Advice to Incoming Seventh Graders

Hello to all incoming seventh graders! Here’s an easy list of tips for you to follow to have an awesome seventh grade year.

1. Bring at least two pencils to your classes. You might lose one, and your teachers will be annoyed if you don’t have a pencil. The same thing applies with notebook paper.

2. Don’t go to your locker after every class. This wastes a lot of time, and you can carry two things at once.

3. Avoid buying lunch on the first day of school. Although school lunch is really good in middle school, the lines are really long, so on the first day it’s better to skip the wait.

4. Finish your homework the afternoon or night before it’s due. It’s not a good idea to count on first period for time to get your homework done, and you will probably be too distracted to finish it anyway.

5. Choose electives that you will like(or that you will have friends in). It’s not fun to be stuck in a boring class for a semester— or a year.

This poem I wrote is in a parallel structure to “The Shark” by Edwin John Pratt. Picture by: Bart Heird via Compfight


Her body was strong

And sleek

And striped: orange-black

And as she ran back to her pack

She turned,

And glanced into the undergrowth,

Where she had heard the faintest scuffle.                                                                

And saw a little furry tail retreating,

And two little furry paws scampering,

And a pair of frightened eyes watching.

Then she crept closer,

with her tail flicking back and forth

Silently, soundlessly,

she stalked– the mysterious hunter.

Strong, sleek, striped,

Part neither– for she is the most powerful animal in the jungle.


Morning by the Ocean

Fresh sand like a piece of blank paper,

Sun peeking over the edge of the edge of the ocean,

Wind spraying sand into the air.

Waves like a wrinkled blue blanket;

Rushing up to meet the beach

Then running back into the deep sea.

A morning by the ocean.

Sunrise at Cabarita Beach

I like the personification that’s in this poem. There are also several smilies and metaphors that make the poem have lots of imagery, and it helps me visualize the beach early in the morning.  The mood of this poem is also the calm mood of the beach.

Poem written by me. Picture by: Creative Commons License Andrii Slonchak via Compfight

Three Awesome Places in Texas

Whether you’re looking for an adventure, a vacation spot, or a place to hang out, you should visit these cool Texas attractions. 


Had more delicious BBQ tonight!

Rudy’s is the best casual dinner place you’ll find in Texas. They have amazing Bar-B-Q and breakfast tacos, as well as a fun theme in their restaurant.



Located in San Antonio and lined with shops, restaurants, and hotels, The Riverwalk has something for everyone. Sidewalks by the river are packed with cool places to hang out, as well as riverboat stops.


Buttermere Morning

Looking for a fun, relaxing place to chill on a weekend or vacation? Horseshoe Bay Resort, in Marble Falls, is the place to do so. On the resort grounds, there’s mini golf, three pools, and lakeside condos.

Pictures By: James Whitesmith via Compfight   Michael Wallace via Compfight     Creative Commons License Jon Fingas via Compfight

UT Engineering Day

Over the weekend, I went to engineering day on UT’s campus. The entire four hours I was there was packed with awesome exhibits and interesting projects. My favorite part was a chemistry demo that a professor did.

“BANG!”One balloon exploded. “BANG!”A second balloon exploded. “BANG!”A third balloon exploded. That was the beginning of the presentation.

Chemistry Spectacular

This is not exactly what happened in the chemistry demo, but it’s very close to what the professor did.*

After that, the woman who made the balloons explode introduced herself to the audience. Then she put dry ice into a bottle with purple water. The second the ice hit the water, vapor billowed out of the bottle and the water inside turned from purple to green to yellow. It was really cool!

For the finale, the professor lined up balloons across the stage. She turned the lights out, and then consecutively exploded each of the balloons with her lighter. Each of them made a split-second ball of flame  in the air before it dissapated. The really cool thing was, that since she filled each of the balloons with a different element, they all exploded in different colored balls of fire. Copper was green, Magnesium was red, and so on.

It was extremely exciting and awesome, and I’m planning to go to UT engineering day next year.

*= Wellington College via Compfight

Why Winter in Texas is Awesome

No, there’s never any snow— but there are many more fun things to do! Winters in Texas are awesome!

Instead of shivering in your house every night with the heater turned up all the way, you could be outside in a tent, enjoying the refreshing night air. Typically, January temperatures range from 47 degrees to 70 degrees fahrenheit in Austin, Texas. My grandparents live up north, and every winter, they come down to Texas to escape from frigid, below-zero temperatures in Ohio.

