Chair of lights chair of darks have a colors is what you hear, is what you sit
Thinking of my grandpapa sitting there with his coffee and alone with the lights on heaven will come devil will take you away from us
The chair will never go away the chair will be here at the lights when you sit in that chair means that your here think all positive way in the chair that chair is your life
Human can think, that's the different with other animals. So dreams came from thinking
Everybody dreams lot things everyday, and they are all weird.
I want wing, she want a tail, people dream they have something that animals have. I want money, she want clothes, people dream they have something not enough. I want to become a doctor, she wants to become a teacher, people dream they can be something they are not. That's weird.
But, dreams give you hope; dreams make you stronger; dreams create a lot which people did not have before. It's not weird.
Alma Garcia A little bit of the way I am "What kind of a person are you?”I heard them say to me .I’m a person with a big smile that always smile back, and am a girl that always thinks of food. I am a night and day person. I love to play a lot just like monkeys, and I look up to people. I am a cool size that doesn’t like to get in fights and am not scare of heights. I am a sensitive person and don’t have problems like an adults do. That’s why I am here chilling with my 2 best friends that love me just the way I am.
Today i'm so happy to visit menil collection to see this beautiful artist place imagine you can not see nothing only a pretty drawing and painting. And is so many artist made by some old old people what already pass away imagine drawing.
Richard Reyes (ZERO) What kind of person are you April 14, 2011
“What kind of person are you”, I heard them said to me. I’m a wonderful person with a happy big smile and a happy soul feel with love to everyone. Caring about my friends and specially Jessica with a memory of her and me during hard and good times. Feeling so lovely and peaceful all the time night and day
I’m a peaceful person with my friend and specially my teachers. Miss fugit leaving school my friend not talking to me freighted me, dead, tall buildings, and specially ghost I’m not like a door Or not a donkey not a law
I’m not mean or angry Like a dog with rabies I’m not a bad person
Now I’m next to my mom and family Free and loved by them THANKS to GOD for helping me I’m not an ANIMAL I’m a lovely PERSON THANKS GOD (ILY)
Outside of the world People ask me “Why is the world unfair?” I say I don’t know But when I died and become soul, a flower in melancholy forest I know the answer. It’s so incredible Because It’s all about humanity Not magical thing, Not the visible objects It’s inside of each individual Human are so jealous Just want all of things In this big big world Even they are so little They just care about themselves They don’t know that Being kill a lot The tree of the world Going to make miracle It’s so regret that People wasting time and money In something very crazy Many people want to give The opportunity to help The invisible child in dangerous Giving them better education It’s very important Education doesn’t just stop The poverty and hunger It’s also stop the violence and inequality Let’s be together to Make the different For our new world.
Title: Always face your fears Be one with the bull and never be a chicken to confront your fears. Fear will hunt you down forever make him fall to the wall below and yell at him or order him to leave you alone so you will be free to live in peace and if he doesn’t you will kill him.
What kind of a person? By:Mandy Lee “What kind of a person are you”, I heard them say to me. I’m a person who it not African, Hispanic, and French. But I am a Chinese person. I am from Taiwan. I love Taiwan buses, stories, food. Not the ugly air, not the busy people.
I’m a person who lives in the third large city in America. I’m an intensively person in school. Not a person who are driver, teacher, business. But I’m a worker. I work at beautiful, lovely place in China town. Name calls “Café La Tea”. There have food, drink, and ice cream.
I’m a dog. Can run, play balls, eat food, sleep. Run on the green piece cake. Play with lollipop balls with friends. Eat different kind food in the world. Sleep on the a marshmallow bed Dream I’m a dog.
I’m a girl like fashion all the time. Hair, clothing, music, make up for all for me. If I don’t have them seen I am dying. Love doing hair for myself every day. Creasy about how I look, like to dress different style.
Now I’m in America think about Taiwan. My heart, my mind separate from the earth. Go to right; go to left where I’m going Who can help me out? Give me a point on the earth. Hallelujah.
What kind of a person By Edith Almazan “What kind of a person are you?” I heard them say to me. I am a flying bird Who likes to fly freely without stopping. I like to flow like a river And let things flow with me. I like to love and be love it I am a beast When it comes to defend my family I am passionate about life And its surroundings I am not an immoral person I like to neglect misunderstandings But I will detonate like a grenade If people provoke me I am afraid of trusting the wrong person And get harmed by their heartless intentions I have a god that shines my days But I fear my expiring date And not be satisfying with my inexperience life I am a woman with dreams Who one day will shine like the stars And will make every one proud. Hallewah.
