Friday, September 23, 2011

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Your Turn to Shine!

Here is a little bit about me:

Name: Emily
Age: Middle schooler :)
Birthday: August 15th
Favorite Book: Coraline
Favorite Color: Electric Blue
Sports: Cross Country, Soccer
I love stlenign ot cmisu.

You probably noticed that the last statement made NO sense. The last three words are jumbled up. The first person to unjumble these words and post it in the comments box gets a special youtube video made about them! Good luck!

My Friend Carly

Caring
Amazing
Really Smart
Loveable
You know you can count on her

Joyful
Awesome
Nice
Exciting

Sunday, September 4, 2011

The Library

Close your eyes. You walk in and get a warm feeling, as you see little girls on oversized chairs looking at picture books with big flowers, happy children, sunlight, and toy shops filled with teddy bears and dolls and little girls counting their coins. The smell of freshly cut paper drifts past your nose and you peer at the shelves. You walk by countless titles and authors that are waiting to be discovered and colorful signs with characters from baby shows. Then you climb a mountain of stairs, and arrive at a world of thick books and thin print. The librarian asks you if you have a card, and you bring your books home. Then you open your eyes and rub them, then adjust your position on the couch.

A Poem

Beautiful.
Wonderful.
Generous.
Supportive.
Sweet.
Kind.
Amazing.
Life-changing.
The reason why I write.
Whoever just read that poem, that is about you.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Early

The sunlight shone on my face like a shiny pearl. The pure warmth of it relaxed me and made me snuggle into my purple comforter. It was like a silk layer of comfort and heat. I laid there, appreciating the moment. The birds were chirping, singing sweet, lovely songs about dreams and the morning that not even the Rosetta tone can understand. The trees have leaves that have small beads of dew that remind me of crystals. The window I'm looking out of is my only way of seeing the beautiful outside world. So I enjoy a few more minutes in the warmth of my bed and then get dressed and go outside. But morning is gone. It has disappered into mid-morning, and I lost the experience for those few minutes. But there's always tomorrow, I think to myself, and now, I have to live today to the fullest!

Flying

As I ran to the edge, I sucked in all my breath.
And then, as if there was an airbag pushing me back, I stopped and teetered.
Do I really want to do this?
To late.
I fell.
The crisp wind wooshed between my toes and through my hair and wrapped around me like a security blanket of cold.
That was when I felt the ground leave, as if it had crumbled into thin air.
That loss of safety made a chill run up my spine.
I was falling.
I whisked through the air and dipped and dived and twirled and flipped and spun and twisted into so many random shapes I felt like a pretzel.
And then, as I spiraled downward, I finally hit the cool water underneath me with the tips of my toes and the last of the wind stung my cheeks before I plunged below the waters surface.
I realized that I hadn't been falling. I had been flying.
And then my eyes popped open. I was warm safe and sound, snuggled inder my covers with the pure, golden sunlight I love shining down on me.