Tales Of A 4-5 Something

In 4-5 we have chorus once a week and music twice a week. Yesterday was a big day because we had our chorus concert. We stayed after school, got dressed, and at 5 we went on stage! We were in front of most of the 4-5 parents and we are nervous excited or both. We have practiced for month's and here is a list of songs" Kokoleoko Dream keeper De Colores And Seseree eeye

  For our blog post we want to recognize other people finishing their food memoirs. This week all the people in 4-5 finished food memoirs and hung them around the program. A food memoir is a memory we had that included food. Some of us wrote about special holidays like birthdays. Some wrote about special people who helped us make yummy treats like brownies or cakes. There were people who also wrote about special places. We did food memoirs because we studied Farms To Foods or local foods. When we printed our story we put it on a piece of construction paper. We also added a QR Code to make a voice recording so people can scan it and listen to us reading it. There is also some great art on each piece. We wrote about steak and cous cous in Bethel and Thanksgiving dinner with a brother who was away for college. Madeline and Aaron

I wrote this poem this summer and I think I should share it with you now, the beginning of December, because this is when the flowers go to sleep. Enjoy! The flower By E.S. Shoots of green burst from the ground,  brown earth to a landscape of lime and mint,  growing as far as the eye can see,  teeming with life.  And then comes the flower. From gold to bleached white,  from indigo to plum red, the flower bursts  with light and spirit,  harmonizing to the melody of nature,  it’s essence the one thing that matters most.  Rain polishes this flower, and the sun entertains it. This flower stands alone,  it’s multicolored wings floating in the wind decay taking its toll,  its thorns climbing,  piercing the flower,  cherry blood burning down the sides, dripping down and touching the earth.  From the blood of the flower grew all the flowers roses, bluebells, orchids, flew from the scattered petals, braving the thorns,  g...