Friday, December 12, 2014

O'Neill

A big green shamrock
lies on the street.
Painted once a year,
to shine again.
Tradition.
An original Irish town.
The World's Largest Shamrock,
In the communities hands.

Concrete Poem

Oh
Christmas
Caring and 
Giving is what
You're all about.
Blessings,
Being thankful.
A time with family
and friends. A time to 
celebrate Jesus, because
he let us live. Be thankful
for your life,
to be here today.
To have a great home
food, and people in your
life. It's a time for presents,
A break, and surprises. Surprises
are in the air. On
Christmas Day, decor
shines throughout homes
around a neighborhood. And 
everyone knows it's a time to be
 happy. To never forget its meaning
Jesus died
just so you
could live


Persona Poem


Nebraska

There is no place like Nebraska.
Land full of crops
and animals, and
Open plains.
Not only full of them,
Known for them.
A symbol of Nebraska.
Peaceful.
Welcoming.
There certainly is no place like Nebraska.

Friday, December 5, 2014

Friendship

Friends come and go,
As other friendships grow.

A friend is always there,
Because they always care.

My friends are there for me,
Soon, you will see.

As friends make their way,
True friends, will always stay.

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Friendship is an Ionic Bond

The stronger it gets, 
The longer it lasts. 

Bonded together is 
Hard to get apart, to break.

Always with is 
Always there. 

Opposites attract.

Friendship can
Be positive, or
Even negative.

A compound,
A bond. 

A cloud of things,
try to break it apart, 
but a bond so strong, 
can't break.

Friends are different,
in many ways,
good friends, bad friends, 
are kind of the same. 

Friendship is a bond, 
a unit, just one. 






Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Summer

5 Senses Poem

Walking out into
The humid sunny
Air. Smells of flowers,
And nature erupt you.

Flowers, everywhere. Grass,
As green as could be. 
The outdoors filled with
Kids playing. Tress filled
With leaves, and sidewalks
Filled with shade.

Birds chirping fill your 
Ears. You feel splashing,
Hear splashing water, pool
Filled with kids. Take a 
Drink of lemonade, don't 
Forget the ice cubes

Summer tastes. It reminds 
Me of ice-cream, cool,
Until
It
  Melts

Found Poems

Words from Elie Wiesel, The Perils of Indifference

 A heart,
Would never be
Free again.
Now a new one
stands before you. 
Of course,
I would give
It to you.
For who can
I
Hand it to?

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Acrostic Poem

Bust your tail
As hard as you can
So you don't let your teammates down
Keep working hard
Enjoy every second
To prove a point
But to never give up
All together, as a team
Live as one, work as one
Love the game

Name Poem

MaKenzie
It means athletic, kind, and smart
It is the number four 
It is like a bright, happy, and joyful color
It is playing sports with my friends
It is the memory of my old and new coaches
Who taught me persistence and to not back down
When they make me work my hardest
My name is MaKenzie
It means a person that never gives up

Monday, November 24, 2014

Motivation Poster

        In the movie “Blindsight”, every blind child had a huge amount of hope. Even though they are blind, they don’t let blindness get to them. Most people in Tibet call them rude names and think of them as shameful. These kids climbed the mountain to prove a point. Blind people are just the same as people that have sight. In basketball, even if you are losing, never loose hope. Photo credit: Katie Morrow

