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THE HOUSTON HOME JOURNAL
Works of Art
Tho B&sefcal Playsps
One pleasant day in Tokyo, Japan, Rini, Rina,
and Hotaru were munching down on chocolate
rabbit shaped cookies. Suddenly, Rini stared at a
newly built ball park near Sideways High School.
“Wow. This is a beautiful baseball field,” shouted
Rini! “It might be a good idea to play here,”
exclaimed Hotaru. “Yeah, but look at he sign,”
told Rina as she pointed at the sign. “Not for non
baseball players.” “Well that’s not fun,” moaned
Rini. Next they raced to Rae’s house and saw Rae
picking up bate and gloves. The girls walked in.
“Why are you girls here, didn’t I tell you to call
first,” Rae scowled. “Yes, but can we borrow those
bate and gloves please?” asked Rina. “Sure, you
can keep them.” Rae calmly shrieked. “We’re
going over to Seriena’s house now. Do you want to
come?” questioned Rini. “Sure,” Rae blurted out.
Then they ran to Seriena’s house and discovered
that Honiara, Michel, Lita, Amy, Mina, and
Seriena were talking about baseball games for col
leges. “You know it’s going to be harder when it
happens, okay,” Michel teased. “Yeah, but we can
handle it.” Lina told him. “We’ve got the field and
the gear,” told Rini as she opened the baseball bag.
“Alright let’s go,” Mina excitedly spoke. When
they got there Hotaru put them in their spots.
Rae, Amy, and Lita: outfield. Michel: first base.
Rini: second. Seriena: short stop. Third base is
herself. Rina and Homara are at bat. A machine
pitched to Rina and she hit it. Then Rae caught it.
“Your out,” yelled Rae. Rina dragged the bat back
to the dug out and they kept playing for three
hours. “That was a great score we had, 10 to 12,
a great game,” exclaimed Rina. At last the game
was over and everyone went home. “Hooray for
baseball,” Rina and Hotaru screamed as they went
home.
Jessica Cooley
Mrs. Kilgore’s Homeroom
Fifth Grade
Parkwood Elementary School
TIP
Tap dancing is a
Loud dance.
Tap is like pennies
On the bottom of your shoes.
It is fun because you just
Wiggle your legs and you
Stomp your feet.
Queen Isis Gadson
Mrs. Kirchoff
Second grade FOCUS class
Northside Elementary
Sportsmanship
The word sportsmanship means someone who
plays fair and can lose without complaining to
other players. I show sportsmanship when my
soccer team loses a game. My team always shakes
hands with the other team and tells them it was a
good game. When I play board games, I show
what this word means by being happy for the win
ner. Having good sportsmanship shows that a per
son isn’t selfish. It shows that you are a team
player.
By Lexy Moore
Mrs. Epperson’s Second grade Class
Northside Elementary
"In A Hole' Other WorkT
One day, while I was walking down a rough
street, I saw a hole. I thought I could fit in it. So,
I went in the hole. It felt like I was in a dream.
Why, you ask? That’s because I saw people acting
like animals and animals acting like people. I
knew from there, I was in a “hole” other world.
My mom and dad are barking. I found my boy
fnend, Jodecey. He looked really sick, so I said,
“What’s wrong?” He was frowning. I tried to talk
to him, but I barked, instead. He looked at me like
I was crazy. I decided to stay with him the rest of
the day. Then, I climbed out of the hole and felt
more normal.
My dream was crazy, because when I got home,
my mom and dad were already there! They were
eating dinner! I asked them, “What’s up?” In a
suspicious way, they said, “Bark, bark, bark!” I
KNEW it was going to be a while before I could get
to the bottom of this!
Soraya Brown
Toni Henson Slade’s Fourth Grade Class
Northside Elementary School
Houston County
Stall Ira Bnutlfil
I went to the beach and got some shells,
and they sounded like beautiful bells.
I saw the waves; they made me want to stay.
Then I saw the glistening sun but it started to
bum.
I left the beach, happy to have my beautiful
gifts.
Jamie Epperson
Mrs. Kirchoff
Third grade FOCUS class
Northside Elementary
Flame Auger, so pearly white.
Tiger Cowries with black spots and the rest of
the shell brown.
Crashing waves bringing starfish to share.
The glistening sea so wonderful to see.
It seems to me shells are beautiful things.
