Today our class is getting ready for Open House. Since we will be doing a butterfly garden this year, we decided to make butterfly cookies for our parents. The students rolled out the dough, cut out the cookies and then came the fun part! We all painted our cookies with special cookie paint. I think that they turned out wonderful. What do you think?
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
New tropical bathroom mural
Monday, August 6, 2007
Saturday, August 4, 2007
THE LOCKED DOOR
Destiny has seen to it that our paths have crossed.
And my heart rejoices that you are my friend.
Yet often times, it is hard to get close to you,
For there seems to be this wall without end.
There are times I think I have come to know you.
Other times, your heart is closed and doesn’t want to share.
And it says to me with words unspoken
“Enter in, if you dare!”
So, I am left standing outside your heart’s door.
Knowing that there must be a key,
That will unlock the gate that guards your heart
That you protect so diligently.
I have tried so many different keys,
To unlock the door and come inside.
It doesn’t seem to matter which one I choose,
The entrance within is always denied.
So, I shall wait patiently outside the gate
Of an unyielding wall fashioned by you.
For the day that you unlock your heart’s door,
And I am invited to come through.
Friday, July 27, 2007
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
MY PHOTOGRAPHY
These are some pictures that I took at a local garden. Our class at school did a unit on butterflies and I know I learned more about butteflies than the students did. The kids help plant a beautiful buttefly garden. Thankfully, the teacher I work with has a green thumb because if I had been in charge of it, it would be dead. I think I will stick to just taking pictures.
Freedom
We’re all out there with our questions in hand
If you think they have got the truth
You’re just burying your head in the sand.
They say the answers are in power
They’ll tell you it’s all about wealth,
Looking out for number one
Getting what you want, loving only yourself.
Oh yeah, the world thinks it has the solution
To all of our despair and lack of hope
But the answers they have given us,
Has led to a generation unable to cope.
Cause we’re are all lost without the light
Without it we’re unable to see
That the truth is in the love
And it's that love, that sets us free.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
RAIN
FOR MY HUSBAND
AN AUTUMN'S DAY
Golden leaves,
rustled noislessly
over the ground.
Their color
was rich and pure,
And fire seemed
to be the intensity
of their beauty.
Somewhere, a bird
sang his last song
before taking flight
To a far more
sunnny and warm place.
I had walked far and long,
On that path,
And my day was drawing near.
I stopped-
And turned to go,
My heart was filled
With such sorrow.
For this was
Such a lovely place.
Yet,
There was still
Another autumn day.
rustled noislessly
over the ground.
Their color
was rich and pure,
And fire seemed
to be the intensity
of their beauty.
Somewhere, a bird
sang his last song
before taking flight
To a far more
sunnny and warm place.
I had walked far and long,
On that path,
And my day was drawing near.
I stopped-
And turned to go,
My heart was filled
With such sorrow.
For this was
Such a lovely place.
Yet,
There was still
Another autumn day.
Friday, July 13, 2007
THE MISSION
"I'll go."
The words
filled with fear and joy
raged in my mind.
"It would be hard"
They said.
"I would make it"
They said.
I didn't know,
This was all I had known.
Security was here,
Uncertainity was there.
To leave in order,
to return.
I stepped forward,
Forgeting or not remembering?
Darkness swelled around me,
A scream escaped my lips
as a hand slapped me
and I breathered
my first breath
of life.
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