Friday, November 14, 2014

Freedom

Freedom

       The red symbolizes hardiness and valor, white symbolizes purity and innocence, and blue symbolizes the color of the chief. Without our soldiers, we would not have the flag, our country in general, and much more. I say thank you for your service to almost every veteran that I can. Freedom is something that you have to earn. The important things about American freedom is its definition, connections to each personal life, and its cost. 
       People think of freedom in many different ways. I think that freedom means to be free, to have control of yourself, liberty, sacrifice, and choices. Freedom is the power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants. Freedom is supposed to make you feel free, not imprisoned or enslaved. Liberty is the state of being within society. I think liberty and freedom are technically the same thing. If you look up sacrifice in the dictionary, it says that sacrifice means an act of giving up something valued for the sake of something else regarded as more important or worthy. Sacrifice to me is soldiers that risk their lives to fight for the rights of our country. Choices are an act of selecting or making a decision when faced with two or more possibilities. Soldiers don’t have to fight for us, they choose to. So we should be grateful for our American soldiers.
       Everyone can somehow connect relationships with soldiers. Even if they aren’t related to you, you probably have neighbors that are soldiers. I know many soldiers. My dad was in the Air Force, and filled Ronald Regan’s jet. My uncle was in the Air Force, but he was stationed at a different place than my dad was. I have a late great-grandpa that served in the army in World War II. On my mom’s side of the family, I have a late great-grandpa that was in the Army in World War I. My mom’s dad served in the army in the Vietnam War. My oldest sister Machaela’s husband was in the army in Iraq a couple of years ago. I can make many connections with the Armed Forces and with soldiers.
       Freedom isn’t free. Soldiers have many things to fight for, one of them includes freedom. Freedom doesn’t come easy. Soldiers have been fighting for years and years, for us and for our freedom. I believe that everyone fights for what they believe in. The soldiers fighting in Iraq today, still fight to obtain our and their freedom. If you look up Freedom is not free, you will see that freedom is not free is a popular American idiom, used widely in the United States to express gratitude to the military for defending personal freedoms. This statement is true. I bet that if you ask any American for the definition of freedom is not free, they will say something that is close to that exact definition. 
       Many important things conclude our freedom; its definition, connections, and cost. Not just one thing can even come close to wining over freedom. Soldiers have shed blood, sweat, and tears just for us. Soldiers should mean the world to every U.S. individual. Remember, when you see a veteran, say this 5 word phrase, Thank you for your service. 

Friday, October 31, 2014

The Ghost of OHS

The Ghost of OHS

“Look at this new sign that was just posted,” said Makenna. Upon the wall was a sign that read, “Lights on after school! Come to the school library on Friday, October 31, at 8:00 p.m., we will have games available before we lay down for the night.” “I don’t know about that Makenna, I’ve heard rumors about a ghost that haunts the library.” I explained. “A ghost at OHS, how is that possible?” Makenna asked. The bell blurted out for school to get out. “We will have to see if  this ghost is true, so we are definitely going!” said Makenna. “Whatever you say, lets just go, I’m tired of being here.” I murmured. We left the school quietly. 
It’s October 31 and Makenna and I are at my house. We got to the school at exactly 8:00 p.m, but the doors were locked. I looked up at the sky, and noticed that there was a full moon. “Look over there!” Makenna screamed. Across the top window was six words written in red goo. “Leave now, or you will regret it!” “We have to leave!” I told Makenna. Then Mrs. Braun, the librarian, came to open the door for us. 
After all of the agonizing games, it was time to lay down. Makenna and I laid down on some of the couches in the library. At about 12:00 in the morning, Makenna woke me up. “I have to go to the bathroom, come with me!” she said. “Fine, lets go.” I agreed. As we walked into the hallway, it was like we were in some type of galaxy. Everything was dizzy and I couldn’t see. That was before I fainted. 
I woke up about an hour later, but Makenna was gone. As I looked around, I saw light coming from the stage in the gym. Walking toward it, I didn’t expect anything to be surprising. Then, I saw Makenna wrapped in spider webs, stuck in a chair! I immediately helped her get out. “Let’s get out of here!” I cried. “I still have to go to the bathroom!” Makenna said. Now we were off to the girls bathroom.
Halfway to the bathroom, I heard some sort of shattering noise. Makenna and I peeked around the corner and saw a ghost with white hair, which was in a high bun. She was wearing an aged, damaged, fuchsia dress. She was pretty tall, but very skinny. Her eyes were a dark, deep color of purple. I could smell a scent, it was horrible, like old lady perfume. “Let’s scoot!” I whispered. Makenna and I escaped through the front door and dashed to my house.
As I look back on that day, I remembered some more stuff about this ghost, named Julie. She was in her late 60s and lives in the school libraries. From other people, I have heard that she is rude, and extremely scary 
(from my own experiences too). This ghost has a deep voice, with a horrible, and mean behavior. I’ve heard that she has been caught on cameras before throwing library books at the wall, and slamming locker doors. I took a pool of students to see what this ghost’s fright factor was. If I were to have a say in it, I would vote a 10. The question is, how did Julie become a ghost? Let me put it simple, she was a book worm. She walked into the library one day to pick out a book and then bam, The whole bookcase fell on her, which caused her to suffocate. 
     If you ever come to OHS, never come on a Friday night, especially when there is a full moon. 

