Deoxyribonucleic Acid
It’s our reason for
Being on this Earth today.
It is Dna.

(”deoxyribonucleic acid is pronounced “de OX ee ri bow noo KLAY ik AS id”)

Comment by    Zach B. =) 03.29.09 @ 4:46 pm

Waffles
Waffles are yellow.
Put them on a plate with some
Sticky, brown syrup.

Comment by    Zach B. =) 03.29.09 @ 4:48 pm

A writing piece
There Tyniece is, staring
off into space,trying to think
of a tpoic for her writing folder.
She takes the piece of paper,
and lays it on her desk.
Finally,she starts to write
down all of her Favorite
memories and thoughts of
her family or school,maybe.
She`s still writing, writing,writing,
trying to finish her piece of writing.
She erases her sentence,and tries to make it better.

Comment by    Beth Crittendon 03.29.09 @ 5:15 pm

“Last Night At Church”
Last night at my church,we had games,fellowship,and
sang “Amazing Grace My Chains Are Gone” with the youth.
Well,when we went to Y.E.C, Mr. Charles said that
we had to say Thank you to the church for letting us
go to Y.E.C, and last night we had to say it
in front of the church.
I told them that the first time of going,
I had a fantastic time.
After everyone got done, everybody started clapping.

Comment by    Beth Crittendon 03.30.09 @ 6:09 pm

Asking, Asking

Asking, asking
everyone says no.
“Do you have a piece of gum?”
he continually asks.
He gets up,
and throws something
away.
Still asking, asking.
Oh, wait,
now he has some!
Finally, Finally.
Now Connor
has gum.

Comment by    Sarah-Catherine T. 03.30.09 @ 7:19 pm

Deep Down Inside

“Aaaaahh!” screamed Sarah Beth. She bolted out of bed and ran into the hallway that led ot her bedroom. Okay. She breathed a sigh of relief. Her dream-nightmare, really- was not true. She was still on Earth with her family.
She padded back to her bedroom and laid down. Just out of curiosity, she glanced at the clock. 7:45. SHe was dozing off when she realized that that meant she would be late.
Sarah Beth threw her covers off of her and her bed. She jumped up and ran to her bedroom. Okay. She made a mental list. Deoderant, check; brush teeth, check; perfume, check; clothes. Hmmm. Where were her clothes? Didn’t she lay them in here last night? Suddenly she remembered the time. Oh well, she thought. I’ll just get some other ones.
Sarah Beth threw on her clothes and fixed her hair. Hurrying, she grabbed her book bag and ran out the door.
“Hey!” yelled her mom. “Hurry up! Get in the car, SB!” Sarah Beth hopped into her mom’s Saturn.
“So, what do you think happened?” asked Sarah Beth’s best friend, Kennedy, later that day.
“I don’t know. They just weren’t there.”
“Well, that’s wierd. I think it was aliens.” Kennedy was all about sci-fi resolutions.
“Kennedy,” said Sarah Beth,” aliens don’t exist.”
“Whatever. I still-”
“Conversation over,” interupted Sarah Beth.
“-think it was aliens,” finished Kennedy. Sarah Beth rolled her eyes. Deep down inside herself, Sarah Beth had a hunch that Kennedy was right.

Comment by    Sarah-Catherine T. 03.30.09 @ 8:13 pm

On the first day of sixth grade, I went to my homeroom and Mrs. Thomas gave us a schedule for the period. My parents said that since there are seven periods, it makes the day go by faster.

When I went to the next period, I wondered who my teacher would be. After science we went to Social Studies. Next, we went to fourth period and we went to Mrs. Hudson’s class. Then I went to sixth period, then to Mrs. Cheri. We only wnt to that class for a short time.

Comment by    Cody Johnstone 03.30.09 @ 10:23 pm

My first trip to Library
I was in first grade went my Mom took me to the library for the first time. It seemed so big. There was a ton of books. I was so excited.

My Mom signed me up for my own library card. I picked out three books. I remember that my favorite book was about the Titanic. I checked that book out three times.

Comment by    Cody Johnstone 03.30.09 @ 10:26 pm

My Pencil

Oh Pencil
you are so sharp
you are so pink and shiney
you help me write
oh pencil
thank you.

