Full disclosure, I planned to ask another teacher for a prompt today. But, since I only had a second period exam to do today, which started at 9:55 am, I didn't go in until 9:50. Now, exams are meant to be done in absolute silence (so no one coughs the answers out in Morse code), so I didn't get to ask once I was done until the allotted time was over. Once it was, being the high school student with a sense of when to leave a teacher's classroom that I am, I went from her room to those of my other teachers and bid them adieu (I just said bye, no faux French was actually used), and then left. I was oblivious to the fact that I was promptless, and remained so until about 6:43 pm, just after dinner.

Response to the poem God:

I love the pacing of this poem, you have the line breaks in the perfect places.  I also like how the last line is almost a question.  It causes the reader to wonder exactly what you mean-whether he isn't God becuase the people on the subway don't see him that way, or whether the statement that he is God was merely an ego-boosting morning ritual.  This poem doesn't give you all the answers you want, because it leaves you guessing.  I loved reading this and I actually read it several times through.

The Willow Tree
By Talia Gibbs

 

My whole time at Bellwether I felt like something or someone was watching over me. Now, I know what. Or should I say who…

I choose children each year to watch over. I watch over them for many reasons. I choose them because: I know they will have a big impact on the world and I want to support that, because there are challenges on the way and they need support through them, or because they have a talent or a skill that they don’t know about and need help bringing it out. Talia, is one of them. She sees me as a person. I chose her for many reasons. I know she will learn about me someday...    

 

Not until my first year of E1 did I discover who. It all started with a group of four tight friends: Monique, Christian, Benjo, and I.

 

 So all my life from when I was like 6 years old I have had problems with my eyes.  I get these things called corneal abrasions where the top layer of my corneas stick to my eyelids at night and come off. then I can't open my eyes or it makes it worse. but every night I put eye ointment in to moisturize my eyes so they don't get dry. but my eyes are always very sensitive. and one day, the day of my birthday party, I got something in my eye. I thought it was an eyelash but when I carefully tried to get all eyelashes out of my eye it didn't help. that was one of the worst birthday parties ever. but later that week I went to an eye doctor and they numbed my eye (which I hadn't been able to before) and they looked at it with a bright light. they then gave me the news that I had a metal fragment in my eye but it came out.

At the end of every SBAC week the school puts on a grand prix. Every team in the school designs a car to fit the theme of the year. Well not exactly a car, mor of a tricycle, with card board, and ductape. This years theme was cartoon characters, from a movie or T.V. show. After the first 15 minutes, we had it. Our theme for the year would be Lightning McQueen. We began work at once, and by the look of it, our car was not to shabby. We had the entire body of the car covered in red paper, and lightning's decals. To go with the requirements we designed a route 66 sign that would be attached to our car, and a speach bubble, with the word KACHOW! written in big black letters, that would be attached after the route 66 sign. We never would have been able to finish in time if even one person hadn't pitched in, and even then we almost didn't finish.

The incident at Ricker Pond