group members: Kwesi, Damien, Renee, and Kaelyn

Where does Writing Hide?

Writing Hides

In a beautiful song, running through my head
In the backyard, among the leaves on a cool autumn day.

In my mom's trailer

Or down the sink drain.

Writing hides

In my television or in my PS3

Writing can hide

In a memory of my mother

Or up my right sleeve.

...In Hopes of Making a Giant Leap

Greetings from New York! I echo Mrs. Bethune's sentiments from yesterday when I tell you how excited we are about our upcoming journey. Both of us greatly appreciate your willingness to join our project as we look to explore and better understand our inherent differences while celebrating our many similarities. Here goes!

Small Town USA

Well, Jordyn’s truck wouldn’t start today so, she was running a little bit late! Jordyn can be really random at times as you can see. She lives on a farm called the hilltop farm and ranch and also a lake called Sacks Lake. Jordyn loves to ride horses, fish, and go 4 wheeling. She likes the color pink and loves to eat steak! Josh the one in the camouflage coat loves to hunt, fish, trap, trap shoot, and play with his dog. He has a six month old German Shorthair Pointer named Magnum. He also likes to work on his truck and never stops putting money into it. Hi I’m Ben I’m the one in the red shirt smiling like an idiot. During the school year I play Football and Wrestling. My hobbies are the same as Josh’s I love to hunt, fish, trap, and trap shoot. Sara is obsessed with Tinker bell. She enjoys watching football. She also loves to bowl. Sara also loves to watch her dad move houses.

• The adrenaline of running barrels.
•The feel of each stride on my horse.
•The speck of dust laying on my cowboy hat.
•The crack in my old cowboy boots.
• Behind the coyote calls in my coat pocket.
• Under a trap pan.
• In the hole of a hollowed out cottonwood.
• My archery target.
• The corner of my locker where junk is.
• The cup holder where my iPod sits in my truck.
• The corner of my closet where my guns lean.
• The pocket my football pads go in.
• The handle on my bow.
• With the roller on the beam.
• In all the puddles they pass through.
• Between all the chain links.
• With the wood holding the house up.

-Jordyn D., Shorty, Josh P., Hunter Ben

2 Fly

group members: Tiana, Amber, Juanisha, and Jasmine

Tiana (wearing blue): I'm nice and outgoing. I like to sing and dance and sometiemes write poetry. Amber (in red): I'm a singer/ actress/ designer. I write songs and play drums. Juanisha (next to Amber): I am a nice person once you get to know me. I'm outgoing and fun to be around. That's me, Valerie, wearing black. I love to sing and shop.

Where does Writing Hide?

In the noise of a crowded mall.

In my dreams.

In the comfort of my songbook.

In the eyes of my family;

In the quiet of my room.

Writing hides like a flower under the icy snow, waiting to blossom.

In the pages of my bible.

Under the blankets of my bed.

In the smiles of the less fortunate.

Writing hides in a bold and beautiful heart.

Writing hides in the arms of a loving father.

Men in Black

Dalton, Michael P., Michael O., Kyle, and Anthony

Hi, this is Dalton; I'm wearing black with the black hat. I play football, basketball, and soccer. Hello, this is Michael P.; I'm behind Dalton wearing black. I play soccer for both my school team and for my travel team. I also enjoy drawing. Next up in the middle is Micheal O. ; I stand out because I'm the one wearing black. I like to play sports. Hi, this is Kyle, I like to play baseball and golf. I also like to go on the internet. Oh yeah, I'm also wearing black, and I'm on the golf team. Finally there is me, Anthony, in front of Kyle wearing black. I like baseball and writing.

Where does Writing Hide?

In the wandering mind of a young child.

In the dreams of a boy who wants to be like his father.

In the sound of of the wind on a clear, silent, night;

In the beat and lyrics of a favorite song.

From someone who is an inspiration.

In the everyday life of high school,

In an American flag blowing in the wind.

