St. John's the Evangelist School

Suzy is a blonde hair,blue eyes America girl. Suzy is reach and probably gets anything she wants however she is selfish. for example,she doesn't want to give away her green dress even thought it doesn't fit her anymore Suzy thinks that Leah is a stuck up. she calls her "prickly porcupine. Suzy feels sorry for the children's in the camp. and she gives candy to them Suzy writes to a diary.

 Leah                                                                                       

    Leah is a girl that is scared, and doesn't trust anybody i the school and in the homeless place.  She is trying the best to learn her third language and she is having thought time with Suzy and that her family got kill by the nazis. Leah likes to write to her mom telling her how she is doing in her school and with her friend Suzy.

Leah and Suzy                                                                                     

Most days I ride my bike to my favourite tree. Today is no different because it’s Saturday. The tree is close to home so it doesn’t take long for me to get there. This is a giant tree and I sit in the highest branches. Around me the leaves are brushing each other and the black bugs make their way along the tips of the leaves. Above me, the branches sway back and forth. If I look past the branches I see people mowing their lawns. I can hear the motors run, “vroom”. The smell of the freshly cut grass lets me know that spring has sprung. Below me, I see someone walking a small dog past the houses that are lined up like houses on a Monopoly Board. I go to the big tree because it is one of the most relaxing places in the neigbourhood.

                   In the story "Suzy and Leah" Suzy is a girl from America. Suzy is a blond haired girl America girl. Suzy has a diary that she uses to express her feelings. Suzy is very greedy because she never wants to give up her dresses that don't even fit her.

                   Leah is a brown-haired, German,Jewish girl. Leah's whole family was killed by the Nazis. Leah writes to her mom, who she calls mutti in her diary even though she is dead. Leah refuses to wear the nametags because it reminds her of when she had to wear the star of David. Leah is very poor.She has been sick for a long time but aws afarid to tell anyone because she thought she was gonna get killed. In germany, all the sick children were killed.

                   Even though Suzyand Leah are very different, they are similar in some ways

SUZY AND LEAH

In this story Suzy and Leah are very different. Suzy is from America she has blond hair blue eyes. In the beginning of the story she behaves bad with Leah. She thinks Leah is stuck up and ungrateful. Suzy is not poor she is rich. She also has good condition clothes. She finds why Leah does not trust no one. She also finds out the misery and pain Leah has gone though. She is also is a spoiled brat.

            Leah is very different from Suzy. She is a orphan her mom and brother got killed by the Nazis. She is a brown haired Jewish Germans girl. She trust no one, she was forced to wear a yellow star. She starting to learn English. She husband condition clothes. She gets a dress a from Suzy at the end. In the beginning Suzy did not want to Leah. In the beginning Suzy and Leah did not get along.

LADY EARTH

In the East the sun will rise,
Pleasantly Lady Earth will follow,
Her sweet orange flames flicker in the sky,
Slowly she spreads silver dust on the mountains which are sharp as knives,
The glimmering dust spreads little water beads,
They drop with "clup",
Peacefully the water beads spread seeds,
Which grew bright flowers the colour of the sunset.

THE END

This story is based on a true place that I went to. It was a garden. I was visiting England, and I was having a wonderful time in Granny and Grandpa's garden. My family says that fairies come out and play in the garden. The garden is beautiful, with two heights, one on top where the house leads out onto the patio, and a three-step stairway leading to the top. Then there is the bottom, with a pond, newts and frogs. Granny Liz loves to garden, so the garden is always beautiful. I loved the garden and played in it every day. And now I will tell you my story.

       One day in Vancouver, a family named the Thompsons were very busy.They were packing their clothes into two big suitcases, which already were stuffed to the brim with clothes. You see they were going for a trip to England, to see their Granny and Grandpa.

       They were so busy that they didn't notice that their daughters, Imogen, Maddie and Mischa were packing teddy bears and stuff like that. But when their mom and dad saw, they started to laugh and laugh. "You kids are so silly", they said, "We're not moving, we're only going on a trip." Maddie piped up "But I want to keep her in my backpack for the plane ride." "Yes mom", said Maddie.

They had a good night's sleep. In the night, Imogen had a dream of England with only brick houses. She was in such a deep sleep, she didn't notice her mom shaking her. Finally, she woke up, realizing it was time to get up. She ate a piece of toast, (very quickly) and with her mom and dad and two sisters, they went to the limousine, where a guy named "Dwight" drove them to the airport.

       At seven o"clock, the plane to England took off. They landed in Ontario (for they went there first) at about 6:00. They had some dinner and set off again. It was 2:00 in the morning, only in Canada though because they were almost in England, and in England the time is eight hours ahead. For example, if it was 2:00 in Canada, then it would be 10:00 in England.

