Hey Grade,
This poem has NOT been made into published material, please give me your comments on the PROS and CONS about the poem and how I can improve it... Thanks!
Wandering
by: Marc L.
Grade: 6A
I scrummage for the food
that fell out of her sandwich
This is my usual breakfast a few measly crumbs
and if I’m lucky some leftover scraps from the
bottom
of a restaurant garbage
Walking all alone
in Brooklyn seeing many others of my type
Looking as hungry
and tired as me
cold empty stomachs showing through their faces
Is this how I really look
What has become of me
Who am I
My name is Frank but is it that
now
I’ve been traveling on this road
for a long time
So long I have lost track
The road that put shaggy
dirty clothes on my body
a road where
hunger concurs everything
What is my step-father thinking right know
No
why should I care
I am here because of him
Everything he said and did to me drove me
out
I wish I could just run home
and talk to mom again
but I can’t stand going to his house
People told me he loved me deep down
but I think it’s
crap
He would have treated me like his real son
not his step-son
I miss dad
real dad
He is in Canada
and I wish I could call him
but my minutes are up
I must keep my mind of that topic
and think about where I’m going
to sleep
what I’m going to eat
and keeping worm
I can’t keep on sleeping in that back alley
cause last night I saw a gang gather nearby with
guns!
Maybe under a bench in Central Park
will do
I scrummage for the food
that fell out of her sandwich
This is my usual lunch a few measly crumbs
and if I’m lucky some leftover scraps from the
bottom
of a restaurant garbage
Waiting
hoping
Craving
for a friend to recognize
me behind this wall that separates
me
from
reality
Looking in garbage cans for thrown away bottles
there are dozens just lying
not doing anything
Inspecting myself
in a shop window
I have gotten so skinny
but not in a good way
All those kids
looking so happy
in their big fur coats
going into huge toy shops
and having their daddies buy them everything
I hate all that!
I hate it!
I hate it!
I hate it!
My life was never like that
and never will be
I was cut off
from being spoiled
given
or loved
when I was younger
I feel like screaming
at the top of my lungs
but I don’t know
if I’m able to
my mouth is so parched
and I’m not sure if I want to
waste what I’ve got left
I scrummage for the food
that fell out of her sandwich
This is my usual dinner a few measly crumbs
and if I’m lucky some leftover scraps from the
bottom
of a restaurant garbage
Marc L.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Wandering
No need to bring unforms for PJ day
Hi Gang,
No need to bring your uniforms for PJ day after all.
Please spread the word.
Mr. G.
hebrew help
hey guys im really stuck on this hebrew test if anyone has some notes they can share that would be amazing thank you so much
-mikaela
PJ Day
Hi Gang,
Please also bring your regular uniform for our field trip to the Jewish Book Festival at the JCC.
Thanks,
Mr. G.
If This is a Man
You who live safe
In your warm houses,
You who find, returning in the evening,
Hot food and friendly faces:
Consider if this is a man
Who works in the mud
Who does not know peace
Who fights for a scrap of bread
Who dies because of a yes or a no
Consider if this is a woman,
Without hair and without a name
With no more strength to remember,
Her eyes empty and her womb cold
Like a frog in winter.
Meditate that this came about:
I command these words to you.
Carve them in your hearts
At home, in the street
Going to bed, rising;
Repeat them to your children,
Or may your house fall apart,
May illness impede you,
May your children turn their faces from you.
By: Primo Levi
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Karma
So come inside to take a peek
To see the things we need to fix
And then eventually it clicks
And trust me, it sure isn’t fun
To get spoken to that way
And I am here to tell you today
“Please, do cut people some slack
Or karma is sure to bite you back!”
6B homework!
Lee: double sided science sheet due Dec. 4
Lee: crated creature in another biome and aquatic biome on double paged sheet both due on Dec. 10
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Hebrew Homework
HEBREW HOMEWORK: AT LEAST ONE PAGE: YOU CHOOSE (1) THE POWER OF A RUMOR OR (2) DON'T BELEIVE EVERYTHING YOU HEAR/READ. DUE TUESDAY
Jed,
for homework for Mr. Lee, you have to put created creature in a desert and river/stream.
you must list at least 3 ways of how your creature adapts to the new enviroment; be it changing it's apperance or changing it's diet.
Sincerly, Harry
PS, it's due on Dec. 4!
Message to Arieh and Marc from poet David Greenberg
Thank you for sending the responses from those two students. Wow. They are mature thinkers and the quality of their writing was excellent. I'm impressed. And thank you for the photos.
It was a joy and an honor to visit your school.
With best wishes!
