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Ms Laurence	Mrs. Godley	Miss Patterson
	Mrs. Swindle	Mrs. Lyons
Mrs. Dunn	Mrs. Rizzuto	Mrs. McCoy
Ms Filer	Mrs. Nixon	Mrs. Minsart

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Second Graders I like them. Ask me why. Because they have fabulous ideas Because they are so smart Because they make me laugh Because they teach me everyday Because they know what is important Because they make me a better person Because they are amazing Because they give great hugs Because Because Because That's why. I like Second Graders. By Ms. Laurence The sound of my backyard birds singing insects buzzing dogs barking children's voices water splashing flowers growing Ms. Laurence Return to Top of Page Blue water splashing Cloth blowing in the wind Mast reaching to the sky Air rushing across my face Sailing on the Long Island Sound By Ms. Laurence Can You Imagine? The world without sun. A day without fun. A cat that weighs a ton. A war without a gun. A picnic without ants. An alligator without pants. Yelling with no rants. A student with no "I can't! By Ms. Laurence Return to Top of Page
Children I like them. Ask me why. Because they are honest. Because they are creative. Because they are energetic. Because they are inquisitive. Because, because, because. That's why. I like children. by Mrs. Godley The sound of birds is chirp, trill, caw, tweet, cry, hoot, mimic, honk, scream, wail, crackle, coo, pound, screech, peep, quack, gooble. by Mrs. Godley Return to Top of Page Snow capped Rocky Mountains grace the western horizon, Nestled among them lies the protected area of the national park. The shaggy elk graze in the open spaces at the lower elavations, Filling themselves with sustenance, Necessary for the hike into the high alpine country, To rear their calves during the short sunny summer season. by: Mrs. Godley What to Do if You are a Cabbage Palm Shelter spiders and snakes. Fan us on a hot day. Provide sisal for Seminole Indians. Cluster with others for an oasis. Produce fronds for thatch roofs. Spin thread among the fronds. Yield a heart for food. Supply wood for a canoe. By Mrs. Godley Can You Imagine... by Mrs. Godley Naples without tourists? Tourists without cars? Cars without drivers? Drivers without judgement? Judgement without logic? Logic without thinking? Thinking without a brain? A brain without a person? Return to Top of Page
Mrs. Patterson The Sunset The sunset paints a colored sky, paints of orange, red, yellow, purple and pink. The sunset creates a silhouette of the earth. Reflections of the sun dance across the water. The colorful glows of the sky disappear in to the night. Return to Top of Page
The Sound of a Baby by Susan Nixon March 15, 2006 The sound of a baby is Giggle, Squall, Gabble, Blather, Crow, Squeal, Chortle, Fuss, Burble, Grunt, Jabber, Shriek, Babble, Wail, Chatter, Scream, Chuckle, Howl, Sniffle, Purr, Bawl, Coo, Sob, Mama - Dada. What To Do If You Are Retired Travel the country full time. Visit old battlefields. Have lunch with your friends on a weekday. Get involved in Good Works. Take a cruise . . . in February. Go to Hawaii . . . in December. See a movie right after lunch. Take pictures of everything! Annoy all your friends who are still working. Stay in bed and read all day. Buy new shoes on a Monday morning. Shop online in the middle of the night. E-mail friends whenever you want. Run the poetry project for your favorite writers. Susan Nixon April 12, 2006 Return to Top of Page
Sunrise By Mrs. Rizzuto I like it. Ask me why. Because it shouts with color that itąs a new day! Because it brings promise to the start of my day. Because it warms my soul. Because the glow gives my thoughts a positive energy for the day. Because I know tomorrow morning I will watch it rise again. Thatąs why. I like the sunrise. The Sound of Chimes By Mrs. Rizzuto Tingle, Light, Joyful, High, Jingly, Clash, Bump, Twirl, Tin, Glass, Clang, Quiver, Clatter, Whirl, Twist, Spin, Ring, Tinkle. Return to Top of Page
My First Graders I love them. Ask me why. Because their eyes sparkle as they share their incredible thinking. Because they make amazing and brilliant connections to our learning. Because the passion they have for learning, friendships, and creativity is contagious. Because their beautiful smiles, wit, wisdom, and first-grade humor makes my heart happy. Because they teach me something new every day. Because, because, because. That's why! I love my first graders. by Ms. Julie Filer Spring I like it. Ask me why. Because vivid purple crocuses and sparkling yellow daffodils peek through the earth. Because bright blue jays dart through the gnarled cherry tree in my front yard. Because tree buds begin to open, covering their branches in tiny soft pink blossoms. Because gentle sunshine warms my face as I walk the Centennial Trail. Because nature is waking from her winter's sleep and offering her amazing sights, sounds, and new beginnings. Because, because, because. That's why! I like Spring. by Ms. Julie Filer Return to Top of Page The Sound of Fire ~~ by Julie Filer The sound of a fire is Rustle, Snap, Flicker, Pop, Crackle, Warm, Flame, Whoosh, Heat, Burn, Rumble, Roar, Engulf, Destroy. The Sound of Learning ~~ by Julie Filer The sound of learning is Read, Write, Sing, Play, Experiment, Draw. Compute, Giggle, Help, Clap, Chatter, Think, Question, Answer, Laugh, Encourage, Discuss, Wonder, Dream, Connect. Return to Top of Page
Wishing For Spring The ol' groundhog was right No spring in sight. The rain, hail and snow are soo cold This spring weather is getting old! Ms. Minsart Is it Time? Tick-tock, tick-tock, Ring, ring, ring, Buzz, buzz, Run, run, run, The clock shows, Whistle blows, It's time! by Ms. Minsart Return to Top of Page
Nature's Jewels Stones scattered on the riverbed, a collection of jewels made by nature. Piles of rocks and pebbles, Smoothed round over eons of time, Their colors as numerous as the stars, Decorated by the Earth herself, With spots, swirls and stripes. Mrs. Swindle
Post Card from Hawaii A beautiful hula dancer with scented flowers in her hair performs gracefully on the shoreline. Balmy breezes blow gentle waves that lap at her feet. A slowly setting sun sends streaks of yellow and orange shooting through the sky. The golden orb glides gratefully toward the horizon as she celebrates the glorious sunset with her dance. By: Mrs. McCoy What To Do If You're A Collector Fill your house with the pieces and parts associated with all your hobbies. Collect the things you love to have around you. Live amongst way too many "chatkes" according to my husband. Buy new shelves and rearrange your space So hopefully you'll have room to actually work there one day! Gather your stamps and go to Tina's house to make cards for birthdays and holidays. Lug all your scrap booking stuff to Cindy's house to preserve all your memories and Crop 'Til You Drop! Shop for beads and findings to make necklaces, bracelets and earrings To match your outfits and for your friends. Reread your favorite books over and over again, Until you wear them out and need new copies. Listen to all the clocks chime, cuckoo, tick, tock and tweet. Hunt for a few spare minutes to explore and enjoy your collections. Spend a lot of time dusting and cleaning up after yourself! By: Mrs. McCoy Return to Top of Page
In an empty football stadium All alone in Memphis, Tennessee on a cold day in December. An early, anxious Fresno State Bulldog fan waits alone For the Liberty Bowl Game to begin. And his hometown team to score the first touchdown of the game. Return to Top of Page
An Ancient City by Mrs. Lyons Sandy-brown mud walls, standing tall Keeping Khiva's ancient history closed inside its thick and heavy embankments Quiet and peaceful, few sounds are heard An unfinished cylindrical tower of cream colored bricks Shows blue, green, and multicolored tiles against a cloudless sky. Return to Top of Page

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