Ferrisburgh Central School

Captain Goldsash’s Treasure

“Finally! We’re there!” exclaimed Riley after their long journey.

You see, the three adventurers were off to explore an island they had discovered while fishing. Just as they had spotted the island, they saw an eagle emerge from a dive in the water, so it seemed fitting to call it Eagle Island. Then and there they decided to explore it, but first they needed to get there. They spent weeks making and perfecting a raft to sail out onto the island. Finally it was done and they had completed their journey.

“I’m exhausted,” Jared sighed.

“That was longer than I’d expected,” stated Shale, who was not one to complain.

“Well we can rest later… Let’s explore!” Riley shouted as she dashed down the beach.

“There she goes again,” Jared sighed, trudging after her.

“Wait up!” shouted Shale, catching up with Jared.

The Power of Two

By Lindsay Swanson
Ferrisburgh Central School, Grade 6

Yasdnil opened the big brass doors of her new middle school. Not only did Yasdnil have the weirdest name ever, but she had a pretty unique sense of fashion. She had tie-dyed hi-top socks up to her knees with a matching mini skirt, faded from her wearing it so much, and coated with grass stains. She had on a neon red and yellow shall with a white, frilly button-up shirt under it. Looking around, she knew that her life was ruined.
As kids passed her she could hear whispers and she could only assume they were about her. “I can do this,” she thought, “sticks and stones will break my bones, but…”
She was cut off when she ran right into a boy about her age with frizzy red hair and wide-rimmed glasses. Yasdnil fell to the floor and so did the boy.
“Hey look, the losers are taking a trip together!” taunted a voice somewhere out in the crowd. Roaring laughter was heard all around.

Maxwell J. Ratti-Bicknell
5/7/08
Grandpa

“What?!”
“No!”
“How?!”
“When!?”
Those were my words
When my grandpa had a
Heart attack
On his way down to
South Carolina
His back hurt,
His chest hurt,
His neck hurt,
He stayed at the
Hospital for 3 days
And for 3 nights
Then he came home
And he needed to rest
He did
His back rested
His chest rested
His neck rested
Then he felt
All better

Grammie’s Ring

By Melina Myers
Ferrisburgh Central School, Grade 3

My Grammie has a purple ring
A lovely ring
My Grammie has a ring
With a blue birthstone
That we share
We went to see her
In the hospital
She looked up at me
And asked in a soft voice
A weak voice
If I wanted her ring
I said, “No”
Then she said,
“I’ll save this ring for you”
Then I gave her a hug
And kiss
And we left the hospital
And dad said,
“She wanted you
To have that ring
So you’ll remember her
Forever.”

My Grammy

By Sofia V.G. Collas
Ferrisburgh Central School, Grade 3

My grammy has long hair
White hair
Pony tailed hair
Straight hair
I hope I’ll be as pretty as her

She turns off the wire fence
The shocking fence
A thin fence
A silver fence
Around the garden so I won’t get hurt

We are going to make a pie
A delicious pie
A homemade pie
A yummy pie
The one I will make with my grammy

When I see her I feel love
My legs feel love
My stomach feels love
My heart feels love
I love my grammy

Papa showed me a photo
Of himself
In a white uniform
He was marching
With his gun
And other men
And I began
To imagine
Papa in the front yard
With his gun
That has a sword on it
That he had when he was a marine
He shoots the gun
BANG!
O no! Here comes Minnie,
My grandma,
And she is mad at Papa
“Run!” he yells to me
And I run so fast
My shoe almost falls off
I run all the way
To the back yard
After Minnie is gone
I run back
And he shoots away at a target
And we didn’t get in trouble
Again.

Muskrat

By Lexi Brace
Ferrisburgh Central School, Grade 3

Inspired by Joyce Sidman

Look for me in the pond
The wet pond
The full-of-life pond
Look for me in the day
‘Cause at night you’ll be sleeping.

Look for my long tail
My pointed tail
My bare tail
When I grow up I’m almost 2 feet long

Watch me eat cattails
The tall cattails
The fuzzy cattails
I eat stems, buds and roots too.