Comment by    macie 03.30.09 @ 10:28 pm

The Tiger

Once apon a time,a girl was walking down the street,and she saw a tiger. The tiger was orange with pink strips. next thing she knew was the tiger was purring and rubbing against her legs. She looked around the street to see of the owner of the tiger was looking for it,but she saw no one.
So she took the tiger home. When she got home,her mother called,”Emily? Is that you?”"Yes,mother it is me,” Emily said. “Mother,can you come here for a second?” “Yes,dear.”
When she got to the front of the house,where Emily and the tiger were,she screamed her head off. “Where did it come from?” “What?” “The Tiger!” “Oh,I found him while I was walking this morning.” “Why did you bring him home?” “Because he was purring and rubbing against my legs.There was no one around him. I brought him home to see if you would let me kept him.” “Well, did you give him a name?” “No.”
Then her mom decided on a very good name for the tiger.They called the tiger Purcey. It was not to fancy and not to dull. It was just right.
The next day, Emily woke up eailer than normal,but when she and Purcey got to the kitchen there was blood everywhere. Then they went to the bathroom, and their was a large tiger with blood all over. Emily turned it over,and the tiger had a knife in it. That whole day, Emily and Purcey sat in the bathroom and cried. It was a sad day.
The next day,Emily and her mother were talking. Emily was telling her mom about all what had happen,yesterday.It turned out that her mom had went to the store late the night before the large tiger had come.She was shopping for stuff the really needed,and when she got home. She saw the tiger,grabed the knife very slowly,and stabbed it in the tiger.The tiger then walked out of the kitchen into the bathroom.
Then her mother went to go get some rags,bleach,and some more cleaning stuff. Before she left she could not do anything for the tiger,because the knife had gone right through the heart. She knew this becasue she is a vet. That day ended with that. It was very sorry,sad day like before.
Emily,her mom,and Purcey the prayed.Then want to bed.They all lives Happy Ever After.

Comment by    Danielle R 03.30.09 @ 10:30 pm

Snowball
I remember when I got a white rabbit with brown spots. We went to Dyersburg. We went to Wal-mart first then the mall then we went to Tractor Supply. We walked around and saw some rabbits in a cage for thirteen dollars. When we got home it climbed up the steps.
I was sitting on the couch and the rabbit came out and layed down on my lap and went to sleep. My brother came in woke her up she clawed me and I screamed.
We have this black male rabbit that is a fat evil rabbit.

Comment by    justin richardson 03.30.09 @ 11:07 pm

Haikus

Look at that lizard,
or at that flying monkey.
Ha, ha! Made you look!

I see a small car
going on a big, huge road.
I hope it gets squashed.

Look at that Slinky
bouncing down the big, tall stairs.
It is very brave.

Comment by    Jake 03.31.09 @ 8:34 am

My Hometown
My hometown,Dyer,Tennessee, is one of the best towns.
When people think of Dyer, they think a small town with big hearts. It is impossible to go into a convient store without getting a smile or a “how’s it going.”
Yes,Dyer is a everyone knows everyone town, but i like it that why.

Dyer is the best town for families. The local park has new playground equipment,and picnic tables for birthdays, family reunions, and other things.

We have two resteraunts, a subway, a pizza pro, chesterfried, and a baskin robbins. Dyer’s food is like having home cooked meals.

Comment by    Courtney 03.31.09 @ 4:54 pm

Busketti
Everyone has their own favorite food. Mine starts with an “S” and ends with a “paghetti.” Thats right its spaghetti. I love it. I don’t know why, but the taste draws me in, like preps to american eagle, Im addicted. The smell the taste the look can bring me in wherever I am. I have no specific kind but i prefer my mammaws. The way she cooks it so thick and perfect. It makes my mouth water during prayer right before we devour the scrumpicious meal.

I rememebr when I was young it was my favorite food, but it wasn’t spaghetti. W

Comment by    Courtney 03.31.09 @ 5:00 pm

when i was young it was basketti. I loved me some basketti. I craved it night and day. Everytime i would see the love scene on “Lady and the Tramp” i would freak and want my basketti then and there. I was a fat kid, wanting some basketti.

Comment by    Courtney 03.31.09 @ 5:02 pm

We were just having class, and then somebody said that they just saw a mouse. Everyone started screaming and trying to find where it was. We didn’t see it for a second, then it came out from where ever it was.

Some people started standing on their desks and moving to the opposite side of the mouse was. All of the boys, or most of them, were trying to catch it.

The boys saw the mouse and kept trying to catch it, and they couldn’t. The mouse started going toward the desks, and all you could hear were people screaming.

The mouse went to the book shelf in the classroom,and Josh tried to catch it. Riley ended up stepping on it, while trying to stop it. It made the mouse die. It was squished and everything. That poor mouse is now gone.

