Friday, December 12, 2014

Nebraska Poem

the sun rises
covering everything in gold
the ground sparkles with morning dew
plants softly dancing in the wind
oceans of corn, soybean, wheat 
fresh air fills my nose as
I breath in and out in and out
captivated I walk further along
I see the animals roaming like deer and buffalo
cattle, rabbit, and squirrel
oh, how beautiful is Nebraska
covered in its golden coat

Concrete Poem


Persona Poem


List Poem

OHS

O'Neill High School
Da Home 
Hynes Street
Da Favorite Pet
O'Neill Eagle
Da Favorite Colors 
Blue an White
Da Activities
Sports and Music
Da Special Skills 
Filling young heads with 
da words of learning.

Friday, December 5, 2014

Found Poem

Inspired by: Elie Wiesel

Mountains of compassion 
Show no joy 
in the battle to be free

Endless victims
of injustice 
so much violence 
so much darkness

valiant and brave soldiers
to fight for America
such a flawed history


My dog

My dog.
he runs across the room
back and forth
wagging his tale
back and forth
banging into the walls
back and forth
he runs across the room
wanting to play
back and forth
My dog.

Winter

the freeze crawling across my skin
snow sparkling like diamonds in the morning sun
peaceful and untouched
wet
endless white
frosty and cold

steaming hot chocolate
rosy cheeks
lively laughter
crunching snow under children's boots

chilling
mysterious
pearly white

roaring of the screaming wind
the battle in the snow





Darkness

Daring myself
Are these the right choices
Run faster choose quicker
Knocking against the walls
Never knowing if I can leave
Ending in black
Stunning darkness
Scary darkness

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Monster

Moving slowly through the fog
Only to find
No end to the fog there she meet him
She was swallowed by the monster
Terrified she tried to run
Each step she took was agony
Running from her nightmare

Extended Metaphor Poem

Tears are Poison 

The agony, it overpowers me
It is a way out
A way from the pain 
A way from the nightmare 
The hurt kills me and
fills me with hate
The poison is a way out
A way out

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Name Poem

Mikyla
It means smart, courageous, kind
It is the number 25
It is chilling, mysterious, icy, frigid
It is swimming in the lake
It is the memory of my mom, Dawn
Who taught me respect and patience
When she is being my mom
My name is Mikyla

It means standing up for what I believe in

Monday, November 24, 2014

Blindness

Blindness 
Just because your lose your sight doesn’t mean you can’t do great things. Just like in the movie Blindsight all of the kids were blind yet that didn’t stop them from climbing a mountain. 


Blindness has to do a lot with every day life to because you may not be able to see the bright sight of things so in that way you might be blind, but it doesn’t stop you from doing something amazing. So just like the kids in the movie don't let blindness get you down.


Friday, November 14, 2014

Freedom


Freedom
Have you ever wondered what freedom means? To some people freedom is the symbols it presents, the connections they feel, and some of the phrases people use to represent freedom.

Freedom is not free it demands to be fought for, with fighting comes pain, with pain comes grieving, but America has stood through the pain for a very long time. The rainbow can not come without the rain. Hope has been a major part in the fight for our freedom. It shines throughout the darkest of times. When the battle is going on and everything looks lost as long as there is that ray of hope nothing is impossible.

Some of the symbols of liberty are the flag, the soldiers fighting for us, and the eagle. The stars on the flag stands for each state of the U.S. The blue signifies vigilance, perseverance, and justice.The red stripes mean hardiness and valor. The white strips stand for purity and innocence.  The bald eagle, our national emblem represents freedom. An eagle is  displayed as the symbol of supreme power and authority. The soldiers stand for our deliverance because of the mighty sacrifice the have made. Working themselves till there are mentally and physically exhausted. Then they go out and lose their friends or even their own lives.  

