Edited by Emily Ehrlich & Manda Frederick
“The Beauty of the Unknown” by Laurie Rosengren
a magazine of literature and art
special issue featuring
FICTION & POETRY
a publication of Kentwood High School
About the Kentwood Review The Kentwood Review is a publication of Kentwood High School, located in the beautiful Pacific Northwest city of Covington, Washington. The Review showcases the creative and intellectual works of Kentwood High School writers, thinkers, and artists. These works are the product of collaboration with and guidance from KHS faculty, who strive to provide a space for students to pursue their creative interests with the goal of learning always in mind, seeking to fulfill the school’s mission of a “meaningful education for all.” About This Issue This special “Symbolism” issue of the Kentwood Review blossomed from the lovely, symbolic artwork created by students at Kentwood High School. Students considered elements in their lives which carried more weight than their literal usage. Students then drew these elements—a guitar became not just an instrument of music, but an instrument representative of diligence and personal growth, for example. These images inspired prose. Attempting to embody the ideals contained within the author’s chosen symbol, students developed character driven mini-stories. That prose, in turn, inspired poetry as students further distilled the essence of their symbol. What you see here is the result: some prose, some poetry, all symbolic.
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Contents (in order of appearance) Daniel Galinat: A Feel for Ukraine Maria Lopez: Grateful Shyanne VanBlair: The Last Day of My Best Friendâ€™s Life Courtney Prichard: Caring for Others Kharlajoy Villanueva: Sprout Feona Maes: Rainbows Haley Nabarrete: Insecure Matthew Renteria: Working Man Brayden Seims: Rich Yazmin Sanchez: Family Laurie Rosengren: A Normal Morning Yadira Guzman: My Life As It Is Kierra Emerson: My Loving Family Jose Munoz: Living the Best and Forgetting the Rest Daljit Grewal: The Sun Araj Shrestha: The Movers Allexus Pech: A Cold Morning Zach Carlsen: For the Love of the Game Shpejtim Gllareva: Comedy TV â€” Peter Griffin Kevin Cadena: The Steering Wheel Poem Zach Wells: Breaking Off From the Roots Mark Laib: If You Go to Starbucks Mikayla Saechao: Cell Phone Brendan Harle: Chrysler 300 Jenna Barrett: Roots Tenajha Bergin: Truth. Meaning. Life. Kentwood Review iv
Anh Ngo: Missing Yaye Rokhaya Sambou: Inavu Chanel Brooks: Fear Sarah Turner: Rain Drops Garrett Stewart: Mr. President AJ Soocey: Basketball Caitlyn Medina: The Vision Chadene Djekkoun: Selfish Cole Nadeau: Monster Shelby Tetlow: When Will It Be Enough? Jaskaran Kaur: Future Daniel Tanaka: Baseball Aleyah Bennett: Daydreaming About My Future Eli Bennett: Basketball Darious Gipson: What If ?; I’m Learning Aaron Bibby: Police Officer Zakre Stowe: The Breath of Many Nick Bauermeister: Crestwood Austin Duncan: The Man Whose Life Was Changed Josh Gacud: The Good Life Trey Fisher: Billy Dillon Rainey: Couple’s Love Justin Rainey: Black Umbrella Tatum Treat: Life of Jade Daniel de Orta Robledo: Window Taleisha Austin: Liars Amelia Stergion: Bob the Tour Guide
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Daniel Galaint A Feel for Ukraine I wake up to the warm sun Shining through the window, I go out the door to see my Brother letting the cows out, My sister is feeding the animals. Ukraine is known for its fertile ground Driving along the country side my sight is full of green lush Grass and flowing trees. The fields are filled with busy workers Planting potatoes to harvest on their plantation.
