51% Talent, 49% Dedication

she worked very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very hard, but even so, it didn't quite seem to happen.

he worked. and it happened.

and up above, something laughed at it all.

Found Poem

English 10c Found Poem
By: Jessica Hung, Angeni Wang, Fernando Jimenez, Rachata Pitisongswat
from pages 1, 5, 6, 15, 18, 21

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Along the borders of several fields,

The bank,

Coming around in a curve,

Running towards the distant hills,

Woods lapping up at its sides.

We led a comfortable, settled, industrious existence.

Waknuk, it had become.

Orderly, law-abiding, God-respecting.

Burnished puns artistically burnt into the whitewashed walls:

Blessed is the norm,

And in purity our salvation,

The norm is the will of God,

And reproduction is the only holy production.

People in our district had a very sharp eye for the odd.

Sometimes I would dream of a city,

Clustered on the banks of a big blue bay.

I could see the streets

The buildings

Even the shiny fish-shaped things in the sky.

A beautiful, fascinating place,

Quite unlike any I knew.