Freedom to me means a lot because my uncle fought in the marines. When he came back he had some sickness then he died. It also means a lot because many more of my family has fought as well, but my uncle is the one I remember the most. Most of all freedom means a lot to me because it makes me feel safe. Freedom makes me comfortable knowing that I can speak whatever I want, and I can vote when I get older.

Now you know how freedom may mean many different things to different people like personal connections, words or phrases, and the symbols. Our country has survived for over 200 years because of the freedoms we have.






Friday, October 31, 2014

The Legend of Aphrodite



The Legend of Aphrodite 
“There, see there she goes again; sprinting down the lonely hall into the girl’s bathroom right on time. She’s crying with that rose in her hand again.”  This is Aphrodite the ghost of OHS.  Legend has it that the reason she is haunting here is because this is were she died of a broken heart although no one knows who this dear love was.

Miss Aphrodite is seventeen and she haunts all around the school, but she spends most of her time near the library. She has a lengthy, flowing white dress and red heels on. Aphrodite has long glossy brown hair that shines as she floats by. Her brown eyes sparkle in the light and her red, red lips look as if they glow. Her name fits her appearance as she is named after the greek goddess of beauty. 


Aphrodite loves helping the children with their  homework or their problems. Her specialty is boy problems. Just don't alarm her or she will vanish. She may seem spooky because she can go invisible yet still be there, and advances through the walls, but really she is just a little sweetheart. Aphrodite loves to read and listen to the teachers instruct the children. Although the the teachers can't see her they do hear her. They listen with fright as she runs down the hall, as she cries, as she helps kids with schoolwork. This is the legend of Aphrodite. Do you believe?

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Adverb Poem

Witch
Witch Brews Slowly
Witch Brews Slowly Magically
Brews Slowly Magically Quietly
Slowly Magically Quietly Evilly
When the moon is full.

Friday, October 17, 2014

Hogwarts Feast

Hogwarts Feast
    As I walk into the Great Hall I see lightning flash and hear the thunder roar. Jack-o-lanterns are everywhere not on the tables, but floating in the air! The atmosphere is spooky as the ghosts float above scaring kids. I go to sit down by Hermione and all the sudden there are bats stampeding overhead. Thousands upon thousands fly everywhere getting in peoples way and in girls hair. 
The girls are shrieking the boys are laughing then the food appears. Rows and rows of Pies, pumpkin, apple, cherry, fudge, and peach. All sorts of Humbug hamburgers and Lundercast custards on golden platers. Chicken and roast beef; mouthwatering mashed potatoes. There are colossal piles of rolls of different flavors, wheat, white, jelly filled, and more. Golden Goblets as far as the eye can see full of Butterbeer, water, and Goblins Blood a wine for the older kids. Hermione and I eat so much that we are more stuffed then the roasted pig sitting in the middle of the tables.


As people start to become full Professor Dumbledore says, ‘Let the troll hunt begin.’  Everyone starts racing throughout around Hogwarts to catch the troll. While the ghosts follow first year to keep them out of trouble. I get separated from Hermione as we ran off. At the end Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione won the troll hunt. They found the three year old mountain troll in the out of order bath room. After the troll hunt Griffindor went up against Slytherin in a game of high-flying quidditch.  Griffindor wins three hundred to two hundred ten. The feast ends with this exciting game of danger and magic.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

"Baa, baa, black sheep..."
by Mother Goose
Baa, baa, black sheep,
   Have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir,
   Three bags full;

One for my master,
   One for my dame,
And one for the little boy
   That lives in our lane.
"Baa, baa, black ewe..."
by Mikyla
Baa, baa, black wether,
   Have you a
fleece?
Yes sir, yes sir,
   Three
knapsacks full;
One for my lord,
   One for my dame,
And one for the
mini lad
   That lives down the byway

Monday, September 29, 2014

My Personal Brand iAm Video

Things that I learned through this project:

1. I learned more about myself through this video
2. I learned how to add pictures to iMovies
3. I learned how to capture my computer screen with Quicktime Screen Recorder

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Haiku

Earlier someone today told me that I should try and write poetry so here is my first poem it is a haiku and haiku are generally about nature so here we go:


Cherry blossoms bloom,
slowly falling from the tree
into nights clutches. 

