Signs of the Season Springtime Haiku: Robins returning Tranquil winds softly blowing Signaling springtime S-P-R-I-N-G Acrostic: Sunny silhouettes surface Pansies protruding purpose Rain rhythmically rapping Irises initiating intent Nighttime narrows now Granting gardens' growth The harbingers of the season Heralding life's true reason The Shape of the Season:
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My Earliest Memory by Emma Cerra
When thinking back to my earliest memory, I wonder why I remembered it. It’s a really odd memory, hazy to the point where I feel like it cou...
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When thinking back to my earliest memory, I wonder why I remembered it. It’s a really odd memory, hazy to the point where I feel like it cou...
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I'm sure most of you have ran into my sister at least once in the hallway. If you know what I look like (and it's fine if you don...
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Because in my last blog post I already talked about how important family is to me, this month I'm going to write about one aspect o...

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