football
skillful, quick, agile, smart
cooperative, focused
a good team player
star
JA
12/09
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Mom and Dad…..a Photograph
Beautiful young couple in the grass,
So much in love.
She in flowered sarong,
Long dark curls
Falling shamelessly over
Soft, bared shoulders.
He so virile and strong;
Handsome as a matinee idol
With chiseled jaw and carved cheekbones.
So many dreams.
So little worries.
Faded shades of gray….
So long ago.
NW
8/09
So much in love.
She in flowered sarong,
Long dark curls
Falling shamelessly over
Soft, bared shoulders.
He so virile and strong;
Handsome as a matinee idol
With chiseled jaw and carved cheekbones.
So many dreams.
So little worries.
Faded shades of gray….
So long ago.
NW
8/09
Mother’s Love
A mother’s love is like a sunburst in morning
That shines in her heart,
With warmth that you can see in her eyes,
And love that melts your sadness away.
She is there when you need a big hug
Or just someone to talk to.
A mother’s love is the best love of all.
Merry
2/09
That shines in her heart,
With warmth that you can see in her eyes,
And love that melts your sadness away.
She is there when you need a big hug
Or just someone to talk to.
A mother’s love is the best love of all.
Merry
2/09
It’s a Bitch Being a Single Mother
No one asked to be a single mother,
Doing anything to please her children,
Doing everything by herself.
No one understands unless they’ve been through it.
So before you judge a single mother,
Take a good look inside yourself.
Now I know everything in life has a consequence.
It’s so damn hard being a single mother!
Sabrina Flintroy
5/09
Doing anything to please her children,
Doing everything by herself.
No one understands unless they’ve been through it.
So before you judge a single mother,
Take a good look inside yourself.
Now I know everything in life has a consequence.
It’s so damn hard being a single mother!
Sabrina Flintroy
5/09
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Releasing the Demon
Another day at Read to Succeed; what a drag! I’ve been coming here for two years now and I don’t see the end. What keeps me coming back are the teachers and tutors. They are always ready with knowledge, wisdom, encouragement, advice and help.
It does not matter what kind of mood you’re in. They always find a way to make you feel better, either by listening to you “whine” or giving you a hug or some advice. To me, Read to Succeed is not just a school. It's also a family.
I don’t believe people truly understand the importance of this program and what is does for its students. I have seen people come in who are very timid when they start the program. They probably feel that they are alone with their past failures and disappointments. I know I felt that way too.
The staff and students at Read to Succeed made me feel at home and very welcome. Although it’s a lot of work and time commitment, the success I have achieved has helped to build my confidence. I’m trying things now that I would never do before. I will get up in front of a group and read. I even share all the poems and stories that I have written. I take tests for different jobs that I would never dare to do two years ago.
I hope to use these skills that I been learning to my advantage and maybe help somebody that has trouble reading. I can be a mentor to them. I might even become a volunteer myself some day.
I ask myself, "Why not share this fortune I have found with as many people as possible?" It may release a lot of people from their demon of failure.
JM
9/09
It does not matter what kind of mood you’re in. They always find a way to make you feel better, either by listening to you “whine” or giving you a hug or some advice. To me, Read to Succeed is not just a school. It's also a family.
I don’t believe people truly understand the importance of this program and what is does for its students. I have seen people come in who are very timid when they start the program. They probably feel that they are alone with their past failures and disappointments. I know I felt that way too.
The staff and students at Read to Succeed made me feel at home and very welcome. Although it’s a lot of work and time commitment, the success I have achieved has helped to build my confidence. I’m trying things now that I would never do before. I will get up in front of a group and read. I even share all the poems and stories that I have written. I take tests for different jobs that I would never dare to do two years ago.
I hope to use these skills that I been learning to my advantage and maybe help somebody that has trouble reading. I can be a mentor to them. I might even become a volunteer myself some day.
I ask myself, "Why not share this fortune I have found with as many people as possible?" It may release a lot of people from their demon of failure.
JM
9/09
My First Snow
My first memorable moment of a snowstorm was at the age of five. I remember looking out my window and seeing white stuff falling from the sky. I thought it was raining ice. I was excited to see it. I asked my mom if I could go outside.
I remember putting on pajamas, heavy socks, snow pants with straps over the shoulders, a winter sweater, heavy boots, a thick jacket, a hat, and mittens. I headed out the door to enjoy the wonderful feeling of the snow day.
I felt the cold wind brush across my face. The snow felt like icy
cold water on my tongue. I felt excited and tingly.
I fell down on my back and started to move my arms up and down.
Then I got up, looked down and saw a snow angel.