Comment by    Ashley 03.31.09 @ 6:15 pm

when you get a call
from somebody in the mall.
Don’t answer,
because you cuold get cancer.
Start stalling,
for whoever is calling.
Don’t get into a situation
for giving out information.
So always remember to ask
a parent for another task.
When somebody calls you during class,
while during the pass,
don’t ever respond,
for someone could put you in a pond.
So don’t
get in this mess, while your wet.

Comment by    Ashley 03.31.09 @ 6:22 pm

Surprise Attack

Friday night my brother, Alex, left the window to our room open. Turns out a wasp got in our room and made itself at home in my bed! So at about eleven o’clock, I got in my bed.

Before I could realize what was going on, my foot was searing with pain! The wasp had stung me right on my ankle, and it started swelling up about five minutes after I got stung.

The next day, my foot was swollen up so large I couldn’t wear my regular shoes. I had to wear my mom’s huge crocs for a whole day. My foot still hurts a little bit, even three days after the whole thing happened. So believe me when I tell you to check your bed for bed bugs. Because if you don’t, there could be a lot of pain! Most importantly, don’t leave the window open!

Comment by    Grant Jones 03.31.09 @ 9:36 pm

The Lift

My brother, Mitchell, put an eight-inch Rough Country lift on his 1997 Jeep Wrangler. He also has thirty-seven inch Super Swamper IROK tires on it! For the exhaust system, he has a three-inch Flowmaster tip.

He has an appointment tomorrow though to take the lift off and bring it back down to a two-inch lift with thirty-two inch tires. When he told me the news, I was very sad!

Comment by    Grant Jones 03.31.09 @ 9:45 pm

desks are boring and,
uncomfortable too.
i don’t like them,
how about you?
but yet they help you do work
in an ordely way.
they make me wanna hit the hay.
but sadly i have to deal with them everyday.
until i get out of school and that’ll be cool.

Comment by    drew hunt 04.01.09 @ 3:24 pm

This week in Science,we have
been reviewing for TCAP.
Monday we got in groups,
and took a twenty question
pretest.Tuesday Mrs.Thomas picked
the highest grades in our class,and
they were team captains.
They got teams.I was on Kennedy’s team.
We were winning by five hundred points,
We bet it all and lost Cell Jeopardy.

Comment by    Taneia Taylor 04.01.09 @ 3:54 pm

Life?

My life turns out good,
than it turns bad,
again.
“Poeple want to help?” you say.
You want them to help,but you say no,
sorry.
You feel bad and want to go back,
but you can’t.
I hope life turns out well again.
I want to live,but I don’t want to die sad.
Please come back I need you more than you think becase I love you!

Comment by    Katelyn Rickman 04.01.09 @ 4:05 pm

“Tear”
Little drops
Of angel tears
Fall from the sky.
I look up,
And I don’t even realize
The moisture on my cheek.
Starting to cry,
I wonder if anyone will notice.
Sometimes I think
This is the only time
I can cry.
When it rains,
The thunder doesn’t bother me.
I only shut my eyes.
A tear squeezes out
And lands on the muddy atmosphere.

Comment by    Katie Barton 04.02.09 @ 10:04 am

“I Don’t Care”
I might as well start crying.
I do it every night
As it is.
Why stop the habit now?
Eyeliner and mascara
Smear on my face;
It’s all over my palms.
I whine and weep,
But noone hears my cry.
I really don’t care.
Why won’t this nightmare end?
I guess there is a reason,
I just haven’t found it yet.
I’m really confused,
But I don’t try to understand.
I really don’t care.
Why can’t I shut up?
All of this
Is making me delirious;
I start to laugh.
I’ve officially gone crazy.
I really don’t care.
I lay my head down.
I’m tired,
But I dare not to sleep.
If I sleep,
The nightmare will start all over again.
I start to cry again.
Now,I can’t breathe.
Starting to laugh again,
I fall asleep.
In my dreams
I die,
But when I awake
I’m alive.
That’s my nightmare;
My life.
It’s a never ending story.
Oh well,
It’s not like I care.

