Free verse poem

Two boys, Sean and Bean,
knew each other since the dawn of school,
great get-alongs they were, like the zodiacs dog and tiger,
many jokes they would make, making people go hyena,
brightest of youngsters they were,
under summer's bright yellow sunshine,
both kicked and passed and dribbled,
till the expanse of black with shinining silver spots dominated,
time flied by,
school got high
new friends came by,
which lessened the two pals' friendship as days said by,
Bean hung out with a group so mean,
they were known as the school gang whos numbers weren't lean,
despicable words written, made the white wall so sad,
done and said were all but bad,
bashing underclassmen's foods,
stealing peoples valuables,
hitting innocent students,
chanting words so foul,
done and said was all but bad,
even to the poor old pal Sean,
done and said were all but bad
now the tables turned over to Bean,
for these friends were a cold gang,
they stroke Bean with a big bang,
was beaten, sweared upon,
made fun of,
the gang threw him out,
they didn't want him, like male lions seeing intruders
now bean was no more,
in the realm of friends,
he sat in a chair,
with countless bruises,
and bygone memories flowed,
"no use" said Bean,
and as he wept,
there came Sean,
Bean thought he knew and acted away
but to his surprise,
it was Sean, just taller and grown,
"hang out with me and my new friends", said Sean,

Shakespearean sonnet

Once, there was a beastly, ugly, menace,
who

Haikus

Eats the shining sun,
features is to Darwin's thing,
drinks the falling rain

the deep roots give birth,
leaves grow like sons and daughters,
a fertile tree stands,

the leaves turn yellow,
the leaves fall, by by a time,
a generation comes,

It startes at morning,
sun till black, have you looked back?,
time flies, a gold time

Morning and class time
ball and field, heaven then down,
bad moment, heart was blue

laughfter, jokes, and sports,
the water of our freindship,
till our own paths

Nov 17th writing class

Today, Mrs Gunther gave us a powerpoint presentation on learning styles. Unfortunately, I fell asleep and so forth, I can't recall on her teachings. After that, I continued on with what I did last class which was to color in boxes. This time, for can do's and can't do's.

Writing 1 class 15th of November

Today, we received a blue book that had the codes for many careers. What I recently thought about my career was being a farmer. Despite the fact that I got my interests away from this subject, Mrs Gunther said it was ok and I wrote the code for this type of farming. Although I'm not sure of wether it was from the same book or not, I colored in likes and dislikes for many things. It was t oget me more ready for our career writing.

Talents

God says we all have talents. Define talents:

Talent is something that we do well at and almost naturally. Having a talent in something may most likely mean that you like the thing very much, that you're devoted to it. Its an area where you are the expert.

What do you think are your particular talents:

Although there are things that I am good at, I don't think that any one of them can be fully considered as my talents becuase although I can be good at them, I am not the one that does those things in parallel to what I used to define talent above.