I watched my neighbor across the street gather up snow with his hands. He molded it into a ball. I copied him. I made a snowball and smashed it in my face. Then I made another snowball, bent over, and rolled it on the ground. It got bigger and bigger. Soon my snowball was up to my thigh. I couldn’t pick it up because I was too small, so I started rolling another big snowball. I couldn’t pick that one up either. I rolled them together, side by side. I put a stick in one and called it a fallen down man.
My mother called me to come in the house. I was soaking wet and freezing, so I wanted the warm sensation of hot chocolate. My mother told me to take off my boots by the door. She told me to take off my wet clothes and put on the dry ones that were laid out on my bed.
Then I settled down in the living room to enjoy my hot chocolate, chocolate chip cookies, and cartoons.
JA
1/10
I remember putting on pajamas, heavy socks, snow pants with straps over the shoulders, a winter sweater, heavy boots, a thick jacket, a hat, and mittens. I headed out the door to enjoy the wonderful feeling of the snow day.
I felt the cold wind brush across my face. The snow felt like icy
cold water on my tongue. I felt excited and tingly.
I fell down on my back and started to move my arms up and down.
Then I got up, looked down and saw a snow angel.
I watched my neighbor across the street gather up snow with his hands. He molded it into a ball. I copied him. I made a snowball and smashed it in my face. Then I made another snowball, bent over, and rolled it on the ground. It got bigger and bigger. Soon my snowball was up to my thigh. I couldn’t pick it up because I was too small, so I started rolling another big snowball. I couldn’t pick that one up either. I rolled them together, side by side. I put a stick in one and called it a fallen down man.
My mother called me to come in the house. I was soaking wet and freezing, so I wanted the warm sensation of hot chocolate. My mother told me to take off my boots by the door. She told me to take off my wet clothes and put on the dry ones that were laid out on my bed.
Then I settled down in the living room to enjoy my hot chocolate, chocolate chip cookies, and cartoons.
JA
1/10
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
My Dog Jake
He likes to walk, he likes to swim,
He likes to run and play.
He seems to bark at everything,
But he makes my day!
When I come home from school,
I like to take a nap.
When I do, he licks my face
And wakes me up to play!
He is my buddy.
BM
5/09
He likes to run and play.
He seems to bark at everything,
But he makes my day!
When I come home from school,
I like to take a nap.
When I do, he licks my face
And wakes me up to play!
He is my buddy.
BM
5/09
Precious Wings
The butterfly gracefully glides from sweet-smelling flower to flower, making the butterfly so delightful, dancing in the wind like wheat in a field, fluttering its wings back and forth like wings of angels, like snowflakes falling softly. The beautiful butterfly journeys for miles and miles on its quest to seek other butterflies. There are hundreds and hundreds of them resting peacefully, delicately, creating one extraordinary collage of rainbow-like colors burning brightly. The stillness of the scene makes me feel tranquil and without worry.
Merry
8/09
Merry
8/09
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Falling in Love
Falling in love is like planting a flower. First you plant the seed, and then you must water it and give it plenty of sunlight so it will grow. The same is true of a new relationship. You must first build a foundation by getting to know each other.
In order for a flower to continue to grow, you must water it, talk to it and give it love. This should also be the process for a new relationship. Nurturing the relationship with communication, understanding, love and care will allow it to grow.
For a flower to reach its growth and bloom, you must continue to care for it on a daily basis. To keep a relationship growing and blooming a lot of work has to be put into it.
There are several things that are critical in making a relationship flourish and last: communication, understanding, support, and love.
JM 3/09
In order for a flower to continue to grow, you must water it, talk to it and give it love. This should also be the process for a new relationship. Nurturing the relationship with communication, understanding, love and care will allow it to grow.
For a flower to reach its growth and bloom, you must continue to care for it on a daily basis. To keep a relationship growing and blooming a lot of work has to be put into it.
There are several things that are critical in making a relationship flourish and last: communication, understanding, support, and love.
JM 3/09
No More Sadness
When I read it’s like a breath of fresh air,
Freedom rings, a good feeling comes over me
Like the blue sea running free,
Just like the flowers, birds, and trees,
Like the summer breeze.
Dreaming to read is not a fairy tale for me anymore.
Learning the correct way is the key.
No more sadness when I pick up a book.
Always believe in yourself. You will see.
Always believe in yourself. You can do it.
No more sadness when I pick up a book.
Sabrina Flintroy
7/22/09
Freedom rings, a good feeling comes over me
Like the blue sea running free,
Just like the flowers, birds, and trees,
Like the summer breeze.
Dreaming to read is not a fairy tale for me anymore.
Learning the correct way is the key.
No more sadness when I pick up a book.
Always believe in yourself. You will see.
Always believe in yourself. You can do it.
No more sadness when I pick up a book.
Sabrina Flintroy
7/22/09
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