David
Monday, November 26, 2007
A Friend That's Gone
Where are you friend
With our time to spend
Its time to bond
But you don’t respond
It isn’t fair
That you’re up there
And I’m down here
Trying not to stare
Thinking about you
It was just us two
I know your there
Thinking it’s unfair
I can see you there
With you brown curly hair
Staring right at me
Trying to plea
As life moves on
We get closer and closer
And days go bye
But it just gets grosser and grosser
Where are you friend
With our time to spend
It’s time to bond
But you don’t respond
Your 6th sense
only have 5
senses
Smelling, hearing, tasting, touching,
seeing. But your
wrong
Ill explain to you
why theres 6
senses
We can hear the
racket our brothers
make
We can see the waves crashing
against the sandy
shore
We can smell the
freshly baked fudge
brownies
We can taste the
sourness of a
lemon
We can touch the
scales of a
fish
Last one, your only
friend in the
dark
Your imagination. Your best
friend when your
alone
-Janine-
Sunday, November 25, 2007
My response on David Greenberg’s presentation
When Mr. G told us that we would hear a writer talk to us I was actually quite happy, because I enjoy listening to writers give little pointers to aspiring authors like myself. I think that anyone at the assembly who was paying attention could have taken a lot out of David’s presentation, because he did it in easy kid language and he made sense. I think his poems are amazing in two ways, one he used great rhyming words but still maintained the flow that he wanted and two he cared about what he wrote.
I understand when he said it took him one month to write his poems because I know from experience that everything doesn’t just come to you at once and even if it does you can always make what your thinking more interesting on paper. Anyways when I write my short stories it also takes me one too two months to write it because it takes sometimes even over four copies to get one amazing piece of literature.
My favorite thing David said was the three components of writing because I really agree with them. I also never really think of what’s happening in my own family and when David mentioned it and gave examples, I thought of all the crazy things that have happened to me and my friends and how those crazy amazing things would make a great poem. David writes great poems/short stories hopefully I will too some day, but even right now I notice when I read back at what I write that my writing skills are maturing just like me and the world around us. Most of the things that David said I agreed with and it sparked apart of my brain that holds my writing.
For me writing solves all my problems good and bad. When I’m angry I write in a darker tone usually thinking of black, when I’m happy I write jumpy little poems with bright colors, when I’m sad I write about sad things like wars with the color grey in mind. Literature is everywhere you just have to look for it.
Arieh Leon Dales 6A
When you hear you are going to go listen to author for an hour three things come to your mind. 1) BORING! 2) What am I going to do? 3) He probably this old guy who has no way of interacting with the crowd or knows nothing about kids!
Well in this case I thought all those things when Mr. G. told us we were going to see an author. I had already pre-Judged this man to be number three( old guy who has no way of interacting with the crowd or knows nothing about kids! ) was totally wrong!
Mr. Greenberg was the funniest guy I had seen in a long time! Not only did he make me laugh, but he actually taught me some things about being an author myself.
He taught me that you know you are a writer, once you can really care about your own writing. Now when he said this I thought to myself, “Wow, I must be a writer already.” Then once I thought about it for a few minutes, I really understood what Greenberg was trying to say. I think he was trying to teach us that you have to respect your writing and know when to stop writing and when to keep on going. He was trying to put through a message that told us not to just leave your note book in your locker or in your backpack, take it with you in your arms, don’t let the pages get crumpled, treat your writing like you would like someone to treat you!
I know it sounds silly but it true. Who knows how many pages of brilliant writing have gone into the garbage by mistake, crumpled up, ripped, or even simply blown away.
I felt David Greenberg was a creative, funny, Jewish, and a really inspiring man. I think we can all learn something from Mr. Greenberg.
Marc L.
The T.V.
The T.V.
What would life be without this device?
A dark hole, a disaster not once but twice!
You flick through the channels with smoothness and ease
without knowing how many takes happen to get the perfect sneeze!
Car commercials to T.L.C.
Lights camera action 1, 2, 3
Glaring at the glowing screen
watching that mesmerizing scene
you grunt and try to find the comfy spot on the couch
the you sit up and sulk into a typical American slouch
Oh no! Your brother has stolen the remote!
In the mean time you make a devious plan to strangle his throat
you hear mom yell beastly “ Dinner time”
then you scream back “one sec mom I gotta watch him get covered in slime”
what an amazing thing the T.V. is
it even shows you what’s up in Show Biz
You hear the old man say “ To much tv and your eyes will turn square”
and you say back “ Do you really think I care?”
What would life be without this device?
A dark hole, a disaster not once but twice!
By: Marc Levin
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Help with 6A assignment
Hi Gang,
I want you to think back to David Greenberg's presentation and reflect on the parts that were important to you. What did he say that applies to your writing? What did you find interesting about his presentation? What can you use in your own poems? What surprised/interested you?
