Remember Her

Since what happened yesterday I'd thought I share this essay with you.

Remember Her

I imagine I am a girl in a land where war still lives.  I walk to school in silence.  Far away I hear the sound of a bomb, I shudder a bit but I've gotten used to it now and I don't jump like before.  As I reach school I silently pray that I will be able to return home and have a home to return to.  As my day at school progresses I worry that the people who have been bombing our city will choose to bomb our school today.  When school is out I walk silently home.  I hear another bomb and start walking faster to reach my home.  I enter my home and say hello to my parents.  I hear one more bomb closer this time.  I finally go to bed and hope that there will still be a tomorrow for me, a tomorrow for all of us.  I change back into myself and compare my life to her's.  While my greatest worry is finishing an assignment or getting good marks on a test, the worries of people like her are that their house might get bombed or a family member shot.  Remember people like her who are affected by wars everyday.  Remember her.

By Norah Claire Newton

The Play of Four Seasons

This is a play I wrote last year but my mom still loves it!



Spring:I am spring, beautiful and fresh.

Summer: I am summer, hot and bright.

Autumn: I am autumn,scarlet and gold.

Winter: I am winter,brave and cold.

All: We are the four seasons

 and we fight for the right to rule the year!

Winter: I should be ruler because

 I have snow that is pretty and fun.

Summer: Winter you!  You can't be ruler because

 you make the children cold.

I should be ruler because I make the children play and laugh.

Autumn: But Summer you make the children burn!

My crisp autumn days are just right.

Spring: But Autumn you don't have flowers or green things for the delight of the people.  These thing I have.

Winter: People don't need flowers, they like my snowflakes.

Summer: But your snowflakes are chilly.

Autumn: Stop this fighting! I have an idea.  We can each have a bit of the year to rule.  It can go like this: Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter.

Winter: But that's not fair!  Why do I have to be last?

Spring: You're right Winter it's not fair so I will give you a bit of spring to snow in.

Autumn: That's a good idea Spring.  Winter can snow in a bit of Autumn too.

Winter: Thank you Spring and Autumn, I am now content.

All: And that was how the four seasons came to be.

Thanks for reading this.(I know it's a bit long.)

The Gifts

The danger is over,
You open your door,
And in come all the things,
You wish for.
Joy and Happiness,
Friendship and love,
Life and Hope.
Your fire may be out,
You may be cold,
But all your gifts will hold on to you.
It may be snowing,
You may be hungry,
But don't worry,
Your gifts are with you,
And will always be.
The danger is over,
You open your door,
And in come all the things,
You wish for.



Just a little feel good song if you're hungry or cold.

Review of Warrior Scarlet by Rosemary Sutcliff

Warrior Scarlet was a good book but at some parts a bit hard to understand.  Another problem I had with it was that it was a different year each chapter but it was hard to understand that it skipped.  It was an interesting read and was good in most of the parts.  It is historical fiction and is about a young boy who is born into a warrior tribe with a crippled arm. He must face the test to become a warrior, killing a wolf single-handed. Drem (the boy) learns to except and embrace himself even with all his differences.
Thanks for reading my review.