Dummerston school

There were little ice crystals falling from the sky
They covered the trees the road, and the houses
You could call it your winter wonderland
Down the little ice crystals came
They covered the roads like a blanket and the trees like a pillow
You could go to sleep in your own big bed
These little ice crystals are something I call SNOW!

-By Amber Carpenter

Riding my bike
because my mom said take a hike

Riding along this old country road
SPLAT!!!
oops I think I just ran over a toad

just riding my bike
because my mom said take a hike.

For years baseball has been part of America, through years of problems baseball has been there and has always survived. It brought kids and adults alike together even if it were only for a few hours to cheer and watch the greatest players of that time. Whether it was Mickey Mantle, Lou Gehrig, Hank Aaron, Joe Jackson, Willie Mays, Jackie Robinson, or Ty Cobb, they came together and played, showed kids and adults why it is that America loves baseball. However, no more is enjoyment and being a good role model the ultimate goal.

The ghostly lady,
High up,
Looked down on me,
Her eyes,
A glitter,
Watched movement,
Like the sea.
Then remorse,
In the pale, dead eyes,
Poor mannequin,
In the attic,
Forever inside.

It was 3 AM when I heard the voices coming from my Dad’s music room at first I ignored it, than they came to my room, at that point, I went downstairs and (tried to) sleep on the couch for about 45 minutes and then I told my self it was all in my head, I’ve watched too many scary movies recently (Carrie 1 & 2, The Howling, Christine, and lots of others) so eventually I went back upstairs and, after an hour of torment, the voices stopped and I finally got some sleep. The next morning I woke up late because my alarm was shut off and I know for a fact that I set it last night and when I went to bed last night the little blue light for ALARM was on. Anyway I got on the bus only to notice that a girl in the seat across from me in a death-white dress was transparent and staring strait at me, and when I say transparent I don’t mean obvious, I mean see-through. I looked away and once I got to school I saw a man with something in his hands, it was a head, the head of an old crone.

BFFs
That's what we said
Never going to let this end
That's the promise we made
Nine years ago today
And it got me thinking
Look how much we've changed.

We've laughed
We've cried
We'd give anything
Just for us.

Yet through everything
Life's given us
All the challenges we faced
There's always been us.

All the promises we made
Are still remembered to this day
All the secrets we shared
Are going nowhere.

Everyone thought it wouldn't last
that it would end someday
But there's still
Us.
Just us!

BFFs
Just like we said.

Beyond any failures
Until one arrives
Let yourself stand tall
Let it not
Engulf your life
Take what you can get
Prove yourself
Relive the moments
Of being bulletproof
Oh, let yourself error,
For you will grow, after all no one is bulletproof

In the dark of night
When your head hits that pillow
Your dreams arrive then
And with one single moment
They might just start coming true.

One old man
Walking
As the sun begins to set
Down that old dirt road
To walk off the regret of a life unlived.

Safe Place

By Theresa Glabach
Dummerston School, Grade 7

Running
Racing
Between the trees
No destination
Escaping
No danger
But fear
Of the unsaid
And the said
Two words to
Describe it
The truth.

Then
Crack
A twig snaps
I jump
Awakening
New thoughts
What ifs
And whys
And what now
No longer
Am I sure.

Still running
This time
A destination
The safe place
That has always
Eliminated
Fear
But it’s not
As I remember it.
Now rundown
Helpless
Alone.
I fix it
But it’s not
The same
Something is different
Yet still the same
In a way.

The
What ifs
And whys
And what now
Mostly leave
but still
some linger.

Running
Racing
between the trees
No destination
But I feel free
As free as
One in this
Situation
Could be.

Waiting
Colin Owen
1/18/08

School Team

School
good points
and bad points
opportunities
and requirements
friends
hang out
groups rivalry
solve it with sports
Even if we dislike each other
everyone bands together
for
is basketball
When there’s a game
anticipation
everyone is watching
Before the game
there is a buzz
all around the school
everyone is ready
waiting for the game

“Throw it away
Forget yesterday
We'll make the great escape
We won't hear a word they say
They don't know us anyway
Watch it burn
Let it die
Cause we are finally free tonight”.....
(The Great Escape by Boys Like Girls)

This song and many others were what I heard at 6:30 every morning for one week. Blasting me out of my long comfortable sleep and jerking me into reality. Why? I was a counselor at the Putney camp last summer during August.
Getting up and dressed, eating breakfast, and getting into the car is all a big blur but I vividly remember the
morning chores.
I remember trying to figure out the “Almost Impossible Trivia” with my dad while listing to 103.7 with him.
I remember emerging from the warmth of my dads truck feeling that cool morning air settle on my shoulders.
I remember walking into the barn and seeing heads pop over the stalls and welcome me.
I remember climbing up the vertical ladder leading into the hayloft above, and then throwing down bales of hay for the waiting horses below me.
I remember putting grain in the horses stalls and then opening the fence to let the herd in.
I remember sweeping the isle while listening to the horses carelessly munching away at their hay.