Looking forward to a good discussion on Monday.
PS I'm really enjoying reading your poems. Adam's poem on soccer and Mikaela's poem are very different, yet capture emotions wonderfully. Make sure you check them out, and tell them what you thought.
-Mr. G.
Mikaela's poem
Mikaela,
Your poem is a beautiful tribute. You've chosen such powerful words to express very strong emotions, and maintained such a nice sense of cadence and rhyme. This really is a moving piece.
-Mr. G.
The Game Is On My Line
the spinning blur of black and white
come to me
just a foot away
I know what to do
I take a step in the freezing rain
and soar into the air
I'm like a bird gracefully flying
I'm getting closer
i can almost touch the blur
i fall hard to the ground but
the blur breaks the the fall
i get up and kick the blur which is now a ball
and then soaring in the air it turns into
a spinning blur of black and white
Mikaela,
I only remember 1 and I think its this one,
to care for your writing
sorry I don't remember either
-Janine
Friday, November 23, 2007
Good Job!
Wow!
That was a really deep poem and it made a good sensory image.
I thought it was really nicely written.
-janine
Wow!
Mac,
Wow! What a deep peom! I was think it is one of the best poems on our blog!
I love those types of poems!
Marc L.
love and death
Humanities Homework
Humanities: 6B: prepare discussion notes for a response to the poem: "Seven in the Morning" for Mon.
Discuss in class
6A: Written response to presentation from author David Greenberg
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Aquatic Biomes
Hey Grade,
Does anyone know a good site for aquatic biomes? I think they are pretty hard to find, and it would be awsome if we could all share some sites!
Marc L.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Praise for Nini
Hey Janine,
Sweet poem!!!!!! Looking forward to hear more from Janine N. the Poet!
Marc L.
Nini's poem
Hi Nini,
You've chosen a topic that poets have been writing about for generations: inspiration!
You are beginning to develop your voice in your poems, which is a big step for writers. My challenge for you is to use every line and stanza break to your advantage. Some of your chosen words are so powerful that they deserve a line of their own. I'll leave you to choose which ones those are.
As always, thanks for sharing your work!
-Mr. G.
Bereshit/Yanshuf Subscription
Please discuss with your parents about this wonderful magazine in easy Hebrew and let me know by Friday if you are interested. You can see a sample at: http://www.hebrewtoday.com We are going to have a special group discount.
History Homework
For Tuesday Nov. 27th: Read chapter 5 in the book and work on chapter 5 in your workbook.
Ask your parents what is the origin of their ancastors.
Homework in Prophets
For Thursday Nov.22nd: Read Samuel 1 chapter 2 verses 27-36: What is the punishment of Eli's family?
Read Chapter 3 from you internet sites.
Idea poem
How do
You write a
Poem without an idea?
You cant
Pick up your
Pencil and scribble everywhere
You need
Inspiration to motivate
Yourself to start writing
Look around,
There’s new
Worlds you haven’t yet seen
Picture yourself
On a safari
Bus with other people
Navigate yourself
Into the ocean
With waves and dolphins
I can
Keep helping you
Picture yourself in places
But only
You can decide
What happens next. So
Trust yourself,
Let your eyes
Do all the thinking
-Janine Nifco
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
6B homework!
1. In-class poetry response every Mon.
2. Pink punctuation sheet (both sides) for either tomorrow or Wed.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Homework
Hi Mikaela,
we have the response to do on Victims,Perpetrators, helpers and bystanders. explain why people choose to be in this position and what the risks were for each one of them.
---Aviva
Saturday, November 17, 2007
LITTLE REDDY By: Marko FM
(Beep) (BEEP) (BEEP) Little red riding in the hood picked up her gun lazily (BANG!) (BEEP) (Beep) (Beep) “Come down for breakfast Little Reddy!” Called her half mom in a sweet voice.
Her real mom was killed in a fire.
“My name’s not Little Reddy! It’s Little Red Riding In The Hood!” shouted LRRITH.
“OK Little Reddy!” answered her mother.
“Ahhh!!! I hate you! You’re not even my real mom!!”
The name little red riding in the hood came from her being from the hood. She was a most wanted killer, a heavily tattooed, pierced person and a rapper.
She came down stairs in about five minuets and gobbled down some pancakes. While looking in the news paper she found an interesting article. “Grannie’s G’s escaped jail!!”Read the headline of the news paper. Little Red Riding In The Hood knew who Grannie's G’s was, so she called her on the phone
“Yo G’s, what’s up? I hear you got out!”
