Merci, Mme. Maryse!

 

My French teacher, Mme. Maryse, recently surprised me with my book of poems translated into FRENCH! It was SUCH a nice surprise! Mme. Maryse must have spent so much time on this project! Mme. Maryse decorated every page with a different image and color to match the theme of my poem. It is such a beautiful book! I am so lucky to have a teacher like you. Merci, Mme. Maryse!

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Throwing Petals

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I have the most magnificent Magnolia tree in my front yard. A few weeks ago, it was in full bloom. The pink petals of my strong tree would sway all the way down to the ground.

It was late in the afternoon – the sun was dimly fading away. Mom and I walked out through our front door with Coco, who was sniffing everything! I bent down and picked up a handful of pretty pink petals, and threw them into the air. They landed where I had hoped they would – all over Mom. Suddenly, Mom bent down as well, and did the same thing as I did – she threw a handful of petals. We were smiling and laughing. I will always remember that day…

Sitting in Cafe Nero

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The scent of hot coffee fills the air in the streets of Glasgow. The door of Cafe Nero is swung wide open. “Should we go in?” My family and I exchange confident glances. Hand-in-hand we walk into the warm cafe, out of the eyes of the clouds who threatened to rain.

We ordered two hot chocolates and a cappuccino. We took a seat in three soft chairs by the window. Once our warm, marshmallow-covered treats were on the table, and we had documented the moment with photos, we dug into the delicious, creamy dream. We talked and laughed and enjoyed, sitting in Cafe Nero.

 

The Day When the Moon Stole the Spotlight From the Sun

Photograph by Silvan Lupas

 

Today was the day the Moon stole the spotlight from the sun, but only for a mere moment. Yet everybody and everything notices. People crowded the roads, hoping to get a glimpse of the sun. The crickets chirped, as they only do at night. Dogs howled, firm noses pointed up toward the sun, who desperately attempted to shine past the Moon’s solid body. I took a deep breath of the suddenly cooler air and enjoyed the surprised dusk that felt misplaced in the middle of a hot summer afternoon.

How did you enjoy this tremendous spectacle?