Elizabeth Dunford
Mrs. Kirchoff
Third grade FOCUS class
Northside Elementary
My tatuni Sw Mil
The setting sun, a gigantic crab rustling across
the beach,
A sand dune with enormous waves crashing
against them,
Little star fish cross the sand to watch the set
ting sun.
Seth Semones
Mrs. Kirchoff
Fourth grade FOCUS class
Northside Elementary
Keep Your Bhoes On
It was a hot summer day and I was all out of
breath from racing with my sister Jasmine. It
really didn’t matter to me that I was out of breath.
I was five and nothing mattered to me. “Wait
Jasmine I need to tie my shoe!” I yelled. Okay. I
am going to get some water from the table.
. I wanted to take off my shoes. I run much
faster. “I am back,” screamed Jasmine. “Lets race
some more.” On your mark, get set, go!
“AH, my foot!” I cried. “What now?” whined
Jasmine. “I ran over a piece of glass,” I moaned.
Jasmine said with attitude, “I should help you. See
that’s why mother said not to take off our shoes.
Are you okay?” “No, my foot is bleeding as bad as
an open heart.” I said. “I will go to the bench
where mother is sitting and tell her. She probably
has cream and a band aid she can put on it.”
Jasmine said.
“Well hurry, it hurts,” I said. “Oh, stop the
whining, you should have kept your shoes on,”
Jasmine said. “Mother, Ametia got glass stuck in
her foot,” Jasmine said to Mother. “What?” said
Mother (She blows in a frustrated way). When she
put that cream on my foot it felt like it was rain
ing needles of fire.
We raced again and again. Can you believe she
won every race? We raced until 8:30 that night.
Let’s go get ice cream. Whoever gets to the car
first gets a large cone. Last one gets the small one.
“Who is the fastest now Jasmine,” I asked? “You
are the fastest,” said Jasmine. “Oh, thank you,
hey you cheated!” I said.
From this day forward I always keep my shoes
on!
Ametia Leshay Miller
Mrs. PuUum’s Homeroom
Fifth Grade
Parkwood Elementary School
THE LUCKY DAY
One day, I woke up and looked in the mirror.
Usually, my hair is a mess, but today it was per
fect! I wondered what happened to me, but who
cares! I didn’t have to brush through all those
nasty tangles!
When I got to school, everyone was asking me to
give them my autograph! It was suspicious, but
still very cool! When I got the class, I was the
leader! The teacher let me teach the class! I was
- haying a lucky day!
When I got to my house, I opened the door and
went inside. My little sister didn’t bug me at all!
Instead, she had cookies made just for me! My
mom came in and asked me if I had homework.
All I had to do was one math sheet. I went to my
room. I thought to myself, “This is the best day of
my life!”
The following morning, I looked in the mirror.
My hair was a mess! I brushed it and said, “Hey,
maybe school still has some lucky in it!” I got to
school and had NO LUCK! I guess luck just comes
once, and only once a lifetime!
Kailyn McDearmid
Toni Henson Slade’s Fourth Grade Class
Northside Elementary School
Houston County
Morales
Tolerance is the willingness to be tolerant: a
putting up with people whose opinions or ways dif
fer from one’s own. I think tolerance is being will
ing to let other people do as they think best. My
sister likes rock and roll and I don’t. I show toler
ance by not getting mad at other people’s beliefs.
Here are a few examples of tolerance. My sister
thinks a dog is cute and I don’t. My friend does
not believe in Santa and I do. That is what toler
ance means. It is important to be tolerant. If peo
ple weren’t tolerant, they would not be nice or
polite.
Jalena Duffey
Northside Elementary
Third grade
Mrs. Stuerman
In a World I Could Make
In my own world, I could lay down with no
noise.
I could just sit there and do nothing.
In my word, I would look at clouds.
I could maybe be a star in the sky.
In my world, I could stay on a pony. I might be
great in a race.
In my world, I could have a party. We could stay
up until 2:00 a.m.
It would be great in my world.
Abby Olsen
Mrs. Kirchoff
Third grade FOCUS class
Northside Elementary
H My Bfte Were Made of Chocolate
If my bike were made of chocolate then when
I’m riding it, I’d be eating my bike. When I
arrived at my friend’s house I’d ask him if he
desired any. If so, I’d give him a taste. We’d eat
all the pieces we wanted.
The bike would take us to extraordinary places,
like a city made of chocolate. When we got there
we would eat everything in sight-the buildings,
the vehicles, and everything else we could get our
hands on.