Name: Jiawen Guan Title:The love song of Jiawen Guan The darkness has fall down Escape from works I pull off my tie, drop briefcase And take off my shoes leather shoes My wife cooks in the kitchen We take few minutes to talk The sofa tempts me to fall down She grasps my hand and holds it tie “Love you forever” But the door has get knock A black shadow moves into the house Then he turns to an evil His face is fuzzy When I get closer to his face A really face pops out And stares at me I wake from a nightmare I eyes to my sweet and beautiful wife She besides me peaceful I dress up and get ready to the hell But everything is careless Because she always stand next to me and support me
Richard Reyes (ZERO) RICHARD TO CODY April 14, 2011
Cody don’t be a pig like the ones in the red farm next To the big river just rolling in the mud nothing to do
Just be like a bullet train going fast like superman or the flash
Be the lion with its yellow and orange big hard fur seeking to hunt its prey in the Dry Sahara desert Don’t act like a monkey doing crazy things just cause you see the rest of them do in it You are better than them knowing what’s good from wrong. Act like a big drill going trough the wall never seeking to stop just looking for education and success
Let us go, Bacosha To the river To do what lady Gaga sing. Okay I’m coming Okay drive fast No way you out of your mind crazy lady Just come fast so we could get there quickly So do you want police to give me ticket? No just come let us go Crazy lady. Come on
Thrusting to the floor in silent symphony I slither to the ground to admire my muddled mess Admiring the parts of my heart in sudden inanimate acquiesce Remembering all that held you close to me The pain and sullen sympathy is absent My freedom comes at too high a price Part of me is void and you fail to notice You speak until words have no meaning Each utterance a minefield that I tip toe through Careful not to trigger the truth
Eating Music By: Jinjing W. Musical notes runs from the corner of my mouth. There is no happiness like mine. I have been chewing music. The singer does not believe what she see. Her eyes are afraid, and she run with her high-heeled shoes. The music is gone. The song is pause. The audience are on the stands and dispersing. Their microphone broken. Their custom like tatter. The poor singer begins to dancing and showing her body. She does know nothing. When I jump stage, and rob the microphone. She drop down. My heart grows a ear. I use ear to look at her. My soul with joy in the CD player.
Eating my feelings By: Alma Garcia Balls runs from the corners of my mouth. There is no happiness like mine. I have been eating my soccer ball .the coach does not believe what she sees. Her eyes are sad and she walks with a big sad smile on her face. The soccer balls are gone the balls are flat .the team are on the field and running together .their tall and have big legs, there fast runners like a cheetahs. The poor coach begins to cry and screaming. She does not understand .when I kick the ball and catch the ball, deep down she is proud .I am a girl. I smile at her and play good in the games .I jump up and down with joy in the field.
Friend to Friend Life is not a bottle of pure water. You choose a glass for you water. Make it sweet, tart, titter or peppery hot. Follow the river travel the world. Torrent is your pulsate heart.
Disillusionment of 7 o` clock By Edith Almazan The street is haunted By brainless drivers None of them are thinking of the accidents they can cause. By being distracted With the beauty of the exotic cars Or by texting while driving Everyone gets impatience by the red lights The Bellaire Street gets packed with impatient drivers. All annoyed by the traffic on its way to their sweet home. When all they want is to be at home resting after a long day of work. They wish they could fly home To avoid all the crowdedness’ But in reality they all stunk in the disillusionment of 7 o`clock.
Be strong like a god never cry for a girl love will stab you in the heart don't be lazy like a pig even if you are one love the people who loves you frogive the people who don't
Be strong like me never cry for love love will make you loss you mines don't be lazy like a pig even if you are one
Up above the world, underneath the sky Here a little girl, with the little heart I am not the smart girl I am not generosity That what everybody thinking I love my family Who give me born and love me In this Earth I like to study new things To know how much amazing the world are I am a day dreamer I am a daughter of God who loves peace and justice Every day I goanna dream about the utopia Without hunger, without punishment The sun is always shine That in the sky to bring the life I like justice that everyone are equal That not fighting around people People come from around the world From the rich America to the beautiful Pacific Ocean To bring happiness and peace to everybody I am a shy girl Shy and care everything Just because I am shy It doesn’t mean I don’t exist It doesn’t mean I can’t finish my homework And it doesn’t mean I am easy to give up my goal What kind I am I am worried too much Always the last one finishes the test I am messy person My mom talks a lot about my room But the past and present is still the same I am not carefully person Always mess up and always forget Hurting myself without reason Make everybody have to scare Like they will have a nightmare Those make my mom have care Like the tail follow me everywhere I am so different That I can’t even what kind am I Sometimes i question to myself “What emotion is this?” Half smile with half cried Sometimes, people said me weird Sometime, they ask me “Why are you like that?” I am not mad and smile Because it is just the way I live And I am proud of who am I.
