Filed under: Uncategorized — enickles at 4:14 pm on Monday, February 26, 2007

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Kagne

Filed under: Uncategorized — edinger at 7:43 am on Saturday, February 24, 2007
Kagne

Somewhere far away
I dream of my father mother, my four brothers and four sisters in Africa with the trees swaying and the people laughing
not the Africans on board crying.
I know that they would be happy to see me there,
as I would be happy to see them in Africa too.

I wish to see my family again
at home where I belong
with everything beautiful and our house made with mud and sticks, not with these people
in someplace where they wear many strange clothes,
well if they are people.
Somewhere far away is my family, in Africa, at home.

Days later I was on a ship with other Africans like me.
Our captors speak to us in a language that I do not understand.
All of us Africans are in a dark hold sad and cold,
It’s no place like home where I belong.
Somewhere far away is my family living like I used to.

Somewhere far away is my family, laughing and having fun.
Somewhere far away is my family, laughing and having fun.

Somewhere.

Sarah Margru Kinson Images

Filed under: Uncategorized — c15lk at 12:28 pm on Friday, February 16, 2007

The images throughout the book of Sarah Margru Kinson are all different and you could see how it looked and what was happening. There were maps of places, newspaper, photos and pictures. There are maps that explain where it was and photos of people. There are also newspapers about Margru that were actually of the time, which shows you about the people and what they said. The photos are real photos of Africa but not exactly of Margru but they still give you the picture of what it was like in Africa and what it looked like.

My 3rd grade buddy’s New Orleans buddy

Filed under: Uncategorized — c15lk at 10:33 am on Wednesday, February 14, 2007

This is a report that my 3rd grade buddy wrote about her New Orleans buddy.

In New Orleans, there is a school called The Lusher School and we have buddies in the Lusher School. New Orleans is also famous for beignets. My buddy in New Orleans and the rest of my buddy’s class sent beignet mix to New York and we sent them bagels.

We went to an exhibit at the Metropolitan Museum of Art called “After the flood.” Our teacher went to New Orleans and she took pictures of the eggs that they decorated. They were made of porcelain. One egg was happy and cheerful while one looked like a devil. We saw how some kids felt about Hurricane Katrina too. We write to our buddies. We are similar to our buddies and a way that we are similar to our buddies in New Orleans is that we are both kids that go to school. They celebrate Marti Gras. That’s a difference though. We learn about New Orleans and it’s fun to have New Orleans buddies.