Podcast: "The Race"

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5th Grade Poem

AABBCCDDEEFFGGHH POEM
BY: KYEARAH
I am so pretty
I love spaghetti
I use to play the clarinet
I hate the smell of burning cigarettes
I am very athletic
I want to work at a cosmetic counter
My little sister is seven
My big sister is eleven
I always have a question
My mom has a suggestion
I am very clever
My sister says whatever
My brother says ghetto
My grandfather likes the house meadow
I want my mom to deep-fry my chicken
I hope spy’s don’t cry, lie, or say bulls eye

I Like To Go To The Park

The Bunny

Grade: 1st
Class: Ms. Manley

Teacher Story!!!!!

We have a special story today from a Holaway Teacher. Mr. Kreamer will leave you wanting more. Enjoy!

The Race…

The suitcase had to make it; for her life depended on it. The train was packed and we watched over it with the weariness of a new mother with an infant. “We don’t have much time” Jane said. “We’ll make it” I said. We had to.

The train kept rolling along as steadily as a heartbeat. Babies cried and mothers tried to hush them. A man dozed off, attempting to escape the crowded train. “How much long” I asked. Jane pulled out the dusty map from her oversized duffel bag; the same map that got us into all this mess. “From the looks of it, about 30 more miles” Jane answered, unsure of herself. I glanced over her shoulder and looked myself. As my eyes found the trail, the memories all came back.

“Yeah and only 20 minutes to get there,” I answered. “It will take a miracle.”

I glanced back out the window and as I did so, I noticed a man from the corner of my eye. He was fair skinned, tall with jet black hair, and a mustache that hadn’t been trimmed for weeks. He was sitting across the aisle, with his dark eyes focused on the map, then the suitcase, and back to the map. I forgot the beautiful scenery whizzing by and diverted my attention to the new stimuli. Slowly, I tried to signal Jane to put away the map without causing too much notice. He looked like them, and was probably as brainwashed and confused.

Jane, engulfed in mapping our puzzling memories, was oblivious to our new stranger. “Once we get there, we will have to head north then west to reach the Devil’s Point.” “Not now” I said as unnoticeably as possible. I reached my hand to Jane’s, still engulfed in our map. We made contact and I startled her.

It was then that she noticed our new found observer. She looked up and tried to fold the map quickly. My hand reached for the suitcase.

All of a sudden the lights went out; the train lurched forward, and died on the tracks. Screams were heard by the surrounding mountainside. I tightened my grip on the suitcase and reached for Jan’s hand. I found a petite, smooth, female hand and rushed to the fingers to see if it was Jane’s; for if it is she would have her luck emerald ring on. Hastily I searched for the ring, but my fingers found nothing. I tried to call out, but my voice was as gone as the light.

The conductor tried to speak through the static and hysteria, but was clear as heavy fog. The lights flickered on off then stayed on. I could hear the engine roaring, attempting to start.
Once we started, reality set in. I came to and tightened both my grips. “Oww my hand” came a tiny voice. I glanced over and found Jane’s hand was not in mine. It belonged to a very distraught little girl who was wanting me to relieve her pain. “Sorry” I muttered and released her hand.

Jane automatically invaded the forefront of my thoughts. Where was she, where was her bad, where was the map? I scanned the room, interrogating everybody with my eyes. Why would Jane get up? Why would she leave her seat? We were a team, in this together. While my mind raced for her and the answer, I remembered the most important piece of equipment, the briefcase. I reached for it and finding it on the floor, again regained my death grip.
My eyes resumed the desperate search for my esteemed colleague. I could not find her. My mind thought about going to look for her, but I would not want to risk losing my seat. Last seat last row against the wall. Nobody to sneak up on us. Jane found the seat, “This is perfect” she said as we sat down. Where was she? Again, I scanned the train car, wishing I could again meet those emerald green eyes of hers. My mind started facing again; the map, the meeting point, Stacey. Poor Stacey, for it would be her life that the briefcase would determine.

The train leapt forward and again we were moving. My eyes were sear5ching and found not who I was looking for. It was the curious stranger, though he moved a couple of rows ahead of me. While I studied this new fact, my eyes started wandering over the crowd.