Turtle
Inspired by Joyce Sidman

Look for me in the warm water
The cold water
The wet water
In the mud I lay.

For lunch I’ll eat a dragonfly
A juicy dragonfly
A yummy dragonfly
While I sit there on my rock.

After lunch I’ll bask in the warm sun
The yellow sun
The hot sun
While sleeping there on my rock.

Turtle

By Anne Jackson
Ferrisburgh Central School, Grade 3

Look for me in the warm water
The cold water
The wet water
In the mud I lay.

For lunch I’ll eat a dragonfly
A juicy dragonfly
A yummy dragonfly
While I sit there on my rock.

After lunch I’ll bask in the warm sun
The yellow sun
The hot sun
While sleeping there on my rock.

Snapping Turtle
By Sofia V.G. Collas
(Inspired by Joyce Sidman)
Watch out for my mouth My sharp mouth
My pointy mouth
Or else you’ll get hurt I live in a pond
A murky pond
A muddy pond
A dirty pond
I seek sky to breath
I see a mouse
A fat mouse
A juicy mouse
Snap! A yummy mouse!

Red Winged Blackbird

Look for my red wings
My beautiful wings
My strong wings
That help me fly

I live near the marsh
The wet marsh
The cattail's marsh
Is my home

I eat plant seeds
Sunflower seeds
Yummy seeds
Are my diet

My Grandma’s Lawn Chair
O old lawn chair
Sitting in the backyard
Full of my grandma’s seat
You have an indent where you
Have been sat in so many times
Your green stripes are beginning to fade
Like my grandma’s energy.
Though, you are still trustworthy enough
To hold such an important person’s
behind.

Paige Stolen
Ferrisburgh Central School
Grade 5

Horse

By Rachel Mailloux
Ferrisburgh Central School, Grade 6

Asleep in a meadow
A horse lies down
In the sun
A soft breeze
Rustles her mane
A rabbit hops
Through the green grass
The horse awakens
Perks up her ears
Rises to her feet
Walks...trots...canters...
Until she’s in a full gallop
Her mane and tail
Whip in the wind
Then she comes to a halt
Settles down
For an afternoon nap
Closes her eyes
Sleeps...sleeps...sleeps...

The Petrifying Test

By Phoebe Plank
Ferrisburgh Central School, Grade 6

The clock ticks…
My hands clench…
Am I running a fever?
My hand rises in a panic
The dull drab face
Of the teacher is
Instantly in mine
“Bathroom please?!”
Practically
Running to the restroom
Right up to the mirror
I’m looking at pale
Ghostly fingers
Touching a flushed face.
Reluctantly
my feet
Drag me back to my desk…
Petrified
I begin the TEST.

The Test

By Lindsay Swanson
Ferrisburgh Central School, Grade 6

I sit
waiting
heart thumping,
and soft,
clammy hands
clenched.
Foot taps
repeatedly
against the floor.
Papers are
passed.
Confusion masks
many faces.
And then,
an idea!
Hand shoots up…
“Um, stomach ache?”

Tornadoes
I have a fear of something you can’t control or get rid of. It tears apart homes, buildings, and towns. What is it? A tornado.
Tornadoes make me feel unsafe. They make me feel horrified too. To me tornadoes are like a swirling tunnel that will wisk me to death. The reality is not many people die from them.

When I Hit The Tree

by: Lindsay Morley, Grade 5 Ferrisburgh Central School
Fear

A Farmer’s Morning
Paige Stolen
Grade 5
Ferrisburgh Central School

Under the dawn’s early pink light
A farmer awakens
He stretches his arms
Rubs his eyes
Slowly hobbles
Down the stairs
Creak,
The door opens
Out steps the farmer
He pauses on the steps
Slowly, proudly looking at his farm
He sighs,
And walks toward his barn
To begin his morning work.

