Basketball Poem

AUTHORS NOTE: I am the main cheerleader for the Pewaukee Girls 7th grade basketball team and I wanted to show my support by being a cheerleader. I wrote this poem honoring my favorite team and my dedication to cheerleading.

Long hours of training, sweat, blood, and pain.
Practicing to do one thing…
Win!
Though I don’t even play, but I still work hard,
I put all my effort forth to support my team.
Traveling, practicing, working,
but still never stepping foot on to the court
Trying my best at every minute,
but still never stepping foot on to the court.


Basketballs whiz by but I have no interest it that,
I have interest in cheering on my team…
As a cheerleader!
Every basketball game I go to,
I cheer
Every tournament I attend,
I cheer
Having no interest in basketball,
But definitely in supporting my favorite team!
Go 7th Grade Pirates!

True Friends

AUTHORS NOTE: My friends mean everything to me that was my main inspriation. Also Natalie inspired me by making a neat Animoto!

Money can’t buy friends, but money can buy new shoes!

True friends are like purses, they hold all your secrets

True friends are like nail polish, they never loose their sparkle.

True friends are like my Tiffany heart necklace, they’re close to heart.

True friends are like Nike tennis shoes, always reliable.

True friends are like an Abercrombie jacket, always there to comfort you.

True friend, it’s not a label… It’s a promise ~Natalie

Best friend, it’s not a label… It’s a commitment.

Never Ending Mountain

AUTHORS NOTE: I absolutely love to ski and I wrote this piece when it was skiing season. Skiing is a thrilling and exciting sport and that is what I am saying in this piece.
     
The chair lift jerks as I ride upward. Every part of me quakes with fear. The fear of falling. Plunging downwards thousands of feet. The chair lift begins again saving me from my fear. The fear of falling. I slip off the chair lift when we reach the top. My friend calls me over as she looks down the mountain. Both of us are ready for the adventure of a life time. A blast of cold air hits me right as I take off. Turning left then right not wanting to slow down. The feeling of happiness feels me and the though of never stopping crossed my mind. Finally I slow and look up the massive mountain I realized what I have accomplished. I have accomplished a ski run and created a memory that will never be forgotten.

Habanero Peper

AUTHORS NOTE: I wrote this fun poem based off a real moment that happened at lunch with my friend Lexi!

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Stream of Consciousness

AUTHORS NOTE: I was inspried by all of my family road trips which are extremly borning until we reach our destination. This piece is particulary based off of our anual trip up north.
Road

The never ending road stretches on before us. Like a never ending trail of thought. The only sound is the car rumbling down the paved road. I count the seconds as we travel and wait for the right time to ask. My sister breaks the silence with a question that I was dying to know the answer to. "Are we there yet?" I think to my self obviously not! Breaking my thoughts the car turn a sharp corner signaling thirty more minutes. The silence in the car stretches on as the out doors becomes more green as we become deeper into the woods. My head is throbbing because of the gravel roads. The birds sing and the warm air rushes thorough an open window smelling like fresh pine tree sap. A small cabin comes into view. We are all ready to start an unforgettable weekend!

Writing Is...

AUTHORS NOTE: I created this wordle after my Language Arts class brainstormed our ideas on what writing is.