After we finished all our work Then off I go with a couple of my friends To the cold lake to enjoy a swim Cooling down we grab a cold drink to Quench our thirst Chugging down a bottle of kvass We sit back With our fishing poleâ€™s
Inspiration The inspiration for my poem was to tell the life of my ancestors I based my writing on the symbol of a potato because that is our signature food and giving a feel of the life in Ukraine. I hope readers will learn from my poem, that in third world countries you have to
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Grateful She wakes up… looks at the sun shining down on her She thanks god that she has another day to live. She says a prayer to herself, trying not to disturb her husband. She walked to the bathroom, so gracefully like she weighed less than a feather. She took her time in the shower, listening to calming music. After the shower she puts the clothes she had already chosen the night before. She wakes her husband and children. Let’s them take a shower while she cooks. She drops each of her children, goes to the store, and then to her work. She works until her children get out of school. She feeds them, cares about them, and loves them. She goes to church when her husband gets home. She prays for herself, her whole family, her work, anything that is in need of help. The thing is that she has everything she’s ever wanted.
The inspiration for my poem/prose was my mom. I built this piece around the symbol of love, respect, caring, because my mom is that and so much more. I hope readers will learn that sometimes people want way too much stuff when other people are grateful that they have what they have after reading my poem/prose.
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Shyanne Vanblair The last day of my best friends life.
When he wakes up has to eat but he cant find food. Finally he spots his prey. He stalks it for a while then finally goes in for the kill. When he is finished with breakfast, he goes down to the little stream behind my house and takes a bath. After his bath he takes a stroll around the neighborhood. As I follow him I lose track of time ad before I know it he is hunting for lunch. As soon as he finds his food he watches its every move. We both are sitting in anticipation. Finally he leaps and eats. After that he took a nap. I am feeling sleepy myself but I must carry on! Finally after his nap he strolls a bit more. As I am watching him I notice that he is growling. I follow his gaze. Then I get scared. I shrink down, but in my little hiding spot I see it all. From the circling, to the blood being drawn. After the fight I see he is badly hurt. So I run to him. He sees me coming but he just lays there looking at me. when I get to him, I take him in my lap and I hold him and hug him tight and cry as he is dying. I tell him that I love him just as he takes his very last breath. He is gone. My coyote friend is gone.
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Courtney Prichard Courtney Prichard
Caring for Others
They start dancing around the room at sunrise And jogging through the neighborhood Feeding the ducks some stale bread Reading books to sick children in their beds Giving stuffed animals to kids of all ages Then handing out food at a homeless shelter Giving blankets and coats to the less fortunate To keep them warm and cozy Making a homemade dinner for their family Then watching a cute comedy together Tucking their children in bed and saying goodnight Reading a few chapters of their new book Slowly drifting off to sleepâ€Ś..
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Kharlajoy Villanueva Ehrlich/Per1 Kharlajoy Villanueva
Sprout Kim pushed the temptation of procrastination away Sighing as she looked at the pile of homework on her desk Closing her eyes, she rubbed her temples, Wishing she was anywhere else but home Shouts and screams were soon heard around the house Profanity and curses bouncing off the walls, Accompanied with the slamming of doors Kim hadn’t a clue why her parents were still together The two were a recipe for trouble She was a minor, And had no choice but to deal with their constant fights and quarrels But she thought to herself That she would be out in a few years Off to college and away from her unstable family She would make something of herself With that in mind, Kim tuned out her parents And finished her work With new-found inspiration Three words resonating through her head “I will succeed.”
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Feona Meas Rainbows I woke up in my bed and looked out the window It was raining, and it sounded like little drops of water were jumping off the roof I stuck my head out to the cold air and looked up to the grey skies There, I saw a beautiful Rainbow that was as bright as the sun As I stared into the Rainbow, I started to think about my past I remember staring at a rainbow with my sisters and talking about what each color meant I remember the old days where we would laugh and play, and scream and yell It seems like now that we’ve grown up, we don’t have as much fun with each other like we used to It’s ok though, because I will always have those memories, forever
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Haley Nabarrete Insecure
She threw on her favorite shirt And headed out the door without breakfast She knew she should eat But she wanted to lose five pounds by the end of the month So that she could be the same size as her other friends After arriving at school she meets up with her friends And immediately feels uncomfortable under their disdainful gazes They scoffed at her shirt and belittled her Shame and embarrassment took over her emotions in and instant She lies smoothly and tells them she has to go Struggling with her feelings, she tells herself that she canâ€™t let them get to her But sheâ€™s already making plans to shop soon.
