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    I was the second child in my family to have him as a teacher. The first day he called me "Linda", Linda is my mother, she attended his class in the 80's. He was always tried to help everyone with their homework. He made English seem easy, even though its a hard language to learn. I ha...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I remember the last visit we had together. She was lying on the couch. My Grandfather sat near her watching TV. My mother was in the kitchen crying. My brothers and I went into the living room. We started to tear up while we said hi to Grandma. She couldn’t talk but she gave us all hugs. We...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    The long summer day The birds fly high overhead It was a hot day...
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    Why is the sky blue Who are you, Why is the ground brown Why is the earth round, What's a dog hound Why is it on the ground, What is Mother Nature Why do you hate her,...
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    My mother said that I was born on March 29, 1992. But I was a premature baby by 2 months. I was 13 and a half inches long, and had an 8and a half-inch head. I weighed about 3 pounds and 2 ounces. I had my mother’s hair and dad’s eyes. My grandparents and family brought my older brother with them...
  • Opinion > Social Issues / Civics
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    Different relationships affect teenagers in various ways. Friends impact teenagers almost the same amount as their parents. Teenagers go to their friends for help or to ask questions that they could not ask their parents about. Most of the time their friends give them good advice but then there is...
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    The sun was bright and the smells off flowers and spring were in the air. John, Anna, and Sam were Mr. and Mrs. Smith’s children. They all had dirty blond hair; blue eyes, and had small built bodies. John was nineteen, Anna thirteen was, and Sam was twelve. Mr. Smith had black hair, blue eyes and ...

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