Spring 2012

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LAYOUT:Carol Roper

Rosemary Robertson

PUBLISHING ANDGRAPHIC EDITING:Rosemary Robertson

PRINTING:Kim Rick

Jamison Rick, Grade 3

Jade Eleazer, Grade 3

FRONT COVERBrandon Qiu, Grade 8 (left)Dillon Griscom, Grade 2 (right)Garnett Reid, Grade 8 (bottom)

BACK COVERJack Hisle, Grade 8 (top)Diego DelPrado, Grade 2 (left)Georgia White, Grade 8 (right)

Lucian Kronholm, Grade 4

EDITING:Carol RoperRobin Rice

Caroline Ringer,Grade 2

BIRD

Your feathers so soft as you elegantly fl y,Your tail sailing high,Swiftly as one wing is elevated,And the other is dropped,As you turn almost motionless to your left,You glide down to the ground,And there you abruptly stop,Folding your green and blue wings aroundYou,To keep warm.

Annabelle Iredale, Grade 5 Patrick Hagelston, Grade 4

Mateo Welch, Grade 5 Arabella Hatfi eld, Grade 3

MA FAMILLE

Ma famille est géniale. J’ai un père et une mère. Ils sont très sympa. J’ai deux frères et trois sœurs. Mes frères sont timides. Mes sœurs sont marrantes, et elles ne sont pas sportives. J’ai une chienne. Elle s’appelle Abby. J’ai deux poissons, aussi. J’adore ma famille!

MY FAMILY

My family is awesome. I have a father and a mother. They are very nice. I have two brothers and three sisters. My brothers are shy. My sisters are funny, and they are not athletic. I have a dog. Her name is Abby. I have two fi sh, too. I love my family! Mia Marciano, Grade 7

As I sit at my desk there is much to see. My desk is quite large at sixty-three inches long, and it sits right in front of four windows. On it is one pink lamp, a blue scented candle, a large stack of books and binders from school, the Merriam-Webster Dictionary, my phone, a pair of striped socks, and a freshly opened can of Canada Dry ginger ale. My desk is facing south, therefore, I have much sunlight throughout the day. Although the sunlight is great, there is much more to look at outside, which makes me quite distracted. As I look to the second window from the left, under the Cornell Medical College sticker, I see a small patch of the ocean through the trees. Every time I look to the sea, I have an urge to go swimming, but then I realize that it’s 40° out. Also, in front of my window are two large trees that house many squirrels. I hate squirrels; they are annoying and they bother me. In the summer every time I see a squirrel, I tell my dad and we get the BB gun to scare it off. How I miss summer! Spring break is next week, but I wish summer would come just a little faster. Mallory McArdle, Grade 8

Jack Ryan, Grade 3

Charlie Ritter, Grade 4

Lekha Sapers, Grade 4

LE TIGRE

Lauren Goebel,Grade 2

Rashan Lugaresi, Grade 2

Rain comes from the clouds.I hear thunder very loud!Beautiful raindrops.

Sejal Molakaseema, Grade 1

EXCERPT FROM THE BIOGRAPHY OF JANET GLOVER

One beautiful sunny day, Janet’s mother and Esther (her sister) were out in their backyard in India. Esther was in a little baby carriage when Janet’s mom ran inside to get something. When she came back outside, baby Esther was gone. Suddenly, Janet’s mother heard a sound coming from the tree above her. In the tree she saw a monkey, and the monkey was cradling the baby! Since Janet’s family was rather rich, they had servants and maids while they were in India. Janet’s mother called for a servant to bring a large blanket and called another servant to bring a pole and a loaf of bread. First, she had one servant stand under the tree and hold the blanket open. Next, she instructed the other servant to put the bread on the end of the pole and reach it up towards the monkey. The monkey saw the food and wanted to grab it, but then realized that he was still holding onto Esther. He looked back and forth between the two things, and then made a choice. He dropped baby Esther and grabbed the loaf of bread. Esther landed safely on the blanket and everything went back to normal.

Little frogs jumping.Long tongues shooting out at fl ies.Flies being eaten!

Santiago Benbow, Grade 1

Bryce Bennhoff, KindergartenOwen Bennett and Kabir Patel,

Preschool

Vivienne Gao, Grade 7

It was my fi rst time sewing. I liked sewing my name the most.

