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The very first sessions of SJA's Power of the Pencil Club provide a platform for writing poems; as students typically don't have many opportunities to write in prose. These sessions provide an opportunity to explore creative ways inanimate objects might feel if they had that ability. Today, SJA Power of the Pencil Club member Katie I. explores the feelings that a twig might have. Enjoy!
I Am A Twig
I am a twig fallen from a tree
No one ever things of me
How would you feel if you were stepped on?
Or thrown carelessly?
I am chewed up, broken and beaten but no one cares
I was collected then thrown into a fire of unknown
As you sing around, I am hurt and most likely burnt
So do me a favor and look out for little twigs like me
How would you like it if you were unseen
Ever thought about someone in one way and then discover they had a kinder side? SJA Power of the Pencil club member Emily explores how one can change their mind about people. Enjoy this summer reading...
I Think I Changed My Mind
By Emily B.
“Get a move on, Willow!” Mom called up the stairs.
“I’m going over my list one last time, to make sure I have everything,” I yelled back as I scrambled to find my two bathing suits. I was excited and all to go on vacation to the Outer Banks, with my family, Anna (my bestie), and her family, but the flight there was going to be terrible. Nine hours on a plane, then a six hour drive to the beach house! I was running down the stairs when my sister Lily shoved me out of the way. “Hey watch it!” I yelled.
She replied, “I wouldn’t have pushed you, if you weren’t in my way!”
“Or you could be patient,” I nearly screamed.
“Girls, calm down or you aren't going!” Mom yelled.
“I can’t. Ella is calling my name,” she whispered snootily, checking her phone. Lily turned around and walked back up the stairs, mumbling about how she forgot her pillow.
“You know Ella is not coming with us! She is a Johnson and we are going with the Evans,” I whisper-yelled.
“Plans have changed, dummy! We are going with the Johnsons,” she said sassily. I glared at her and ran down stairs. I found my mom in the sitting room reading a book.
“Mom, Lily just told me Ella is going on vacation with us. Is that true?” I asked.
Mom replied, “Yes, in fact Ella’s whole family is going with us.” At that my eyes got wide. “Ellie will be there for you to hang out with. This way everybody has a friend,” she also said not looking up from her book. I just groaned.
About a half an hour later we were on the plane. “What movie do you want to watch first?” Dad asked.
“Actually I have to read for a school project,” I said sadly.
“I thought you were rating your vacation?” he said confused.
“I was going to, until I found out it was going to be terrible,” I replied.
“You told me Ellie was one of your good friends,” he said scratching his chin.
I rolled my eyes and explained, “Anna is my best friend! Ellie is my enemy! I complain about her every day! On the last day of school, she pushed me down the well next door! Remember, I fractured my wrist,” I whisper-shouted.
“Oh, yeah. I remember that now. I’m sorry Willow, part of the reason we’re going with the Johnsons is because your mom and I thought Anna was a jerk to you,” Dad explained.
“Ugh, but I guess I forgive you,” I said softly.
“I can tell that I am not forgiven,” he said apologetically.
“Yeap, you’re right,” I replied.
After we arrived at the beach house, I unpacked my things. Ellie and I didn’t make eye contact. She was on her bed doing her nails, because she had arrived over an hour ago. “Bye lame-o, I’m going to the beach,” she said with sassiness.
“Well, are you not going to change?” I asked.
“You really are stupid. I live with this baby on,” she replied while taking off her shirt to show her bathing suit. She then added, “Toodles!” I rolled my eyes.
By the time I done unpacking it was time for dinner. We were all at the table praying, when Ellie walked in, dripping wet. I just ignored her and ate my steak kabob and crab legs. Soon we were all done and in the pool outside. It was so big! The water was so clear you could see every bottom tile. There was a slide and two diving boards. I was having so much fun I almost forgot about Ellie, until Mom said it was time to go to bed.
The next morning when I woke up, Ellie wasn’t there. That didn’t matter to me, yet. So, I put my swimsuit on and ran to the kitchen. I ate a quick breakfast while my mom was on the phone. I wanted to go swimming so I called over my shoulder, “Mom, I’m going swimming!” I didn't wait for a response because I heard her say “Sure”. But a second later after the door slide behind me, I missed my mom yell, “Willow! Wait!” I jumped into the pool, and the last thing I remembered, was two soft arms grabbing my arm, before I blacked out.