Comment by    Katie Barton 04.02.09 @ 10:14 am

Back When…

I remember when…
Life was as simple as A,B,C.
Endless thoughts never occured…
And naptime wasn’t needed.
There weren’t any problems…
Except,”What’s for dinner?” and “Why?”
I never missed sleep…
I never worried about hair and makeup…
I just flew throuh life with grace.
Now…
I’m deprived of sleep…
I barely ever remember what I did yesterday…
I care about a lot of stupid cra that doesn’t matter…
And I have a whole lot more worries.
I sometimes…
Sit in my room…
And wonder about the mysteries of the human mind.
I stare at my cieling.
And think.
Back to the days of innocence.
When life was no more than A blade of grass.
I miss that,now.

Comment by    Kayla 05.05.09 @ 12:57 pm

A breath of fresh air

I remember when
I walked out onto the porch
and first noticed nature.
I mean REALLY noticed!
The trees looked so green
and the flowers felt so fragile.
Beatiful.
It was a few days ago but it is still imprinted into my mind.
I just remember feeling overwhelmed
Knowing that I live in such a beautiful world
and don’t even deserve to!It just feels awesome
roaming my master’s world.
When that realiztion dawned on me I fell on my knees and prayed…..
for forgiveness
for love…
and for the feelings that were all flooding my soul.
My heart was overwhelmed
with a sort of peace.
as I stood up.
I just remember
Blowing a kiss to God’s creations as I walked back inside.

Comment by    Kayla 05.05.09 @ 1:11 pm

Unforgiving

Darkness.

So delicate,
like a raindrop.
So fragile,
like a butterfly.
Every part
of this unforgiving world
is fragile.
Breakable.

Even me.

And when I lost something,
something forever embedded
into my heart,
it ruined me.
No one could understand.
I cried.

Oh no,
here, in my mind,
it is all coming down.
crashing,
crushing me with debris.
But how can I stop it.
Falling, Falling.
So harmful.

Hurting me.

but how can I be
expressive
when all I want to do
is go into me,
inside myself?
Limbs flailing,
hands looking for somewthing to hold onto.
I can see no light.

My eyes won’t adjust.

Suddenly there is flood of light
coating me in yellow warmth
Heat,
light.
And then I realize
that there is something
shadowing my body.
A person.
“NO!” I scream.
but my voice doesn’t appear.
The person, it grabs me.

I scream.

And abrubtly,
I am in the light.
Saved.
Rescued.
Forever.

And I don’t know
if I like it.
I want to go
back to the darkness.

Comment by    Sarah Catherine 05.07.09 @ 11:31 am

He Sees a Friend

I keep
falling in love,
over and over,
every single time
that I see him smile.

Why does this have to be so hard?
Why isn’t
everything easy?

That lazy summer breeze,
it seems to blow him right
into my head.
And I think I like it.

Why,
oh why,
can’t he just notice me?
Notice me in a different way.
I entertain that particular thought
quite a bit.

But he doesn’t see me.
He sees a friend.

Comment by    Sarah Catherine 05.07.09 @ 11:38 am

I Am From….
I am from spending time with my family to
praising God`s name.
I am from playing high notes from my silver,brassed
trumpet to hanging out with my best friends.
I am from studying for hard tests to
making good grades and academics.
I am from playing with my dog,Jaxon,
to watching t.v with my wonderful family.
I am from going on webkinz and playing
to chewing gum.
I am from colors and art to making birthday cards
and get-well presents for my family.

Comment by    Beth Crittendon 05.10.09 @ 8:39 pm

Field Day
On Friday , we had Field Day.
First period,Mrs.Thomas wasn`t there,
so Coach Gibson substituted for her.
We didn`t do any work,but just watch
a movie until Coach Walton called us to go to
the gymnasium.
Then, he came in our homeroom, and told us to go
in the gym.
We played games and more games.
We finally went out side, and played Tug of War,
Egg Toss,Hundred Yard Dash,and just talking at
the park.
It started to sprinkle outside,
so we came inside to go over across to the elementary
building for lunch.
We ate,and went back over to the gym.
Coach Lowery put all of the hula hoops on the
gym floor.
The boys went first,and the girls went second.
Six or seven girls were left of the sixth grade
that won.
Macie,Katelyn Rickman,Brookynn,Chelsey,Bailey,
Tynia and I won the hula hooping contest

Comment by    Beth Crittendon 05.10.09 @ 8:55 pm

These are for the 6th six weeks.

C:\Users\Zach B.\EarthDay.ppt

Earth Day
is a day to
remember that if we don’t take
care of the planet,
we will die,
and we’ll
go extinct like
the dinosaurs did!
I plan to make a
PowerPoint about Earth Day.
It will be saved on my computer as
C:\Users\Jana and Zach\Earth_Day.ppt.
I plan to make the process worthwhile.