MY QUILTSQUARE

DAY 5 FRANCE JOURNAL

Today we visited a very important château in the town of Amboise. Thischâteau housed Leonardo Da Vinci on his visits to France. What surprised me was he traveled through the Alps on a mule just to get there! Inside the building was a copy of the Mona Lisa, a room dedicated to his inventions, and a secret tunnel that led to the nearby city. (Sadly, it was closed.) We visited the town of Amboise and got to do some shopping and dining at the Pause Café. However, today was our last day in the country, so it was rather quiet when I returned to my home for the last time.

Emmanuel Perry, Grade 9

Joe Reiser, Grade 6

Love is…

Love looks like fresh baked cookies.Love sounds like birds singing.Love feels like smooth rocks.

Love tastes like chocolate hearts.Love smells like warm pasta.

Elijah Butler, Grade 2Lauren Rolla, Grade 3

George Zingus, Grade 8

Matt Bean, Grade 7

Gavin Seymour, Grade 2

Johnna Anderson, Shepherd Caruso,

Caitlin Diaz,Emma LaRose,

Grade 6

SUMMER, PLEASE COME BACK

Your warm weatherYour long nightsYour wild partiesAnd the fl ying kites

The ocean smell in my hairThe sun-kissed skin,Which is hard to compare

Beach balls, tennis racquets,bathing suits, and moreAnd we could never forget, Our favorite little store

St. Claire’s ice cream is hard to beatI can’t think of night in the villageWhere we teens don’t meet

I miss the funI miss the tanI miss the timeWhere you have conversations in the sand

Competitive tennis players gather ‘roundThe crowd knows when someone’s servingNot to make a sound

When things heat up All we can do is rememberThat we were lucky to be hereAs a member and contender

The saying is true, “Time fl ies when you‘re having fun.”Especially when we dance our worries awayUnderneath the summer sun

When school plays along, in its routine waysAll I can do for now,Is count down the days

Summer, I trust you’ll be here againBecause all I can do is count on you, in the end.

Faith Moore, Grade 8

DAY 4 FRANCE JOURNAL

Today I got the most exercise since my time in France. I literally spent the whole day riding a bike from one château to another. I am told that we biked over 20 kilometers, and I agree because my legs feel as if they are about to fall off. When we were riding on our bikes, I got to talk to many of the other French students and made some good friends other than my host, Jade. While at the châteaux, I was taught some French by Hélian and Benjamin. Some of the French would be very helpful if I were to revisit this beautiful country, but other words helped explain why Americans say, “Excuse my French.” However, the châteaux were amazing, and I liked the château of Sleeping Beauty the most. We had the opportunity to walk through this château, and I was amazed by the craftsmanship of every object in every room. The only room that was “under par” was the dungeon, but I can see why the wealthy wouldn’t want their prisoners to live in anything more than what they needed to survive. Now, I have the evening to relax, recover, and rejuvenate for my last day with my host family. Andrew Bronk, Grade 9

We jump and then diveWe are the wolves of the seaOur main prey is seal.

Christopher Ringer, Grade 5Catori Colebut, Grade 3

Jeffrey Hayward, Grade 3

Maria Theresa Horgan, Kindergarten

The most fun thing was sewing the trunk. The points on the willow tree were tricky.

MY QUILT SQUARE

Maddie West, Grade 3Mallory Kane,

Grade 8

Angela Royle, Grade 1

I want to help poor people. I want to help people who can’t take care of themselves.

MA FAMILLE

Voici ma famille. Ma mère est intelligente. Elle a les cheveux châtains. Elle est généreuse et elle aime tricoter. Elle a les enfants, ma sœur et moi, et elle a un mari. Mon père est intelligent. Il est grand et génial. Il aime cuisiner et voy-ager. Ma sœur est très sportive. Elle aime jouer au lacrosse et jouer au squash. Elle est créative et marrante. Notre hamster est très mignon. Il aime courir et manger. Il est petit. Il est marron, blanc et noir. Ma famille est très géniale!

MY FAMILY

Here is my family. My mother is intelligent. She has light brown hair. She is generous and she likes to knit. She has children, my sister and me, and she has a husband. My father is intelligent. He is tall and brilliant. He likes to cook and to travel. My sister is very athletic. She likes to play lacrosse and squash. She is creative and funny. Our hamster is very cute. He likes to run and to eat. He is small. He is brown, white and black. My family is awesome!

