Hawaii

I step off the plane, and I look around, it doesn't look any different. Is this a scam? Are we not in Hawaii? Once all of our class gets off the plane we start walking towards the exit. I feel different, It's getting hotter, I look up, it hurts, my backpack is too heavy. We're about to walk outside, onto a bridge, I step through the doorway and I instantly knew it was Hawaii, I looked to my left. Palm trees, bushes, flowers, water, waterfalls, the whole 9 yards. Wow. This is sick.

Logan Map Poems

Sarah's UFA

I remember this place
I remember working, laughing, fighting
I remember I started school here
I remember number 422
I remember never taking anything out
and only putting things in
I remember it overflowed way too quickly
I remember my first friends
I remember this is where we met
I remember getting into trouble here
But now all that is memories and all I can do is remember

Walking into school on the first day

The giant doors shut
There is no turning back now
I start with a step

Lymriks

There once was a boy who didn't like speaking
Whenever he started he was internally shrieking
He always went fast
And he always went last
And during the speech he was leaking

Wind

It chews
It bites
It consumes
And fights
Its fierce
Its fast
It pierces
And lasts
Its warm
Its cool
There is nothing it cannot do
Its wind

Albert Einstien

One of the greatest minds in history died today
The man who revolutionized our idea of science
The man who figured out that Energy=Mass*Speed squared
One of the greatest minds in history died today
The man who thought up General Relativaty 
The man who was an average student in school
One of the greatest minds in history died today
The man who couldn't remember his phone number
Let alone his home address
Albert Einstien died today

Ode to my bed

Every night I lie there sleeping
When the peace is destroyed
By this godawful beeping
I don't know how or why
Don't you see
What kind of person would set that thing?
Probably me

Even though my peace was destroyed
I owe that peace to you
Even though of my sleep I was betrayed
I owe that sleep to you

Oh what I would do without your wonderful mattress
I would probably sleep on some wood
But to another world you give me access
Every night I lie their peaceful but I look dead
To this I owe the Ode to you my dear bed.

Haikus

The touch of the sky

The light of a thousand stars

All are upon me

All of the questions

That I cannot yet let go

Are burning inside

All of the memories

Some of what we like but some

Of what we cherish

whenever I feel bad

I cannot imagine hard life. Every time that I think my life is going bad, or no one needs me, or I should be somewhere else. I think of those people out there right now who are experiencing the worst. Starvation, dehydration, cancer, war, PTSD, rape and so many other things that I can't imagine. So I just think of how lucky I am,  and I keep going.

The last slice

     The slice of life story challenge is done. Even though I might have not gotten as many as I could have or wanted to I still think this challenge was pretty fun. Reading about other people, what they do, how things are going with them, then also me. Spewing out my thoughts into words and posting it for other people to read. Last year I did this challenge and got 31/31 days. This year I think I got more like 27/31. I'm not sure. It was still fun though.

What scares me

        If I was ever asked to tell what scared me the most it would be paper bags. You know the ones with the handles that look like they are attached my a glue stick. Then your Mom always brings them to the store, puts really heavy groceries in them, and then she tells you to bring it in. I swear she does this only to scare me. I take the back out of the car and pray to the lord that it doesn't break. She always tells me what she puts in the bags. This time it was "something something glass, something something eggs, and something something fragile. So if this bag broke I would be in trouble. That's why those bags scare me the most out of anything on the planet

Music

      My life would be so much better if I could have constant music. Music is great, I don't enjoy it much when I have to practice it on the piano but when I'm doing chores or something else. It lights up the whole world, makes everything better, when I'm in a bad mood. I listen to music. When something is going on and I don't want to be there, I listen to music, it takes me to another place that is so much better then what is going on around me.

piano

I look at my hands, I have no idea what I'm doing. My fingers are everywhere pressing random keys. It's muscle memory. My eyes think its randomness, my fingers know what they are doing. I lean my head back and I dont think at all. I just close my eyes and listen. My fingers do the work. I listen and enjoy myself while I play the piano.

