“Hide in your room don’t go out”
From my window I could hear them shout
“The Berlin wall must go down”
My heart pounded on that day
I thought I could almost faint
August 13,1961 to November 9,1989
People were forced to stay on one side
I’d miss my brother who just went for a friendly ride
And if they dared they would be shot
I was scared I was terrified
The wall could kill
The wall could shut
The wall could control
The wall could close the gate for 28 years
The wall would doom and separate lives
The wall wasn’t afraid to keep doing this
So why would the wall be afraid to live in vain?
If the wall itself loves to slay
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Dot.
I found a dot on the floor
Scavenging for food
I wonder what would happen if I dared to touch it
Round, it looked similar to a black bowling ball
However, in a much smaller size
I looked at it as it opens up in my hands
How can it be so flexible?
I run to the kitchen
Where my mother is busy making dinner
How would that dot taste?
Spicy, sweet or juicy?
There is only one way to find out!
When I have the chance
I lay it gently on my dinner
It starts to crawl quickly
But I manage to grab it with my spoon
Down it goes!
It crunches in my mouth between my teeth
My tongue gets a tingly feeling and starts to burn
I couldn’t spit it out or else my mother would notice
Desperately not knowing what to do
I grabbed a handful of rice and stuck it in my mouth!
The taste was gone but not the delight of the spicy dot
Harlem Renaissance
The Harlem Renaissance symbolized an image of rebirth in the African American race. Between 1919 and 1930 after the WWI broke out the creation of writers in the African American race started to go up. Jazz was their beat mixed with the blues and ragtime. The effects of this “New Negro Movement” were new jazz music, new writers, and a new image for African Americans.
The Harlem Renaissance created new jazz music. Jazz music originated from New Orleans, Louisiana. It spread and became very popular during the mid-late 1920s in Harlem. They used African American rhythm to create jazz music with blues and ragtime mixed in. Musicians such as Duke Ellington and Louis Armstrong played improvised music. Louis Armstrong also introduced Jazz music rom New Orleans to the North. Until now Jazz is still part of us today.
What am I ?
I am that one fish in the bottom of the sea that nobody knows of
I am that part of history not yet discovered
I am the pair of parallel lines never stoping and aiming for the end
I am the hidden treasure Captain Hook could never find
I am that part of history not yet discovered
I am the pair of parallel lines never stoping and aiming for the end
I am the hidden treasure Captain Hook could never find
I am the toy abandoned, alone on the side of the rode
I am the key to something
I just don’t fit in anything
I am an outcast
I am something more
I am something different
Don’t ask me what I am
Because I don’t even know
Lola♡
Lola is nothing but a big, mean cat
She lives with a bird and a rat
For she hates being the only cat
all she wants is a buddy
To catch the bird and the rat
She likes to scratch and take too many naps
Everyday she tries too many times
to catch the bird and the rat
but she just can’t Continue reading
Two Shots in Sarajevo
June 28,1914 there was a parade in Sarajevo. The Archduke Franz Ferdinand came to visit Sarajevo from Austria-Hungary. He came with his wife Sophie, who was pregnant at the time. As they walked down the through the middle of the parade, a man named Garvilio Princip came out from the crowd and BOOM, shot Sophie first. Quickly after, BOOM shot Archduke Franz Ferdinand, who plummeted to the ground. This was a spark that started World War I, it was just the beginning.
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Archduke Franz Ferdinand and his Family.
My Mind!
There I stood
Wondering what to do
My head pounded
And my heart did the thinking
I faced one way
But my body faced another
I tried taking both
And for my luck
I ended up taking another
It wasn’t a bridge
It wasn’t a path
It was just stems of leaf and grass
I was lost in the past
Now my only option is to hide
My chance is gone
And all because I couldn’t make up my mind.
Journal Entry #3
College, College , College. The same big question everybody has to answer: Are you going to college? Some people have this choice but say no. Others want to go but can’t afford it. Are you ready for college? That one got you thinking, huh. The majority of the high school students aren’t. Some don’t get the grades they need, and others don’t finish school.
This White Horse has a Story to Tell
Initially I used to think garage sales only had junk and smelly old things but this time everything was different. It was difficult to describe. Never, had I seen that street before. All the houses seemed old and rusty. The people there weren’t very nice. They rolled their eyes at me and frowned their faces, too. Eventually, I got mad and discomforted by those people. My dad saw my face and told me not to worry. “Look for something you like,” he said.