New Content On the Way

I hope you all had a refreshing vacation.  Things on the iBlog have become a bit stale as of late, but I plan to fix that by the end of the week.  We will publish new student writing, as well as other updates.  The assignment list will also be updated.  See you all tomorrow.  Don't forget your Whale Watch packets, raffle tickets, and money. 

Book Review Site

I just discovered a great site for book reviews: Teenreads.com.  You can search alphabetically for just about any title out there, even new ones.  Check it out: http://www.teenreads.com/reviews/index.asp

What's in My Journal?

Soulless shoes that smell like old socks

Splintered edges of snapped skateboards

and the fine smooth paint of new ones

Scratched CDs that skip every 

now and then

The dark brown coat of mud on a brand

new four-wheeler

Sketches of dragons and other

Mythical beasts that tear and rip at the 

inside of their cages

And that's just the start

-James Blanchard

Whale Watch

We are one month away from the trip.  In fact, in exactly one month, we literally be on the boat.  No joke.  Keep in mind that the raffle ticket deadline is approaching.  All funds for the trip must be turned in by April 27th, 2009, the night of the parent meeting.  If there are any questions regarding fundraising, email me here: klang@ticonderogak12.org

What's in My Journal?

Cracker's catnip toys

And all of the posters he ripped.

Buddy's dirty kennel

And my favorite comforter,

Chewed up.

Halloween costumes:

Angel

Witch

Clown.

Old sweatshirts

With the drawstrings

Chewed up,

Ripped,

and one shorter than normal.

Back-to-back 

Episodes of

Cat-dog

Sister, Sister

Spongebob Squarepants

Endless bottles of

Soda:

My favorite was

Always grape.

Nothing.

But.

Me.

-Sara Plude

What's in My Journal?

A crimson dragon breathing out blistering fire from its hollow throat.

Brilliant blazes of gunfire; a man of mystery.

A dense jungle of unknown creatures.  

An old ball python with a mouse on its head.

Jimi Hendrix locked away with the other burnt-out stars:

A violent candle candle flickers as another star fades from

glory.  The urge to shoot the bow at something 

other than a tattered target.

The sound of the grinding metal

when I start to write things down on the

blank pages of this famous 

book.

The need to fill in the blanks 

in my life as this work of imagination

comes to pass.

-Cody O'Hara