“Yeah I did. Hey! How would you like to come over to meet my mafia talk for half hour, then do a recording session?” She spoke in a very manly like voice.
“That sounds legit,” replied LRRITH
So with that Little Red Riding In The Hood started an escape plan. That night Little Red Riding In The Hood also called LRRITH got both of her totally custom made pistols and shot the end of the clothes line. Grabbing on to it and swung down. When she got to the end of the rope she jumped. She hit the wall with her ribs, and held in a scream. She climbed up then jumped down and made her escape.
When LRRITH landed on the ground, she landed in horse manure. With her face covered in horse manure she went to a bar that was in the middle of the forest she washed up and chugged some booze. After drinking a few beers she called Grannie’s G’s, but she could only leave a message. That message was, “ Hey G’s I’m coming.”
She didn’t know that she had been overheard by WOLF.
WOLF was 5 foot 4 and he thought he was a rap legend, he looked like a normal wolf with black and sliver hair and he was a gangster.
LRRITH walked out of the bar, but not alone. After a few minutes she began feeling that she is being followed. She looked to the left nothing. She looked to her right she saw a fat man trying to hide behind a tree. LRRITH took out her gun and shot the tree beside the fat man. He peaked out and said “Do you have cooties?”
“ No, yo, I don’t have cooties.” She says sighing
“Ok”
He came out and introduced himself with a Childs voice “Hi my names lumby lumby whats your name?” lumby lumby asks curiously.
“LRRITH. How old are you 38- 40? And how much do you weigh?”
“I am nine and I am one pound!!!”
“Right?” She said with confusion.
“Can I come with you?” he begged.
“Yo why do you want to follow me?” she asked with a question mark on her head.
“I want to have an adventure!” he said happily.
“Well……”
“O please! O please! O please! O please! O Please!” he said rapidly.
“OK! JUST STOP DOING THAT!!!!!!!!!!”
“Ok.” Answered Lumby Lumby.
When LRRITH turned her back Lumby Lumby said with an evil voice and an evil smile, “She has no idea! Hahaha!!!!
“Are you coming or not?” She demanded.
“Yes wait up please.”
That same day they got to Grannie’s G’s house. Her house looked like the house from Hansel and Gretel, but the owner was nowhere as sweet as the house. Grannie’s G’s was a ripped mafia leader with a godfather type of face. She always wore black glasses. While LRRITH was introducing Grannie’s G’s to lumby lumby, WOLF was calling the cops. Grannies G’s said, “Yo LRRITH, wanna meet my mafia?”
“Yo sure.”
From out of the door Cinderella, Snow White and The Three Little Pigs came. From the same door the cops came in 15 minutes later. Every one drew their weapons and were rampaging everywhere. While everyone was fighting LRRITH saw a huge diamond she spoke to her self, “take it. Don’t take it. Take it. Don’t take it. Take it. Take it. Take it.”
At the end she viciously took the diamond and ran away with lumby lumby. The fight ended when the cops retreated and the mafia found out what LRRITH did, that she stole the diamond. The WOLF went to the police station and heard “after we kill all of the were going to frame the wolf. While that LRRITH said to lumby lumby “Yo spill it out. I heard you!”
“Heard what?”
“That I have no idea that you are a ….COP!!!!” she retorted.
With that lumby lumby reached for his gun
“nanana” she taunted Lumby Lumby
LRRITH is holing Lumby Lumby’s gun,
“Darn!!!” he spat out
“Have any last words?”
“Yes actually I do. I wish you’d get ten grand when you go to heaven.”
With that LRRITH took a shot at lumby lumby but lumby lumby was to fat and the bullet bounced back. That’s when LRRITH got an idea.
She saw a lake. They were on a cliff. Suddenly she trips him and he swoops down into the water and drowns.
After that LRRITH caught up to WOLF on her way to the bar. He said, “sorry I called the cops on you, yo, want to team up with you to fight the cops?”
“Sure but were not only fighting the cops.”
“Who else.” Asked WOLF.
That’s when LRRITH showed WOLF the diamond.
When they get over to the bar LRRITH said, “it’s quiet too quiet.”
Then out of the shadows of the right the mafia starts shooting at them LRRITH and WOLF took cover. Then on the left the cops came and every one started shooting.
While LRRITH and the WOLF were aggressively fighting with guns the cops on the left the mafia on the right, out of no where, the witch from snow white comes pops out. She said in a snickering voice “Hello my deary. Would you like an apple?”
“Sure thanks.” Replied LRRITH.
LRRITH snatches the apple and thistly took a bite out of it, LRRITH started chocking. WOLF said “Yo witch!! You in the wrong story! That was LRRITH!!!”
