My Superpower

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My superpower

 

My superpower is my athleticism. Athleticism is kind of my superpower because I can play any sport at any time, unless I’m injured. But other than that, if you want me to play for your team because you’re short a guy or girl. You can count on me. I can play almost every sport, well that doesn’t require height because if you couldn’t tell I’m not to tall. After a while, being athletic is kind of like a sixth sense. Right now, I am using my athleticism to master the sports hockey and baseball. My lifelong goal is to make it to the NHL, and I’m currently play AAA hockey at the highest league you can play in at my age. And to get your lifelong goal you have to achieve smaller goals to set you up for your big goal. So making AAA was one of my goals to set me up to make it to the NHL.

My Dog’s Diary

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Oh my lord, that was some type of car ride. I was with that crazy lady, now I’m with five hooligans. Oh ya, there is a cat, she doesn’t know what’s going to hit her. What are these things they want me to walk up, and why are they calling me Mazey? (Two days later)

What is this black yummy stuff. I don’t want anyone to catch me so I’m going to be sneaky. Oh no they are right there, don’t act suspicious. Oh no they caught me. I guess what I ate was called chocolate because they are yelling “ Not the chocolate!” Now, they are taking me to the vet, whatever that means. So I guess I’m on another car ride. You wouldn’t believe it I’m in another room of another building. Hey don’t pick me up! I mean at least this bed is soft. Hey don’t stick that sharp thing up my… I’m awake finally, I thought I was going to die when he stuck the sharp thing in me. I think the diary gives me bad luck I’m not writing in it anymore

Where I’m From

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WHERE I’M FROM
BY: BRAYSON HEUFF

I am from sniping the puck,
bar down.
The crowd jumping and screaming.
I am the defense from the ooh-ah’s
and the oh-my’s.

I am from the sticky cylinders that
attract hair.
I am the one laying on
the cloud of soft hair.
From the eyeglasses and the bald head,
that always give me a ride.

I am from curvy writing on the blade
of a stick.
I’m the one who makes the delicious
Night meals.
To feed the ones you annoy and get
Annoyed by.
From the two kids my mom gave birth
to after me.

I am from moving wood pallets on the job site.
I’m the person that gets paid,
nickel by nickel and quarter by quarter.
From the old scrubs on the glass plates,
and the dirty clothes I have to clean.
I’m the kid that gets all the new clothes,
and the new toys.