LMP

As I forced stale air into my lungs and locked my knees to stop them from shaking, I decided to concentrate on walking through the door. The large, looming double-doors gleamed like scorched dandelions and made me squint as I examined the handle. It was brass and probably burning hot from the constant heat. Moving slowly forward my hands reached tentatively to the handle, finding it surprisingly smooth and cool. I pushed the door with both hands and entered the most fascinating room I'd ever seen...

4th Term:  Is summer right around the corner? Or in the next town, surrounded by traffic? Some days when it's warm, blue, and sunny, it's like a little hint of summer to keep you going. Other days when the classroom is hot, the CRTs are looming, and homework is still going strong, it's more like summer is breathing down your neck. Today is a pretty good day. Most of my classes had fans and we took our last page of Geometry notes. Outside is filled with crisp shadows, colorful sidewalks, rippling green leaves, and warm air. Hot days drenched in cold water, melted Popsicles, and laughter are ahead. Just one last push!

So even though I'm not totally finished with this book, I need to rave about it! I love it! It's by Colleen Houck. It's about a girl named Kelsey who ends up in India with a mysterious tiger she grows to love. The tiger ends up being... well, I don't want to give it away. Read it! I got an idea from the Tiger Cub blog. She is the daughter of the 'tiger mother' and goes to Harvard. She got comments to post about a day in her life at Harvard. Here's a day in the life at FJH (And just my life) 6:30~Wake up, shower, get dressed, grab a muffin on the way out 7:20~Get to school early to get extra help with Geometry homework. Teacher is busy with other students, so luckily her smart son helps and you get 100% on the assignment 8:10~School starts; correct worksheet, take notes, start new assignment 9:30~Homeroom; talk about Officer stuff 10:10~Science; watch cool video about the Sun, correct packet, take notes 11:40~US History; worksheets, video, book work

On April 14th/15th was the 100th Anniversery of the Titanic sinking. On April 10th the great ship left Ireland to sail to America with 2,200 passengers. 1,500 people died on April 14th/15th. So many people knew they were going to die. The gigantic ship slowly sank into the frigid, deathly water. It was chaotic, people didn't know what to do. Surely many cried, many prayed. Some tried to save themselves, some stayed with loved ones and prepared to die, some helped others. The sinking of the Titanic is extremely said and unfortunate, but why is this the most commemorated and remembered? Is it because it was such a surprise? Afterall the ship was said to be "unsinkable, amazing." so what happened? Mostly it was pridefulness, carelessness, and not the most thorough construction. The Titanic actually had two other "sisters" They were other large ships built almost identically. One called Oylmpic was in good use for 24 years, it was launched one year before Titani

Fireworks The sky is like a canvas covered in celestial velvet that has no end In the vast expanse of sunset and space, glittering crystals glow through the night like silver embers flying into the wind Suddenly when all is dark and silent you notice something gain momentum and shoot straight up into the heavens It explodes into sparkly gold pixie dust and fades into in a glimmering streak of crimson. Fuchsia streamers dash across your vision and the field is suddenly alive with light

Uneven, small cliffs of sand the color of clean rust drown the beach. The water comes in quickly and rolls back in erratic waves. Hard, palm-shaped rocks litter the stretch of saltwater-soaked sand. Dead carcases of clams, crabs, and sand-dollars lay waiting to be carried back to the deep water behind. The wind tosses up grains of broken sandcastles and harsh rays of sunlight. The sun hangs suspended in the sky by the seagulls and glow that surround it. The waves roll back and forth in a familiar, yet different way as they continue their ancient song of water. Pebbles the color of Athena's eyes frame Disney-colored seashells. The oval oyster shells have nautical, fiery rainbows shining inside their peeling ebony bodies. Mint, lunar white, mahogany, and dream blue sea-glass are casually placed amist the other treasures from the Sea. Swirling masses of seaweed reach onto the airy crest of waves' last memory. Children, with the help of laughter and red buckets build sandcastles