I am sorry if this gets whited out there is nothing I can do about it.

Friday, September 19, 2014

Cross Country

Cross country meet in O'Neill  today :)
I hope everyone one is ready; I heard that it is a smaller meet and some of the bigger schools not be there.
GO EAGLES!!!!!!!!!

Monday, September 15, 2014

DOT DAY!!!!!!!

What does it mean to you?
The dot means to me that you have to keep trying and you will succeed. It means to me that you don't have to be perfect just your best. Make a mark and let it lead you.

Friday, September 12, 2014

Cross Country

Today is the cross country meet in Norfolk. It has two hills one steep one and one long one that people don't notice.

GO EAGLES!!!
Hope everyone does good.

The Horrible No Good Grade


      Have you ever gotten a horrible, no good grade?  On one normal September day in fifth grade language arts after lunch I will never forget one big spelling test.  Usually I do very well on tests and school in general, but spelling had never been my strong suit or favorite subject.  I never thought that spelling would have such a large impact on my school life and career.
“Ok class, I will hand back our spelling tests before we start class”, Mrs Brown, my language arts teacher, said.  I was the fourth one to get my test back; I was scared to look.  Then as I flipped it over I noticed a big fat miserable forty seven percent at the top of the paper.  As you see I had never been fond of language arts class but I was never that bad at it either.  I was very devastated and started to sob silently.  The rest of the class period seemed to drag on for hours and hours.
As the rest of the day went on I was having a mental break down.  I couldn't think or concentrate on school or any of my work. Mrs. Brown asked how I was feeling because she saw how I was on cloud nine.  When I told her how heavily disheartened I was she said she would help me get my grades back up to an A.  When I told her about it I also told her how I was scared my mom would be let down that I had gotten such a rotten grade.  She just gave me the encouragement to just give it to her, and inform her all that I was doing to get my grades back up.

Finally getting that bad grade made me think of what I was going to go to school to be.  I decided then and there on that day; that I was going to be a successful marine biologist and to work hard at my academics.  To work harder was going to be problematic, but it is not impossible.  Having that dreadfully awful grade taught me work hard for what you want, and if at first you don’t succeed try try again.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Egales Football Game

JH game

A team score 32-0
B team score 48-0

Nice try guys. We understand that you tried your hardest. Even though you didn't win we are proud.

Friday, August 29, 2014

Cross Country

Good job at the meet last week guys. It was pretty awesome.

My Bedroom Writing

Here is my room….
My new room is hot as the desert with no air conditioning. I have a small fan that blows a cooling breeze. A small vent in my floor brings some air, but not much from downstairs. Halfway covering my vent is my beige night stand with ivory vines and butterflies as the design; my desk and dresser are of the same design. On my night stand I have my clay projects from the years past, full of different colors and shapes. My collection of snow globes and two small musical merry-go rounds sit on top of my dresser. Above my desk I have a window overlooking a peaceful park across the street. With the kids playing and the trees blowing in the wind, it is a calming setting. In the same corner of my room I have a jumbo toy hammock and bright blue pet hotel full of my stuff animals big and small, little and tall, and full of bright and cheery colors.

Sitting on the window sill is my large box of treasures full of my medals from swim meets or from school, my ribbons from art shows and swim meets, my participation awards from school, and my trophies from Awana Grand Prix and swim meets. In my reading corner are two book shelves with books ranging from mysteries like Nancy Drew and The Hardy Boys, to oldies like How To Eat Fried Worms, to non-fiction books like Rangers Apprentice. The book shelves are made of a beautiful oak wood. My open closet sits in the corner of the wall full of my cloth treasures. From beautiful dresses to plain shirts my closet is full.

I am rich beyond measure.

Friday, August 22, 2014