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The 5 Senses of a Family

Family is the smell of oxygen
because it lets you live.

Family is the feeling of fur
because there is a soft touch
to every relative.

Family is like hearing a lullaby because
it’s calming and your family is peaceful, not harmful.

Family is like seeing a big heart because
it represents the love of your family.

Family is a map because relatives help
guide you through the right path.

Family is old because
it’s gone through many
generations in life.

Family is gold because
it’s bright and has a large value.


I am from wonder
From gardens and parks
I am from the land
of skyscrapers spiraling up into the sky
and the land of Chicago hot dogs
The starlit evenings catching fireflies after dinner
I am from the city nights
with the tall glass buildings that light them up

I’m from going sledding
with hot chocolate and marshmallows afterward
and road trips
in which we always stop for frozen custard
From my grandma cooking Christmas dinner at her house
and my brother telling me to hurry up or we’ll be late
I’m from watching snow fall in front of the streetlight
through my bedroom window at night
and snuggling in blankets with hot cocoa

From watching autumn leaves fall from the branches
I’m from “You can’t bring all those rocks
home from the beach” and “Look before you
cross the street” and climbing the tree in front
of my house after lunch
I’m from the house I’ve lived in since I was born
From getting ice cream when we go to the beach every summer
and jumping in the pile of leaves I just raked

From banana bread with chocolate chips
and spaghetti with meatballs
From helping my dad make pancakes on Saturday mornings
who works most of the day but is always home for dinner
I’m from waking up early on Christmas
but my brother still waking up before me

I am from these moments of peace
and the land I live in,
the places I have traveled to
and places I wish to go, like
Hawaii, where my parents went on their honeymoon
or the Caribbean, where the water is clear
and the brightly colored fish swim happily

No Tacos for You Today

Once, there was a girl named Kelly. She was on her phone talking to Brandon about the monster who likes tacos. Brandon was a boy she liked in school and he liked her back. They got off the phone in the night, and then Kelly heard really hard stomping, which she thought to be an earthquake. When she looked back, she saw the monster. She wanted to take a picture to show Brandon.

But she opened the photos app too late, and she only got a picture of the tail of the monster. Brandon did not believe Kelly because Brandon thought the tail in the picture was a taco. So Brandon put a song about tacos in his text to Kelly. Kelly texted, “No tacos for you today!” to Brandon.

After texting Brandon, Kelly ran to take another picture. When she got there, the monster faced her and its face looked like the Grinch. Kelly took the picture and ran away. The monster ran to get Kelly, because the monster thought that Kelly was a taco. Kelly ran to the nearest taco shop. Then, she went inside the taco shop and then sent the photo to Brandon to prove that the monster was real. When Brandon looked at it, Brandon freaked out and ran outside to look for Kelly. Then, Kelly bought tacos for the monster and herself. She came out of the taco shop and gave the tacos to the monster. The monster grabbed a taco and ate it, and the monster said “Mmmmmm.”

Brandon walked by and saw Kelly eating tacos with the monster. Brandon said, “What the heck, what the heck? What the heck is that!”

Then, Kelly said, “No tacos for you today!”

The Moon Wrote A Song

A bee
has a string on his back.
The string
is on the moon.
There is a flute.
The moon is trying
to catch the bee.
The moon wants to
play the flute to the bee.
The moon wrote a song.
The song
was great.

The song is called moonlight.
The moon sings:
is beautiful
because God made the moonlight
Beautiful moonlight
shines in the dark
because God made the moonlight.

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