"It
was always clear how connected
Alyssa was to the written word.
I feel lucky to share that connection
with her and to help my students
feel that connection too!"
Clancy
Gill
Alyssa's 4th Grade Teacher
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Alyssa's
Poems
HEAVEN |
Skipping through
a spring green meadow,
Through all the strawberry red and dandelion yellow flowers,
The petals dancing from the light summer breeze,
The stems slightly swaying to the light tune of a blue
bird's song.
The summer sun glistens through the warm relaxing meadow. |
Alyssa
9
years old |
UPSIDE
DOWN |
Yesterday
my brain flipped upside down
And my train of thought crashed
And thirty of my brain cells died… So
please excuse my attention span in Math. |
Alyssa
8
years old |
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