You might be good at football.
You might be good at track.
But when it comes to baseball,
You might as well step back!

By Colby Lonergan

I am from a light sea breeze and birds sing in my trees. I go from peace and quiet to I WANT TO WATCH MY TV SHOW!!
I am from a family that argues to a family that agrees. My parents can be weird sometimes but I know they care because they make me feel safe at night when I get a fright.
I am from relatives that don’t visit often to some relatives visiting every week, my best friend is also my cousin and I know he cares.
I am from secret hand shakes to buying a milk shake. I go to be nice to fight back and stand up for your self.
I am from going to the super bowl to playing in a championship. I go to Florida every year and going to New Hampshire every two years.
I am from celebrating birthdays to not wanting to go too birthdays. Every Friday I eat at my aunt’s house to walking with my mom every day.

BY: LUCAS TORRES

The ump yells “Safe”
the score is 7-16 us
one more hit and we could win
Strike 1, Strike 2, and…
HOMERUN! the score is now 7-17
WE WON THE GAME!
~Colby~

I Am From

I am from a yellow house with white shutters. To birds chirping to bees buzzing. I am from mom cooking to sister screaming and ocean themes.
I am from a large family to classy funny and old faces. To close friends and a barking dog.
I am from “you want five of these rolled up?” And eat up! I am from Portuguese celebrations to many vacations. To Christmas feasts to do we have to go to church?
I am from sad funeral’s to surprised birthday faces. To baseball to football to dirt bike races.
I am from winning states to district to birthday presents. That is where I am from.

By: Peter Lowen

The 4th of July is fun

Fireworks, partys, friends

People from all over come and watch the fireworks.

Hating cleaning up the mess.

By: Colby

I am from smoke coming from the chimney,
I am from dogs barking in the yard,
I am from a warm comfortable bedroom,
I am from the smell of food cooking in the kitchen,

I am from my mom nagging at me,
I am from hearing stop that or do your homework,
I am from the phone ringing untill i get a head ache,
I am from my mom greeting me when i come home,

I am from vacations to Disney World,
To ski trips to in Newhampshire,
I am from soccer games on the weekend,
To reffing in the afternoon,

I am from holiday parties,
To birthday presents,
I am from collecting baseball cards,
To playing in the neighborhood,

I am from doing well in school,
To wanting to go to coledge,
I am from Laurie and Garry,

I had a dream last night
There was a great big fight
Yankees and Red Sox
23-32
Yankees lost
12 innings

By: Colleen Edwards

I am from a big gray house,
With pink and yellow gardens.
From tall pine trees in the orchard,
To rose covered wallpaper in the dining room.
I am from a messy kitchen that smells like dinner,
To a spotless living room with memories hanging on the wall.
From weeding with Dad,
To “clean your room” with Mom.
I am from climbing in the circle trees,
And taking walks to our beach down the hill.

I am from a family of a billion,
To Edwards family politics at the dinner table.
I am from playing fetch with Pearl,
And putting more dog food in Madge’s bowl.
With a very stubborn grandpa,
And a sister that is not much different then him.
I am from a hilarious Father,
To a Mother that is a HUGE people person.
I am from amazing chicken on the grill,
To gourmet meals at Aunt Colleen’s and Uncle John’s.

I am from “good times” with Dad while working in the yard,
And Phyllis mocking Jill about wanting to go to the Pink Pineapple.
I am from two trips to Disney and Washington, D.C,
And many trips to New York while visiting the family.
I am from my Pop being in World War Two,
And my Dog Hannah dying when she was only 11.
I am from straight “A’s” on my report card,
To student of the month 2 years in a row.

I am from the tradition of Chris Cringle present giving,
And Christmas dinner at Mimi’s.
I am from annual Thanksgiving walks,
From going out for birthday dinners.
Having my cousins from Arizona come every other year,
And celebrating my Uncle Tommy’s birthday with me because our birthdays are the same days as each other.

I am from wanting to graduate from Notre Dame College,
And either becoming a Doctor or Veterinarian when I’m older.
I am from having a heart surgery when I was only 18 months old,
And having one of my BFF’s Moms have cancer.
I am from having a dream to visit all the 7 continents,
And wanting to especially visit Ireland.
I am from being a member of IDA Lewis,
And being invited to their ST. Georges Christmas parties.
I am from playing cross country, basketball, and tennis,
To Irish Step Dancing, and Lacrosse.
I am from a loving family,
Who support each other through everything.

I am from a long tan house with blue shutters,
To a short black drive way with an electric fence.
I am from the sound of a train a little away from the house,
To the smell of cinnamon apple candles coming from the kitchen.
I am from a big, clean, yellow living room
To a messy, big, orange room shared with my sister.

I am from a family of five people
To being stuck in the middle.
I am from one older sister,
To a younger brother.
I am from a dog named Maddie,
To lots of fish we don’t name.

I am from “clean your room,”
To “think about what you are doing before you do it.”

I am from many trips to Florida once every year,
To one trip to the Bahamas in the year 2003
I am from being diagnosed with asthma,
To a loss of someone special around Christmas time.
I am from one trip to New York City for the first time and having a great time
I am from Christmas and Easter at my house
To the 4th of July and Thanksgiving at my grandma’s house.

I am from taking out the garbage every Sunday
To setting the table every night.
I am from softball ball and basketball
To fishing and golfing.
I am from hoping to win the championship
To wanting to make the 11 and 12 year old all stars.
I am from hoping to go to college
To wanting to become a second grade teacher.
I am who I am, I am not you, and you are not me.

By Erica

Ode to my Hero

Pam Torres is my mom
You are always there for me
You are confident when you are helping me
You are caring and loving to me

You would always skip work for me
Caring is something that you do well
When I am injured or ill you make me well
You would do everything all day with me

You are helpful when I don’t understand my homework
You seem to know everything
You are patient and understanding
Helping me is your thing

You are always coming to my sporting games
Even if it was raining out
You always came to shout
My biggest supporter you’ll always be

I will remember you for all the things you did
You are the best Mom in the world
You make me happy
That is why you are my hero

Love,
Your son Lucas