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Matt Renteria Working Man He wakes up slowly, breathing heavily, Making his way to the faucet where he began drinking his bad dreams away. He leaves for work in a hustle to be done as fast as possible, Working, working, and working is all he ever doesâ€Ś that is all he has time to do. Constantly moving his arms pulling up ripened crops for his minimum wage jobâ€Ś that he barely got, His family, something that he cherishes the most is what keeps him going, Not only him, but his loved ones as wellâ€Ś
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Brayden R. Seims
Rich Come around at 7:30, check; Roll onto a comfortable padded conveyor belt that takes me to the shower, check; Be dried with an automatic body-dryer, check; Get outfitted in a $30,000 suit, check; Position rings of white gold on manicured fingers, check; $1.6 billion video call to“Are you ready for your coffee, sir?” “If you speak without permission again, you’re fired.” $1.6 billion video call to Tokyo Company, check. A good start to the day.
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Yazmin Sanchez Family
Loving person Caring for others Nice to people Likes to make others smile Looks after her friends Looks after her family Strong Independent Brave
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Mrs. Erick Family
A Normal Morning
Frigid in the morning Constant snow and ice Warmed up blankets and Homemade scarves Bad case of bedhead, sweatpants, And a large smile Plowed roads host a happy camper
A normal morning to the tiny school Endless hot chocolate Snow ball fights And staying by the fire Whilst a blizzard rampages the town
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Cook Serving pancakes and milk Yadira Guzman Cleaned Watched My life as it is While I cook I was making pancakes And serving milk, In the table, So I served pancakes and milk After everyone ate, I cleaned the house the kitchen Sometimes I feel lonely and sad, But then I think what if I had someone, Then I wouldnâ€™t have time to do things so yeah, So after all cleaning I was tired and so I sat down In the sofa and started To watch my favorite TV shows I fell asleep watching my favorite T.V. shows, Because of all the work, Then I dream things I want to happen, But at the end you know itâ€™s just a dream.
How can I add more interesting things? You can list the shows, be more specific. Can you put more feeling into? Add more personal feelings.
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My Loving Family
My family is very loving, With their beautiful faces, And big attitude how could you not love them? With their good hearts, And independent minds how you could not look at them as a leader? How they stick up for people, And speak their minds how could they not be you role models?
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Livin the best and forgeting the rest “Wake up bake up gotta that cake up” as Wiz wakes up next to his pregnant dime piece of a wife Amber Rose. It’s a lazy day, staying in spending time with his woman. After giving his boothang a kiss, he throws the sheets over realizing that he has the best life in the world. He gets taylored before he kicks it with the crew. Playing xbox sippin on mountain dew. Bumpin O.N.I.F.C, and getting really keyed. Sitting next to Chevy and givin Juciy daps , making that hands clap. Say they never been, when she in the cut, Wiz Kahlifa be the best , yeah that homies a mut. Gold stripe in the hair like bumble bee, he isn’t talking megatron when he hits the bomb. Shoppin at Louis, spend a couple houndred grand, so lit cant even stand. Got so much stuff its growing out his hair, the stuffs in the jar the , the grinders over there.
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Daljit Grewal By: Daljit Grewal
The Sun The Girl awakens to see the sun, Which she hates, Because it forces her to get up And forget her dreams, Full of pixies, dragons, magic, and war.
Her dreams let her go Away, far away From her dreary home.
But She still forces her tired mind To wake her up WIDE awake So she can go on her way To the rest of the story of her life, Like the books she reads.