It will explain and describe
the steps we can take
to help the Earth.
It’ll explain things like
saving engery,
easy ways to reuse stuff,
and other things,
and then,
I plan to
show it to
the world
via
my blog.

Green Computers and Such

These days,
most people are concerned
about
the environment.
Computers are not very
efficient,
but they have
efficient features.
Those features are things like
powersave settings, so you can
control how much juice your computer
uses,
S3 sleep mode, which makes the computer
use less power
when it’s in sleep mode.
They also inclue
better processors like the
Intel Core 17 processor.

Computers
are getting greener,
and we should, too.
Other things
are going green.

The moral is the following:
If we don’t take care of Earth,
we’re not taking careif us!

Thanks for reading!

Comment by    Zach B. =) 05.11.09 @ 5:47 pm

It’s Here

The sun shines
down on us.
With blue
skys over,
one day
after another.
The days after,
the rain will fall
and make
flowers bloom.
Spring time is here,
from the
chirp of the birds,
and the nice
flower smell.
The pretty
green grass
with the trees
nice and tall.
Everyone knows
now that
spring is here.

Comment by    ashley 05.12.09 @ 10:38 am

Field Day
Last year at field day
We played volleyball and basketball.
In the morning in the gym,we played
skin the snake and hula hoops.
Then after lunch we wnt outside.
We played tug-a-war,egg toss,hundred yard dash,and
fifty yard dash.Like always CB won.
During the egg toss.I forgot who my partner was,but I
dropped the egg.Field day was awesome and fun.

Comment by    Taneia Taylor 05.12.09 @ 10:39 am

Untitled Poem

Sunshine
Rain
Snow
Pretty days to go outside.
Get active
for once in your life.
Live your life now.
You never know when your life will end.
Why do bad things
happen to good people?
Why did Hit;er want to rule the world?
Why is the sky blue?
All the questions
left unanswered.

-Kathryn

Comment by    Kathryn 05.12.09 @ 12:31 pm

Friday The First

Friday,the first was a rainy day. It was also a half a day.
We had so much bad weather that day. The weather was so bad part of Dyer had a blackout.
My auntie Cindy picked us up from school that day.
We got so soaked that,when we got homewe had to change clothes. After that,we went to Rutherford were auntie Cindy lives.
Then, we watched movies,had lunch,and played games.I like going to my aunts house.

Comment by    Javon 05.12.09 @ 12:40 pm

“Return”
The sky darkens
as you get ready to reappear.
I walk out the door
to embrace your beauty.

I watch as the flowers reach up
trying to feel you touch
their delicate petals first.

I lift my head toward the sky.
Then i see you coming closer.
Each drop is the same,
yet completely opposite.
Each time you fall
I feel more refreshed.

I walk deeper into the yard
as you slow down.
The petals of bright pink flowers
caress my arm when i walk by.
I can hear my feet squish
the mud everytime I step
farther and farther
into nature’s beauty.

As time passes,
you are hardly rain.
Merely a little sprinkle
barely noticed.

Soon you will completely disappear.
All that will remain
is mudpuddles and glistening drops
on each blade of grass.
Then I will walk inside
and wait for your return.

Comment by    Mallarie R 05.12.09 @ 1:15 pm

Once an Eagle,always an Eagle
Once an Eagle,
you can’t go back.
No matter how hard you try,
your heart will always be an eagle.
Your fine junior high memories
will stay with you forever.
Even though you
stomp and cheer for the pioneers,
your mind will always be an eagle.
Once an eagle,always an eagle!

Comment by    Maggie 05.12.09 @ 7:22 pm

Goodbye
Goodbye junior high,
goodbye old locker.
Goodbye to all the teachers
who have helped me through the
years.
Goodbye study hall,
goodbye breaktime.
Goodbye sixth and seventh graders,
and most importantly
goodbye to being an eagle.

Comment by    Maggie 05.12.09 @ 7:24 pm

Supper Time

She sits down in a
burgendy recliner and relaxes.
After she is settled in the recliner
she picks up a BBQ sandwich
and takes a big biteout of it.
When she gets done chewing, she
picks up a can coke and takes a sip.
She is not done yet.
She takes another bite of her sandwich.
WAIT!
She has some yellowish chips
on her orange plate.
She picks up a few chips
and stacks them on her sandwich,
putting them on her BBQ snandwich…..
WaLa!
Her sandwich is devoured,
leaving nothing but an empty orange plate.

