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Poems by Noah

The school year is nearly over. This morning, we went to Noah’s class breakfast, which celebrated the end of 4th grade. While we groggily sipped our coffee and ate our baked goods, we also got to see a lot of Noah’s school work from the past couple of months.  His hand-drawn map of Colonial America was great and his science folder was well-organized, but his poetry journal is just fantastic…and absolutely MUST be shared.

So, unedited, the following are a sampling of poems by Noah…

An Alphabet Pyramid

M

Marker

Mellow Marker

Marker Marker Mocks

Mellow Marker Mocks Mythically

A Poem in the style of Langston Hughes

In Time of Frosty Snow

In time of frosty snow

I see a village

covered in frosting

The smell of maple

Syrup steels my nose

In time of frosty snow

I see a chanukia

In a window

And a Christmas

Tree as bright as

The stars in the night sky

A loud steam engine

Roars its way by

The horse drawn sleigh

Rings its way by

And the kids

Come out to

Play.

In the time of frosty snow

I feel

Like an angel

An angel

An angel

Cinquain

Blood

Red and Salty

Always rushing around

Coming out of a big red scrape

Liquid

Poems in the style of William Carlos Williams

Computer

I went on your

computer and

accidentally

erased your

presentation

I knew it was

tomorrow but

I did it anyway

Forgive me

it was fun.

and the

laptop was

so cool.

—————

TJs

The produce section

of

Trader Joe’s is where

food

begs to get out

of their packages

which shine like

A brand new lightbulb

Old Pizza

Pizza with old trout

the smell of rotten sourkraut

my nose is really scrunching up

my face looks like a wrinkled lump

Tomato sauce is starting to ooze

I smell the smell of worn out shoes

it’s even worse than rotten dairy

and highly toxic, so DO NOT CARRY!

Remember, in junior high, when your pit-stained social studies teacher explained the meaning behind the phrase, “There’s no such thing as a free lunch”?

I think kids should learn that concept much sooner than 7th grade.

Perhaps a change in the curriculum is due.

Due like the $150 we owe to the school cafeteria because Noah has been buying lunch IN ADDITION to eating the ample lunch that I pack for him everyday.

ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY AMERICAN DOLLARS.

Since September, he’s been using his school lunch PIN-code to buy extra food. Last week, he was sent home with a detailed printout of his account along with a bill and a note from the cafeteria saying that we should regularly check his school lunch account online.

It was shocking to me.  Sometimes he bought as much as another full meal.  Other times, he purchased ice cream or cookies.  Either way, in the last six months, he’s augmented his lunch at least three times a week and it’s added up very quickly.

Because we pack his lunches, it never occurred to us to check his account.  He never complained about needing more food or mentioned buying extra from the cafeteria. We had virtually no reason to think that we owed a balance, nevermind one that surpassed $100.

Obviously, we needed to confront him, which we did after his sisters went to bed.

At first, he denied EVERYTHING.  But, given the fact that his school picture would have appeared to the lunch room staff every time he entered his PIN, we were pretty sure that the printout was legitimate.

We weren’t angry, but explained that we wished he’d been honest with us from the start and made it clear that we expected his honesty henceforth.

He grumped and grumbled and said we were being mean when we told him that his allowance money would go into a jar until he had enough to pay his debt.  He nodded begrudgingly when we explained that anymore cafeteria purchases would be met with severe limitations to his social life.

On the other hand (and with some supervision), he’s now allowed him to make his own bigger, better lunches.

A few days after we confronted him, he apologized and admitted the whole truth about buying extra food.

“I didn’t think it would cost anything”, he lamented.

“Everything costs something, Noah”, I said, “There’s no such thing as a free lunch.”

A Short Story by Lilah

Lilah has an amazing teacher who fosters creativity in every classroom activity, no matter what the topic.  So, when Lilah told me that her class was writing short stories, I knew the results would be pretty great.

I was definitely not disappointed. For your reading pleasure…

The Spooky Day

By Lilah

Once, when I was at camp playing hockey, an alien popped out of nowhere.  It said, “Can I play hockey with you?”

Nobody knew what to say.

The alien said, “Thanks, I love hockey” and played a game with us.

When the game was over, it tried to attack us.

I found the alien ship and pulled a lever. Something like a hammer came out and started to bang the alien on its head.  My knee pushed a different lever. It pushed the alien up in the air.

The alien fell down and got out. It put me into its ship.

It took me into space.

I escaped the alien ship and landed on a weird planet called Zombie Planet. The zombies looked scary, but just wanted to play.

One zombie pushed me.  I slipped and fell off Zombie Planet, came back to Earth, and landed on top of my school.

I climbed down and started to play.  It was getting dark.  I walked home, but nobody was home.

So, I put on the movie Labyrinth.

When it was over, I went to bed.

It had been a spooky day.

About the author: Lilah lives in Massachusetts with her brother, sister, mom and dad. She wrote this story because she likes hockey and aliens.