Forgetting to slice

     It was kind of funny when I remembered I had forgotten about 4 days of slicing. It was about 7:00 PM and I had just eaten dinner. I was lying down on my couch and I was watching the TV show brain games on my i pad. The episode was about memory. There was a guy who could memorize multiple long cereal numbers on dollar bills. He also had a great long term memory, and I thought it would be cool to have a good long term memory. So I started thinking about things I might have forgotten, I thought since I had a long weekend I might have forgotten a school assignment, and yes sir. I did.

My hopes and dreams

     I was first going to keep this slice blank because that would be funny but.....

     I want to be a published author with a P.H.D. I want to be a mechanic with a master's degree in basic chemistry. I want to be a car company owner. I also always want to be sober. I want to be a very good actor. I want to have solved the theory of everything. I want to be the first person to be on mars. I want to have been into a black whole. I want to rule the world.

   Dream big kids.

The annual I don't know what to write

The annual I don't know what to write slice

I don't know what to write!
There is nothing in my head
I am really tired
And I want to go to bed.
My phone is almost dead
The only rime I can think of is led.
The time is only nine
We have already dined
My day went ok
I hope tomorrow is a snow day
For something good,tomorrow, sit tight
I have no idea what to write

Life

Life is like a camera.
You focus of whats cool.
Zoom in on what is neat.
Take a shot when you want to remember something.
Take pictures with your best friends.
And if there is a bad shot.
Delete it and take another.
If something sad or bad happens just don't take a picture.
And when you find the best pictures,
Frame them.

Today

My life everyday is too much. I pack too much in one day, especially today. Today was the worst. Wake up, the morning was easy, eat, sit for about five minutes. Then, go to an ultimate tournament the end games for Winter League. I play ultimate until 10:00. Go to piano practice. Go back to ultimate to finish the games. Go home at about noon. Take a shower. Drive to Logan. Do a play. Sit for about ten minutes. Do another play. Have a party. Go home. Write a slice. Go to bed.     Gnight!

SOLSC 13

     I look at the monitor, it's almost there, come on, come on! Devon walks off stage.

   "Alright, lets go guys, bench, train station sign, and water pump." We get up and walk backstage. The lights go out. My time to shine, we take off the pump and I take on the train station sign. Halfway out of the curtain, the sign has to be on the right side. I look up. It's good. I walk off stage go back to the monitor. The lights come back up and the actors start talking again. The sign and bench are good, we did it. Only 5 more changes to go.

    Stage craft is fun.

SOLSC 12

Every day I am forgotten. Every day I am remembered, used, moved, tied, taken off, thrown, put on, and every day I go to a new place.  I move, I walk, one in front of the other, I move across land, water, grass, sand, rocks, gravel, cement, and more things every day. Which day will I walk these surfaces, I do not know.

            Every day I stand, I don’t move, I walk, run, and jump, I fly, I am free.

            And then I get forgotten again. It is dark out now. Tomorrow I will be worn by whom I don’t know.

            Every day I get worn down more and more. One day I will be thrown out, never to be worn again. Never to be seen, but to be destroyed, taken apart used as scrap. But when will that day come? That day will be my end, that day I will be no more. But from the freedom of all the other days, I think I am ready for that day.

           

The life of a shoe.

Cross country

     Driving on the bus, I'm nervous, getting out, I'm nervous, warming up, I'm nervous. My heart beating so hard if I put my hand on my leg I can feel it. Should I eat this? Should I do that? Will that make me run faster? How much time do we have?

     Walking up to the starters line, I'm nervous. It feels like forever until the starter comes out, it feels like an hour while he goes over the rules, how were starting, where to go. I'm gonna mess up. I'm gonna trip. SOMETHING is going to happen. My heart beats faster, my eyes dart from left to right.

     I hear the horn finally. My nervousness disappears and I just run.

Computer problemos

     Sometimes I feel like there is a little gnome in my computer trying to mess with me when I need to use the computer most. I come up to the computer sweating and anxious because I might not get my paper turned in on time. The little gnome senses it and starts making the internet crash, my computer freeze and my work dissapear.

