8th Grade Contest Winner!
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...She is more likely an Indian traditional girl. Before coming to America, she was outgoing and bright, but now she is standing in front of her new American 8th grade class and everything she was in India vanished...
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7th Grade Contest Winner!
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The seventh night…. The crystalline glass reflected Anielle’s face, and the fluorescent light behind her small room, as she gazed outside her window into the starlit sky. The dozens of other menorahs, through the other pane windows, surrounding her house; bounced there light one to the other, as she tried to drown out the voices coming the from behind her...
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It was a cool, breezy October afternoon, just a mere week away from Halloween. Ahlam, a young ten-year-old girl, hopped off her school bus and cheerfully bounded down the street toward her house. As Ahlam skipped down the street, she could see the familiar iron gates stretching along the side of the house as if protecting it. She opened the gate and let herself into a place that truly made her happy: home...
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"Unity" by Anonymous |
But, we are friends. Best friends, in fact. We are the definition of unity. We are two people from different parts of the world coming together.
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"The Fallen Flower"
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My dark hazel orbs gaze around the house that I used to call home. The cedar colored dirt had mesmerized me since the day that I stepped foot into this American style home. The house had been simple, a two-story house.
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"The Whispering Tree" by Hunter Murphy |
It was planted by three men, and three women. Each a different race. Each piled in part of the soil onto the newly born tree. In ten year, it will be thriving with every kind of fruit imaginable. Ten years. Ten years, each of the planters will have been on there way to a different place. A new land, a new life. But, part of each of them, was implanted into that tree.
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"Together We Stand"
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“Shut up!” Miri yelled, surprising them. They stepped back, but recovered quickly. Kenzie sneered. “Really, Fly? Why don’t you bug off before I call the exterminator? Oh wait, I am the exterminator! Say goodbye, bug.”
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"Boring Summer Day"
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When they got to the library, Amanda's friends immediately went to the computers, while Amanda searched high and low for the perfect book. She stumbled upon a book called, The Wondrous Weeping Willow. The cover had an enormous weeping willow tree with a boy sitting at Its' trunk, with his face in his journal.
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