Beautiful Breeze

Beautiful Breeze

      A gentle breeze was caressing the flower petals of every color and creating small ripples across the clear blue water. As the breeze swept through the air it whispered through the trees. It carried dandelion seeds in its arms and sprinkled them through the fields. It combed its fingers through the tall blades of grass. As night fell, the breeze fell into a soft, warm drift and lay down to sleep.

Delaney, Gr. 5

 

Gr. 7 Poetry

I’m a Police Officer

 I am not a Tim Horton’s donut

   I am not a German shepherd

         I am not a smooth blue

I am not a pair of handcuffs

I am not full of anger

Because actually I am a police officer

Josh

 

Mrs. Radcliffe

I am not an apple

I am not a barking dog

I am not a prickly green

I am not the Eiffel Tower

I am not a red pen

I am not heavy with sadness

Because actually, I`m a teacher

Mrs. Radcliffe's Gr. 7 students

Darkness

 

I am the darkness.

I live all around you, and fill all your nightmares.

My favourite colour is black, for it represents me, all the fear in the world, the dead, the grief.

My job is to scare you, to take away hope, to engulf you in blackness, and let no light shatter my cloak.

I have no friends, but I do have a brother whom I hate with all my heart, for he is my enemy, the light.

I move with the fear, turning dreams into nightmares, and wherever there is grief, I shall be there too.

Catherine

 

 

Storm clouds swirl above

Huge and intimidating

Rain starts to pelt

 

In the morning sunlight

Horses sprint across the land

Powerful and strong

 

Catherine

 

 

The Auto Hairstylist

It brushes, it blow-dries, it braids, and it combs!

It stands on the counter, and is about 30 cm tall.

The base of the Auto Hairstylist looks like a metal spider, but the top of this clever machine doesn’t really have a shape, for the top is what makes all hair look nice.

The Auto Hairstylist reminds me of a hair dresser, only smaller and portable.

It moves like a spider, crawling along, and to get on the counter it hops real fast.

The Auto Hairstylist sound like a blow dryer, buzzing and blowing as hard as it can.

Catherine

 

 

 

 

Poetry by Mrs. Radcliffe's Gr. 7 class

Sandwich Maker Anator:

by Liam Gr. 7

 It gets the lettuce, mayonnaise, tomatoes and buns too!.

It stands at 6 feet tall and rolls on two.

The Sandwich Maker Anator reminds me of my mother.

It moves by rolling around the kitchen like a car in rush hour.

The Sandwich Maker Anator sounds like a happy chef that’s humming on a good day

 

Imagination

 

I have a place for imagination in my mind

We have a place for creativity in our classroom

She has a place for playfullness in her heart

He has a place for happiness in his school

They have a place for dreams in their souls

Our family has a place for love in our lives

Our school has a place for friendship in our playground

Our world has a place for everyone in unity

Where is your place for life?

  

This poem was written by Mrs Radcliffes grade 7 class.  

 

 

Guest blogger Donovon

                                  Lacrosse

          I have a place for lacrosse in my heart

          We have a place for passion in our bodies

           She has a place for running in the arena

          He has a place for scoring in the game

           They have a place for sportsmanship in their team

           Our family has a place for believing in me

           Our school has a place for exercise in the system

           This city has a place for arenas in the community

          Our world has a place for faith in this game

          Where is your place for the game of lacrosse?

   

Guest bloggers today Elizabeth and Shayla

Through the Eyes of a Tree

I have a place for roots in the ground.
We have a place for life in the dark.
They have a place for destruction in our land.
Our world has a place for peace in our home.
Where is your place for benevolence in our world?

Elizabeth's Poem

Creativity

I have a place for art in my heart.
We have a place for creativity in our minds.
She has a place for peace in her imagination.
They have a place for originality in their community.
Our family has a place for love in artistic things.
Our world has a place for hope in all forms.
Where is your place for happiness and appreciation?

Shayla's Poem

Guest Blogger Gr. 6 student Elizabeth shares a class poem

School

I have a place for children in my classroom.
We have a place for learning in minds.
She has a place for joy in knowledge.
He has a place for success in school.
They have a place for laughter in the playground.
Our family has a place for education in our lives.
Our school has a place for opportunities in our students.
This city has a place for schools in our community.
This country has a place for inclusion in our hearts.
Our world has a place for wisdom in our elders.
Where is your place for hope for our future?

May, 23/12     Div.2     Grade 6/7     Randerson Ridge Elementary School