      But then ill just sit down to the computer, not needing to use it at all but just to look up some dumb video and the gnome thinks "Ill give him the fastest internet ever!" "Because he doesn't need to use it at all, YAY!" So, I watch my video and then I need to write my slice of life because I forgot about it! So the gnome messes with me again.

     God! I hate when the gome meses wit ma wards tu.

My Dad

Music fills my ears
I can hear the faint squeak of fingers on the keys
I recognize this song as The Entertainer
One of my moms favorties
And mine
And my brothers
My Dad is smiling as he plays the music perfectly
He is really good at piano.

Hiking

I hear a whoosh past my ear
I realize its the wind that I hear

I keep trudging up the slope
This view is pretty dope

My legs are getting sore
I feel as though I have been running from a boar

I see my family far ahead
I fell like I'm still in bed

My body keeps moving on
I feel like I'm trying to hike to the capitol of azerbaijan
I think hiking is pretty fun

Being Tired (is annoying) March 6th

    I find being tired one of the weirdest feelings. It doesn't hurt, it doesn't feel bad, it is just weird like the toothbrush at the dentists. Your eyes feel like they need to close more often, sometimes they close on their own, you have significantly less energy but somehow you can still move your body. I also fell like I'm not in control of my body anymore, it just moves.

    I (like most people) am tired at night and in the morning. Which to me doesn't make sense. I understand being tired at night, you have used your brain all day and you have used up most of your energy. But being tired in the morning doesn't make sense. You have just rested your brain, you got your energy back and everything should just be fine. Now, if you didn't go to bed early enough yes that makes sense. But today for example I went to bed around 10:30 last night, slept to about 9:30. 11 hours of sleep and I woke up a zombie.

Slice #5 March 5th

    My mom leaned over to me:

    "Your up next," She said. "Either you just got third second or first or your just going to be a top ten." They were calling up winners in alphabetical order, they got certificates, and their picture taken, but third second and first place winners got gifts and certificates, pens, school supplies, a book signed by Dom Testa, and their picture taken.
    
     At the beginning of the announcements I heard:

     "Anderson, Dennis, Jones, Luther, Lucca, Micheals, Smith, and then my mom told me:

     "Your up next, either you just got third second or first or your just going to be a top ten."

     "And the third place winner out of 722 entries is!" My head collapsed into my hands I got top three! "Max Van Sickle!

SOL#4 (March 4th)

           I broke my wrist once. I was about eight years old, not being the smartest person at the time, anyway I have one of those Basketball hoops that are adjustable so I got the trash can, stood on top, lowered the hoop and dunked it. Then, I would move it backwards, get up on top and dunk it. Move it back, you see whats going on, sometime along the way I was going to miss right? Well I didn't believe in physics back then. I moved it back once more, jumped the ball hit the rim, I fell backwards, put my arm down to protect myself, but I broke it.

           What I find interesting is when I just walk along in bare feet and suddenly I stub my toe. Oh the pain, honestly I think that hurts more than a broken arm.

SOL #2 (March 2)

      (4/2)I(2/4)+2L+(2*0)+(2(UMI)-UMI)-(Z*0)+ (90N-89N)3ATI-2ATI

      For those of you that are too lazy to figure this out. It simplifies to Illuminati. I feel like this is what math class is. Very complicated equations, no calculator and no time. Also, I don't believe that we are going to use this Illuminati equation in real life.

      Yesterday in Math we had to solve the equation: 4/3X-2/3+7/8=5/4X-8/9+2/3. We couldn't get rid of the fractions no calculators, and once we found X we had to put it back into the equation and solve it again and check our answer. One kid got it right,but he did it completely wrong. I just don't understand how we are going to use this in real life.

