by Lexi, 2nd Year Upper Elementary
The blue ocean is as beautiful and teeming with life as a Montessori classroom.
by Hannah, 2nd Year Upper Elementary
Let trees grow because they bring life.
The Bad Witch
by Daniel, 1st Year Lower Elementary
Once there was witch. It was a bad witch. She had a cat. The cat was bad too. One day they went to their house. It was Halloween. She was going to stop it. All the boys were going to be sorry. All the girls were going to be sorry. That would be sad. So the witch and the cat left. It was a long trip. They had to get gas.
By Lydia, 3rd Year Lower Elementary
There was a girl named Sal. That night, Halloween night, Sal was trick-or-treating on the way to her friend’s, Margaret’s house. Margaret was having a party and Sal was eager not to be late. On her way though, she had to pass her other friend’s house. Not that she didn’t like her friend, her friend was perfectly nice, she just did not like the look of the house. The house had hardly any shutters and the windows didn’t even shield rain. Sal had always wanted to know what was inside, though, god knows why. But this time, she wanted to go inside . “Why would I even think about going in that old dump of a house,” she muttered angrily. “Huhh, I guess I should.” Regretfully, Sal walked up to front door. “Should I knock?” Wondered Sal. “I know my friend pretty well, and if I do knock, and they answer, I couldn’t just say’ Could I see the inside of your house?’ I’d better just knock and go right in.” So Sal did. As she stepped into the house, a rush of cold air swooped down on her. All at once she wasn’t in the house anymore, but in an empty graveyard. At least, it looked like one. But when Sal looked more closely, she saw that they weren’t gravestones, but rock skeletons!!! Shaken, she looked for somewhere that her friend lived in the graveyard. Her friend must live here, as she lived in the house, and sure enough, she saw a cold looking house, on a hill, next to the graveyard. Her friend couldn’t live there, she was so merry. This was too much for Sal. She simply yelled “Bring me home!” The next thing that Sal knew, she was bending over, supposedly looking at the skeleton\ gravestone, “Weird” thought Sal, then looking at her watch, she realized that she was already seven minutes late! The party only lasted 20 minutes long!
At the party, Sal tried to tell Margaret what she had experienced. Of course, Margaret didn’t believe her. Oh well, some things work that way.