“Oh then, sorry deary I thought it was Snow White.”
Snow White said “I’m over here”
“Oh” said the witch
After ten long and pain full minuets of chocking, wheezing and rolling on the floor LRRITH died. The cops started chasing the witch for murder but the witch soon found out that she didn’t have to run that she could just go back to her own story and now the cops run in circles.
WOLF went to jail and his punishment for ten hours a day for the rest of his life was to wear a Barney costume give candies to little wolves and sing, “I love you, you love me.” Lumby lumby loved his ten grand in heaven and LRRITH came back to life from hell for eating the apple again but was reborn in the middle of a telletuby commercial and she killed her self and every one lived happily ever after.
THE END
Social Responsibility
Social responsibility by: Marko FM Stereo typing people is totally wrong it causes hate, wars, suffering ect. It makes people feel like they are total strangers in their own land. That they haven’t lived there for years, decades and more. Like in the holocaust the Jews, Gypsies, handicapped and the African Europeans were convinced that they weren’t good enough for the world.
It is totally discriminating and wrong. But people don’t learn from their mistakes it seems there is a whole new holocaust this time not in Europe, but in Darfur. Many people are being killed because of religion.
I have a personal story of discrimination. My grandfather says that Native Americans are second class and that they aren’t as good as white people while he is half Indian. He doesn’t like to believe the truth and he always fights that his mom was not a Native American. Once he said that he would bring me a picture of her. When he did, he brought a black and white picture. He said “See, she’s white.” My dad told me that she was Native American. My dad tried to find out were his family came from then he asked his god father and he told him that she was Native American. My dad also saw were she grew up in and met his great aunt and she was Native America. When I asked my grandfather how is she white when her sister is Native American he said “But she’s not her sister.” Still to this day my grandfather doesn’t want to accept it. Yet still he tries to show me how great my family was, it’s not the nicest thing to do before saying hello or hi. Instead he says “look my great grandfather was the president of Mexico.” Then I have a huge discussion which I don’t want to have and at the end I just let it go after I tell him that Native Americans are not second class people.
As a consequence of this happening, if I hadn’t talked to my dad I would probably would start disliking Native Americans, and I would start having prejudices towards Native Americans.
THE END
Magee's mind
Hey guys, I'm writing a book and I want your honest opinion
thanx :)
Staring into the sunset out of my window on the last day of summer, wondering what my new school would be like this year, do they have a girls basketball team, will I be popular but what I was most curios of, was if there was bullying at my new school
Jumping with fear, I wake up to a very unpleasant sound, the sound of my noisy alarm clock. I walk over to the light switch and turned on the blinding lights and start to get dressed. ‘Magee, what do you want for breakfast honey!’ mom yelled from downstairs ‘I’ll have oatmeal mom’ I replied back. By the way my mom is the best of all moms, she bakes for me, and she plays with me, and she buy food to keep me healthy, and if you’re wondering about my dad, um, he lives in England with my step-mom because my parents got divorced when I was three.
On my way to the first day of school my mom and I are discussing our expectations of the new school that I’m going to. While we reach the school I kiss my mom goodbye and walked into the building with mixed emotions.
After the anthems the class sat down into their desks and everybody introduced themselves by saying their name, where they are from and what their favorite food is. When it was my turn I started to say ‘My name is Magee Anderso-‘That name sounds like your eighty years old!’ a girl behind me blurted out ‘Quiet Carla or you will be sent out,” Ms. Marks (my teacher) said, trying to ignore the interruption I continued ‘I’m from north Arizona and moved to Vancouver at the end of last summer,’ ‘No wonder you have that annoying accent!’ the girl behind me yelled across the room again ‘I’m warning you Carla,’ Ms. Marks demanded with more of a harsher tone, crossing my fingers not to be interrupted again I carry on ‘And my favorite food is deep fried banana’s ‘Ha! Your name stinks as much as what you eat, loser’ Carla interrupted once more and this time the whole class burst out laughing ‘OUT OF MY CLASSROOM NOW CARLA MARTIN!’ yelled Ms. Marks.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Message to Arieh from Marc L.
Great Poetic piece Arieh! I suggest you put that one in your published book! From you classmate!, Marc L.
Message from Doreen
You cannot "contrive" to write
a poem.
The poem will instantly take notice
and lash back at you.
It will transform itself into a blob
of words that are not worthy
even for your pet chihuahua.
You must write a poem
with a natural thrust of the heart.