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Adverb Poem

Jack-o-lanterns
Jack-o-lanterns scare frequently
Jack-o-lanterns scare frequently, angrily
scare frequently, angrily, horrifyingly
frequently, angrily, horrifyingly, creepily
When kids come to the door on Halloween night

Friday, October 17, 2014

Halloween at Hogwarts

MaKenzie


It is Harry’s first year at Hogwarts, and he doesn’t know about the surprises that a wait him. His first Halloween dinner is today, and he is excited for it. Hogwarts is all about  shocking things that causes frenzy. This Halloween should be the best one Harry has had yet.
When Harry walked into the Great Hall, it was the most astonishing thing he has ever seen. Live jack-o-lanterns were walking all around the place, trying to scare people. Black cats were jumping all around the hall. There was a giant ghost chandelier that hung among the ceiling. Witches were walking around, serving people appetizers of this type of salsa dip with witch hat chips. Through a window, Harry could see a skeleton cooking food, a skeleton chef. 
When Harry sat down at the Gryffindor table, there was food galore! Every food was a Halloween color! Sweet potatoes, bloody steak, pumpkin pie, pumpkin cheese balls, deviled chicken lollipops, sweet and sour eyeballs, worms, deviled ham eyeball sandwiches, vampire salad, and more! There was a separate table with red punch, (a vampire was serving it). The food was satisfying, most of it, who knew that there could be so much food at one place! Everyone was stuffing their faces with their plates piled with different types of food. 
After Harry and his friends ate, they had some activities that you could choose to do. Most of the activities were games. A game that you could play was rip the head off of Nearly Headless Nick. Harry was trying to help Nick, I mean, he is nearly headless and nobody wants there head completely off! Another game you could play was some scary guessing games. Most of them included golems and other creepy stuff. Either way, if you win or lose, you technically don’t win. Harry did not want to play that game, who wants to mess with a golem?
         Then Dumbledore arose and exclaimed that it was time for the students to go to their common rooms. Harry, Ron, and Hermione all walked to the Gryffindor common room together. They sat in there for a while and talked about entertaining the dinner was, but then they got tired. Harry went to bed and dreamt about the wonderful dinner he just had.  

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Jack and Jill Poem

Jack and Jill ascended the range,
To
obtain a container of rainwater;
Jack
shot down, and battered his crown,
And Jill
appeared descending after.

Monday, September 29, 2014

My Personal Brand Video- iAm Video

Three things that I learned from doing this project are:

        1. I learned how to make an iMovie
         2. I learned how to adjust pictures on my iMovie
        3. I learned how to record my voice on Photo Booth, drag them to the desktop, then put them                       into my iMovie

Monday, September 15, 2014

"Dot Day"

Dot day is a day when you can be creative. It is held on September 15.  You can draw anything to be creative. It can be as simple as a dot or a line or anything you want. It could be any color, any shape, or any size. Draw whatever is on your mind and continue from there. If you don't know what to draw, draw a dot and continue from there. Creative minds are part of what make the most greatest art known to man kind. A dot can be any color you would like; blue, green, red, etc. You can have any design you would like; in a book we read, the author's character had just a plain dot, or she either had some swirls or lines or even other dots inside of the one main dot.