Farming

By Emily Weber
Ferrisburgh Central School, Grade 5

Under a maple tree
The farmer feeds the chickens
Sprinkles the seeds down like rain
Across the ground
Walks to the pig pen
Recklessly throws
The slop in the bucket
Moves on to the cows
That need milking
Squeezes, squeezes
The warm udders
Drip, drip
Into the bucket
Until they don’t drip any more
He limps back to the porch
Rests his leg on a turned over sap bucket
Leans back on his rocking chair
Nods off.

Green

By Jake Dombek
Ferrisburgh central School, Grade 5

Green is clean
Green is light
Green is very very bright!
Green is spring
Green is grass
Green is very very vast!
Green is energy
Green is power
Green is as pretty as a flower!
Green is nice
Green is kind
Green is also easy to find!
Green is wet
Green is dry
Green is very, very shy!
Green is gentle
Green is strong
A world without green would be wrong!

Dark Eyes

Tyler Proulx

Ferrisburgh Central School grade 5

If I die before I wake

I won’t have a soul to take.

Dark eyes haunt my dreams,

they flood all that I think about.

I get headachs and migranes,

and all those other types of pains.

Now, get out of my head.

I’m sick of you!

I’m gettin' over

Green by Alexandria Brace Inspired by Mary O’Neill's Hailstones and Halibut Bones

Green
By Lindsay Andersen
Inspired by Mary O Neill’s Hailstones and Halibut Bones

Green is the leaves in the spring
Green is someone’s sparkling eyes
Green is the fresh cut grass on a lawn
Green is a croaking frog in the pond
Green is a slow turtle going past
Green is envying someone’s things
Green is the vines in a forest and
Green is a bunch of grapes you eat.

Green

By Ayla Gill
Ferrisbugh Central School, Grade 3

Inspired by Mary O’Neill’s
Hailstones and Halibut Bones

Green is the grass in your backyard
Green is a frog swimming in a pond
Green is lettuce in your garden
Green is an unripe tomato
Green is a turtle on log
Green is a cucumber in your salad
Green is a witch’s face on Halloween
Green is an alligator in a swamp
Green is a vine on your home going up, up and up.

Green is an evil scientist working in his lab
Green is a lilac’s stems and leaves
Green is peas, and green beans
Green is a good luck and four leaf clovers on St. Patrick’s Day
Green is a parrot's feather sparkling in the sun
Green is the slimy back of an arrowhead frog in the rain forest.

When I get home from
School she make my
Favorite supper,
Mac-n-cheese,
At the counter top
She pours the
Soft milk
Into the bowl
She cuts the
Ragged cheese
With a sharp knife
She shakes the
Pepper, salt,
And garlic
Into the milk
Like new snow
On a lake.
My mom’s mac-n-cheese
Is the cheesiest in the world!

On the Four Wheeler

By Jarett Preston Legg
Ferrisburgh Central School, Grade 3

On the four wheeler
My dad rides, he
Does donuts and
Speeds as if he
Was on a race
Track, the
Wind blows in
His hair like
Waves in the
Ocean, his
Cheeks are red
Like a red stripe
On the U.S flag
He rides until,
My mom calls
Us in for
Dinner, but after
We go back
Outside and start

In the house
on the ladder
He paints with
Snow white mud
He is running
The trowel
Gently
On the wall
Making the wall
White as a polar bear
His face as
Red as
A chameleon
His hand
Looks like
A dizzy
Bunny going
Up and down
He is humming
while he works.

In the kitchen
my grandma is
making her
delicious cookies
so silky topped
off with a chocolate
kiss.
She sneaks a
cookie, but we walk
in and say, “Grandma!
No eating until after
supper!”
So at supper, Grandma
is eating so fast
so she can get a
cookie first...
and she does!
My grandma

My Role Model, My Dad

By Max Bicknell
Ferrisburgh Central School, Grade 3

In the office
At his desk
He fills out
His birch like papers
One after another
With a rock hard pen.
As he pushes his pen
Across papers and prescriptions
He thinks,
“I am only doing this to save lives.”
He looks up at the clock,
It’s time to go home
He Gets in his car,