She suddenly stops getting up. She falls back asleep. She doesn’t think about “The possibility of a new day”. A new day means morning, And she’d rather not think about that at the moment. The inspiration for my poem was waking up and being tired, feeling like staying in bed and dreaming. I based my poem on the symbol of the sun because even though it stands for hope for others, it’s the opposite for me. I wanted the poem to be surprising. I hope readers will learn that morning ISN’T a good thing and what dreams can do for you from reading my poem.
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The Movers Thank you sun for this new day I will use this time well Day by day Month after month Year after year But now your happiness is my sadness For now your happiness has brought me sadness I curse you now I curse you I curse you
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A Cold Morning By: Allexus Pech
A Cold Morning Woke up to sunshine, I got up, Walked into a ray of light Sitting down on the window sill, I look across the room Seeing the Bathroom door open The toothbrush lay still, I look back out the window Seeing snow fall, I dragged my way over to the bedside I put on my coat, sweat pants and boots, Running down the stairs, I walked out the front door Looking up at the snow falling sky. I reach out my hand, A single snowflake landing into my palm Melting away, at my touch Melting away the summer sun
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For the Love of the Game I look at the clock It’s slowly counting down Everyone is counting on me And I’m on my own I check the scoreboard We trail by 2 points The pressure is on In a do-or-die situation Only 10 seconds left now I begin to make my move Using a screen I shake the defender Now I’m all alone I stop, just beyond the three-point line I quickly spin the ball around in my hands Feeling for the right grip Finally I have the ball where I want I point my eyes toward the target Examining the distance between the target and me I’m almost ready to go now As I hear the crowd shouting “3...2...” I begin my motion A hush comes over the crowd All eyes are on me, the pressure is on But this is what I live for The thrill of the game From beginning to end Playing my heart out, all for this silly game That for some reason I love The ball soars through the air All eyes now on the ball There is only one sound that is heard SWISH!
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Comedy TV â€” Peter Griffin
Eats breakfast Goes to work Approaches home Drives to the bar with his hysterical friends Youngest son and dog, Who are best friends Traveling back in time His daughter Tormented and beat up Like a punching bag Oldest son terrified Evil monkey hides in his closet And comes out at the worst time Everyone is there Sitting on the couch Someone cracks a joke They laugh, they complain, They are family.
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The steering wheel poem
As Ian walks up for he goes into his car a red 240sx red 240sx coupe the engine that he has is a SR20DET straight from Japan As he bumps wiz khalifaâ€™s new album O.N.I.F.C his thoughts are on his dream cars very exotic cars like Lamborghini and different types of Porsches and today was his lucky he gets to wash and detail a Bugatti And he works in Seattle so he sees rain drops as he works inside his mind says he its raining lets go drifting since its raining you donâ€™t burn as much rubber you burn more rubber when its dry as Ian begins to drift his mind just goes relaxed as he smells the burning rubber it brings much joy to him he just lets his car slide When he puts that steering into his he drives to his future his work, his friends ,his family
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Breaking Off From the Roots In class that day his teacher announces that there will be a class contest to see who can write and perform and recite their poem the best. Normally he would never do anything of the sortâ€™s only do what was needed to get the grade. But this time, it was different. He decided the best way to prove that he was going to change his dull life was to win this contest He lost the class contest and got second in class, but, he didnâ€™t let this stop him. As the years went on he continued to write more and better poetry that told of being different than the rest and to reach for the stars and to not let anyone else bring you down and to not stop until you reach farther beyond your goals. 3 questions: How is the flow of it? Sounds like a story because it is very specific on everything Does it seem to have a deep meaning? Yes because it has a reason why that person wants to change his life Do the line breaks make it different or better? It makes it different from the original story.
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If you go to Starbucks You might find something. If you go to Starbucks You might learn something.
You see the man make the drink. You think what a loser of a job. Well…you are wrong. Making the drinks makes you creative. All of the different ways to make it make you creative. Adding cream or sugar to your drink makes you creative.