Crystalline, translucent words
will pour forth into an arrangement
that was meant to be since the age
of the dinosaurs.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
assembly
hey grade 6s you should be so proud of yourselves for doing such a good job in the assembly every time i walk down the hallway a teacher tells me you and your grade
did a fantastic job.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Free rice
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War Poem
War Poem
Suffer the pain
Not even making a gain
Doing it in vein
Wondering if I’m sane
I don’t know why they allow
They even get a bow
From their priest
Who believes in letting out a beast
Children are dying
People are crying
Are we blind
Forgetting they’re not kind
To the people they kill
Up on a hill
With a camera on
Showing it to the world at dawn
Suffer the pain
Not even making a gain
Doing it in vein
Wondering if I’m sane
We sit here like mice
Gambling with our dice
We’re so egotistical
Watching them be like a bull
Going in the battle ring
Thinking that they’re the king
Using all they got
Shot after shot after shot after shot
No day goes bye
Without people who die
From the hands of others
Sometimes even brothers
Suffer the pain
Not even making a gain
Doing it in vein
Wondering if I’m sane
Why oh why
Do these people die
We hear them cry
All they do is lie
The world may change
We’ll get them in range
Get this world back in shape
And protect it with a cape
But until that day
We must remember some lay
On the ground
Trying to survive like a lonely blood hound
Suffer the pain
Not even making a gain
Doing it in vein
Wondering if I’m sane
By: Arieh Leon Dales 6A
Note from Ms. St. Helene
Dear Mr. G and Grade Six Students,
I wanted to begin by thanking all of you for one of the most meaningful and conceptually beautiful assemblies I personally have ever seen. Thank you for honouring the fallen soldiers and for reflecting in such a touching way, on the events of Kristallnacht. You captured the solemnity of this occasion with thoughtfulness and maturity and you left us all with pause for thought. You should all be incredibly proud of your sense of purpose and your dedication. The school truly appreciates your efforts. On behalf of all of us on the administration team, thank you.
Sincerely,
Ms St. Helene
Monday, November 12, 2007
Dolphins poem by Horace Dobbs
Pushing through green waters
Symbol of joy
You leap from the depths
To touch the sky
Scattering spray
Like handfuls of jewels
Not caged by union rules
Unfettered by sales targets
No trains or planes to catch
Your time is set by the flow
Of the sea's tides
And the moon's glow
You give us images of ecstasy
That we lock away
Behind the doors of memory
For quiet moments
when released from our possessions
We dream of a freedom like yours
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Homework
No poetry responses due for next week. Please make sure you hand in your rough drafts and peer editing sheets if you haven't already done so.
Mr. G.
Message from Ms. Leisen
Dear Grade Six,
I wanted to tell you how moved I was by your Remembrance Day assembly. I honestly can't remember one even coming close to this. Your speaking was so impressive, so mature and each of you had me spellbound. It was obvious that you spent an enormous amount of time and attention to detail, and it showed. I loved the imagery on the screen and was captivated by your focus and commitment to excellence. Your personal stories made it so much more meaningful. Your work and performance was such a tribute to not only those who have died defending us, (my uncle being one) but to those who are still defending ours and other's freedoms today. Be proud. You were outstanding.
Ms. Leisen
Friday, November 9, 2007
Note From Mr.G.
Dear Grade Six Students,
This afternoon, after our assembly, I was approached by many students, parents and staff of VTT who were so very impressed and moved by your assembly. The true beauty is how each of you contributed with your own styles and in different ways and came together to create a show that was truly a gift to the entire school.
You've made a strong impression on many people today, and have proven that you are truly leaders and role models in the school. As always, it's a pleasure to work with you. Today, the school was able to see the just some of the amazing things that you do each and every day.
Mr. G.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Remembrance Day
Dear students,
Thank-you for all of your hard work and dedication to tomorrow's assembly. Please remember to dress in black and to wear a poppy.
-Mr. G.
braces
hey everyone i just got my braces off im so happy but my gums are so swollen so it looks really weird!
Melody
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
remembrance day
hey mr.G are parents allowed to come to the assembely and what time is it at
-mikaela
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Homework 6A
Poetry Response due on Tuesday
Time Line due on Thursday
Looking for comic book donations for our class
WOW!
Wow, the site looks great. Keep posting your work for others to admire. It will be a mile long.
Monday, November 5, 2007
poem response
Poetry response on Pre-Judged
I thought that Glassman wrote a poem almost like fat man, because Glassman starts off saying ‘He walks by empty handed, He is wearing nothing, but a tattered rag,’ and then ends off with the same thing. Glassman’s poem has a huge twist, because for the first 5 paragraphs you’re thinking that guy is freaky, it almost sends a chill down your back, and for the last 2 paragraphs, you think of him as a kind loving person that can’t afford a home. It really emphasizes that he’s a nice man, because he’s homeless and a 20 dollar bill is a lot for a homeless guy. This poem is free verse, and has 7 stanzas. All in all a 4.75/5.