That’s when I saw her; the familiar pony tail, the beige coat thrown together and covered in patches, the pink hair tied. Janie, I found her, but why had she moved? I noticed an empty seat next to Jane and decided to make my move.

I got up and started walking towards the empty seat. The curious stranger also rose from his sea, as if we had planned it, and walked towards Jane. I froze for a second and watched him walk to the front of the car. “Huh, maybe he is not who I thought he was” I said. I moved along the aisle and reached Jane. “May I sit please?” I asked. Jane looked up at me with a strange curiosity, almost as if to say, “How did you find me here?”

Kindergarten Writes!

Class: Muller

Grade: K

Assignment: Journal Writing

A True Dream

Titanic

Grade: 1st Grade
Class: Harland

I Have a Dream...

Grade: 5th

Assignment: Write one sentence as a reaction to current newspaper articles

I have a dream...

I have a dream that there would be no more people dying or killing others and that people would help clean up the world to be a better place.

I have a dream that the world will stop killing people and stop wars.

I have a dream that everybody that lives on Earth would never fight so that we can live in peace.

I have a dream that for once in my young life I can wake up and walk outside without being afraid of someone getting me....oh how that would be so great.

Thanksgiving

Grade: 5th
Class: Labuda

Into the oven the turkey goes
I can smell the goodness with my nose

My grandma is making mashed potato
While my dad is cutting up tomatoes

From the corner of my eye
I spy a slice of pumpkin pie

DING goes the timer the turkey is done
We will sit down to eat and later have some fun

All the games that we will play
Revolve around Thanksgiving Day

To all that are happy
Have a joyful Thanksgiving---like me

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I can't believe it's today
I can't believe its Thanksgiving Day
It is not a day to feel bad and grey
It is a day to give thanks and praise
So listen to what I have to say
The only way to have a perfect day
Is to should and scream "HOORAY"
Plus say things you have to say

Its a day to be happy and good
Not a day to be evil and rude
Don't have your mouth open while chewing food
Do not be in a bad mood
Down by the pond where I stood
A fish jumped out in a good mood
So be like the fish
and fulfill Thanksgiving wish.

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T is for Thanks, the great family, thanksgiving and the great time
U is for Understanding all about the great food
R is for the delicious Roast
K is for how great the Kitchen smell is
E is for the Dallas Cowboys great Entertainment
Y is for You, Mom and Dad. For making every great thing happen in life

Lual Remembers...

One day, I went to the jungle. I saw a tiger, but the tiger didn't see me. I saw the tiger. He was eating something. At first, I hid by the tree so he wouldn't see me. I was so scared. I saw a lion running toward me. The lion lunged at me and I fell to the ground. The lion jumped over me to eat the tiger. They were chasing each other. The lion wanted to eat the tiger, but the tiger didn't want to be eaten. When I saw them running away, I got up from the ground. I looked and a bird flew right into my hand. That bird became my friend.

My family was coming to the United States. My Mom told me, "W are leaving Africa." I was so sad because I would miss my bird. When I first came to America, I went to Prince Elementary School. I was in teh third grade. I had a neighbor who became my friend. Then we were moving again to Park Ave. I was going to the park with my brothers. We were riding bikes. I saw Holaway. It was a good school I came to Holaway in fourth grade. I liked my teacher and I liked all the students in my class. I saw two kids. Their names were Alex and Luis. those two students became my best friends.

I came to fifth grade with some students in my class. I take the bus every dasy. My teacher is a great teacher. She lets us play kickball every Friday. On Halloween day, we had a great party. We had popcorn and we watched a movie on the Smart Board. Our teacher said we have to do a word search and coloring. In the other room, I colored a monster. In my class, we were doing math and we had a contest to show our costume. There were three judges and the prize was a big, long candy. After that, we all thanked our principal because he let us have the party.

This Monday, we are going to a museum to see paintings and do activities. I am so excited about the trip. Then on April 18, we are going to Biztown. We have to sell some certificates to raise money for more field trips.

Interview pt. 3

We asked Ms. Manley 4 questions.

1) Q.Would you rather live in a beautiful house and have an ugly car or have an ugly house and beautiful car?

A. Oh that is easy! A beautiful house and an ugly car.

2) Q. Would you rather be gossiped about or never talked about at all? (no one knows you)

A. Well, since you put it that way...I rather be gossiped about!

3) Q. Would you rather always lose or never play?

