Commencement Ceremony

Hello All,

     Tonight is the commencement ceremony at Helen S. Dunn School.  Our eighth grade class is receiving their certificates of achievement and being recognized for their time and effort here at HSD.  The ceremony starts at 6:00, so come and watch your children and friends earn their rewards for all the hard work they have contributed in the last nine or more years!

     In honor of the situation, Jasmine and Nicole wrote a lovely poem which they will read this evening.  I like it very much, and I think it captures the feelings of the eighth grade class as they close this chapter in their lives.  You may read it below.

“Graduation Day!”

This year our old lives end, 

And new ones begin.

But we will never forget the memories,

That will be forever in our heart.

We had good times,

and bad times.

As we move on,

we will never forget the friendships we had.

We will remember the days

when taking naps in class,

and never forgetting recess,

getting to run and play.

It felt like just yesterday

when we were little kids,

and now today,

we have grown so much.

We’ll remember big events,

like semi or carnivals.

Even the little things will be remembered.

Some of us will go in the same direction, 

some of us will go our separate ways;

but I know we will never forget,

The good old days.

by Jasmine and Nicole

Haiku

by Kiairah

Droopy willow trees

make good shade, but it sadly
makes me feel the same.

by Hunter

Covered in water,

seven billion people

won’t last forever.

by Vicktoria

A beautiful stream

flows along the Pacific;

pebbles sink in you.

by Alexis

I walk through the woods;

I look for moose, deer, and birds,

but I find nothing.

Pizza Rolls

     Nicole and Jasmine wrote a clever poem about their favorite snack today, and they insist they will now write a whole series on microwaved food.  The eighth grade is studying how poetry sometimes ignores standard conventions of written English, and often comments on obscure aspects of life.  Here is their first ode to nuked goodness,

Pizza Rolls

Pizza Rolls are very hot,

I like them a lot.

They make me super happy,

They make me want to clappy.

The first bite is like lava,

It starts so much drama.

Sauce, Cheese, Pepperoni, and Dough,

That’s like heaven, you know.

They make you fat,

But I’m okay with that.

Five minutes to go,

Time is ticking slow.

They are my life,

I will ask them to be my wife.

They are my favorite food,

Even if they’re already chewed.

That’s actually so gross,

I think I want some toast.

No, never mind; they’re still my love,

I almost lost them to a dove.

Everyone at the end of the line,

They’re all mine!

Fifteen rolls in a box,

Everyone loves them, even a fox.

They make you better when you’re sick,

It makes me want to post a pic.

They are my best friend,

Forever till the end.

They’re great!

Almost better than Frosted Flakes.

Do-do-de-do-do-dum

They are yummy in my tum.

So gooey on the inside,

I literally almost cried.

My stomach is hollow,

Chew, Chew, and Swallow.

You can share them or not,

Hmm, I’d rather not.

They’re almost gone.

That’s a con.

I’m so full of cr—,

I think I need a nap.

Today in History - William Wordsworth

Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802

by William Wordsworth

(sonnet) p. 118

Earth hath not anything to shew more fair:

Dull would he be of soul who could pass by

A sight so touching in its majesty:

This City now doth like a garment wear

The beauty of the morning; silent, bare,

Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie

Open unto the fields, and to the sky;

All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.

Never did sun more beautifully steep

In his first splendor valley, rock, or hill;

Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!

The river glideth at his own sweet will:

Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;

And all that mighty heart is lying still!

The original publication placed the date as 3 September 1803.  Later editions admitted it was actually inspired and composed on Saturday, 31 July 1802, when he and his sister Dorothy were traveling across the bridge together.  The poem describes the River Thames and London in the early morning, before the bustle of traffic and business began.

MLA Citation:

Wordsworth, William. Poems, in Two Volumes. London: Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orms, Paternoster-Row, 1807. Print.