Out of one person in the school with CP

it had to be me.

Only me.

No one else but me.

I just want to be like everyone else,

but I can’t.

My fish feels the same way

trapped in his own little world

with none to talk to.

My mom said to be proud

of who you are.

She said, “Who wants to be normal

when your meant to be different?

Oh I’m different all right.

Really different.

But I don’t see being different

in a good way.

But I’m going to try to be proud of who I am.

I’m not going to let words put me down.

I am different.

And I am proud.

          There has been several things I have learned about the holocaust and how I can relate to it. Here are just a couple. I learned that people should not be mistreated. Everything the Holocaust did to people was horrible. I think nothing like that should ever happen again. I think everybody should get treated equal and treated good.

           Secondly, I learned to just try your best. People would try to go to Sweden or just hide somewhere. They took many risks and even if they did get caught they would keep trying. I’ve learned since I live somewhere where it’s nothing compared to their lives, I could try harder on things. They worked hard for something where they didn’t have a choice. I should try harder on things I’m made to do, even though I won’t risk dieing like they did. Again these are just a few things I have learned about the Holocaust.

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By: Garrett Cook

 I know who’s going to win

Alabama 32-10.

Michigan State faces Alabama

Michigan State is going to get thrown around like a banana.

 

It is the orange bowl, an important college game

no one dares to call it lame.

I argued with my brother

that Alabama is going to whip your team like your mother.

 

The kickoff began

I was as still as a pan.

Alabama was schooling Michigan State

so I had to leave to here peoples complaint.

 

Usually I don’t care who wins

but I made a bet that depends,

on the final score.

Then I’ll win money galore.

 

It turned out I was wrong about my previous score

it was way more.

The score ended up to be Alabama 38-zip

Michigan State had a long road trip.

VS 

 

 

The Scorpion Sting

 

“On the count of three. One… Two… Three…” Anne said. “Ouch,” I yelled. I knew I should’ve chosen the other option.

One sunny afternoon, I approached this big hole in the ground, suppose it was a cave. I ran inside excitingly, running into all sorts of things, like a chicken who just got his head chopped off. There were two cavemen inside, Pan and Anne. I gradually walked up to them to introduce myself. For some reason they seemed very nervous. I told them I would not hurt them or tell anyone they even existed. Pan kept yelling, “You’re a liar. You’re a liar.” I didn’t have a clue to what he was talking about. They kept saying, “You’re going to capture us.” Although, I was innocent they must’ve had this problem before, where someone tried to enslave them. After all of that, They took me down to their dungeon, and gave me the options, rather one scorpion sting or seven wasp stings.

I quietly said, “One scorpion sting.” At least it would only hurt in one spot. I was as nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. Anne said, On the count of three. One… Two… Three… I yelled so loud I bet I busted their eardrums.

Then, all of the sudden, my Uncle Joe ran inside with a shotgun to save me. He probably heard me scream. Anne and pan ran off, and my uncle picked me up and carried me home. The good news is that I didn’t get any more tortured than I already was. There was no telling what those crazy cavemen would’ve done next. The bad news is that I have a big, pink, swollen bump on my arm.

I figured out the reason they were nervous was because they had been in this situation before where they tried to threaten to hurt somebody. Then, they always get caught by someone trying to save that person from further torture. I learned not to trust strangers. They’re not all nice.