Friday, September 12, 2014

An Unforgettable School Day

       It’s a cozy, without a cloud in the sky, sunny day in May, and the last day of elementary school. It has me jumping with pleasure. Summer; getting to sleep in, hanging out with friends, it’s the best time of year! Going to the high school is a big advantage; you can do what you want (most of the time). I guess I’m saying that you are more free at the high school. No more walking in lines, I hated doing that! You get computers! They are for homework, and they help with that, but you can play games on them too. More sports activities! I love sports, basketball, volleyball, track, and softball (in the summer). They give you more practice too, so you can play the best you can. 
Suddenly, As my mom drops me off, I start to realize about how much harder school will be at the high school. When I walk in the door I try to make this the best possible day that I can. After I get into the vacant classroom, we had to clean our desks out. The room looks as bare as you just moved into a new house! Then it was time to clean our lockers. I think I put my whole bedroom in there! It was so messy! Boy, did my book bag feel extremely heavy after that. After all of that cleaning torture, It was time to go to the last day assembly. While we were there we watched the 6th grade goodbye video. That one video, was probably the most unhappy thing that happened that day. That was the time when we had to say goodbye to the teachers and the other students that we wouldn’t see next year. 
I thought that elementary school was absolutely horrendous, but after the 6th grade goodbye video, I realized that I was going to miss this school more than I thought. All of those teachers are so nice and I have known all of them for 7 years! (Even though I didn’t know every single teacher). I can remember my first day of kindergarten like it was yesterday! I wouldn’t say I was the best student, but I can tell you that I really wasn’t the worst. 
The hardest part of that day was saying goodbye to the 6th grade teachers. They all have taught me so much! Mr. Dziwago taught me a lot of important math that I never thought existed! Mrs. Olberding taught me some very important lessons, Mrs. Pommer did a lot of fun things last year even though she wasn’t there all year, and Mr. Walters taught me a whole bunch of science things. He also teaches us discipline and manners. 
At the end of the day, we said our goodbyes to all of the teachers. As soon as the bell rang, I went to my locker to double check that I had everything. Then I talked to my friends about 7th grade. I will never forget the thought I had about the elementary being bad. When I left the school at 1:30, I realized that things are going to start getting harder now.

Friday, August 29, 2014

Bedroom

        Here is my room. The walls that are bright colored, purple, pink, and blue stripes among them. Pictures of friends and family hang around the walls in my bedroom. A mirror that hangs on the wall is a birthday gift. The pink outline around the edges matches the bright pink that lingers on the walls. Two windows on one wall brings light into my basement room. An old character to them is a contrast from the bright walls.  The circle light fixture has a black outline to match everything in my room. It may not be bright, but the windows are its substitute. A chair with a cheetah print cloth sits in the corner of one wall. A bookshelf sits black and dusty next to it. A black dresser sits by a second one along the wall. A gift from my grandma, a guardian angel sits on my dresser, staying there to watch me as I grow. You can hear the clock with a tic-tock noise 24/7. Quotes from my parents hang around my walls to tell me a message every day.
        A shiny, black bunk bed along one wall. The bars of the bunk bed reflect the light from the windows. You will always be able to hear the top bars squeak during a movement. A pink cheetah print bedspread on the bottom bunk adds to the bright room. A black and white zebra print bedspread on the top bunk balances out the brightness in the room. A small closet sits alone on one wall. Black, shiny doors match the bunk bed. The gold door handles have a shine of their own. It is special, made by my dad. The lamps add life to my room. One cheetah print, another zebra print, and another one sparkly with a pink background. All of the lamps have pink on them. One on my dresser, the other on my sisters dresser. The last one is on a black, bedside table, a custom scentsy sits upon it. I am rich beyond measure.