June 23, 2017

Dear Abby,

I am an orphan on a island with only 8 kids keeping me company. Everyone is an orphan here, and the island must only contain 9 kids, or the sky might fall. (just like what the song says) Each year, a boat will come to pickup the oldest on the island, and it will also bring us another young orphan.

This year is my “brother’s” turn, it’s like this every year on this particular day. After he goes, I will become the elder on this island, and I will also need to take care of the new kid that just arrived. There are so many things that I need to teach her, so many rules to tell, so many places to show. The memories of my brother keeps on flooding back, all the lessons and adventures, all the things he did when he took care of the new orphan.  What if I don’t know what to do? How can I take care of the new orphan? How will I face the outside world next year?

Sincerely,

Elder on the island

In Humanities, we have been working on a social studies project about early humans and us. This Thinglink links us back to our early ancestors, Homo Habilis, all the way to Homo Sapiens, who we are today! I chose Technology out of the 3 topics, (including community and diet) and my main idea was Stone age tools. After hours of research, I finally completed this project. I hope you enjoy it!

My plain is a good book, because reading has no worries.

My mountain is taking classes, because they are super hard to reach the top.

My valley is learning piano, because they have ups and downs.

My river is school, because I’m sometimes lost and swimming against the tide.

My volcano is my fears and worries, because they are always ready to burst.

My oasis is my family and my home, because they give me comfort.

My island is food, because I’m always ready to eat.

My forest is my friendship, because I believe my friendship is long living and growing.

My lake is my knowledge, because my knowledge is very deep and sometimes getting refills.

My desert is Chinese, because learning Chinese is hardworking and always losing direction.

My ocean is my imaginations, because my imaginations are wild and big.

For our Humanities Identity unit, we read different “I am From Poems”. An “I am From Poem” is a poem that includes different significant items or places found in our lives that makes up where we are from. We started brainstorming using the categories: things found inside our house, things found outside our house, relatives, food, toys and games… After brainstorming, we chose 3 items from our list and turned it into an interesting stanza. After typing up a few stanzas, we were ready to publish. I hope you will enjoy my poem!

I really like dogs and I really like Middle School because dogs make me happy and active. I really look forward to going to Middle school every day. The upcoming over-night trip makes me excited, too!

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