SOL #1 (March 1st)

    Being forced to go shopping with your parents sucks. I would rather be at home, listening to music, drawing, I can't believe I'm saying this but I would actually prefer homework. Sitting in the car, listening to NPR because

    "It's my car, you can't play music, I get to decide what plays!" Burning up because "No, you can't have air conditioning, its my car!" or "No you cant roll down the window because it goes around the back and hits me instead, and because it's my car!"

    I guess there is a fun part to it,

   "Hey, can uh, can we stop by McDonalds?"

   "Sure honey!" Just kidding it's more like "No! Its my car, you can't eat in here, and no you don't need extra calories.!" Also, in the store, buying groceries:

      "Hey, can I get some sun glasses?"

      "No! Its my...."

     "Its not your car."

     "Well, no."

     God, It's going to be fun when I get my own car

Music

Music makes everything better, it's like those commercials where everything is black and white and then they eat something, life is in color and everything is all better. For example taking out the trash, if you aren't listening to music, it's just, take the bag out of the can, tie it up, sling it over your shoulder, walk to the curb, put it down and walk back. If you have music then all you hear is:

"GANGNAM STYLE, whop whop whop, whopan GANGNAM STYLE! dun dun dun DUN DUN DUN! neda norm korean nada norm baby baby nada norm jorm you know what i'm sayin! whopan GANGNAM STYLE! dun dun dun DUN DUN DUN!

So much better!

SOL

Going to bed early, waking up late, having a cough, tickling in your throat, stuffy noses, runny noses, naval pressure, stuffy ears, felling like someone is pushing on your eyes, fever, a normal cold usually has one maybe two of these things, but NOOO, mine had to be the one with every single one.

I go to bed early, wake up late, I have a nasty cough due to the tickling in my throat, my nose is so stuffed I can't get to bed that well, and my nose is runny, I have so much naval pressure that I have stuffy ears and I can't pop them, and my eyes hurt so bad I can't move them and I have to keep my head straight where ever I go, and my fever is 103. GOD! I hate it.

The worst part is almost going to bed and then realizing your SOL was due 5 hours ago.

SOL #5040000004.2.2.2.2...2..2

"ALRIGHT!" The starting man yelled, "I 'M GOING TO YELL READY, SET AND THEN BLOW THIS AIR HORN!" 

We get it, we get it! I thought. I was standing two inches behind Ethan. My face right up against his back. My chest pounding, my feet ready to move. I'm too anxious.  GOD!

 I start sweating even though we haven't started to run yet. 

"READY!" I've been to too many of these things. I should be more calm!

"SET!" Calm Max be calm. Breath. In, Out. In, Out. 

I hear the horn blow and I just start running. The pounding in my chest went away, and I just started running.

Snowshoeing (I have no idea how to spell that) Slice

     I stand up and brush the white powder off of my shirt. As I'm about to look up I feel contact and arms wrap around my body. I fall back into the snow, looking up I see Eddie smiling, getting back up and taking down Nate. My neck and my wrists are freezing, but I don't care this is too much fun.

     My eyes dart back and forth trying to scope out the easiest target and at the same time staying hyper aware with a wide stance. I see Gavin coming at me, I step out of the way and let him fall into the snow. I run at Kenny trying to stay out of his sight. Before I can get to him Max tackles me from my side taking me to the ground. 

    I grab Nate from behind trying to shove him on the ground. He turns around so I am now on the bottom about to fall. I gather up my strength. Twist my body and shove him onto the ground. 

    Tackling is so much fun.

SOL # i have no idea

I walked into the black room my parents by my side I scanned the room. Some people looked familiar, but some people weren't there a month ago. I sat down at the yellow covered table. Still quiet, still embarrassed. I became aware of my whole body feeling out of place. I put my hands in my lap and waited for it to start.

An hour and a half later they called my name.

"Our third place winner for the 8th graders, Max Van Sickle with his story Down The Barrel." My cheeks went red as soon as these strangers started clapping for me. I stood up, smiling. I walked down between the table for towards the people holding the certificate and my prize. I kept my eyes a little to the left of her, I didn't want to look at anyone. I shook her hand and I felt a lot better.