Andrew Hilton, Grade 7

Caelan Desmond, Grade 3

Blythe Griscom, Grade 3

Amaya Butler, Grade 1

DAY 4 FRANCE JOURNAL

It is the last day in Richelieu. I am very excited to see Paris, but I know I am going to miss my host family. Hugo, Angèle, Océane, and the rest of the family are going to be with me forever. However, I will not miss the evil cat Miraque. She scratched me in the middle of the night and the pain was terrible. I didn’t realize the scratch was bleeding until after I woke Oceane. I will also miss the rest of the French people. They are all so nice, and I wish I could have gotten to know them better. Tomorrow’s goodbyes are going to be hard, but after sad-ness, there comes joy. Cassie Seidel, Grade 9

Daniel Betts, Kindergarten Genevieve Wager,

Grade 3

I liked sewing my trunk the most. It was my second time sewing.

MY QUILT SQUARE

EXCERPT FROM THE BIOGRAPHY OF FRED SEEMAN

Fred’s family wanted to move to the United States because they weren’t well-to-do in the fi rst place, and it was a rough time to be Jewish and living in Austria. A few times in school, Fred actually got into fi st fi ghts because he was Jewish. For example, one time he was called a dirty Jew at school and he couldn’t stand for it so he punched the person. He described the government as similar to the Fascists. The Nazis were very strong and they wanted to take over. Finally, on March 13, 1938, the Germans marched into Austria. Fred said it was a very scary time, and something that really scared him was when he looked out of his window, he saw men taken by Germans and thrown into buses to be taken away. Fred couldn’t go to school and stayed home all of the time. Beth Fleming, Grade 7

Nicolas Hall, Grade 5

Nick Timken, Grade 7

Bears are waking up.Walking out of their dark caves.Stretching from a long sleep.

Snakes live underground.Snakes like to hunt for young mice.Slithering so fast.

Casey Hurtgen,Grade 1

Robbie Darling, Grade 2

Bella Griscom, Grade 7

Love looks like a sunny place in a winter wood.Love sounds like waves splashing on the shore of a beach.Love feels like the sun shining in your face.Love tastes like chocolate on a winter day.Love smells like the fi rst fl ower of the spring.

Hannah Betts, Grade 2

Love looks like fresh white snow in the early morning.Love sounds like white wolves howling on gray rocks. Love feels like lots of hugs every day.Love tastes like melted chocolate by the warm fi re.Love smells like hot dogs at a hockey game.

Cameron Gouveia, Grade 2

Sierra Beltran, Grade 7

LOVE

Maddie Hurtgen, Grade 7

Love looks like a castle with guards and knights.Love sounds like Santa’s sleigh fl ying around a house.

Love feels like the war troops that never give up.Love tastes like an ice cream sundae with frosting.

Love smells like a fi re covering the world.

Eli Borbon, Grade 2

Love looks like the stars bright in the sky.Love sounds like a beautiful jukebox making music.Love feels like my warm cozy bed.Love tastes like a sweet piece of candy.Love smells like fresh bread coming out of the oven.

Hampton Carr, Grade 2

Ashlyn Buffum, Grade 8

Harrison Hall, Grade 8

Love looks like puffy white clouds soaring high in the sky.Love sounds like waves crashing against the ocean shore on a summer day.Love feels like the breeze on a cool summer night.Love tastes like chocolate chip cookies hot from the oven on a stormy day.Love smells like freshly picked roses on a warm spring day.

Oonagh Zimbelmann, Grade 2

Love looks like a beautiful fi rework shaped in a heart.Love sounds like a summer breeze

Love feels like a smooth touch.Love tastes like yummy Lindor chocolates.

Love smells like fresh fl owers.

Aliya Khan, Grade 2

Love looks like water drifting down the Nile.Love sounds like rain hitting the roof tops.Love feels like a nice warm fuzzy blanket on you.Love tastes like hot chocolate on a cold winter night.Love smells like candy and mints.

Gianni Rosen, Grade 2

Hope Williams, Grade 1

IS…

Love looks like butterfl ies fl ying all over the place.Love sounds like bubbling bubbles in the tub.Love feels like Chinese people dancing in my heart.Love tastes like spaghetti going through my mind.Love smells like fl owers smiling in my nose.

Sedona Northup, Grade 2

Caitlin Reardon, Grade 3

Marissa Slocumb, Grade 2

Diana Stockwell, Joey Saunders and Peyton Rousseau, Preschool

Akasha Chima-Zezulka, Faith Williams,

Noam Makover, Grade 6

Roses bloom in spring.Tiny buds about to grow.Red, yellow, purple petals.

Chipmunks like to climb.Running up trees really fast.Gathering brown nuts.

Jason Sang, Grade 1 LOVE IS…

Love looks like family coming together.Love sounds like ocean waves crashing up on the beach.

Love feels like happiness joining in my heart.Love tastes like a nice hot fudge sundae.