If you go to Starbucks and order a coffee… That makes you boring. That is what you might learn.
The inspiration for my poem/story was I. I have always been mocked in my family for being different than them. I based my writing on the symbol of rainy and sunny days because stormy days are so boring. You don’t get to do anything but stay inside. Everything is gray and dull. On sunny days, everything is so colorful and you get to go outside and do anything you want. I hope readers will learn to be creative and that creativity can be found anywhere, even in a Starbucks with just a simple cup of coffee.
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Cell phone: She checks her cell phone to see that her mom texted to wake up She calls her mom and tells her she is leaving School day ends she calls her mom again She then gets a text from her aunt Her grandma calls Her cousin texts her to see whatâ€™s there to eat While her dad texts her That he will be late from work The whole family is connected by a single phone And without it the family couldnâ€™t be closer than they were.
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Chrysler 300 Every day he wakes up In a bed of course After that he goes to school In his Chrysler 300
When he gets there He finds all of his friends As they walk to their first class He locks his Chrysler 300
After a boring day of school He is exhausted and tired All he wants to do is eat So he drives to Mickey Dâ€™s in his Chrysler 300
After heâ€™s full he goes home And has nothing to do So he becomes a lazy bum until tomorrow When he will go to school in his Chrysler 300
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Roots of a Tree Another day began in the dirt. I stand, tall and strong, even in the face of trouble In the stance of my defeat, but itâ€™s no matter My roots are planted. The squirrels come out and Iâ€™m delighted They climb, play and wear themselves out on my arms They are building themselves up, but do not know it I, myself, am a metaphor for their lives My strong trunk, their solid life My branches, their ups and downs My roots are their base of life. They are strong willed and peaceful Like the hawk that has landed at my top, Pride, love and healthy bonds are the make-up of their childhood.
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Truth. meaning. life As the sun rises and the mood still seems dark Zayden remember the thing that makes her get out of bed each morning, and though its tough she remembers to stay strong. The struggles in life shes had to go through, has made her the strong person she is today. she faces challenges most kids never have even had to go through, nor have probably heard of she doesn’t talk to her dad, her mom and her have no bond what so ever. she sits down and wonders everyday what life could be like if she had a “whole” family zayden stays happy to hide pain, she helps others so she can put a smile on someone elses face, her dream is to help the world. To make a difference ! Her little sister means everything to her, Zayden doesn’t know what she would do without her shes the only permanent person she has in this world. zayden would take a bullet for her Yet shes to young to understand.
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Missing As I wake up I notice something strange, As I drink my coffee I notice, Something missing, I went to work, I notice the feeling of anger rage inside me, Something always missing but what, Something are always missing, As he jump out way and I hear the crushing of his bones, I smiled, I found what was missing,
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She waits for a person to approach her but not the other way around. Inavu is also not completely caught up in her looks as she wears shorts, sweats, baggy shirts, and other clothing as those for comfort. She can be like that but she also loves her feminine side. She isnâ€™t afraid Yaye Rokhaya Sambou to just mess around sometimes and wear make-up and stylish clothes such as dresses. She is a strong character that likes to overcome challenges but
Inavu A bow and arrow one day Lipstick another. Writings and readings bring elation, As they are an outlet of escape, From the stresses of the real realm. The company of another is an enjoyment, Isolation a burden. Education is an imperative, Devoid of it there is no future but the one taking orders. The harsh opinions of others donâ€™t faze her, As she is independent and strong, To as bright as the sun is the aim, And live to the highest potential, Barren of pain and despair.