Friday, November 2, 2007
Bayle's Israel Adventure
Hey, I am back in Vancouver and I am going to come back to school on Monday!!!
I am sorry that I did not get to post that much about my trip but I didn't have time to.
After we were in Jerusalem we went to Eilat. I went to this place called 'King City'. It is an amusement park. I went through all of the sections. The theme of the place is all about Jewish Kings. There was a water ride called Samson's rapids, a bible cave, a 4d movie and an illusion room.
Samson's rapids is a watter ride. While you are on the boat you learn about Samson and then you go down a big drop and get wet! it was a lot of fun:)
In the bible cave you walk through tunels and stop when you see a certain light. You press a button for English or Hebrew and then you hear a shortened version of a bible story like the tower of babel or Adam and Eve.
The 4d movie was all about ancient Egypt. It is really cool because in one part of the movie there are a bunch of baby crocodiles on the screen and they look like they are coming to get you. They seem to pass right through you and while that is happening you feel little bumps and tickles on your ankles. Creepy!
The illusion room has a lot of fun things to do. There is one thing were you sit on a chair and try to pull your self up to the top with a rope. It is really hard. There is also a tube and you talk through it and then a person at the other side of the room talks back. The illusion room is kind of like Science World.
After Eilat we went back to Jerusalem. We stayed with friends. One day when my Dad had meetings I went to school with my friend Aviva. She goes to a school called Horev. It is a religious school. So religious that girls and boys can't be in the same class or the same building! And...they are not even allowed to talk to each other at recess. My friend and I broke that rule.
I met some nice kids at the school. It was really hard to understand all the Hebrew that was going on. Everyone spoke soooo fast. The teachers were ok. School started at 8:00 and went until 3:15. After school we went to a Makolet for a snack. We got a chocolate bar. Then we walked home
I had a great trip to Israel. I traveled around, I visited friends and I ate A LOT of great food. I can't wait to go back.
Bayle
Thursday, November 1, 2007
time-line
hi Mr.G sorry but i cant read anything on the time line it is all blurry
-mikaela
Hi Mikaela, If the video is too blurry to read try pressing the "menu" button to make the display smaller but sharper.
-Mr. G.
Your WWII time lines available on Youtube!
Our time line is available here: (hit "pause" if you need to view specific parts)
If the large view is blurry, push the "Menu" button to make the display smaller and sharper.
6A:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=Isa6agwbD2Y
6B:
http://youtube.com/v/ebdkATMxX1E
Homework 6A
One Poetry response due on Tuesday
Fairy Tale final copy due Monday
Time line due on Thursday
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
POETRY RESPONSE: NEW EYES
October 28, 2007
Aviva 6A
POETRY RESPONSE: NEW EYES
The poem New Eyes was a very descriptive and well written poem. I thought that Adrienne Jaeger did such a fine job with the change of heart she used. This poem really helped me to write my own poem using the same technique. When she said “I spy books scattered through his pile of belongings, But each with a tattered binding or missing cover, but every page well loved” I thought this was very creative. It came to my mind right away that he was looking around for books since he loved to read, instead of begging for money.
I especially liked the beginning. It gave me a perfect mental picture of a crowded hot day on Madison Avenue. Then at the end she repeated the beginning again but differently. The ending lines were very much the same as the start of the poem, but with the new idea of “looking ahead with new eyes”. The first time I read the poem I did not see the last sentence “with new eyes”. Then when Mr. Gelmon read it I had a totally different perspective of the poem. You might say I saw it, “with new eyes.”
One of my favorite stanzas is the third one because Adrienne Jaeger described the man so well that you knew right away that he was a homeless and grubby guy. Then she explained him even better in the fourth stanza. This helped me understand that he was a frustrated careless guy. But then I read the fifth and sixth stanzas and noticed he actually is not a grubby boring homeless gut but a guy who loves to read.
I enjoyed how Adrienne Jaeger wrote this poem. After finishing it I was really inspired to right my own poems.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Poem response on dolphins at sea
Poetry Response on Dolphins at Sea
I thought that Nifco wrote a poem with a twist, because for the first 3 stanzas it was just like relaxing on the beach, and the last 4 stanzas it was like seeing something terrible.
When Nifco says swim away, In the 2nd stanza she puts a huge line break in, I think that when Nifco does that first you think of a dolphin swimming around near the beach, and then you think of a dolphin going away from the beach. Nifco does the same thing in the 3rd stanza, when she writes racecar and jump. Nifco also repeats the 1st stanza twice. The only part I didn’t understand was the last stanza. This poem was free verse, and had 7 stanzas. I rate it a 4.5 out of 5. It’s a great poem.