Love smells like a big, beautiful, red rose.

Avery Dolphin, Grade 2Alex McAusher, Grade 4

Flies buzzing around.Staying away from the frogs.Teasing hungry frogs.

Harvey DeMovick, Grade 1

Chipmunks hunt for nuts.Digging holes in my garden.Chipmunks are so cute.

Horses are in stalls.Horses eat hay in the spring.Horses are so cute.

Maddie Hatfi eld, Grade 1

Emily Rundlett, Grade 6Chris Falck, Grade 6

Athan Bourganos, Grade 8

Erica Liston, Grade 4

EXCERPT FROM THE BIOGRAPHY OF ARTHUR VOLSTAD

Arthur once went to a doctor to question a giant fl uid-fi lled bubble on his hand. The doctor, pretending to be curious about this bubble, walked over to his bookshelf and told Arthur that he would look the thing up. As he walked back to Arthur, he asked him to put his hand on the table. The doctor then raised the book and smashed it onto Arthur’s hand. Arthur later learned that he had a cyst called a Bible cyst. It got its name from people popping it with the biggest book in the house, which in most cases, was the Bible.

Andrew Rosenberg, Grade 7

DAY 3 FRANCE JOURNAL

I am so happy with my conversation with my exchange buddy. I speak in French mostly, and Cyprienne translates big words for me. I got to play the Wii yesterday, and I found out Cyprienne is into Zelda, Tekken, Doctor House, and South Park; we even watched NCIS today. We went to the supermarket, and I bought a lot of French food for my mom, along with a French Lego-like toy from a vending machine. I can see how awesome France is, but I wonder what my friends think. An interesting highlight of the day was when I woke up earlier than my host family because I had slept so well on the plane and in their house. It was eight o’clock, and by eight-thirty my friends heard me and decided to get up.

Edward Litvinov, Grade 9

BEES

We are all one mind,We have black and yellow fur,A fl ower’s best friend.

Bennett Carr, Grade 5

Shannon Desmond, Grade 8

SNAKE

It slithers smoothlyIt uses its strong bodyChokes others to death.

Brendyn Sang, Grade 5

Jee Hoon Biondo, Grade 2

Colin Kronholm, Grade 6

Michael VandeVusse,Grade 2

Megan O’Brien, Grade 6 Katia Bourganos, Grade 6

UNE GIRAFEPanchali Choudhary, Grade 3

Elle Thompson, Grade 1

The only problem with having ambitions or ideas is that there’s never enough space to carry them out. In a perfect world, I’d have space for anything that I ever wanted to make or build or just plain have. But we don’t live in a perfect world, so I’m stuck with trying to make space. One spot where there is space to make something is under my bed. I’ve had this master plan to empty out the boxes of dead model locomotives and broken track into one big tub and put that tub into a niche in the closet. Then I’d fi nd a big enough piece of plywood to put at least a simple oval with a siding of HO gauge track with some scenery and buildings, and I’m on my way to having a complete, albeit small, railroad empire at my disposal. There is only one problem: getting track rights and material funds to start operations from the house zoning committee–my dad. He, an avid model train guy himself, is always telling me why something like that won’t work. I’ve told him that he would have track rights on my railway if it happened, but that didn’t matter to him. He says that it’ll just get dusty and covered in magazines or other stray items, but I say there’s a solution to that. I need to draw up plans for a removable skirting board for my bed. You know what? I think it will work.

Chris Wilbur, Grade 8

Elly Gill, Grade 2

Sam Conley, Grade 4

The grass rocking in the windfi ghting against the slight breeze.The tiki lamp rocking against the wind.I think the wind might win.And to the grass it might tumble, but the grass will cushion its downfall.

Brian McGlinchey, Grade 6

PEACOCK

We are beautiful,Colorful feathers spread outLike a tall, proud fan.

Lanette Hernandez, Grade 5

Natalie Hawley, Grade 7

Chase DiBona, Grade 3

Jillian Iredale, Grade 2

UNE TABLE

DOG

The dog lies on the couch,Head beside her paws.She kicks in her slumberAs if she were running.She twitches her ears,Her head goes up,Startled.I stroke her furReassuringly.She lies back down,Sighs,Curls upAnd resumes her nap.

Jamie Donovan, Grade 5

NUMBAT

My body so brown,I am a marsupial,My back has white stripes.

