During Field Day on June 11, all classes competed in an assortment of games, earning tickets as they went. Students gathered in the gym to draw for prizes at the end of the day. We would like to thank our helpful volunteers, parents and staff. A special thanks to Schwan's for donating popsicle treats for all the kids.
Head custodian Tuat Van "Young" Nguyen, who has provided our school with service above and beyond, and always with a gracious smile, is taking a trip of a lifetime to Southeast Asia to visit friends and relatives in Laos, Vietnam, Korea and a few other countries in that region. This will be his first time back since immigrating to the United States decades ago. As a show of appreciation, staff members contributed more than $700 toward spending money for Mr. Young.
- Abby Hare, assistant secretary
HELEN HALLER ELEMENTARY SCHOOL
• Here are more of Eric Danielson's fifth-grade students' poems about colors.
The Colors of War
Black smells like ashes falling after war,
Black looks like a storm coming ahead,
Black sounds like danger in the air,
Black feels like anger exploding inside of you.
Gray sounds like guns firing at an enemy,
Gray feels like being afraid of going to battle,
Gray looks like an enemy charging at you,
Gray smells like dying flesh,
Gray tastes like going to battle for the first time.
By Ryan McLane
Yellow is sunshine
Twinkling through the clouds
On to the ground
'Til the next morning.
Yellow is fireflies
Glistening in the moonlight
Catch me if you can.
Yellow is a glow of a shirt
In the night
Not even trying
Until the sunlight comes
With the yellow sunlight.
By Madelynn Potts
In Your House
In your house while you're away
ALL and ALL will come to play
Mouse pad helps mouse as a car
While the army toys have a war
During all this shower sprays; it rains, it pours
And in the bathroom there are no more
In the laundry room washer eats shirt
And at the same time jalapeño has a flirt
Fireplace said no! But water says COOL OFF! YOU'RE STARTING TO SIZZLE!
But jalapeño says I'm starting to drizzle!
Then he says I've been cut
By the spiny body of flower who says sorry,
I'm a NUT!
So all are partying, all but one ... Old Mr. Light Bulb, who says parties are dumb!
So he decides to end this party, but how, but how? No light equals no party, so
In your house when you're back in
All and all will stay to GRIN... _
By Ryan Toburen
White is the only color that gives me a little shiver
White looks like fresh ice cubes in the freezer
White feels like paper as you rub your hand across it
White is as tough as a pair of teeth when you're eating steak
White is a blanket of snow, covering the world on the coldest day
White smells like a freshly painted wall when you're finally done painting
By Issaiah Madison
The Colors of Food
Black smells like my dad's first burnt burger
Gray looks like an orange that's been left out for too long.
Brown tastes like stale bread
Red sounds like someone slurping my moldy tomato juice
Blue smells like the fresh scent of moldy cheese
Green sounds like an over-ripe lime hitting the floor
Yellow feels soft like a lemon before it gets hairy
White tastes like milk that's been left out for too long.
Those are the colors of food!
By Jake Ryan
Kiwi catapults past Grapefruit with a "splat" against the wall
Orange peels its way through the group of Strawberries
Apple gets bruised
Carrot gets eye-to-eye with Celery
Tomato sets a Cherry bomb on Cucumber
Broccoli fires a shot of Grape with some remaining Cocoa Powder
Last week's take-out Chinese food steps out while ev-eryone holds their breath
The armies of Peas cross the treacherous Chocolate Milk river
Salsa spices things up
Steak totally "fries" Chicken
Beet beats up Radish
The front door opens
Armies of Peas go back to the fridge
Beet takes one more small punch at Radish
Everyone and everything gets back to their spots in the kitchen
By Rylee Bender
Green in the sour taste of a lime
Black is the color of the never-ending sky
White feels like the soft, cold snow
Blue sounds like the salty waves crashing on the beach
Orange tastes like the sweet juice from an orange
By Sarah Coney
Rainbow of Months
January looks silver and is filled with commitments
February feels pink and is smothered with love
March smells green and grows shamrocks
April sounds red and invites the Easter Bunny
May smells turquoise and leaves flowers for me
June sounds yellow and frees kids from school
July looks purple and is exploding fireworks
August tastes orange and sells lemonade
September feels grey and sits kids back at school desks
October looks black and dresses as something it's not
November tastes gold and is stuffed with turkey
December feels white and is wrapped with ornaments
By Helena Allencastre
Mom, You're Awesome!
Always there to guide me in the right direction
My games are all I need, other than family and friends