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Here is another poem wrote by Ah Lo about the special holiday.

The fragrant smell of the sizzling meat,

the aroma wafting into rooms crowded with people,

gathered to celebrate the famous holiday,

Thanksgiving.

Joyful and cheerful, the conversations buzz on,

until the glorious turkey pops out the oven with steam rising,

silence is presence in an instant,

then delight and glee overwhelm the crowd,

as they settle down to have one of the greatest feasts,

on a grand day with fine relatives,

and that day is none other than,

Thanksgiving, the day we are all thankful for one another.

Today received an email from a children’s online publisher interested in publishing one of Ah Lo’s poems. How exciting! Hope this encourages him to write more!

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Luna, Earth’s Moon

 

A sphere, so pale but so bright,

shining endlessly like a big star in the sky,

revolving around Earth like a mini-planet,

lighting up the night sky with its twinkling friends,

letting Sol have her rest,

as the night sun comes to for its shift.

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Two great news to share!

One is Ah Lo made it to the basketball team (same team as his cousin) he’s been trying out. I know that he wasn’t the best player who tried out, but he does have the height advantage. We’ve tried a few teams/leagues in the past, but most of these teams don’t have many serious players. With a straight losing streak, there were self doubts and discouragements which often lead to performance blocks. There were times he didn’t want to play at all. My sister invited him to practice with her son’s team last year. Though there’s plenty of room for improvement on this team, but I can see the commitment dedication in the coaches and families. The coaches not only foster positive attitude, they also believe in each player and his abilities, maximizes their talents, and make each contribute to the team. With this team, I hope Ah Lo can improve his basketball skills and grow with his team.

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Next great news was today a letter came in the mail from “Creative Kids” Magazine. A few weeks ago, I started sending Ah Lo’s poems to kids’ magazines and various publications. I have totally forgotten about it. Today the letter came and said they would like to publish one of his poems called “The Golden Grand Piano.” I was ecstatic even when Mr. Piggy opened the letter and mentioned “what’s this Creative Kids?”  Anyway, hope this encourages him to write more.

“The Golden Grand Piano”

A blur of fingers moving on black and white,

notes spilling out as fast as raindrops falling,

slower and faster again,

louder and softer as it nears the end,

but no, turning the page,

another sheet of music,

a masterpiece of art written to inspire,

memorizing as I go,

making no mistakes,

and ending with perfection.

The Golden Grand Piano

A blur of fingers moving on black and white,

notes spilling out as fast as raindrops falling,

slower and faster again,

louder and softer as it nears the end,

but no, turning the page,

another sheet of music,

a masterpiece of art written to inspire,

memorizing as I go,

making no mistakes,

and ending with perfection.

Tonight was Back to School Night for the elementary school. By now, we pretty much know the drill, but the excitement still fills the mind. Though we know the teacher (and very grateful for having her), we still like to know everything that happens (or will) in her class. After the informational meeting, we were encouraged to walk around the class and see our child’s work. We saw art work, self portraits, crafts they’ve done so far, and then there was this poem.

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The boys wrote thank you letters to camp leaders/founders for the camp they just went to. Here are a couple of them.

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Poem by Ah Lo…

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I wrote this poem one day because my mom said I can only use the iPad to write. So I wrote this.

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As the sun trembled, rays of light shot out of the core.

Noises and squawks were heard on earth far away.

Cracks appeared in the core of the sun but nothing had changed on the outer layer.

Blue rays then shot out of the sun, then as quickly as it appeared, it faded away.

Red, orange, yellow beams shot out onto the planets, causing them to heat up to deadly temperatures, then back to normal.

Finally, on the sun, something burst out, causing stars to go shooting all over the place, and asteroids to burst out of the way.

A Phoenix was born! He flew threw earth, spreading heat to the Arctic.

With his pure blue eyes, he could see all the good and the bad on earth.

He merely plucked a feather, and dropped it on the perch he was on.

Instantly, the waves that were crashing became calm, the chaos everywhere was solved, and everything was quiet.

Only then did the people see his true identity as the sun’s offspring.

His feathers made of pure fire, burning the brightest flames, and his eyes, so sharp able to see every bad thing in the planet belt.

He circled Mother Earth and await for the chance to define his purpose with this God given power.

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Tried poaching eggs for the very first time using this recipe for breakfast this morning. The boys didn’t care for it, so Mr. Piggy and I chowed it down. So good and so healthy I will make more next time!

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After breakfast, we went straight to our Sunday writing…

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