Joanna Stephanie Galvan
ReplyDeletetitle: "Chair of the lights"
Chair of lights
chair of darks
have a colors
is what you hear, is what you sit
Thinking of my grandpapa
sitting there with his coffee
and alone with the lights on
heaven will come
devil will take you away from
us
The chair will never go away
the chair will be here at the
lights
when you sit in that chair
means that your here
think all positive way in the chair
that chair is your life
Weird
ReplyDeleteby Tianli Xie
Human can think,
that's the different with other animals.
So dreams came from thinking
Everybody dreams lot things
everyday,
and they are all weird.
I want wing,
she want a tail,
people dream they have something
that animals have.
I want money,
she want clothes,
people dream they have something
not enough.
I want to become a doctor,
she wants to become a teacher,
people dream they can be something
they are not.
That's weird.
But,
dreams give you hope;
dreams make you stronger;
dreams create a lot
which people did not have before.
It's not weird.
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ReplyDeleteAlma Garcia
ReplyDeleteA little bit of the way I am
"What kind of a person are you?”I heard them say to me .I’m a person with a big smile that always smile back, and am a girl that always thinks of food.
I am a night and day person. I love to play a lot just like monkeys, and I look up to people.
I am a cool size that doesn’t like to get in fights and am not scare of heights.
I am a sensitive person and don’t have problems like an adults do.
That’s why I am here chilling with my 2 best friends that love me just the way I am.
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ReplyDelete(Fatumata, Sheriff)
ReplyDeleteuntitled!!!!
Today i'm so happy
to visit menil collection
to see this beautiful artist
place imagine you can not
see nothing only a pretty
drawing and painting.
And is so many artist made by some old old people
what already pass away
imagine drawing.
Name: Areli Hernandez Ramirez
ReplyDelete(Be strong)=)
Turn into a lion
Don’t!!
When people are bugging you.
Smile at life
Be happy!!
That life it’s hard like an anchor.
If you play with a knife
Is like if you are hurting people
Don’t get stuck in problems
Be strong like a gorilla and
Run away from your bad feelings.
name: cody tu
ReplyDeletethe new space was born people leave the world to the space they saw the outside of the world and every thing gets better and better.
through death the new space was born we flying on the sky to thee new space. and every thing we saw is better than the place we leave in befor.
Richard Reyes (ZERO)
ReplyDeleteWhat kind of person are you
April 14, 2011
“What kind of person are you”, I heard them said to me. I’m a wonderful person with a happy big smile and a happy soul feel with love to everyone. Caring about my friends and specially Jessica with a memory of her and me during hard and good times. Feeling so lovely and peaceful all the time night and day
I’m a peaceful person with my friend and specially my teachers.
Miss fugit leaving school my friend not talking to me freighted me, dead, tall buildings, and specially ghost
I’m not like a door
Or not a donkey not a law
I’m not mean or angry
Like a dog with rabies
I’m not a bad person
Now I’m next to my mom and family
Free and loved by them
THANKS to GOD for helping me
I’m not an ANIMAL I’m a lovely PERSON
THANKS GOD (ILY)
Outside of the world
ReplyDeletePeople ask me
“Why is the world unfair?”
I say I don’t know
But when I died and become soul, a flower in melancholy forest
I know the answer.
It’s so incredible
Because It’s all about humanity
Not magical thing,
Not the visible objects
It’s inside of each individual
Human are so jealous
Just want all of things
In this big big world
Even they are so little
They just care about themselves
They don’t know that
Being kill a lot
The tree of the world
Going to make miracle
It’s so regret that
People wasting time and money
In something very crazy
Many people want to give
The opportunity to help
The invisible child in dangerous
Giving them better education
It’s very important
Education doesn’t just stop
The poverty and hunger
It’s also stop the violence and inequality
Let’s be together to
Make the different
For our new world.
Name: Phong Tran
ReplyDeleteTitle:"I Am Poem"
Im a person that likes to talk
to and not to be quite.
I am a sweet person but
Not a bitter person.
A heart to love
Not to hate.
I am the person who
Fills in the crack when
People are sad.
I’m a listener , I listen to
Every sound.