“Please wake up Willow! Wake up!” someone was saying over and over while crying. I opened my eyes to see that Ellie was the one speaking. Mom was getting ready to do CPR.
“Where am I?” I asked.
“Oh my gosh, Willow, you're alive. I thought you were a goner,” Ellie said hoarsely while mom sobbed in relief.
“What happened?” I muttered.
“You drowned, but Ellie was sun-tanning on a chair, saw you not surface and saved you,” mom explained between sobs while Ellie blushed.
“What? You saved me? Thank you. Thank you,” I exclaimed. A few minutes later I was taken to the hospital. Mom and Ellie were there with me.
A day later I was out of the hospital and walking on the beach laughing with Ellie. Yes, Ellie. You know, I think I changed my mind about Ellie. She is a good person deep down. I just needed a life- threatening situation to find that out.
The SJA Power of the Pencil Club has been taking vacations and writing about them. But was it a real vacation? Elizabeth had a fabulous vacation- but was it for real or wishful thinking? Read on to find out...
My Dream Vacation
by Elizabeth H.
I can’t believe I’m in Paris!! It is so much fun! I am staying there for 2 weeks! I am in the fifth day and I got to see the Eiffel Tower! I went on a Eiffel tower Tour! After I went to the Eiffel Tower Tour, I got to eat lots of macarons!! My favorite flavor of macarons is coffee! After some yummy macarons it was about lunch time, so we went to a restaurant to eat. I was trying some new foods for the first time, like mussels and onion soup. After eating some yummy lunch, a mime came up to me! It was really funny because the mime was stuck in a an imaginary box. Then he gave me a flower and walked away to find more people! Then me and my family went on a Paris Hop On Hop Off bus tour! Yesterday we went to Disneyland Paris!!!!! That is what we did the whole day yesterday. Sadly, I woke up from my dream and realized it wasn’t real, but that was the best dream ever.
The SJA Power of the Pencil club has been busy writing this summer. Today we are featuring Sophia's story about the last day of school. Was it a bad dream or did it really happen? Read on to find out.
The Last Day of School
It was finally here. The last day of school! That’s how I woke up this morning. I did my
normal routine and got my bike from the garage. As I rode my bike down the sidewalk and to the
school parking lot, I noticed that no cars were there. “Hmm. I must be early.” I thought. I walked
in through the doors thinking, “I’M ALMOST THERE!!!”. When I got through the doors, no one
was in the office or hallways. “Wow. Really early.” I said.
I walked into the classroom and noticed that there was no teacher. Then I heard thunder
and saw lightning from outside. Just then I realized that YESTERDAY was the last day of
school. I quickly grabbed my stuff and headed for the exit. I ran so fast that I apparently forgot
how to operate a door. I slammed into it at full speed. I hit the ground and then casually opened
the it. Then I started running again. I ran through all of the hallways and made it to the front
doors of the school. I opened them this time and went for my bike. I looked at the sky and saw a
nasty storm coming my way.
I have never pedaled so fast in my life. Well actually, I’ve pedaled faster chasing an ice
cream truck down the road when I was seven, but let’s not get sidetracked. I kept pedaling until I
got to a stop sign. I stopped, looked both ways, and continued on. I went and went until I came
upon my turn. At least I thought it was. I accidentally took the wrong turn and walked into the
wrong house. I quickly realized that I made a mistake and left. But, the sky was so kind to rain
on me. (I say that sarcastically.) I was soaked and I couldn’t see. The wind and rain was all up
in my face. I blinked and wiped the rain away, but then more came. I tried to stop the rain until I
lost control of my bike and hit the sidewalk. Everything was in a daze for me from then on. I
grabbed my bike and tried to keep going. But it was too much. I got on and started pedaling. I
got 9 to 10 feet until I collapsed and fell off again. This time, I couldn’t go on. In fact, I couldn’t
I woke up in the hospital. My parents and siblings were by me. When I woke up, they all
came over to me in a hurry. My brother asked, “So, how was your first day of summer?” I smiled
and threw an ice pack at him.