Today’s post is writing from 10th grade students in Ms. Olsen’s 2nd Hour Class, featuring Trevor Olsen, Ayla Gross, Ethan Johnson, Troian Stroot, and Hunter MacFarlane.
That Door Knob
By Trevor Olsen
That door knob
How many times it’s been turned
All the dents
the squeak when the door opens
how many people have touched it
my family and the family before
it makes you wonder
who has all used that door knob
how long has it been there
maybe it’s an antique
just like the house it sits in
where will it go next, will
it ever break, dent
from who knows what.
Why are there dents there
Who made them.
The key. Where did it go.
Lost to us but still around
The key, a skeleton key
Like those of the old time
Jails and dungeons.
By Ayla Gross
They protect and hug my feet
Socks for running and heat
I have socks of bright colors
Socks also as dark as ink and death
The socks are monsters grabbing and snatching
At my feet.
Socks make cold feet a bit safer
Every sock has a pair
And then there are those lonely socks
Never finding a match, or so it thought
But soon eventually, to its surprise
Its partner in crime
Its bright knight
Flew out from under the wardrobe
Those socks are not alone
They snuggle up together
Who cares what the world thinks
As long as they have each other.
By Ethan Johnson
One of my favorite parts of home
Was the river
A fine place to be.
It allowed me to relax and have fun
While catching some nice northerns
And walleye with all types
Of unique and colorful lures.
The river is extremely important
To me, as it is one of the few spots
In my life where I am actually able to think
About the important stuff in my life
God and school and family and friends
The river will always bring good memories
By Troian Stroot
Everywhere. Noise everywhere.
Laughter from each room of the house
With music all around
And screams and shouts from little children
My house is filled with sound.
By Hunter MacFarlane
Realtree Max-5 Camo
Shoots geese, ducks, anything you want
Reliable in the field
It can be dirty or clean
Mud gets on it
Then I clean it up, back to its old self
It can fit 2 ¾ shells all the way up to 3 ½ inch shells
It’s been with me for three years
Many shells have been in it
It keeps on firing when I want it to.