We’d be able to travel to far off places because
when we got hungry, we could just eat a part of my
bike. When we arrived at my house my parents
asked what happened. They laughed and said I
have an overwhelming imagination.
Sean Perryman
Mrs. Kirchoff
Third grade FOCUS class
Northside Elementary
These selections give readers a chance to see what wonderful things our
children do in the classroom. Our teachers do a fantastic job focusing on
literacy, and our children are developing strong skills as writers and read
ers. Each month you will be able to sample
some exciting things coming out of
Houston County’s schools.
1 am the Dream"
Martin Luther King, Jr. was a great civil rights
leader. He taught blacks not to fight back with
fists, but with words. He told them violence was
wrong and told them there were other ways to
take a stand. These ways included: boycotts,
strikes, and sit- ins.
Martin Luther King, Jr. is credited with one of
the most famous speeches in United States histo
ry. On August 28,1963 at the steps of the Lincoln
Memorial in Washington, D.C., more than two
thousand people came to hear King’s speech. His
speech is now known as “I Have a Dream”. He
included these things in his speech: he wanted
black and white children going to school with each
other; he didn’t want his 4 children following the
path of segregation. In his dream, he wanted
everyone to sit down at the same table of brother
hood. He wanted people to march with him and
not turn back. He also wanted the nation to rise
up and live out the true meaning of its creed. “We
hold these truths to be self - evident that all men
are created equal.”
His speech has impacted my life a lot because I
wouldn’t to see people get thrown in jail for no
reason. If things were still segregated, I wouldn’t
have many of my friends or teachers. If it were
still segregated, I would not like it because black
children would not get the same respect as white
children.
I have become Dr. King’s DREAM. I am going
to school with a black boy and we are skipping
happily along. I am at the park playing Frisbee
with a black kid. I am a white boy playing base
ball with a black boy and telling him, “Hey we can
finally be friends and be on the same team”.
Christopher Matthews
Mrs. Harvey’s Homeroom
Fifth Grade
Parkwood Elementary School
How I am like a Gilt
I am like a gift because I was given to my moth
er by God, like all other gifts that are given to
someone. I am like a gift because sometimes I am
noisy, like talking action figure men. I am like a
gift because I’m bright and colorful on the inside
like the outside wrapper of a gift.
I’ve been born with my own gift of intelligence
and artistic talents. Another way I am like a gift is
that I have many good things inside of me. I am
like a special gift that is very much treasured.
These are the ways I am like a gift.
D’Untavious Harris
Mrs. Kirchoff
Fifth grade FOCUS class
Northside Elementary
How I am like a Gift
I am like a gift in many ways. lam like a gift
because I have many surprises. I am like a gift
because I am neat like a bow. I am like a gift
because I have layers.
These are only a few of the ways I am like a gift
because lam gifted. I am like a gift because I am
delicate. I am like a gift because I am small, but
valuable.
That is how I am like a gift. If you want to be
like a gift, all you have to do is be yourself.
Drew Lewis
Mrs. Kirchoff
Fifth grade FOCUS class
Northside Elementary
Hide and Seok
One day I was very bored and I had nothing to
do. I wanted to play my favorite game, “Hide and
Go Seek”. So I went outside to go play, but first I
asked my brother, but he said he didn’t want to
play with me. I played for about three hours all by
myself. Then it got dark and my brother came
out. He said, “Candice it is time to come in.”
I refused to come in, although I was tired and
hungry. I begged and begged until he said he’d
play with me. He said he’d play for about sor 4
minutes. It was my turn to hide while he would
seek. So I searched the woods for a good hiding
place.
Then I saw a good hiding place. It was a tiny
cave with leaves all over it. I got on my hands and
knees and started to crawl in the cave. It was very
dark in the haunted looking cave. I could see the
road or highway from where I was. Then I saw a
police car drive passed. “I wonder if my brother
knows where I am.” I asked.
So I waited and waited and waited. “Where is
he?” I thought to myself. I better get out of here
and quick. As I tried to crawl out of the cave I ran
into a big tree. I couldn’t see a thing. I kept
bumping into stuff.
Finally, I found the highway and I wasn’t lost!!!
“BEEP!! BEEP!!” honked a furious driver. What
is his or her problem? I was like an inch away
VISITIN'
From page 8A
• • •
Perry High School 1954 classmates are
gearing up for their 50th year class reunion.
