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[|drug addiction quotes] [|drug addiction quotes] [|christian drug rehab] Girl on a Tractor Joyce Sutphen

I knew the names of all the cows before I knew my alphabet, but no matter the subject, I had mastery of it, and when it came time to help in the fields I learned to drive a tractor at just the right speed, sot hat two men, walking on either side of the moving wagon, could each lift a bale, walk towards the steadily arriving platform and simultaneously hoist the hay onto the rack, walk to the next bale, lift, turn, and find there, exactly where I should be, my hand on the throttle, carefully measuring out the pace.

Girl at Home by Chelsie Schwartz

I knew my telephone number and street address before I knew my alphabet, but no matter the subject, I had mastery of it, and when it came to people asking me What my street address, and telephone number was. It just Came to me after memorizing so many times. To recognize My own front door. The smell of my mom’s candles burning In the kitchen. The love of my warm home when your mom Greets you in the living room. You will always find me a home- Type girl, exactly where I belong In my own new home, I should be with my new telephone number and street address on hand, measuring out the moments until I have my new telephone number, and street address

I like the "measuring out the moments" line--and the strong sensory details from your home.  MsB

Boy on a Mower Nick myers

I knew how to maneuver a mower before I knew my alphabet, but no matter the Mower, I had mastery of it, and when It came time to cut the grass, I Learned how to drop the deck. For ten-dollars an hour I Drove back and forth Slow in the bumpy areas And fast in the smooth. Smelling the gas and dead grass Swatting mosquitoes, And earning cash to spend at night With friends.

Nick, I really like how this came together. It makes me feel like SUMMER! MsB

Guy in love with soccer Victor Chongkon Yusuf

I knew the names of soccer players before I knew my alphabet, but no matter the case, I had a good knowledge of the players, And when the time comes for me to help With the name of Nigerian soccer players, I have learnt the names of the players in Just the right order and position, so that If in a competition situation of any form, In a way that you can tell the formation They are in, the first players they put in, The league the play in and the days the play, Go and come back, I am right by the Television Watching right where you will expect me to be My eyes on the soccer ball curiously waiting On how the game is going to end.

Victor, this was delightful! I hope to get to watch you play soccer this spring! Good blending of the original poem with your own. MsB

Girl at the Barre! Lydia Richter

I could speak French before I knew my alphabet, but no matter the subject I had mastery of it. And when it came time to do pirouettes and split leaps, I knew just how hard to push for turns and just how high to jump for leaps so when I went on to the stage to perform I did flawless turns and leaps I walked to the other side, leap, turn, you'll find me there, exactly where I should be smiling, carefully measuring out my spacing before my next trick.

Oooooh! I like "just how high to jump...just how how hard to push..." Great blending of the last line of the original. Nice!  MsB

Girl in a Family Pamela Fixmer

I knew all the names of my family before I knew my alphabet, but no matter the subject, I had mastery of it, and when it came time for family gatherings I knew all of my grandmas, grandpas, aunts, uncles, cousins, sisters, and parents. I remember watching all of my family play long games of contract rummy, whining that I wanted some cards of my own the video games my cousin Rob would play, how my cousin Tom and I were partners in crime and how I looked up to and admired my cousin Katie even though time has gone past so quickly I still think of those past family gatherings and I still remember the enjoyment of being together

Pammy, this captured "sense of family" very well. I can just see the little girl wishing she were big enough to be included in the card game! MsB

Guy in a Car Zac Watts

I knew a V6 before I knew my alphabet, but no matter the Subject, I had mastery of it, and when It came time to get behind the wheel, I Learned when to brake as we entered The turn, so that when the turn came, I could brake without jerking the car To a sudden stop, and get the car to The perfect speed. So we could turn Without getting on two wheels, and Turn the wheel so that we wouldn’t go Off the road, or turn too sharply into The other lane, keeping me and the Other passengers safe and out of danger.

Zac, great job of taking your idea all the way through the poem. Well done.  MsB

Girl with the News Mariah Leiferman

I knew everything, about everyone before I knew my biology homework, but no matter the subject, I had a master of the high school gossip world, and when it come time to spill the beans about everyone, I learned to keep my mouth, wide open, so other people knew the gossip. I walk towards my big group of friends, The smile on their faces, because they know I have big news about him and her and them and they— and they smile in anticipation of what I’m going to tell them, They laugh at the humiliation, as do I They tell everyone and it goes around school My mission is complete.