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Fear By Chanel He spends more time in his room then outside on the computer 11 hours a day watching TV, texting friends. The only social interaction is at school for six hours then it’s back to his room. His mom calls him down to eat and he tells her five more minutes. Knowing that it will be another hour before he gets up because his show’s on or he’s talking to his friend. His mom is worried because he doesn’t get out of the house. So she sides him up for football just so he gets outside the house. He’s mad and confused on why she would sign him up. Knowing he has never played a sport in his life, never picked up a ball. He was that kid that slacked off in gym class. You know that kid who tells jokes to hide the fact that he’s scared to fail. Scared to see the mocking faces and pointed fingers laughing at him. He’s scared but he would never tell anyone. Never show he’s fear because that’s what he’s scared of fear its self.
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Rain Drops The faceless child leaves. She remembers the feeling; Almost like a sickness, It comes in waves at a time, But on other days There are only rain drops. The cold water settles deep down They start to build up and up, Imprisoning her from the rest of the world The rain is rising now, She will never escape the growing tides. Someday it will suffocate her, Drowning out her memories and thoughts
Are my line breaks okay? Or should I make them less often? Does my word choice convey what I’m trying to say? Yes, your word choice and your symbolism help Do you have any other suggestions about my structure and word choice? I think you should keep your structure, because your line breaks bring more meaning to the poem Does my title want you to read the poem and learn what it’s about? I think since the title is vague, it makes me want to read it because I know it’s probably figurative.
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By President Garrett Stewart Mr. It was the presidentâ€™s time to fall, On December 20 it was a cool dry day, Millions gathered on the frosty lawn, The excitement would never be gone.
When he finally gave his speech it was very short and to the point. It inspired many but made some think, Think about was is in for us in these difficult times, He cracked some jokes and the crowed chuckled.
He was loved by many, At the end they clapped and hugged, Then bam, a hush fell over the crowed, There was an eerie silence, Watching the president fall.
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Basketball My character has a love for the game, Living for the competitiveness and for the competition, With his passion, he strives to win, Putting his team as a priority, he does all he can to get there, As his shoes squeak on the hardwood, Dribbling down the court, Sweat beading down from his forehead, With the ball in hands, he enters a whole different world, His life revolves around basketball, his life is basketball, With only a few seconds left in the game, He will still be playing.
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The Vision By: Caitlyn Medina
The Vision Opened his eyes to the vision of love The sweetness of the moment Was like greeting his grandmother He sees the silhouette Yet it is so blurry in the midst He jumped out of the chair in excitement The man looked out the window for his significant He is looking back in the room to make sure everything was right He sits down and hears the sound against the metal door â€œknock, Knock, Knockâ€?
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Selfish by Chadene
As I watch you throw away your life, Others begging in their knees to have what they please, I feel mad when you do that, you take for granted what you have. Others in tears, and you are blind thinking that what you have will last..
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Monster What if we are the monster under are beds? The reason we hid are heads in fear The reason we had the night light shine The reason we had our parents tuck us in bed But as we grow older the monster died away Because we got less scared of make believe creatures But the monster is still here He never left, he lurks beneath the skin We all have a monster inside We all have a dark side And as we lay old we reflect back We look reflect on what we become And how that monster overcame us That monster is usâ€Ś
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When will it be enough? When the money, and power no longer satisfies Or how about when youâ€™re living off of Red Bull Just to keep your energy up.
Will it be enough when I leave? When I never see you? Your family is breaking. Do you see it now?
Maybe you do.
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Symbolizes this guy going to school every day to be successful Making correct choices RKâ€™s life starts from the moment he wakes up To the day he closes his eyes for good Enters with the goal of being a successful business man Straight Aâ€™s The day he is graduating, Moving on in his life The next step of reaching his goal
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Daniel Tanaka Daniel Tanaka
12-5-12 Per 2
Baseball A character to represent passion is baseball And my personality would be a love for the game, I want a life, dictated around it, My character would play a lot with his friends. My character would love to play With passion and never give up, This character will always strive to win. My object name is baseball And I will play till the day I am done. And remember playing Underneath the bright sun.