June 11 and 12 are the definite dates but
other plans are tentative at this time. Local
1954 graduates who are on the planning
committee include Jeanne McDonnald,
Joyce Jones, Bobbe Richardson, Peggy
Dobbs, Lilli Ann Barrett, Sylvia Grimes,
Coleyne Connell and Agnes Farr.
Of the 60 graduates, only eight are
deceased. The committee has been unable to
locate Donnie Lamar and Paul Barry.
• • •
Congratulations to Beth Tabor of Atlanta
who was recently selected from 76 appli
cants to participate in the 2004 American
Issues Forum program of Leadership
FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 27, 2004
from the car. Phew! I made it across the street
safe at last. When I got back home I saw my par
ents crying. “Mom, Dad are you okay?” I asked.
“No, the question is are you okay?” They both
asked. I gave them a big hug and a kiss. I know
one thing. I am never playing hide and go seek
ever again.
Candice McLellan
Mrs. Gibson’s Homeroom
Fifth Grade
Parkwood Elementary School
Dear Mark
Today I walked along the beach on Cumberland
Island. It was beautiful. I even found a turtle
shell. I loved it and there was a beautiful sunset.
When the stars came out, they looked like little
crystals floating in the sky.
Then it got dark and I saw something glowing.
It was like a diamond shining in the night- Being
brave, I took a closer look. It was a pearl! I picked
it up and put it in my pocket, but before that I
checked for any holes in my pocket. There
weren’t any.
When I got home that night, I showed my mom
and dad the pearl, got in my PJ.’s , put the pearl
under my pillow and went to bed. The next morn
ing I got my pearl out and I didn’t find one pearl-
I found two! I was surprised. I ate breakfast and
went for another beautiful walk.
Kailyn McDearmid
Mrs. Kirchoff
Fourth grade FOCUS class
Northside Elementary
PERFECT
Once upon a time there lived a penguin named
Perfect.
Perfect had friends named Goodly, Lovely,
Angel, Neatly, and Tacky. They all lived on an ice
berg. They loved to play ice hockey and skate
when they were out of school.
When they wet to school the next day they
noticed a sign that said Tacky contest tomorrow.
They all decided they would dress tacky tomor
row. So when school was out they rushed home to
find their tackiest outfits. They were so deter
mined to win the contest that they did not even
play ice hockey or skate.
The next day at school they were all dressed
pretty tacky.
But somebody stood out, a girl penguin named
Ragine. Ragine had on a red and yellow stripped
shirt, green shorts long stockings and shoes that
did not match. When the contest came, of course
Ragine won. , • t
The friends asked Ragine to come over and play
some ice hockey after school. Now they had a new
friend.
Bree Holley
Northside Elementary
Second grade
Karen McDearmid
Wondrous Shells by the Seashore
Shells have wondrous sounds, like the sound of
the ocean that sound beautiful.
Shells look shiny and dazzling as I loqk at them
from the seashore.
Shells, many different kinds, bleeding tooth,
tusk, pink conch, giant pacific oyster, and hermit
crab shell.
Many shapes, many kinds to look at. As I gaze
at the shells, I see my reflection gazing back at me.
This ends my tale of wondrous shells.
Remember, there are many to see. When you go to
the beach, collect some shells, you will find it very
neat.
Sean Perryman
Mrs. Kirchoff
Third grade FOCUS class
Northside Elementary
Dear Marx
Today I walked along the beach on Cumberland
Island. As I walked, everything seemed peaceful
and calm. All the animals seemed very content
and so was I.
I saw a sandpiper bird. It didn’t notice me, so I
decided to see how close I could get to it. As I
started to come close the sand started to move.
Before I knew it I was squatting with my hands on
my head as a gigantic herd of wild horses thun
dered by me.
When I thought they were gone I opened one
eye, then another, but one horse remained. It
seemed worried. When it saw me get up it seemed
satisfied that I was alright and galloped off.
Lyndsey Shelton
Mrs. Kirchoff
Fourth grade FOCUS class
Northside Elementary
America. (Story appeared in the HHJ Feb.
24, p. 6A)
Beth is the daughter of Ralph and
Elizabeth Tabor and a 1968 Perry High
School graduate.
• • •
This bread recipe is my assignment for
our upcoming supper club soiree. Yum.
Battery tari Ctaete Muffin
2 cups self-rising flour
1 cup butter, melted
1 6.5 oz. Garlic-Herb Cheese
(Alouette brand if possible)
1/2 cup sour cream
Stir all together, spoon into miniature
muffin pans. Bake at 350 degrees for 25
minutes or till lightly browned.
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