In addition to being able to do summer activities, Texans never need to worry about being snowed in. Porches collapsing under piles of snow, cars stuck in snowdrifts, frostbite– those are not issues here. Think of all the bulky clothes you need to put on just to go outside in cold weather! In Texas you can throw those out the window; they would probably blow away in the gentle, spring-like breeze.

I think that Texas is clearly the best place for you to spend your winter.

The Golden Gate Bridge

My family’s car pulls into the Golden Gate Bridge parking lot. My first thought: Great. Another boring tourist attraction.

At first, all I could see was a reddish shape looming out of the San Francisco fog. As we walked closer, I began to make out large metal columns, and a 1.7-mile expanse of bridge. My feet groaned, thinking of all the walking they had already done today.

Apparently, my sister Josephine had another idea. “Mommy, can we run?” she asked.

Suddenly, the bridge seemed more appealing. All three of us, my sisters and I, gave Mom the “can-I-go?” look. As soon as she nodded, we took off across the bridge. We got to the end of the bridge before we knew it, and we turned around again to run back. When we stopped for a water break, I watched the boats in the San Francisco bay going by. Their wakes each make a different pattern in the ocean, which is really cool to watch.

Afterwards, I felt so happy to have ran with my sisters. Anyway, that’s how our boring walk turned into an awesome experience.

What’s the coolest thing you’ve ever seen in a museum? This is a question I found on the New York Times Learning Blog.

I have to admit, this question is hard for me. When I was little, I liked to go to the Bob Bullock Museum in downtown Austin. It’s a Texas history museum with lots of cool models of Native American houses. I also like the pulley exhibit at the Witte in San Antonio. You can lift up your friends effortlessly! I’ve been to many other museums as well.

Saturn 5 Rocket

This is a photograph of a Saturn5’s jets.*

Out of all the choices, I think that the NASA Johnson Space Center, in Houston, is the coolest museum. Narrowing it down even further, my favorite exhibit was a Saturn5 rocket the space center has there. Yes– a real one! It was ENORMOUS! The entire rocket was around the size of a two-story house. Actually, after it goes a certain distance away from Earth, parts of it fall off. When the rocket gets to its destination, it’s around one-fifth of its original size.

I liked this exhibit because the rocket was really neat, and it was fun learning about the different stages of its mission. That is– most definatly, the most interesting thing I have ever seen in a museum! Please comment on what your most interesting thing is!

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Cliffhanger Story

Amber woke up to the crunch of the ceiling caving in and debris raining down on her. She ran for her life.

That’s it. No evidence was found on the scene. No backstory. No reason why. All that was left after the explosion was the ruins of her house; the bomb had left nothing else except for a teenage girl.

Blocks away, she was standing in an dark alleyway filled with old soda cans. Her moment of peace did not last long though, because from behind a pile of boxes she heard a sneeze. For a moment, she had stood there, unsure of what to do. She wondered if this place was even safe. No, she answered herself.
“Jinx, is that you?” A voice asked. Amber causously looked over the pile of boxes. The minute she peered over them, she found herself face-to-face with a blind man. Obviously he was homeless, hanging out in a pile of cardboard boxes with that weather-beaten jacket of his, and she could tell he was blind because his eyes had no color. They were completely white, with no pupil at all.
“Who is this?” The man laughed to himself. Amber was confused. The man appeared blind, yet he could tell she was not Jinx.
“Your thoughts are not like his,” the man said. That was when she blacked out.


I watch as the counselor’s hands tighten the straps on my harness. “Alright,” she smiles, “good to go!”
My tennis shoes step onto the platform. Right now, I’m around twenty feet off the ground; although it feels like so much more because the platform was built at the top of a hill. A steep hill. I’m not making myself feel any better, so before I can change my mind, I jump off of the platform.

I listen to my thoughts arguing in my head. Why did you do that!? I silently yell at myself.
The ground is approaching at an alarming rate. But before can I crash into the trees below, my harness that’s attached to the zip-line pulls me upwards. My stomach does a back handspring. I feel like can I am slipping through the wind— it’s awesome.

Now, I’m traveling at around the speed of light. I spread out my arms, so that I feel like I’m flying. I could stay like this forever!