Bob

It was going to be my first pet.
I was the happiest kid alive
My heart beating fast, faster, too fast!
“Where should I wait?”
Then, I was at the kitchen table
And I saw it:
The brightest red I’d ever seen.
As he drove around his bubble,
I could see his lonely emotion.
I could see my lonely emotion.
I was only 4,
But I took him to my room
Fed him and named him
Bob.
I wanted an original name.
As I watched my bright pet
For 3 straight hours I thought,
“Could I possibly be happier?”
For a kid my age who didn’t want to go to school
To stay with Bob,
The answer was a big
NO.

News paper article

Photographing

Shooting, halting
the right place and time

Watching
awe-inspiring mother nature

Capturing
rainforest's, whales, volcanoes
cataclysms

Conducting
safe and dangerous adventures
in search for exploding portraits

Approaching
lava, gases, eruptions
evolution, eternity

Tanka

bad day at music
long speech about discipline
what a wast of time
students dont pay attention
I wish they would all behave

Sister

Struggling and fighting for my rights

Idle I watch in Intolerable, Impossible, battles

Silently trying to attack

To my surprise my territory is invaded with pink

Endless combat

Resisting while my flag still stands

Poem

Ocean blue reflects the sunlight

Covering completely the sun

Every day giving life to sun

And every day taking life from sun

Never ends over and over

Balboa

Bad boys like Luigi trying to be bad and think his bad. The truth is that he doesn't have even 1% of cruelty in him. Its hard to make him realize it but he keeps on telling everyone that he is African-American and that everyone is colored blind.

At the class I this is the second idea that I get. Of course I'm so nervous cause I have Ms.Brown walking through the class and doesn't stop. Every 3 minutes coming and checking on me to see if I have written down on my paper.

Lazy Juandiego is sitting in front of me asking Jorge for an idea. He just starts about 5 minutes before the class ends. Thinking of somebody who doesn't let I'm concentrate on his work.

Black is what Dexter keeps on trying to explain to Luigi that he isn't black. Stubborn Luigi keeps on telling all this inventions. Then poor Kesley is joined to the conversation by Dexter but Kesley doesn't want to deception Luigi by telling him he is white.

On the middle of the classroom sits Jacob. Only because he is Ms.Brown's favorite student. The only thing is that Ms.Brown doesn't admit it.

At the end of the class I still see Jorge looking at Alexandra. Just like at the beginning of the class. When Ms.Brown told me we were going to have fun I thought we were going to have fun but I actually had to do this Acrostic Poem.