India Gill, Grade 5

Thalia Mancini, Grade 3

Maclan Griscom andCecilia Zimbelmann, Preschool

Bob Holland, Grade 4

Samantha Seymour, Grade 7

Ajay Naik, Grade 3

Gabby Seidel, Grade 3

EXCERPT FROM THE BIOGRAPHY OF MERCEDES VOLDSTAD

Later as time passed, Mercedes attended a very nice grammar school in Brooklyn, New York, called Our Lady of Perpetual Help (OLPH). The school was big enough to separate the boys from the girls, so they would never be together during the school day. Mercedes had to wear a navy blue skirt, a white blouse called a nitty, and a big red tie. All of the different classes would meet in the courtyard before entering the school every morning. One day, Mercedes was in the front of her line fooling around with her friend when her teacher, a nun, saw her. The nun told Mercedes to go to the back of the line and not to move until she was told to. Soon after that, the classes were dismissed into the school, but Mercedes never moved a muscle because she was afraid the nun would get angry with her. When a few minutes passed and Mercedes was still outside waiting in the freezing cold for the nun to dismiss her, she decided to just walk home because she didn’t want to get in trouble for going inside without the nun’s permission. Once she got home, her mom asked her why she was home so early from school. Mercedes told her mother everything that had happened and she was given a bowl of soup and put in bed. After a while, her mother went to see the principal to learn how this incident happened and he said he had no clue. Then he brought in her teacher and the nun apologized for forgetting that Mercedes was outside.

Julianna Rick, Grade 7

Caroline Mancini, Grade 3

BUDDY

Brown and white, furry dog sitting on the beach,Gets up to scratch his back,Sticks his wide, wet nose in the air to smell the salty breeze.He looks out at the ocean wind,He lets out a happy sigh,Flops back down on his stomach,Goes back to his sandy bed.He snores like the waves crashing on the sand.

Peter Lena , Grade 5

Robins hunt for worms.They gather twigs and make nests.They lay eggs in spring.

Lucas Mancini, Grade 1

Danielle Liston andCornelia Hatfi eld,

Preschool

Thomas Zimbelmann, Grade 3

Mia Perry, Grade 8

MINI

Mini is like a beautiful race horse.The wind in her hair shows her true self,As she gallops gracefully.She is like a soft blanket,Because she rests with you.She is welcoming,And she helps you feel betterwhen you are stressed,And she favors peoplewho are wiser and patient,But she is interested inanything that is positive.Mini is pure,Mini is kind,Mini is smart,Mini is beautiful,Mini is strong.It is very rare to be all these at once,And for that I am lucky to have her.

Dean Gillespie, Grade 5

I’m a spotted rainbow unicorn.I’m a noisy trumpeting horn.I’m a huge sea turtle in the deep blue sea.I’m a ballerina dancing free.

Ava Belli

I’m a black puffer fi sh.I’m macaroni and cheese in a dish.I’m a sweet white pepper.I’m a huge pine tree on the top of a ski slope.

Theo McGee

I’m a little red mitten.I’m a soft furry kitten.I’m a big black bear.I’m a cozy warm chair.

Leila Gill

I’m a red bouncing yo-yo.I’m a snowfl ake in the snow.I’m a lion on the plains.I’m a builder of trains.

Henry King

I’m a panda bear in a tree.I’m a buzzing bumblebee.I’m a red-tailed hawk.I’m a dog taking a walk.

Sage Eleazer

I’m a happy little kid.I’m a big dancing jig.I’m a little swimming fi sh.I’m a happy birthday wish.

Paige Goebel

I’m whatever I want to be,But when I open my eyes, what I care to be, IS ME!

Kindergarten

I’m a cat that meows.I’m a pretty dog in my house.I’m a cool rock star.I’m a speedy race car.

Marina Kronholm

When I’m by myself, And I close my eyes,

I’m a cool swimming pool.I’m a kid having recess at school.I’m a growling police dog.I’m a fast digging groundhog.

Aarav Patel

Orion Marco, Grade 8

Erin Ritter, Grade 6

Deriyana Carter, Grade 7

The “i” in my name was the hardest part because it had a dot. I learned to be careful.

Annika Shah, Kindergarten

Flowers are blooming.In the cold winter they die.I love red roses.

Fish are cool and scared.Fish like to swim in fi sh bowls.Fish love food a lot.

Alex Kelsey, Grade 1

Chipmunks in my yard.Chipmunks are really fuzzy.Dig in my garden.

Baby ducklings swim.Ducklings hatch in the springtime.They are like fur balls.

Tova Toriello, Grade 1

MY QUILT SQUARE

Oscar King, Grade 3

Paige Doboe, Grade 2

Pine Point SchoolStonington, Connecticut