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November 2021 Features
Elements
The G.O.A.T.
By: Daniela Julian, 8th grade
By: Uma Khare, 7th grade
Drop, clunk, spark
Alkali remark
Halogens spread through the air
While arsenic can bring despair
Neon will light the way
and H2O will help you live yet another day
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Whoosh! Goes the wind that nearly doused my flames. But not enough power- I just grow stronger. I'm untouchable - unhurtable. The crowd cheers for me anytime I dodge a punch matric-style or land a blow. My opponent named "Whirlwind" is known for turning water in on itself. But me? I'm the G.O.A.T. Only I can beat me. My fire so hot my fans wear sunglasses just to watch my quick, victorious fights. My foes can't sweep my embers or land a punch, how could I ever lose? Whirlwind sprints around as a vortex surrounds me, bringing me back to reality. I can't move. I can't breathe. No O2 for me, no fight left in me. My fans go silent and the other part of the crowd roars with their approval. Water spirits make waves and air spirits spin and twirls feet off the ground. My own fans join the celebration, "Traitors" I think bitterly before my light goes out and I'm warped out of the ring.
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Features from Last School Year
Group Poem
By: Omni Lit 2020, October 2021
Kim Jon Un and Putin (Ms. Vincent)
Were very very sad one day (Keeley)
They didnt know how to play chess (Kai)
They decided to go to an ice cream shop in the U.S (Anna)
So they crushed the capitalists in Bombay (Miles)
And now they happiest they were all day (Claire)
But Batman jumped out and saved the day (Nancy)
And Kim Jong and Putin were like what the hay (Keeley)
Goodbye Mr. Puckett
By: Miles Dallara, 9th Grader, December 2020
Heads in your closet you must leave behind
In a new life you must find
This empty classroom you must leave
Leave the kids to silently grieve
None can replace this bald man
But we will always stan
Miss the gleam in student’s eyes
Cope with some nice french fries
I am out of ideas
So bye I guess