Different Languages We speak everyone differently. Hello, bonjour, hola, sign language. We are all different in the ways we talk. Some speak quickly, speeding through their words like a racecar, while others choose their words carefully. We all speak differently. That is important.
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Harry Potter Wands!
Have you ever made DIY Harry Potter wands? These wands are easy to make. I liked making designs with beads on them. Two of the designs I made were a snake and a frog. The tutorial is here.
Poetry: Dead Ends
Dead Ends Some days I seem like I have run into dead ends, over and over, my head ramming into the wall till it was sore. My brain needs battery, I am tired. My head is sore. I have no ideas. That’s the way it is when you run into a dead end. And that’s…
Poetry: No Idea
No Idea What? When? How? Why? I have no ideas–do you? I don’t understand. I don’t get it. I have no ideas. I can’t think. My brain is crowded, I can’t think. I don’t know. Maybe I need fresh air. I can’t think. My brain is dead, maybe zombies ate it, because I don’t know.
Poetry: The Song of Rain
The Song of Rain Rain pitter patter, Does it sing, argue, talk? What is the rain’s song? What is it trying to tell us? I do not know, do you? Nobody seems to know but the rain.
Random: The Maine Coon Cat
Have you heard of the breed of cat Maine Coon? The Maine Coon cat is the first long-hair breed of cat to be introduced naturally in North America. As said by the name, this breed of cat originated on the east coast – mainly near Maine, as you may have guessed. Maine Coon cats are…
Poetry- Screaming Loud
Screaming Loud Screaming loud Loud as possible Scream Shout Yell Because When I scream Shout Yell I do it because I feel a strong feeling inside of me.
Poetry: A Maker Workplace
A Maker Workplace Sometimes I make, Create. And where is the place Where I do this? This place is a Maker Workplace, Where I can Make, Create, 3D Print, Solder, And think. This is a Maker Workplace, and it can be anywhere.
Poetry: Hello, Are You There?
Hello, Are You There? Hello? Are you there? I am here, do you see me? Do you hear me? Or do you just not care enough? For I cannot tell– Is it the wind, Or is it your voice, Calling to me? For whether I am young or old, I cannot tell, will not…
Poetry: The Words I See
The Words I See Sometimes I see words, some flying, some grumpy. Some are nonsense words, made of a bunch of words smushed together. But I don’t care. I like them all the same, the happy words, the sad words — we need them to make our world. Words are important, words are…