Oh Mariah, this is a delicious poem! HAHA! I especially like the biology homework line...and the smiles of anticipation on the faces of those who want to hear the gossip! MsB

Boy in a Pool Clay Schoenrock I knew all the different stokes before I knew my alphabet, but no matter the Subject, I had mastery of it, and when It cam time to do the race, I Learned to drive breath properly Between my strokes, so that I succeed I don’t run short of breath or energy, The water rushing past me rapidly I forget the that I am in a race My mind is set on the end, Just the motion of my arms The rhythm of my legs along with them, Then I look up see the crowd grab the ledge, I am first and throw up my arm.

Clay - Good idea! I like the imagery of the arm thrown up at the end. Do note that I couldn't tell if you or the crowd grabbed the ledge.  MsB

A Girl and her Frog Keri Claybourn

I was catching and cleaning frogs before I knew how to walk, no matter the Size, I had mastery of it, and when It came time to go to the ponds, I Learned to sneak in the water and get just the right Size, so that mom, walking on either side of the bank, could catch a frog, and put it in the bag, and simultaneously I’ve got another, up and ready To be bagged, throw, catch, Bag, and I’m ready with another The way I should be, frog in my hand

 Oh Keri - This is great! I like the rhythm of bag--throw--catch. Loved the last line!  MsB

Girl Giving Directions By Megan Ehlers

I knew how to get to Lauren’s house before I could see over the steering wheel, but no matter the subject, I had mastery of it, and when it came time to see our cousins, I pulled out my mental map and counted off the landmarks, so I could pass time, sitting next to the window in the family van, instead of growing bored, or annoying Alex with my younger sibling ways and simultaneously making the road shorter so Alex and I can run inside, say our silent hellos, play, laugh, and have secret girl vs. guy missions in the backyard, around the swing set, and discover every secret place we’d discovered last weekend.

I especially liked the idea of re-discovering secret places each weekend--and the silent hello's of children.  MsB

Girl with a Saxophone Amy Loverin

I knew how to play a B flat concert scale before I memorized my multiplication tables, but no matter the Subject, I had mastery of it, and when It came time to perform in our concert, I Learned to play just the right notes in just the right Tempo, so that people in the audience, sitting In any spot on the bleachers, Could each listen, decipher The steady rhythm and beat and Simultaneously savor the notes flowing From our instruments, the intense jazz tone, resounding, Reverberating, and find me there, exactly where I should be, my hands on my saxophone, Carefully counting out the measures.

<span style="color: #ff5e00; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;"> Oh, Amy, this was lovely! I like "memorized my multiplication tables..." and the rhythm I feel as you work toward the end of the poem. Really nicely crafted. MsB

Girl on a Stage Jessica Pritchett

I could sing a solo in front of a crowd before I knew my alphabet, but no matter the notes, I had an enjoyment of them, and when it came time for me to step forward, I twirled in my flower printed dress. I learned to take deep breathes so I could hold the long notes and reach the top of the octave. My heart would beat fast and my hands would shake in anticipation. But the stage fright became a lost thought when I saw the smiling faces in the audience. I tried my best to please them. I loved to feel the beat, and count the rhythm and as soon as I was done, to hear the applause that followed my bow, as my face lit up with a brilliant smile.

<span style="color: #ff5e00; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;">Jessica, I LOVED the little girl twirling on stage in the flowered dress! You captured this experience with strong imagery! <span style="color: #ff5e00; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;"> MsB

<span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;">Girl in a Lake <span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> Felesha Petersen <span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> I knew the best way to stay on a tube <span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> being drug behind a boat before I knew <span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> long division, but no matter the subject, I had <span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> mastery of it, and when it came time to dive in, <span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> I learned how to stay afloat, no matter the depth <span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> of the water, and no matter how tired I became, <span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> I knew to keep my feet moving, slowly or quickly, <span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> I could float on my back, float on a tube, or just dead <span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> man float, anything, as long as I stayed above water, <span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> just walk to the end of the deck, and you will <span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> find me there, exactly where I should be, floating <span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> carefully above the surface of the water, learning how <span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> to swim like Michael Phelps, because, to tell the truth, <span style="color: #ff00b9; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> I was terrified that the fish would eat me.