Friday, October 26, 2007
I am in Israel!!!!
hey everyone!
i am sorry that i have not posted anything before this but my dad would not pay for internet in the hotel!
it is almost shabbat so i have to hurry (its 4:10 pm now).i have gone to a lot of places in israel like the kotel, tel aviv and two museums. i have also been to a lot of great kosher meat restaurants! i am having a lot of fun in israel playing with friends and just hanging out with my friend aviva miller. i am going to eilat after shabbat (on sunday) i will try to post somthing while i am in eilat so until then bye bye!
Bayle
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Homework 6A
Poetry Response due on Tuesday.
Completed planning sheet due this Friday.
Our class is looking for loans donations of comic books
Sit
My aunt says that where you
stand depends on where you
sit.
I don’t get it, I say,
confused.
Auntie asks,
You know the girl who always cries in class?
Yes, I say, thinking how she is so
babyish.
Her parents are getting divorced.
Oh, I say,
feeling bad for her.
And you know that boy who
always pushes or hits you?
Yes, I say,
thinking how that boy is such a meanie.
He likes you.
Oh, I say, feeling a bit
uncomfortable.
And you know how your dad laughs like
a monkey sometimes?
Yes I say, thinking how he can be
so embarrassing.
He does that when he’s nervous.
Oh, I say,
thinking about how anxious he can get.
And you know the girl who
always gets perfect in everything?
Yes, I say,
thinking how annoying she can be.
She loses sleep worrying about
everything.
Oh, I say,
thinking how awful that must be.
And you know the boy who always
blames you for something he does?
Yes, I say, thinking how
self-centered he can be.
He has health issues.
Oh, I say,
thinking how hard it must be for him.
You know the teacher who always
criticizes you?
Yes, I say, thinking how she can be
a meanie, too.
She does that because she knows
you can do better.
Oh, I say,
thinking how sort of nice that is.
And then I tell my aunt
that maybe there are times
when it’s a good idea
to move chairs
Sit somewhere else, you know?
Fanny
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Drug addict (prejudice poem)
I catch a glimpse of a man
trying to get money
he had a cigarette
perched in his mouth
But the man was carrying a bag with letters on it
inside a bit of money
he's what I call a drug addict-
a drug addict who asks for money
a drug addict who is dirty
a drug addict who doesn't care about life but only drugs
he turns and faces me
he looks away
as he sees my eyes
I pass the drug addict quickly, with disgust
wandering why he wonted money
was it for drugs?
when I look back with the question in mind
my jaw jrops when I see the letters on the bag:
money for cancer research.
I catch a glimpse of a man
trying to get money
he had a cigarette
perched in his mouth
he was collecting money
he was saving a life
Isabelle's Speech Of 2007
My speech by Isabelle
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Close your eyes and imagine this.
Villages are being destroyed, 1 ½ - 2,000,000 people are being driven out of their homes and at least 180,000 innocent people have been killed. Many of them have been women and children.
Thousands are fleeing to refugee camps only to find themselves hungry and more ill.
Now OPEN your eyes and ask yourself this question.
Does this sound familiar? Does this remind you of what the Jews went through during the 2nd World War. It sure sounds familiar to me.
Good evening. My name is Isabelle. I have just mentioned in part what is happening in Darfur right now.
Right now as we sit here in this wonderful country of Canada.
The people of Darfur are suffering a terrible fate and we are doing NOTHING about it. Sound familiar – This is what Canada and the rest of the world did during the Holocaust – Absolutely Nothing – While over 6 million Jews were being killed.
Just like the Nazis did during the holocaust –
The Junjaweed (who is rebel group in Darfur) are trying to wipe out all the Sudanese people in Darfur. And for what reason? Just because they are not of the same religion and have different beliefs.
We as Jews can’t close our eyes to such a tragedy. It is especially important that we immediately come to the assistance and help the people of Darfur. We must show the world that we not only believe in looking after our own people but also those around the world who require our assistance no matter what religion or race. We know how it feels to be ignored by the world and surely we can’t ignore those people in need.
The Sudanese have no sanitation, no food, no water and are living in terrible conditions.
The Jews in the Warsaw Ghetto were forced to live in similar conditions.
They also have nobody at their side because the Junjaweed is supported by the Sudanese government and they are also killing native Africans.
Sure sounds familiar! The Jews of Germany had no one to turn to, as Hitler was the Government.
From what you can see – It appears like history IS repeating itself and the rest of the world is doing nothing about it. Lets NOT let this happen and set an example for the world.
I thank you for listening to my speech and hope you enjoyed it!