Hearing a golf ball hitting a freshly mowed, moist green in the morning

group members: Alyssa, Johanna, Meryham, Brittani, and Angela

Alyssa, wearing green and white-play soccer, dance, wear make-up, hangout with my friends and boyfriend.

Brittani, wearing orange-text mesage 24/7, play basketball and volleyball, and chill with my friends.

Angela, wearing black- play volleyball, talk, and dance.

Johanna, wearing gray- go to movies, read, hangout with friends.

Meryem, wearing white- play soccer and hang out with my friends.

Writing Hides:

In the eyes of each member of my family.

In the pages of an interesting book.

In the waves of the sea.

Under the darkest corner of your bed.

In the snow that falls from the sky.

In the twinkle of the stars;

In the sparkle of your eyes.

group members: Nigel, Denashia, and Kerensa

Nigel: I'm 15, light-skinned, with braids. I like to be a tech with my time. Kerensa (far right): awesome and cool, and I love animals. I'm a vegetarian. Hey boys and girls, my name is Denashia. I'm the one with the white head band. I am a sports person; I play soccer, track, and lacrosse. I'm 15; I'll be 16 in March.

Whee does Writing Hide?

In a baby's eyes

In the deep seas waiting for light.

In the white lace of a wedding dress.

In a tiger's newborn cub.

In the summer's silent but gentle wind.

Fabulous 6

group members: Aileen, Cori, Jessica, Jasmine, Jocelyn, and Caleigh

Aileen (wearing green) , Jasmine, and Caleigh (far right) are all cheerleaders. Cori, in the light sweater, plays tennis, basketball, and softball all year round. Jessica, with the blond hair, is a dancer on the varsity dance team; she dances all year round and she plays volleyball. Jocelyn, in the back on the right, loves to listen to music.

Where does Writing Hide?

Writing hides with all the lies that cover up the truth.

Writing hides in the spirits of the people that are in this world.

In a beutiful view.

In the peacefulness of my room.

In the teardrops of a weeping woman.

In the warm, smooth sand between my toes;

In the blisstery ice underneath my feet.

Fearsome Foursome

group members: Brianna, Tatiana, Carly, and Monica

Starting fromt the left, hey, my name is Brianna. I play JV basketball, I am a columnist for the school newspaper, and I am active in Student Government. I am in love with music and can listen to pretty much anything. I love to draw and write, and I can become quite engulfed in reading. Once I become skilled at something, it becomes my passion. Also, I love to talk and make new friends. Hi, my name is Tatiana. I have the black shirt. I'm a sophomore at Beacon High School. I love to swim, hang with friends and family, and go to school to gain knowledge. But mostly I am a goon:). Hey, that's me, Monica, standing on the right. When I'm not in school I'm playing tennis or being active in Student Council. I enjoy being in acting classes and I hope to pursue my dream of being a writer. Hi, my name is Carly; I'm the one in front. I love playing basketball and soccer. I also love shopping and going to the city.

Where Writing Hides

Writing hides in the midnight sky where the grasshoppers sing;

Where the waves crash against the shore;

it runs wild through my veins, gripping tight to my emotions,

as it leaps into my pen, letting my strongest

feelings flow into words in ink.

Writing hides in the basement that one foot

doesn't step in;

writing hides in the palces that I wander;

writing hides in every light that shines

upon the world;

it makes every day a new adventure.

group members: Sade, Eric, Nina, and Ashley

Where does Writing Hide?

Writing hides in the heart of a lover

In the dust that covers the books

In the eyes of a witness

The sparkle in the stars

In the wave of a friend

In the lace of a shoe

In the inner thoughts of a complacent soul

In the melody of a song

In the petal of a flower

In the rays of the sun

In the lens of an old man's glasses

In the ink of a blue pen

Rose petals that romance the world.

