the past, worked today, and will always work in the future,” said a student in class 5-305; the class with 126 pounds from the final weigh-in.

Peace School 119’s goal was to actually help the needy: hospitals, victims of Hurricane Sandy, etc. Mrs. Genevieve Berretta had this to say about their annual Penny Harvest, “The Penny Harvest this year with a $500 increase over last year and a $2,000 donation in total was a dream come true for me personally as a Penny Harvest Coach. As a community we pulled together to make some dreams come true for the needy.” By needy she means: The Mary Queen Of Heaven Food Pantry, Our Lady Of Refuge Food Pantry, The John P. Timlin Charitable Foundation, St. Jude Research Hospital, Cat’s Purrfect Rescue, Haitian Women for Haitian Relief, and the Christopher Rose Community Empowerment, along with the victims of Hurricane Sandy.

“It felt good knowing that we could help the needy by sending in pennies,” said Aaron Dorsainvil from class 5-305. Thanks to Mrs. Belfon, P.S.119’s penny weights increased by 95 pounds in the final week! Not only that, but the top five classes in the Penny Harvest were classes 5-301, 3-204, 5-305, 3-201, and 5-302. These five classes in total, brought in about 65% or two thirds of the total pounds of pennies in P.S.119. The remaining sixteen classes brought in approximately 37% or one third of the total pounds of pennies.

“It’s amazing how one penny can make such a huge difference.” said Harpreet. “We’re great only because we donated only one penny.”

– Lisa Fernandez, Principal of Peace School 119

Top 5 Classes:
5-301- 170
3-204- 150
5-305 – 130
3-201 – 130
5-302 – 80

Each pound is worth $1.50

Approximate Pounds of Pennies to the nearest ten pounds for the School by week:

Week 1: 430
Week 2: 210
Week 3: 140
Week 4: 130
Week 5: 350

Week 5  Total: 1300

Daffodil Planting Project by Breanna

Community Service Project

Planting daffodil bulbs is great for the environment. Daffodil flowers give nectar to insects, oxygen to people and animals, and they also bring beauty to our community. We helped the community get what it needed. We can’t live without plants. They can’t live without us either. Take care of your community. That would be the right thing to do.

The Process of planting daffodil bulbs wasn’t that hard. We dug holes six inches deep so the squirrels couldn’t dig them out. In November, December, and January 2012-2013, we went into the Peace Garden and first we put on our gloves. Next, we got tools to dig down deep. We started digging and measuring how deep the bulbs should go and how far they should be away from each other. They should be six inches away from one another so the bulbs can grow. We put mulch on the edges of the garden too. Mulch is important to the plants because it has minerals for the bulbs to grow. Also it covers the bulbs like a blanket and the mulch is moist because it absorbs rain. When it decomposes, the minerals in the mulch nourish into the soil.

On January 9, 2013, Mrs. Berretta jumped on the shovel to make a hole in the ground. I got a turn to use the dibbler. We used the dibbler to make circular holes in the soil. First, you put it into the ground and then you twist it. Then you have to take it out of the ground and put the soil, which the dibbler is holding, in another place by shaking it out. Susan helped me put the bulbs into the holes. Susan did a great job! We then covered the bulbs with the soil we put aside from the dibbler. Mrs. Berretta did a great job too.

Planting daffodil bulbs is really great for our community. This was a community service project that my class, Mrs. Berretta and I did together. This is a gift to our community. Daffodil flowers give oxygen to people and animals such as nectar for butterflies and bees. Another way daffodils help our community is that bees go from flower to flower spreading pollen. Pollen is a kind of powder that bees use to make honey and it makes flowers grow. Oh! I almost forgot! Also planting daffodil bulbs brings beauty to our community. We need plants and plants need us. This is how planting daffodil bulbs is a great gift to our community.

I hope one day that our community service project worked and that the bulbs will grow into beautiful daffodil flowers. Remember take care of your community. That would be the right thing to do.

2013 Inaugural Poem: One Today by Richard Blanco

The following poem was delivered by inauguration poet Richard Blanco during ceremonies for President Obama’s second inaugural Monday. The text of the poem was provided by the Presidential Inaugural Committee.

“One Today”

One sun rose on us today, kindled over our shores,
peeking over the Smokies, greeting the faces
of the Great Lakes, spreading a simple truth
across the Great Plains, then charging across the Rockies.
One light, waking up rooftops, under each one, a story
told by our silent gestures moving behind windows.

My face, your face, millions of faces in morning’s mirrors,
each one yawning to life, crescendoing into our day:
pencil-yellow school buses, the rhythm of traffic lights,
fruit stands: apples, limes, and oranges arrayed like rainbows
begging our praise.

Silver trucks heavy with oil or paper — bricks or milk,
teeming over highways alongside us,
on our way to clean tables, read ledgers, or save lives — to teach geometry,
or ring up groceries as my mother did
for twenty years, so I could write this poem.

All of us as vital as the one light we move through,
the same light on blackboards with lessons for the day:
equations to solve, history to question, or atoms imagined,
the “I have a dream” we keep dreaming,
or the impossible vocabulary of sorrow that won’t explain
the empty desks of twenty children marked absent
today, and forever. Many prayers, but one light
breathing color into stained glass windows,
life into the faces of bronze statues, warmth
onto the steps of our museums and park benches
as mothers watch children slide into the day.

One ground. Our ground, rooting us to every stalk
of corn, every head of wheat sown by sweat
and hands, hands gleaning coal or planting windmills
in deserts and hilltops that keep us warm, hands
digging trenches, routing pipes and cables, hands
as worn as my father’s cutting sugarcane
so my brother and I could have books and shoes.

The dust of farms and deserts, cities and plains
mingled by one wind — our breath. Breathe. Hear it
through the day’s gorgeous din of honking cabs,
buses launching down avenues, the symphony
of footsteps, guitars, and screeching subways,
the unexpected song bird on your clothes line.

Hear: squeaky playground swings, trains whistling,
or whispers across cafe tables, Hear: the doors we open
for each other all day, saying: hello, shalom,
buon giorno, howdy, namaste, or buenos días
in the language my mother taught me — in every language
spoken into one wind carrying our lives
without prejudice, as these words break from my lips.

One sky: since the Appalachians and Sierras claimed
their majesty, and the Mississippi and Colorado worked
their way to the sea. Thank the work of our hands:
weaving steel into bridges, finishing one more report
for the boss on time, stitching another wound
or uniform, the first brush stroke on a portrait,
or the last floor on the Freedom Tower
jutting into a sky that yields to our resilience.

One sky, toward which we sometimes lift our eyes
tired from work: some days guessing at the weather
of our lives, some days giving thanks for a love
that loves you back, sometimes praising a mother
who knew how to give, or forgiving a father
who couldn’t give what you wanted.

We head home: through the gloss of rain or weight
of snow, or the plum blush of dusk, but always — home,
always under one sky, our sky. And always one moon
like a silent drum tapping on every rooftop
and every window, of one country — all of us –
facing the stars
hope — a new constellation
waiting for us to map it,
waiting for us to name it — together

Make a Man Out of Me – Richard Blanco – Huffington Post – Posted: 01/20/2013 9:29 am



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