I could hear a pin drop when it hit
The ground I pick up the pieces when
You shadder.
Luis Gonzalez
ReplyDeleteTitle: Always face your fears
Be one with the bull and never be a chicken to confront your fears.
Fear will hunt you down forever make him fall to the wall below and yell at him or order him to leave you alone so you will be free to live in peace and if he doesn’t you will kill him.
What kind of a person?
ReplyDeleteBy:Mandy Lee
“What kind of a person are you”, I heard them say to me.
I’m a person who it not African, Hispanic, and French.
But I am a Chinese person.
I am from Taiwan.
I love Taiwan buses, stories, food.
Not the ugly air, not the busy people.
I’m a person who lives in the third large city in America.
I’m an intensively person in school.
Not a person who are driver, teacher, business.
But I’m a worker.
I work at beautiful, lovely place in China town.
Name calls “Café La Tea”.
There have food, drink, and ice cream.
I’m a dog. Can run, play balls, eat food, sleep.
Run on the green piece cake.
Play with lollipop balls with friends.
Eat different kind food in the world.
Sleep on the a marshmallow bed
Dream I’m a dog.
I’m a girl like fashion all the time.
Hair, clothing, music, make up for all for me.
If I don’t have them seen I am dying.
Love doing hair for myself every day.
Creasy about how I look,
like to dress different style.
Now I’m in America think about Taiwan.
My heart, my mind separate from the earth.
Go to right; go to left where I’m going
Who can help me out?
Give me a point on the earth. Hallelujah.
What kind of a person
ReplyDeleteBy Edith Almazan
“What kind of a person are you?”
I heard them say to me.
I am a flying bird
Who likes to fly freely without stopping.
I like to flow like a river
And let things flow with me.
I like to love and be love it
I am a beast
When it comes to defend my family
I am passionate about life
And its surroundings
I am not an immoral person
I like to neglect misunderstandings
But I will detonate like a grenade
If people provoke me
I am afraid of trusting the wrong person
And get harmed by their heartless intentions
I have a god that shines my days
But I fear my expiring date
And not be satisfying with my inexperience life
I am a woman with dreams
Who one day will shine like the stars
And will make every one proud. Hallewah.
Name: Jiawen Guan
ReplyDeleteTitle:The love song of Jiawen Guan
The darkness has fall down
Escape from works
I pull off my tie, drop briefcase
And take off my shoes leather shoes
My wife cooks in the kitchen
We take few minutes to talk
The sofa tempts me to fall down
She grasps my hand and holds it tie
“Love you forever”
But the door has get knock
A black shadow moves into the house
Then he turns to an evil
His face is fuzzy
When I get closer to his face
A really face pops out
And stares at me
I wake from a nightmare
I eyes to my sweet and beautiful wife
She besides me peaceful
I dress up and get ready to the hell
But everything is careless
Because she always stand next to me
and support me
what kind of person
ReplyDeleteI heard them say to me
"what kind of person are you"
I am a tall and lazy person
Do not like trivial business
also don't believe any gods
Richard Reyes (ZERO)
ReplyDeleteRICHARD TO CODY
April 14, 2011
Cody don’t be a pig like the ones in the red farm next
To the big river just rolling in the mud nothing to do
Just be like a bullet train going fast like superman or the flash
Be the lion with its yellow and orange big hard fur seeking to hunt its prey in the
Dry Sahara desert
Don’t act like a monkey doing crazy things just cause you see the rest of them do in it
You are better than them knowing what’s good from wrong.
Act like a big drill going trough the wall never seeking to stop just looking for education and success
“The love song of bacosha”
ReplyDeleteLet us go, Bacosha
To the river
To do what lady Gaga sing.
Okay I’m coming
Okay drive fast
No way you out of your mind crazy lady
Just come fast so we could get there quickly
So do you want police to give me ticket?
No just come let us go
Crazy lady.
Come on
Thrusting to the floor in silent symphony
ReplyDeleteI slither to the ground to admire my muddled mess
Admiring the parts of my heart in sudden inanimate acquiesce
Remembering all that held you close to me
The pain and sullen sympathy is absent
My freedom comes at too high a price
Part of me is void and you fail to notice
You speak until words have no meaning
Each utterance a minefield that I tip toe through
Careful not to trigger the truth
Eating Music
ReplyDeleteBy: Jinjing W.
Musical notes runs from the corner of my mouth.
There is no happiness like mine.
I have been chewing music.
The singer does not believe what she see.
Her eyes are afraid,
and she run with her high-heeled shoes.
The music is gone.
The song is pause.