Comment by    Cortnee 05.12.09 @ 7:36 pm

The Rain
Lightly coming down
the rain came harder.
Sitting there doing nothing.
Sitting listening to the rain.
Pound against the house.
I look out the window.
I could see the trees,
blowing strongly.
Seeing the lighting striike.
It got quiet the rain had stopped.

Comment by    Taneia Taylor 05.12.09 @ 9:17 pm

Go Green

I look outside,
worrying.
Global Warming,
pollution,
all sorts of things.
What will Earth be like
when I get older?
Will I go outside
and breathe
nice, clean air?
Or will I go outside
and cough out
the toxic smog
the air has become?
Only time will tell,
but I still worry.
Can I make a difference?
I hope.
Maybe you can, too.

Comment by    Jake 05.12.09 @ 9:31 pm

Tom Haikus

I watch my cat, Tom.
He jumps around, chasing birds,
but then he sees me.

He runs up to me,
hoping that I will feed him.
He meows a whole lot.

He runs to the door,
and I follow him to it.
He goes to his bowl.

Comment by    Jake 05.12.09 @ 9:34 pm

Animals

Oh,animals I love
animals because they
make you fill warm
and not alone.

They can make you
fill like you are
Special and they will
listen to you.

If you had a
bad day they
will make you
fill a lot
better trust me
I have over 70
pets.

I like animals.

Comment by    justin richardson 05.12.09 @ 9:39 pm

TV

Oh,TV I love
to watch Tv and
My favorite shows

Some people call
you the Idiot box
but i will call
you by Tv.

Society is thinking
of ways to improve
you but I like
you right now just
the way you are.

Oh, TV if we
did not have
you I would
cry.

Comment by    justin richardson 05.12.09 @ 9:46 pm

Summer, Summer Oh I look forward to thee.
Only two more weeks of school to be.
Flowers as far as the eye can see.
Hope that no bees will sting me.
Swimming in the pool is fun to me.
Thank you, Summer for coming to visit me.

Comment by    Cody Johnstone 05.12.09 @ 10:51 pm

The Visitation

When I had to go to the visitation before my Great Granddad’s funeral. we had over three hundred visitors. I wanted to go home after the first hour. I had to stay there till nine o’clock. It was really , really, really boring. To pass time, I sat in the car and played my Nintendo DS. I saw alot of my relatives at the visitation.

I also saw some of my parents’ friends. The visitation was kind of fun but mainly boring through out the whole thing. I kept wondering to myself will this thing ever end. My sister kept runnning off somewhere then came back. When we left, I said “Thank You. ” It was a long drive home. When we got home it was nine thirty.

Comment by    Cody Johnstone 05.12.09 @ 10:55 pm

Oh window how I wish I was on the other side of you.I don’t like this side,I would much rather be on the outside in the warm sun, playing football with my friends. Oh window, it won’t be long until I will be on the outside; the beautiful, warm side. Oh window, oh window.

Comment by    Zac W 05.13.09 @ 10:15 am

My 8th grade will.

On behalf of my going to highschool,I, Abby Myers, would like to leave some helpful things to the students that will remain at Dyer JR.High.
First of all, u would like to leave my determination and will power to the entire student body. I hope everyone will understand that they CAN succeed, and become anything if they make up their mind to do it. I would also like them to know that there is one all-powerfeul God that can do absolutely anything.
I also leave my ability to have fun to anyone who needs it. I hope everyone knows that is ok to goof off and have fun every once in a while, and that even the most successful of students need time ro loosen up and have a good time.
Now, as one of the most important things, I leave the power I have to be an individual and to accept those who are different, to the poeple that may struggle with this. I want them all to know that intimidation is not an option, and that being yourself is one of the keys to making it through Jr. High and Highschool.
I hope everyone remaining at Dyer well soon understand how it feels to succeed and to have the best year or years possible.
Good luck!

Comment by    Abby M 05.13.09 @ 10:30 am

Basketball Basketball
dribbling between my feet
I adore you so,it’s just
that you don’t know.
How do I make you understand.

Baketball Basketball
you’re amazing so I hear.
This girl just can’t,just can’t
stop talking about you.
Is it the air in you
that drives her soul?

Basketball Basketball
It’s you that I want.
Spent time with you in the
backyards air.

Basketball Basketball
It’s amazing you see,
I adore you to the T,
but it’s only that you can’t
see to let it simply be.

Comment by    Fay Fisk 05.13.09 @ 10:45 am