       Finally, they landed in Manchester Airport, where they drove to Leeds, where their cousins lived. When they got there, they had lunch and went out in the back to play. Then Grandpa Norman drove up and took them to their Grandparents' house. Imogen was the first into the garden, and she saw....... a fairy. "Snap out of it," she said to herself. "There are no such things as fairies." But before she could turn around, tons of fairies came flying from the bushes and started whispering, "We are real." Suddenly, Imogen woke up, and saw she was in her bed in the house. She scolded herself for being so foolish. Who would believe in such a thing? But she never knew that what lay ahead of her was not make-believe, but real. At night, Imogen woke up at midnight, because of the time change, more often called "jet-lag" and went downstairs with her family and had some tea, then went back to bed.

Candles Flickering

Candles flickering, shimmering bright,
And showing off their pretty light,
Nicely shining in the night,
Dabbing light everywhere,
Little bits of light, twinkling there,
Everyone smiling, lights are
Shining, twinkle-twinkle can-dle-light.

                            by Alannah

Once upon a time there lived an apple. He was a very happy apple. He liked it at the store with all of his friends. But one day he got scared because there was a big hand out to grab him. A little girl came and picked him up before the man could grab him. She put the apple in her cart. Then they went home. The apple was happy because some of his friends from the store were there. He got washed and put in a huge bowl. He played hide and go seek with his friends. Then the little girl named all the apples. He was named Crabby. One day somebody ate Crabby's friend. They licked their fingers after they ate her. Crabby packed up his stuff and ran away. He was crying on the way to Stater Brothers. He got back in his place and went to sleep. When he woke up, all of that was a dream.

The End

Snowflakes

                   Soft little puffs of fluffy stuff
                            Noiselessly falling to the ground
                            On top of all the houses and trees
                            Whiter than this paper
                            Fluffy as a feather
                            Landing on one's nose
                            Alight all day and night
                            Keeping on blowing in the wind
                            Easily melted by rain
                            Swirling through the air.

                                                    By Lana

Once upon a time there was a big guy called Santa.

Santa always gave presents to kids on Christmas night and he lives in the North Pole and he uses reindeer to go to the city. The Santa sits on the sled with the presents beside him while the reindeer are pulling the sled.

Lots of citizens died this week,
Many people are still to seek.
I hope that we can cure these pains
Caused by loved ones on the planes.
If you look ‘cross the Hudson River,

You’ll notice the skyline changed forever,
Families of the victims’ dead,
Should know that they can’t lose their head
America’s very proud and strong,
No matter what should go so wrong,
They think that they have done the worst,
But terrorists have made us burst.

The Earth and I
by Keegan

The cold breeze is my heart pounding
To get out
A thunderstorm is like my brain screaming for
joy
The hard rumbling of an earthquakes when
I'm running to go play with my friends
And the stars are for when I go to sleep at
night

I’m climbing my tree in the backyard. I can smell the scent of pine from the tall tree next to me. When I am up near the top of the tree, I notice two squirrels running around the yard. I hear bluebirds whistling high above me. The tree I am sitting in is skinny but strong. I wonder how it can hold a ninety-five pound person so easily? The leaves on the tree are budding and soon will appear. I love to sit in my tree and tell it my secrets. I know it can’t hear me but I love how it won’t spread my secrets to others.

By Alex B

On a sunny day the beach at Sylvan Lake is crowded with people.  There are people on beach chairs and beach towels sun tanning.  Little kids are playing with their beach toys.  There’s the smell of sunscreen in the air.  Bugs are crawling all over our big sandcastle.  I watch the waves hit the sand.  My family is out in the water throwing our Frisbee around.  Far out in the distance speed boats and sailboats move across the water.  Sylvan Lake is my favourite vacation spot.

By M.O.

It’s a sunny day and a little windy at my grandma and grandma’s ranch. The dogs, a fat brown one and a gray husky, chase a squirrel across the yard. The house is a long, white building. Near the house is an old shed that shelters two white cars and a green truck. Close by is an abandoned house where the farm cats have moved in. Near the shed a smelly cow grazes. Behind the barn are the fields, and past that is a dark and dangerous forest with grizzly bears and other animals. I chose this place to write about because I like the country.

By Brandon

My room is the only place in the world that I feel is mine. I have made it my own by adding items that reflect who I am. Last year my grandma, mom and I painted my room a baby blue because that is my favourite colour. A pile of magazines and books cover a lot of my floor. Under my window is my bed. On my shelf across from my bed I have portraits of my family and friends. Usually the only thing that gets me to leave my room is the smell of something delicious cooking upstairs.