The audience are on the stands and dispersing.
Their microphone broken.
Their custom like tatter.
The poor singer begins to dancing and showing her body.
She does know nothing.
When I jump stage, and rob the microphone.
She drop down.
My heart grows a ear.
I use ear to look at her.
My soul with joy in the CD player.
Disillusionment of nine o' clock
ReplyDeleteby: Jojo
The school is haunted
by dark lights
not having every Saturday
School
or none are green with yellow sheets
or brown with purple sheets
or white with blue pillows
none of them are not awesome
People are not going
not dreaming of Mr. Yu and teachers
only, here and there, staying home
doing nothing and not getting up a 9
catches my breath
In a wonderful Day
Eating my feelings
ReplyDeleteBy: Alma Garcia
Balls runs from the corners of my mouth. There is no happiness like mine. I have been eating my soccer ball .the coach does not believe what she sees. Her eyes are sad and she walks with a big sad smile on her face. The soccer balls are gone the balls are flat .the team are on the field and running together .their tall and have big legs, there fast runners like a cheetahs. The poor coach begins to cry and screaming. She does not understand .when I kick the ball and catch the ball, deep down she is proud .I am a girl. I smile at her and play good in the games .I jump up and down with joy in the field.
Areli Hernandez =)
ReplyDeleteMy Teddy Bear
Cotton runs from the corners of my mouth
There is no happiness like mine
I have been eating my teddy bear
The mother does not believe what she sees
Her eyes are shock and she is really confused
The eyes are gone
The light is dark
My brother doesn’t like my teddy bear and he throws it into the water
The poor me I began to cry and scream.
She does not understand when I take my teddy bear everywhere
I am a girl
I am a lovely girl that smiles with joy.
Friend to Friend
ReplyDeleteLife is not a bottle of pure water.
You choose a glass for you water.
Make it sweet, tart, titter or peppery hot.
Follow the river travel the world.
Torrent is your pulsate heart.
Disillusionment of 7 o` clock
ReplyDeleteBy Edith Almazan
The street is haunted
By brainless drivers
None of them are thinking of the accidents they can cause.
By being distracted
With the beauty of the exotic cars
Or by texting while driving
Everyone gets impatience by the red lights
The Bellaire Street gets packed with impatient drivers.
All annoyed by the traffic on its way to their sweet home.
When all they want is to be at home resting after a long day of work.
They wish they could fly home
To avoid all the crowdedness’
But in reality they all stunk in the disillusionment of 7 o`clock.
name:cody
ReplyDeleteBe strong like a god
never cry for a girl
love will stab you in the heart
don't be lazy like a pig
even if you are one
love the people who loves you
frogive the people who don't
Be strong like me
never cry for love
love will make you loss you mines
don't be lazy like a pig
even if you are one
love
ReplyDeleteBy: mandy Lee
Music is love to the feeling.
The singer in music makes me dying,
Not the men or women, is all then them.
Study for me is love for music.
Every time everyday all I love to hell the song.
T can’t live without them.
Music can speak with me,
They know how I feel.
To use different tip songs to make me feel happy or sad.
Music just love in my life.
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ReplyDeleteWhat kind of a person
ReplyDeleteBy Van Trinh
Up above the world, underneath the sky
Here a little girl, with the little heart
I am not the smart girl
I am not generosity
That what everybody thinking
I love my family
Who give me born and love me
In this Earth
I like to study new things
To know how much amazing the world are
I am a day dreamer
I am a daughter of God who loves peace and justice
Every day I goanna dream about the utopia
Without hunger, without punishment
The sun is always shine
That in the sky to bring the life
I like justice that everyone are equal
That not fighting around people
People come from around the world
From the rich America to the beautiful Pacific Ocean
To bring happiness and peace to everybody
I am a shy girl
Shy and care everything
Just because I am shy
It doesn’t mean I don’t exist
It doesn’t mean I can’t finish my homework
And it doesn’t mean I am easy to give up my goal
What kind I am
I am worried too much
Always the last one finishes the test
I am messy person
My mom talks a lot about my room
But the past and present is still the same
I am not carefully person
Always mess up and always forget
Hurting myself without reason
Make everybody have to scare
Like they will have a nightmare
Those make my mom have care
Like the tail follow me everywhere
I am so different
That I can’t even what kind am I
Sometimes i question to myself
“What emotion is this?”
Half smile with half cried
Sometimes, people said me weird
Sometime, they ask me
“Why are you like that?”
I am not mad and smile
Because it is just the way I live
And I am proud of who am I.