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Daydreaming about the Future Shaporia sits in class thinking, thinking about her future. Lots of things going through her mind. She thought “what will I do after high school? What will my job be? Will I be successful?” Her teacher finds her day dreaming. He snaps her back to focus then ask “would you be so kind and share with the class what you were daydreaming about please”? She thinks to herself and finally says real quietly “I was thinking about my future”. The bell rings just as the teacher opens his mouth. She rushes out of the classroom and heads to basketball practice. She is wearing a huskie shirt and huskie shorts. She looks at her outfit in the mirror in the locker room takes a second to look at herself then heads to the gym. While stretching on the floor her mind wonders off. Once again she thinks about her future. This time she thinks about how she had always wanted to go to the University of Washington. As minuets pass by she remembers the time when she was little and went to the girls UDUB basketball game. Ever since them she knew she wanted to go to that collage when she grew up. Shaporia’s basketball coach blows her whistle and she comes back to focus again. She plays harder and works harder than usual because she knows that’s what it takes to get into UDUB. Her coach complements her on her great effort. After practice she goes home takes a shower and goes straight to sleep. When she wakes up she still goes on with her enthusiasm and determination to do great in life. When she gets to school she starts working on her assignment for that day. Her teacher comes to her and notices her change in attitude. He asked her “what changed? You seem different.” She said to him “my dream during class yesterday gave me inspiration.” Then he gets this look in his face showing wonder and having deep thought about her response.
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In the meantime of not working, Basketball is what to do. The future to him is not the smarts, But the athletic level of the best is true. NBA is the hope. Practice is what he does to follow his Future. But the sport of this has very few, As players who play are honestly dope. The ball hits the ground, But how the ball moves on the ground, This acts as a sign of skill, The people who have this will totally kill.
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What if What if my grandma’s stuff burned? I might break down What if we lost everything? I could lend a hand What if the devil was trying to bring us down? I would pray asking god for help Would you be there? I’m learning I’m learning to grow up And I’m learning to appreciate the things I have And I’m learning to cope with others Not get upset, when I don’t have everything my way And I’m learning not to follow others down the wrong path And I’m learning not to put things into my own hands And I’m learning (though it sometimes really hurts me) Not to deny something I’ve done And I’m learning to succeed Even when I want to quit And I’m learning that it’s much Much easier to be the person that I am. –Darious Marshawn Gipson
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Police Officer I wake up tired As I walk outside I check my ammo Drive to work and wait Wait for it to ambush me Reaching my first checkpoint of danger I turn on the lights above me Yielding slowly to the side of the road I walk to the window… A grip on my pistol Slowly strolling to my destiny or death
The inspiration for my poem was the thing that I want to have a career in. I based my writing on the symbol of police lights because when I’m older and have a job that’s what I will be doing pulling over people and taking down criminals. I hope readers will learn the dangers an officer faces every day from reading my poem.
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I wake up, my breath feeling like a weight… I didn’t know what to think, but I didn’t know how to act.. I got up, looking around questioning.. Feeling my breath then getting up. I wipe my eye’s them being full of tears.. Not sure what I dreamed of. But as I settle down and lay back down. I think to my self” is this the breath of many?” The settle moment I close my eye’s and I think silently.. The breath of many is the breath of few.
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Nick Bauermeister 12/6/12
Crestwood The dude who represents Crestwood is one of the armed guards named Joe. When Joe wakes up he gets dressed and takes his breakfast burrito to the tower. They rotate between Humvees, standing at the gate, and the towers. He was watching the kids get out of the buses and all of the sudden a kid runs into the runs into the midst of everything and blows up. Realizing too late, terrorists fly in with Blackhawks and starts killing everyone. Joe picks up a stinger and destroys one of the Blackhawks, and bob in the other tower destroys the other one. They both go down but crash and kill even more people but less than half of the kids are still alive.
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â€œThe Man Whose Life was Changedâ€? He ate riceballs Before his walk In which he lep out into the air And went to the par
the air The life-giving air. He breathed with The curiosity of generosity.
This life had been forgiving More or less he thought At least in this chapter Unlike the background
His life had been changed Forever for the better From the pile of heap He used to carry on his shoulder.