<span style="color: #ff5e00; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;">I enjoyed the surprise ending! Really nice job of focusing on all the different kinds of floating! <span style="color: #ff5e00; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;"> MsB

<span style="color: #00ff01; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> Boy in his first Audition <span style="color: #00ff01; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> Joey Bateman <span style="color: #00ff01; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> I knew my major and minor scales before <span style="color: #00ff01; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> I knew my alphabet, but no matter the <span style="color: #00ff01; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> Subject, I had mastery of it and when <span style="color: #00ff01; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> It came time to audition, I <span style="color: #00ff01; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> Learned it took more than just practice <span style="color: #00ff01; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif;"> It took confidence and poise.

<span style="color: #ff5e00; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;">Good start! Do notice the length of the original and try to match that--in lines and substance. <span style="color: #ff5e00; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;"> MsB

Girl With a Song by Eshpa Mollel

I knew how to turn the radio on before I knew my alphabet, but no matter the Station, I had mastery of it, and when It came time to increasing the volume, I Learned how heat just the right Button, so that any one who listens Starts to shake or sing to or vibrate, Touching the buttons of the remote Changing from station to station and Uniformly enjoying the rhythm Of the music, change to the next song, humming, Swaying, and find the song so interesting, by adding My own moves, my hands on my waist, Carefully swaying from left to right

<span style="color: #ff5e00; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;">Eshpa! This was delightful! I can just SEE you dancing to the radio! Wonderful! MsB

Girl and her pigs Jenna Ferguson

I knew the rotation of the pigs before I knew my alphabet, but no matter the Subject, I had mastery of it, and when It came time to help weigh hogs, I Learned to drive the hogs into the corral Just like my cousins and my brother. And once all the hogs were in the corral I Being the smallest had the job of pushing One hog at a time forward to be weighed and Marked ready for market, and when one would Corner me, the rescue from my brother or cousins Couldn’t come fast enough. But carefully I would Send one pig up at a time with patience and Concentration until the job was done.

<span style="color: #ff5e00; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;">Jenna, I LOVE this poem! It is visual and sincere. I can see the little sister helping-- Good job.

Girl at preschool Michaela Knudsen

I knew the names of my preschoolers by the end of the first day of school. I knew them all— Jackson and Jada, Kaylee and Katie No matter the child, I knew what their favorite Thing to do was: dinosaurs, read books, and My favorite, cops. Snack is always the best, Except for cupcake days, talk about big mess! I always end up sweeping the floor, several times. No matter how bad my day has been, Seeing their smiling faces when I walk in, Makes my heart melt every time.

<span style="color: #ff5e00; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;"> Nice work, Michaela. This came together well. I think your ending is just right. Nice specifics.

Girl By: Stephanie Peterson

I knew the gas and brake peddle before I knew my alphabet, but no matter the Subject, I had mastery of it, and when It came time to sit on that old leather seat, I gripped the wheel firmly, and directed The old Chevy truck to move right, then Curve left to which ever way I desired. As I mastered the accelerating just right, And breaking to a gentle stop. Soon I Would be running errands for all the Time-starved farmers. I would go from Point A to point B just as they asked.

<span style="color: #ff5e00; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;">Good poem, Steph. I like the lines about breaking to a gentle stop--and the time-starved (GREAT word) farmers.

Girl with a Cheer by Liz King

I knew all the cheers before the season started, but no matter the sport, I had mastery of it, and when it came time for the competition, I learned how to do all the cheers at the right speed, so that we all could be cheering the same speed. I was cheering they could stay up on beat, moving to the formation of a stunt, I help him up onto the legs of the girls, while she stands, holding, firming and watching his moves, exactly what I should have done, my hands up carefully in case he falls.

<span style="color: #ff5e00; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;">Liz, this poem has good focus and imagery (picture for my mind). I feel as if you went to the experience in your memory and transferred that to the page. Good work.