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Transcript of adrian ontiveros
Well I love soccer I might play next year Im in the 10th grade. I dont like Mcdonald's I like burger king the best. Something you might want to know about me its that Im always happy Im never mad. Well when people make mad i get mad. But, Nah my friends are really cool. I dont like coming to school but, I have too. :( I like basketball too. I love coke :) I hate tea.. Thats about it.... If those I loved were lost by Emily Dickinson
If those I loved were lost
The Crier's voice would tell me --
If those I loved were found
The bells of Ghent would ring --
Did those I loved repose
The Daisy would impel me.
Philip -- when bewildered
Bore his riddle in!
This mean too me because I love my family.
I love my friends. they are always their for me. Messy Room by Shel Silverstein
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
This mean to me because thats
how my room is. I dont really
clean it that much!..
When I think of all my close Friends, I think of one dear and true,
A friend so close and dear to me, with love more than you knew.
She always stood beside me, whether right or wrong I may be,
Her arms wrapped around me, though I was where she could not see.
A Mother’s eyes can see the need of your heart
And encourage you when you are weak.
The memories you will have you will cherish so much,
But the words you cannot speak.
But your Mother is your friend and by your side,
A gift from the Lord above.
But the greatest gift though you look far and wide,
Will be the depth of your Mother’s love.
I like this poem Because all of this is true..
I love my mom and out of all my friend.
my mom is the number 1 A lifetime, a season,
Friends for a special reason
No chance for friendship to die,
No time to ask why
Just time to enjoy this life
Through all days, good or strife
So friends we are and friends we will be
Like the sands of the beach
And the waters of the sea
this poem is related to me because
I enjoy being with my friends
as if there was no tomorrow.
Missing u hurts like it shouldn't
how could I fall in love when I said I wouldn't
it all happened so fast easily u wiped out my past
oh how I want this 2 last
u make me smile when I so wanna cry
u make me honest when I so wanna lie
can't hide from u at all
quickly u broke down my wall
took my fears and tossed them out
teaching me all over again what luv's bout
makeing me feel alive again
reaching out 2 me as a friend
touching me with so much passion
feelin so tru so real
just impossible 4 my heart not 2 feel
my insides climbing my outsides sighing
plz don't walk out that door
come back let's talk some more
let the truth b known
i'm as cold as a stone
but in ur arms i am warm n ready 2 face the storm
in luv with u i can't deny no longer can i lie
take me now n lead the way
in ur life i'm destined 2 stay
this is tru
cuz i'm so crasy missing u
this is related to me because i lost
my girlfriend. and I miss her alot.
its like she took my past. because all
I remember its her. and all i got in my
mind its her
LOS PRIMOS DE DURANGO
Escucha mujer, descubre como soy
Olvidate de ayer para vivir hoy
Olvida como fue, acepta como soy
Olvidate de ayer para vivir hoy.
I like this poem they made this poem into a song. and its in spanish I Lost a World
by Emily Dickinson
I lost a World - the other day!
Has Anybody found?
You'll know it by the Row of Stars
Around its forehead bound.
A Rich manmight not notice it
Yetto my frugal Eye,
Of more Esteem than Ducats
Oh find itSirfor me!
most people dont see what the world is.and how great it is to be standing in this earth. By Casie Lorey
What will happen to me when the newness wears off,
When I'm not quite so cute or cuddly and soft.
What will happen to me at the end of the day
When you're tired and lonely and I want to play.
What will happen to me when the money's all gone
And the food and the milk won't last that long
What will happen to me when your friends call
To go on a date or just off to the mall
You can't go along, you'll have to stay home
You're a mother now, home is where you belong
Your friends have grown tired of just stopping by
To watch you change diapers and to hear me cry
They have things to do and places to go
They have dreams to fulfill, you have nowhere to go
You have responsibilities now, my needs must come first
Even though you are angry and ready to burst
What will happen to me when you have to explode
It just isn't fair-- and I'm becoming a load
Will you hit me and yell and then toss me aside
Like that guy did to you when he said that you lied
The baby's not his and he has someone new
Other plans to fulfill that don't include you
Would it have been better had you given more thought
To have been more responsible while “playing adult”
What will you do-- what can you be???
Instead of having to worry-- “what will happen to me?”
Do you see the smile on their faces?
Just an ice cream cone
And your missing it.
One says, "Daddy come?"
and I tell them no,
You still haven't come home.
But being single is that way
Especially for the guys, right?
The kids and I wait every night
For maybe a single call,
But it never comes,
So for now, this is my family.
You aren't here,
So don't come back.
We are happy as this little family.
a pretty a day by E. E. Cummings
a pretty a day
(and every fades)
is here and away
(but born are maids
to flower an hour
o yes to flower
until so blithe
a doer a wooer
some limber and lithe
some very fine mower
some jerry so very
(and nellie and fan)
some handsomest harry
(and sally and nan
they tremble and cower
for betty was born
to never say nay
but lucy could learn
and lily could pray
and fewer were shyer
than doll. doll
Lyric Poetry Simile Tone Rhyme Scheme Metaphor one of my favorite poets is Maya Angelou she was born in marguerite johnson in st. louis missouri on april 4, 1928. but she grew in st. louis and stamps arkansas. she is not just a poet. she is an aouthor, historian, songwriten, playwright, dancer, stage and screen producer, and civil right activist.
Maya Angelou is best known as autobiographical books All God's children need traveling shoes