DL assignment 3 due 6/9

Choose an object you own and define how it is symbolic of who you are or who you have become. It can be a pair of shoes, an old toy or some kind of tool( or anything else!). Describe the object first, like you would in a poem or short story, and then explore the ways in which it defines who you are or who you have become. Include insights into the history of the object and how it has become a part of your life experience as well. Your entry should be 2-3 paragraphs long.

Week 9

I hate running and everything about it, but I could't sit calmly aside anymore. I needed to do something to make me feel better, so I went for a jog, and it wasn't that bad. At least I could finally sleep at night.

Macey Distance Learning II

Shakespearean Sonnet 130

CXXX

Her eyes are dull
Her lips are chapped
Her figure's unfull
And her head is scalped

Her cheeks are pasty
Her breath is foul
Her voice is screechy
And her poise draws scowls

All the same
I love her completely
And not for her looks
You must believe me

Distance Learning #2, Petravica

I Had Not Seen It

I had not seen it but now my steps
sounded unstable.

I never heard its voice but now my voice lost it's tone.

And it was a rainy day and my smile
disappeared within the clouds.

But I felt delight of carrying the new
solitude of the dark.

I felt it next to me, burning arms,
shadows and rising pulse.

And my pain, in this blackest night,
entered my body.

But I went alone.

Week 9

I was wondering the other day, if I could be one person for a day, who would I want to be? And I thought, it would be cool to be someone famous because you would get to see their life for an entire day. It would be cool to be someone from a different country because it would be a different lifestyle. It would be cool to be the opposite gender for a day, and have to deal with what they deal with everyday. What would be really cool though, is to be someone that interacts with you on a daily basis, so you could see what you are like from a different perspective. Idk what I would choose, but definitely a cool thing to think about.

Distance Learning #2 Cullen

I hate and I love

We hate or we love. One of the two.
Love can grow into hate.
Hate can grow into love.
Does our mind decide for us which we do?
But can we hate that we love?
And can we love that we hate?
Is that something we can do?
I do not know if we are capable of that, but I know we can do either of the two.

Distance Learning #2 Ellen

Lilac

I inhale the sweet scent

The aroma fills me up

And mixes around within me

The lilac permeates the atmosphere

It blooms across the air

It spreads across time and space

It’s my childhood-

My backyard full of screaming kids,

Freshly cut grass, and grass not yet grown,

A plastic turtle sandbox, guinea pigs,

A rusty sprinkler. Bubbles and bubble wands with

ants crawling all over

And the lilacs in the back and the side of the yard,

They stand like guards

But pretty ones: pink and purple, and white-

There’s white ones too.

These guards stand tall and they stand

For many years

They watch me and the screaming kids grow

And they will watch my son

They will watch my son

They will guard my son

Because he needs a guard

He needs protection

I will do anything to protect him

The guards will stretch across the new yard

They will permeate his youth

They will keep his childhood bottled up in a smell

Much like mine

And no harm will come to him

Under me and the watch of the lilac brigade

week 9

i truly believe everyone is beautiful in their own way. i don't think it's really possible to compare people in that regard, but i think a lot of people struggle with it. "appreciate someone else's beauty without taking away from your own"

week 8

i was really nervous all day because i brought something to lunch that required a microwave. i have never used the school microwave before. so anyways it is lunch and i go to use it and i'm like, shoot, i can't figure out how to open it. and i'm pulling at the door trying to pry it open with my fingernails and all of a sudden a freshman boy walks over and pushes a button and it opens right up and then he just walks away.

week 7

so i went to new york and i was so excited. i was going because of colleges and i had myself all amped up because i was trying to envision myself living here, being a part of the city. so me and my dad step off the train and its already so crazy in the first couple seconds. im trying to convince myself i love it- all the hubub. im starting to vibe and then about a minute later some lady pushes my suitcase and screams "get the f*** out of the way!". ah. new york.

Distance Learning 2 Shanthakumar

The Shore Party

The grill a child begging for more even

though its mouth it has food, food it could never have.

My friends float in the water

A boat speeds by,

bobbing up, down up down,

unaffected, like nothing had happened.

Conversations are replaced with laughter.

Taking about life so long ago

like a second life, a life that is mine but i can never have

things would never do now

Friends I no longer have.

The conversation moved back and forth, up and down….

After a while I realize I'm staring, at the depths of the ocean I'm sinking,

I raise my hand, try to wave I get pulled out.

The cold water reminds me, again the lesson of humility,

As I look back the water still move up and down back and forth, as if nothing had every happened.

week 8

I recently wrote an essay about censorship of the press. I had my uncle proofread it is as he is a newspaper editor and he told me that China censored the word for “censorship.” I guess you can’t be guilty of a crime if nobody can describe what it is.

Week 8 Macey

I went to see Infinity War and although it was good, I learned why stories cannot have too many characters

Week 8

Today I was walking in the rain to the gym and it reminded me old times in Latvia, when no matter if it was snowing, extremely humid or windy, I went to training, because it's who I am and it forms me, what I want to be...

Week 7

I felt quite offended today, when our neighbors called me to sit down at the kids table. I am not kid anymore, I am seventeen!

Week 6

Bad choices make good stories

Macey Week 7

I cooked up a fish that my friend caught and I realized that I’m glad we have supermarkets now, since it did not work too well

Macey Week 6

The Massachusetts hats for DECA were the worst ones and I realized that it was possible for another state to beat us at something