A. Wow! (eyes blinking) That is a hard one. (sigh) I'd have to go with always lose.

4) Q. Would you rather have one wish now, or wait 10 years for 3 wishes?

A. (looks around) I think I'm going to have to wait 10 years for 3 wishes.

Interview pt. 2

Once we asked Mrs. Labuda a few silly questions.
1. Would you rather eat a bar of soap or drink the bottle of dish soap? She replied, “I’d rather eat a bar of soap.” According to her story she had experience from when she was little.
2. The second question we asked was, “Would you rather be called racist or be a traitor to your country?” She spent almost an hour thinking about it. Her answer was… she would rather be racist. (If I was the one answering that question I think I would take a long time too.)
3. Next question was… “Would you rather give up your daughter or husband?” She quickly said, “Husband.”
4. The fourth question was… “Would you rather watch a dog eat his own throw up or a baby throw up on you?!” She thought for a second… and replied, “I would rather watch a dog eat his own throw up.”
That was a lot of questions to ask Ms. Labuda. She really thought hard to answer them.

Media Arts Interview

Ms. Colvin interview By Luz and Sarah

Question: If you could pick between a million dollars and true love which would you pick?
Answer: I would pick 1 million dollars!

Question: Would you rather be a traitor to your country or be called racist?
Answer: I would rather be called a traitor!

Question: Would you rather always lose or never play?
Answer: I would rather always lose!

Question: Would you rather forget everyone else or forget yourself?
Answer: I would rather forget everyone else.

4th Grade

Assignment: Take a photo of "Fall" and write a reflection

Grade: 4th

Fall and Change

Fall is like a breath of fresh air,

Fall is a ball!

Fall is like a yellowish, redish, and orangish wonderland

fall is ball!

Fall is like dry leaves,
Fall is a ball!

Fall is full or change,

Fall I love, what a great thing!

fall is a ball

Fall is like a nice day outside,

Fall is a ball!

by Andrea, Marissa, Vincent, and Neyongere

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Changes

We took a picutre of a dead leaf, and then leaves from a tree that was green. The green leaves were much prettier, and had more excitement. The dead leaf didn't have any joy to it. In fall the leaves change colors to orange and yellow, maybe red. But in spring, the leaves stay on the trees, and they stay green. Evergreen trees stay green throughout the year.

by Ulises, Anissa, and Karisma

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It is fall.

It is windy and nice.

Clear.

All we know is that it is here.

All the leaves are falling down

and coolder here in town.

by Tessa, and Flora

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2nd Grade Halloween

It I slowold a pukin it will tast gros and slimey. and I will be fat and it will be big it will smel like garbie. the stem will pok my stumik and I wold have a stumikake

by Jaysyn

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I was counting my Haloween candy. When all of asudden I herd a crash The crash came from my room. I went to my room noting was tar. and Then I herd The sawnd agin. This time it came from the liveing room. I got out of the room. it was a gout The gout went boo. I was skard. Then the gout was Agry when I scrym.

by Melissa

2nd Grade Journal Writing

Dear Ms. H,

you are The bes't Trech In the wlord. p.s. you look nice to day. by The wa wat are you dagoin. I navr want to lev you. I will miss you.

by Taylor
October 4, 2007

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The sakt park has ramps loos of them there is a hi hi ramp! I did a 360 off the hugj ramp. it was cool

by Taylor

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4th Grade

Grade: 4th

Today in Mrs. Clark's clas we made costumes for Halloween. We used paper and crayola. I was a blue M&M. We walked to the office. We said, "Trick or treat!" They gave us candy.

by Niyongere

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Haunted Writings

Assignment: 1st person Halloween narrative
Grade: 5th


“Boo!” One of the big boys said at me as I walked past them. One shouted behind him, “Don’t get scared of the house on 31st street!” I’ve never been near that house because people go in and never come out. Today I was determined to go into that house. I started walking up the street and stopped at the gate that lead up the stairs to the scary house. I opened the gate, walked up the steps, and opened the door. I walked in and the first thing I saw was a big bag. I walked up to it and the door shut behind me. I ran back but it was locked. “Oh no,” I cried. “I’m locked in forever!”

