Hunter
Nice, kind, caring, loyal
Sibling of Aidan
Lover of animals
who fears wolves
who needs forgiveness
who gives forgiveness
who would like to see the Statue of Liberty
Resident of WV
Napier
Hunter
Nice, kind, caring, loyal
Sibling of Aidan
Lover of animals
who fears wolves
who needs forgiveness
who gives forgiveness
who would like to see the Statue of Liberty
Resident of WV
Napier
I remember my first trip to New York
I remember big buildings in Times Square
I remember buggy rides and
touring Central Park
I remember walking for hours
I remember eating at cool places
I remember going to see Lion King
even I thought it was beautiful
I remember going to the Statue of Liberty
but it was not what I thought it was
Brooke
Kind, smart, nice, sweet
Sibling of no one
Lover of Yorkies, God, Cats, Family, friends
Who fears Ron, Heroes the TV show, people who eat live fish
Who needs to be forgiven if needed
Who gives friendship, prayer and praise
Who would like to see tomorrow
Resident of West Virginia
Mollett
I remember going to New York
I remember the long hours on the bus.
I remember the soft beds
and the best TV
I remember the trip back
I remember it was quick
I remember playing cards
even the bathroom was neat.
I remember when my Mamaw picked us up
But my favorite memory is yet to come
Jordan
Smart, kind, thoughtful, nice
Sibling of no one
lover of dogs, cats, God, Jesus
who fears sharks, snakes
Who need to go to be early
who gives everyone a happy hello
who would like to see cousin Kriston
Resident of West Virginia
Workman
As day 4 of camp winds down I’m blown away by how much these kids have written and how much they’ve published. Our teacher leaders are fabulous!
Today in the morning at camp the campers read “When I was Young in the Mountains” and had a lesson about word choice. Following that they created family crest shields. Campers used poems from the past days on their shields, and they used symbols to represent them and their families. In the morning campers also wrote some feedback for the teachers about what they’ve enjoyed and what they would keep for next year, and what kind of revisions they would have for camp if they were to attend next year. One of my favorite comments was from a student who wrote ” next year have more activity and crafts and a lot less writing!” Isn’t that wonderful?
During lunch students decided to get the games down that I keep in my classroom and play board games while they ate. There were 4 or 5 groups in the room sitting in the floor playing Monopoly, Scrabble, Checkers, and Life Stories. It took me back to my 4th and 5th grade classroom at Mill Creek Grade School where I was a student in Mr. Ronnie Chaffin’s class. His students could earn credits for free minutes, and several of us would bank our free minutes credits until we had a half day or whole day of time in the bank, then spend the entire day playing board games. As we played math and word games we had NO IDEA how much we were learning. Today as I watched the kids in the floor I know I have the next section of my journal to write tonight.
In the afternoon the campers went outside to the baseball field to do some writing, where they created “I Am” poems. On their way back to school they passed the LES playground and spent a few minutes burning off some excess energy. After all, who can pass a playground and NOT swing for a few minutes? They wrote “Bio Poems” and “I Remember” poems in the afternoon, and published by decorating tissue box holders with their wonderful wizardly words.
Tomorrow is the last day of camp, and we’ll be leaving at noon. I can’t believe 4 days have passed so quickly!
You want to know where I am from?
I’ll tell you I’m from creeks and hollers
and good people. I am from dressing
up for church and Sunday dinners
with extended family and friends.
I’ll tell you I am from Willow
tree switches you pick for yourself.
I come from the heart when I say I
am proud to be a coal miner’s daughter.
I’m from fresh laundry drying on the
line and everyone sharing the chores.
I’ll tell you I’m from brownies, girl scouts and
softball. I’m from mom being my
worst enemy and best friend From
being the bossy but ever loving
big sister to being the sister who looks
to two younger brothers for comfort and assurances.
You want to know where I’m from?
My answer seems an endless
journey of words and memories. I’m from
a happy childhood with an overabundance
of love from a tight knit family.
That is where I’m from.
I am from the land where the dog chases you to the fence
I smell the flowers we grow each day
I am from the land of athletics
Where everyone is competitive
I tasted the dirt; it tasted like turnips
I am from a big brother
And a little brother who does everything I do
I hate lightning bugs
I am from tire swings and tickles
from laughter and love
I am from homemade applesauce
lip puckering as it was
I am from warm baths and bedtime stories
every night before I sleep
I am from church on Sunday
from “hush” and “sit still”
I am from bedtime prayers and baby dolls
and sometimes GI Joe
I am from teasing brothers and cousins
fun in every way.
I am from Christmas Church plays
and Cotton Tails and ears, crawling on the floor to say “bah”.
I am from helping those in need
sometimes giving my own clothes to those who have none
I am from Daddy in the pulpit, Mommy in the pew
that look from him would stop you in the tracks
I am from vacations with pools and palm trees
Grandpa and Grandma Reed always having fun
I am from weekends in Parkersburg with family
Grandma Noland’s house full
I am from friendship, love, and laughter
warmth from others and the sun
Ingredients:
1 adorable baby brother
1 older sister
1 mom and dad – great
No diseases – great health
A good athlete
A truckload of very smart
A dollop of great listener
A pocketful of great secret keeper
Years of best friends
A wink of annoyingness
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