He walks now With swaggering conduct Unlike the trudging In his new life, he found luck.
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The Good Life Every day I wake up and breathe the salt water air I eat a chicken sandwich and wash my face Then I get ready for the day to take on Kissing my mother goodbye Walking out the door Grabbing my back pack and longboard Staring at the clock in the middle of class Anxious to get out trying to be happy with all the thoughts in my head As the bell finally rings I am the first one out the door Meeting my friends and longboarding to the store Getting the iced tea and happy to be out of school Getting home happy is very rare For me it is so I just smile at everything I put the iced tea and longboard away Surfing til sunset with my friends gives me joy So again I smile and buy some shaved ice Then I do my passion through the night I dance til time to sleep This is the life
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Billy When Billy wakes up he lays in bed for another half hour before getting out. He slowly gets in the shower, taking another 15 minutes. Billy is so exhausted that he can’t help but crawl out of the bathroom. Skipping breakfast, Billy sits in the car and closes his eyes, hoping to get just 10 more minutes of sleep. School drags on, the same thing every day. Billy has no excitement and no motivation to do well. Everything appears grey as if he is looking through his eyelids as he catches himself falling asleep in class. As soon as he gets home he is too tired to do anything. Billy just lays in bed again, either texting or trying to keep his mind occupied by talking to friends on Xbox. After a small dinner of whatever his sister made, Billy puts on a pair of shorts and his baseball shirt. Baseball practice is the only time that Billy tries to look awake. He works hard to make it through the drills. Because that’s the only thing he’s really motivated to do well at. This just makes him more tired. He gets home and takes another shower. He lies in his bed trying to sleep. It takes a few hours to rest. The next morning he wakes up and the cycle begins again.
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A Beautiful Couple Love each other a lot But one little Problem And the Couple Fight They find something to be happy about Which makes them love each other very much?
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Black Umbrella As we stand there In the rain Holding our black umbrellas We mourn for our lost ones We sit there and weep For the one who left us
As we stand there In the rain Holding our black umbrellas We wait for the Priest To finish his Prayers We stand there lined up Throwing flowers into the hole Where the coffin lies
As I stand there In the rain Holding my black umbrella
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She wakes up she is happy Room is filled with pictures from the past and the present “Going to the store be back soon” Saying “yea I’m awake now, Are you coming down to see me? “ “No it’s not your weekend, And I don’t have a train ticket from Seattle to Portland this weekend.” Normally Jade and Nick were at their dads On the same day But with her bad memories of the past The Memories filling back into her life Of all that has happened Since her two parents split up And have been fighting over her for years. She can’t but wonder Where am I most loved? Where do I want to live?
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Daniel de Orta Robledo
By; Daniel Alexander de Orta Robledo
It’s hard being good. Every day is the same old shit. It’s always go home, eat, do homework, and go to sleep. The days are on repeat all throughout the year. When will it change?
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Liars I can see between The lines As I look into your eyes I see lies. Why are you lying to my face? I hate liars—they’re such a disgrace.
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Bob the Tour Giude Bob gets ready for another full week of students He gets on the bus and says hi to Alex Together they make their way to the airport They wait for the flight to get in He hears the thirty feet stomping down the way He gathers them in one big group Tells them what they got themselves into Then he says we have now started a jammed pack week of tours and lots of fun. The students anxious and ready to go Some shy and some rambunctious All on the edge of their seats Waiting for the trip to begin but waiting till it ends At the end of trip all are sad Not wanting to leave but ready to see their family They say goodbye to Bob and Alex This is a trip theyâ€™re never going to forget Fresh in their minds, till the end of time.
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contributors Daniel Galinat
Yaye Rokhaya Sambou
Daniel el Orta Robledo
AJ Soocey (Allen Soocey)
Kentwood Review 54 â€œThe Beauty of the Unknownâ€? by Laurie Rosengren