If you ski or snowboard you would understand the significance of riding powder. Riding powder is like, third on my list of favorite types of terrain to ride, park and pipe are my two favorites. Living in Southern Vermont, we rarely get to ride powder, unless we go up north to Jay Peak or the likes of that. Or, we could go out West to a real ski resort. That would cost way too much, though.

Maddie Rollins
prompt
3/18/08

Wonderful Bugs

As I reach my room I hear the slightest bzzzzzzzz.....

Maddie Rollins
prompt
3/18/08

Wonderful Bugs

As I reach my room I hear the slightest bzzzzzzzz.....

Fishing is something that I enjoy, a fun sport. But fishing can be long, like a game of cards, you wait, and bit by bit something may happen. But fishing can also be fun, especially when you know that you have a bite. The battle between fisher and fish is an awesome experience. When the catch comes up, you know it was worth it.

The Wall

By Theresa Glabach
Dummerston School, Grade 7

One last look
As fear overwhelms me
And then I turn
To face the future
To face the truth
What’s done is done
And there is no changing it.

Now
We speak of it in whispers
among only the closest of friends
Thoughts pound around my head
As a plan begins to form
And still fear courses through my veins
For it is risky
And will change my life forever
Or so it feels.

Friends
whisper in my ear
“It will be OK”
“We’re here for you”
But still I worry
Still that fear looms over me
Swirling around
Always on my mind.

The fear
Dashes in and out
Of my mind
Sticking there
As life moves on
I feel like I am stuck
Waiting for the fear to subside
To know that I am OK.

A wall is inside me now
And doubt and fear
Are what created it
A wall so big and menacing
Not even I
know how to destroy it
A wall created to save me
To guard me from hurt,
And all the emotions
That come with it.

Two people
Stood facing the other
Both waiting
For the other to speak
2 minutes passing by
And one turns away
As the other is
About to speak
But utters no sound
The chance was lost
For now
And maybe forever
As one moves on
The other is left waiting
Still waiting.

Getting Stuck

By Theresa Glabach
Dummerston School, Grade 7

I don’t think of the word Iraq very often, but when I do, nothing comes to mind at first, but I allow it to sit on my mind I begin to think of: a struggle of peoples who do not have the luxuries that we have today, and most of those people don’t even the bare necessities such as food, heat, and cloths to protect them.

I Don't Understand

By Kara Piergentili
Dummerston Middle School, Grade 7

Iraq.
War.
Pain.
Needless.
Peoples sons and daughters, even fathers and mothers, being sent out around the world not knowing if they are coming home.
Little boys and girls asking every night for their mommy or daddy.
What do you tell them?
When will it end?
How much longer does this have to go on for?

Iraq.
War.
Pain.
Needless.
Peoples sons and daughters, even fathers and mothers being sent out around the world not knowing if they are coming home.
Praying and hoping that they will.
Little boys and girls asking every night for their mommy or daddy.
What do you tell them?
When will it end?
How much longer does this have to go on for?

Only now.
Effortless.
I feel on top of the world.
No one can get me.
The cool breeze in my hair and the sun on my skin.
Away from the stress.
Away from everything.
The only sound comes from the laughter of my friend.
Me, her and a girls best friend, that's it.
Cantering on the flat....gone.
On and off, and on and off.
Forgetting time.
Feeling our horses heaving beneath us we stop.

Whisked Away

By Kara Piergentili
Dummerston School, Grade 7

Only now.
Effortless.
I feel on top of the world.
No one can get me.
The cool breeze in my hair and the sun on my skin.
Away from the stress.
Away from everything.
The only sound comes from the laughter of my friend.
Me, her and a girls best friend, that's it.
Cantering on the flat....gone.
On and off, and on and off.

Role Model

By Colin Owen
Dummerston School, Grade 8

Ryan Sheckler

By Brianna Snow
Dummerston Middle School, Grade 8

The best gift with out a doubt, I was ever given was my sisters. Technically I only have one related sister, Cristina. She has been through a lot with me. All the bruises and cuts and the ups and downs. But about a year and a half ago someone else came into my life, Katie Derrig. She has basically lived at our house for those years. She has definitely become part of the family.

Global Warming

By Jay Vinci
Dummerston School, Grade 8

If I had superpowers that I never thought possible, I would have flying powers, transferring powers, schedule powers, and money powers.
I would have flying powers because I think it would be really fun to fly everywhere instead of drive everywhere. We would also save a lot of fuel, which could save the environment.

i know i am the blunt knife
that just cut the string between us
broken
is the happiness that had been there
then
somebody
they tell that i really do know the person
that i know the truth
before i see it
can’t i think
once in a while?
before i speak?
even at my age
i feel as if...
i am
so self centered
no time to think about anyone
but myself
i go
steps like lead