Pink

group members: Elise, Chris, Tyler, and Evan

The Guys

group members: Samantha, Ray, Kevin, and Millad

Hi, I'm Samantha. I have two brothers and two sisters. I love being with the guys because I'm just like them. I also love riding horses; I have one in my backyard named Cabbie. Across from Samantha is me, Millad; I'm 15 years old. I have 2 little brothers. I like to play guitar; I watch and play football. I listen to a lot of music. Hi, I'm Ray. I'm smiling next to Samantha. I like to play baseball, football, and swim. I enjoy hanging out with friends and going to the movies. I am a Boston Red Sox fan. I come from a family of 6, soon to be 8. Last but not least there is me, Kevin. I like to have fun and play videogames. I have a brother; I am almost 16.

Where Does Writing Hide?

In the chocolate chips of a cookie!

In the eyes of a horse.

In the number on my baseball jersey

In the string of my guitar

In the unconstrained power of a baby's fist

Redneck Hillbillies

Preston is a wrestler and has a family of nine people. He has a red notebook. Preston has the blue, white, and gray jacket on. Jeremy plays basketball and enjoys hunting. He has two older brothers and younger sister. Jeremy is the one wearing the gray sweatshirt. Rebekah also plays basketball, she has a family of seven. She lives by the river and has three sisters and a brother. She is wearing the blue fancy coat. Shelby plays basketball as well and enjoys extra-curricular activities. Her favorite class is choir because she loves to sing. She is wearing the orange sweatshirt.



Where does writing hide?

On the bottom of the ocean floor.
In a nightmare or a dream.
On the stripes of a clown fish.
The last drop of my Mountain Dew.
Under the shadow of a single blade of grass.
The leaf on my camouflage coat.
In famous paintings or drawings.
Floating up to the surface with all the bubbles.
On the snow covered trees.

McCool Group
JeremyC, Rebekah J., PrestonH, and Shelby W.

Stang Gang

Group members, Billy H., Taylor N, Joe. T, & Jessica C.

Billy, the kid in the Green shirt, I’m a country boy, I got a four-wheel drive, and I enjoy hunting, my nearest neighbor is 1/2 of a mile away. i have gone to McCool since Pre- School

Taylor, the kid in the gray sweatshirt. I like hunting deer, rabbits, & raccoons, I enjoy watching T.V, and sports, i play football, basket ball, and track. I have gone to McCool school since kindergarten.

Joe, the kid in the gray T-shirt. I am a on the schools bowling team, & I enjoy video games, I have never been to the beach, but, I have been to Disneyland.

Jessica, she is a mute, information limited.
(Actually, she is absent.)

Poems live
In the cracks of your lips in the dry winter wind.
In the space behind the stars.
They hide in the glow of the summer campfire.
In the feeling you have when you accomplish something.
They hide in the holes of my bowling ball.
They hide in the worn shoes being handed to you by the cashier.

McCool Group

Where Writing Hides.

Paige A. I like sports, basketball, volleyball, and track. I'm in choir. I'm also in M-Club. I also like to draw.
Brandon S. I have never been to the beach. I like to run I'm also in FCA, M-Club, FFA, Cross country.
Wade O. I like to hunt. My favorite sport is football. I like to listen to music. I am learning to play drums.
Autumn R. I love to write poems. I like hanging with my friends. I also like to sing.

Where Writing Hides.
Writing hides in the wind of turning a page.
Writing hides in the petals of a red rose.
In the thread that holds it together.
The tears of sadness running down someone’s face like a waterfall.
Writing hides in a rusty old gear shaft.
In the shinning of a sea shells at the bottom of the ocean.
Holes of the tar on a track where the feet hit the ground.
In the roaring red crowd at the memorial stadium.
Writing hides in the warm soothing sound that a guitar makes.

McCool Group,
Paige A.,Brandon S., Wade O., Autumn R.

One small step...

As we begin this endeavor, it is with extreme excitement that I post this initial greeting! I know I speak for Mr. Balch when I say, WOOHOO!!! On this first post, please introduce your group and share a bit from your "Where Writing Hides" prompt. Be creative. Represent yourself with purpose and think about the details that best represent you and your place.

We're looking forward to this adventure...