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by WS teacher: Mrs. B - Grade 5
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Riddle 05/18/10
Pattern Poetry 05/10/10
I Am From.... 05/10/10
Riddle 05/10/10
رحلتي إلى الرملية 05/10/10
Riddle 03/26/10
Even More Poems 03/26/10
Other Poems 03/24/10
Poems 03/24/10
My Science Project 02/04/10
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دير القمر 12/14/09
Typing 12/03/09
My Wild Self 10/23/09
My First Week of School 09/16/09
Life 01/31/09
من انا 12/04/08
Midnight Snack 10/29/08
7 Random Facts 10/17/08
A Friend 04/04/08

Article posted May 18, 2010 at 06:37 AM GMT0 • comment • Reads 142

What has a nose like a bear has fur like a bear and sounds like a bear?



A bear

Article posted May 18, 2010 at 06:37 AM GMT0 • comment • Reads 142



Article posted May 10, 2010 at 07:19 AM GMT0 • comment • Reads 60

Morning Song

Each morning, coming into class

I hear a soft musical sound

Replay the song I’m bound to say

The song will open your mind

A song I’ve heard a million times

Yet I want to hear it again

I‘ll never get bored of the song

Each morning, going to class



WS

April 2010

Article posted May 10, 2010 at 07:19 AM GMT0 • comment • Reads 60



Article posted May 10, 2010 at 07:18 AM GMT0 • comment • Reads 62

I am from by WS



I am from falling books, the smell of old tree trunks, the loud pages and tapping of the graphite in the room of quite.

I am from the "get out of my room" and the "don't touch my stuff," from the flying plastic bird and fish that cannot swim but only turn.

I am from the loud humming of the room of food, the room that has the leaning chairs and the flakes that scream as they fall off the table. I am from the bathroom that is like an ocean, the mini ocean in the office where fish eat fish, from the guarded cupboard with brown treasure inside, the planning of him and me to kill the dragon, the small yet painful little dragon. I am from the graphite still following me with its painful tapping, from the best friends houses to my own, from the day came out to the last day of life the wall stays white as snow, the room is then forever blunt and dull. I am from the technology boy that grew up to be the technology man, from air sick to sea sick and to car sick yet nothing happens, from the mystery of life that I try to accomplish to the thing I mustn’t do or the thing I mustn’t say, from the joy of the taste hormones being released through my body at the first bite of chocolate, from the site of the spinning ball of food. I am from the chill of eyes on the wall and the angel that will speak and unlock the door, the sleep walking accountant and the cranky, old accountant. I am from the teacher that has a hissy fit whenever you annoy her or at least look at her, the traitor of the schools, that never was so kind we liked him very much yet knew he was a spy. I am from the thought of reaching 9 and 10, the door that never closes, the phone that always rings. I am from the creator of all that is here, from here or there that is where I’m from.



Where are you from?

Article posted May 10, 2010 at 07:18 AM GMT0 • comment • Reads 62



Article posted May 10, 2010 at 07:17 AM GMT0 • comment • Reads 59

This is a tough one: how many fingers am I using to type this word."contribute"

Article posted May 10, 2010 at 07:17 AM GMT0 • comment • Reads 59



Article posted May 10, 2010 at 07:14 AM GMT0 • comment • Reads 65

كنت خائفاً في الباص لأنّي لا أعرف أين سوف أنام. لكننا عندما وصلنا لم أعد خائفاً لأقول لكم الحقيقة ولكني كنت متحمساً. قبل أن نصل إلى الفندق مشينا في الغابة. تعبت كثيراً بعد سير طويل، و لكننا توقفنا وأكلنا البسكويت وشربنا الكاكاو.عندما وصلنا إلى الفندق قرأت القصص وشاهدنا فيلماً مقرفاً ولكنه كان رائعاً. نمت نوماً عميقاً. في الصباح لعبنا بالقوس والتطقت حشرة كبيرة ومخيفة. كنت سآخذ الحشرة إلى بيتي ولكن المعلمة قالت كلا. بعد يوم جميل عدت إلى البيت مع قصص لأحكيها لعائلتي والكثير من الذكريات الجميلة.

Article posted May 10, 2010 at 07:14 AM GMT0 • comment • Reads 65



Article posted March 26, 2010 at 09:10 AM GMT0 • comment (1) • Reads 74

A chest without hinges, key or lid yet golden treasure lies within.

Article posted March 26, 2010 at 09:10 AM GMT0 • comment (1) • Reads 74



Article posted March 26, 2010 at 09:02 AM GMT0 • comment (1) • Reads 71

THE PUPPY

INSPIRED BY LOVE THAT DOG

A coat as white as snow,

Is cute as a baby doe,

He lies beside a tree,

The whole day long,

Chomps a fly,

That is in the sky,

The clear, blue sky.





Article posted March 26, 2010 at 09:02 AM GMT0 • comment (1) • Reads 71



Article posted March 24, 2010 at 02:21 PM GMT0 • comment (2) • Reads 56

life with a pain is really hard

why to delay the mind of tho

so much to do

so much to do

still distracted by my pain

Article posted March 24, 2010 at 02:21 PM GMT0 • comment (2) • Reads 56



Article posted March 24, 2010 at 02:19 PM GMT0 • comment • Reads 42

The Red Leaf

Written by Wafic

Inspired by William Carlos William

so much depends

upon

a crackling red

leaf

making a crispering

sound

beside the hungry

tiger





Inspiration

Written by Wafic

Inspired by William Carlos William

so much depends

upon

a little poem

inspired

by William Carlos

William

the great rhythmic

poet





Hospital Job

Written by Wafic

Inspired by William Carlos William

so much depends

upon

a bottle filled

daily

with extremely important

medicine

by the caring

nurse











The Boy

Written by Wafic

Inspired by William Carlos William

so much depends

upon

a very funny

boy

named Wafic Jamal

Saneh

surrounded by other

kids

Article posted March 24, 2010 at 02:19 PM GMT0 • comment • Reads 42



Article posted February 4, 2010 at 07:49 AM GMT0 • comment (3) • Reads 56

Here is my science project about Waterfalls. I hope that you enjoy this project because I worked hard on it.

Here is where you can see it.

Waterfalls

Article posted February 4, 2010 at 07:49 AM GMT0 • comment (3) • Reads 56



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