By Chelsea

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Hi. My name is Chris. Today is Halloween and I’m trick or treating around the block. My parents told me not to go to the house at the end of the street. They said I should never go there. I’m not sure why. Who really cares?
Later on that night I walked around the block. I was wondering if the houses at the end of the street give out candy. I started walking to the end. I knocked but nobody answered. I knocked again and the door opened. Then I said, “Trick or treat!” I heard a woman’s voice say, “Happy Halloween.” I saw her. She was dressed like a witch.
Finally I walked home and told my dad that I went to the house at the end. They wanted to know how much candy I go from them. I told him around 20 pieces. Then they wanted to know how many total I had. I said, “120.”
I never got in trouble for visiting the house at the end of the street. I did get to eat a lot of candy!

By Roman

Favorite Team

Assignment: Free writing
Grade: 5th
Class: Labuda

MY FAVORITE TEAM

MY favorite team is the PITTSBURGH STEELERS. Last year they won the super bowl against the Indianapolis Colts. The score was Colts 23 Steelers 42. My star last year was Jerome Bettis. This year is Ben Roethlisburger, Hines Ward and Troy Polomalu.
Troy’s sacks were 87 last year. He had about 4 or 5 sacks a game. Last year Jerome bettis and Hines Ward were the star players. This year I hope they make it to the playoffs.

by Roman

Dear Dad

Assignment: Write a persuasive letter from a fictional story starter
Grade: 5th
Class: Labuda

Dear Dad,
I’m going to put this in the nicest way I can. You know how were moving to Alaska, well you must be off your rocker because if we move we will leave everyone we know and love. Besides, if we move I will be forced to start at a new school and you know how I feel about starting at a new school. Why do we have to move?
It’s so cold in Alaska. If we go fishing by the time we get there the fish will be frozen inside out. Please dad, I don’t want to move to Alaska because we both know we don’t want to leave our friends and family. Please think about it so you can make up your mind. If we do move don’t get up on the wrong side of the bed because it’s below zero in the morning because you already new it was coming.
You told me you’ve been there, you said it was beautiful there but it got chilly in the mornings. I’m not a cold person, remember? Ever sense I went outside to play in the snow that had fallen, my hand is numb just thinking about it. I can still remember my hands, ice cold, in the nice hot water you put them in. As the numbness slowly disappeared in my hands, they slowly came back to life. The blood in my hands started flowing again.
I guess there is one thing that’s good about moving to Alaska, we won’t sweat as much as we do here. It’s really hot in Tucson but it’s not hot in Alaska. Alaska has streams and big rivers; Tucson has not one stream or river. Alaska is not that bad but I still don’t want to move, do you really have to get that job?


Your disappointed daughter,
Chelsea

5th Grade Writing

Assignment: Write a Halloween story from the 1st or 3rd person
Grade: 5th
Class: Kreamer & Labuda

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It was Halloween night and I was so excited to finally go trick or treating. I collected so much candy but there was one more house to go to. People say it’s haunted, but I went and rang the doorbell. The door opened by itself so I went inside. I walked in a few steps and the door closed behind me. It was dark and scary and very dusty inside but I went in…

by Andrew

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On a spooky night a day before Halloween I went into my room and laid out my clothes for the next day. As I lay down on my bed I watched my clothes slowly rise into thin air. I tried to hide but my whole room was upside down. Before I knew it I screamed, “HELP!!!!” But nobody came. I began to hear, “They cant here you!”

“Why…why not?”
“Because they just can’t. Come with me and you will live forever!”
“But that’s impossible.”
“Just come my child.”
“Ok.”

From that day on I was never seen again.

by Sarah

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One day I went trick or treating. My parents told me to not to go to the big house at the end of the street. I snuck out of my house and went to the big house anyway. My friends told me that the big house was haunted. When my friends and I got to the haunted house, my friends and I heard somebody screaming inside. The door was open and we heard a lot of noises. Then we went upstairs and heard then sound of a teeny baby crying her eyes out. We went to the room where the baby was crying and there was nothing there. We heard men coming up the stairs saying, “I’m coming to get you!” We ran down the stairs as fast as we could and ran right out the door. We never went to that house ever again.


by Luis

Writing in Action