Snow in may??

Today was horrible. Absolutely positively horrible. It's may, right? That means it supposed to be warm and sunny. Well, it snowed. Not a lot, but still. Snow. In. May. I was helping weed our garden, and little baby snowflakes fell on my head. It was absolutely terrible. Please, I hope it never snows again till November. I really like warm summers. Not snowy ones.

Poems!

So... I've recently grown to love writing poetry!! I find it were fun and enjoyable!! So I'm going to write a poems! It won't be my best because I'm still learning, but practice makes perfect!

Opening a page is an adventure
Bringing life on to its reader
Creating pictures
Reading is ones own dream
Painted stories
Brushes moving to create a book
Reading is creating life
Different for each
But all the same
Reading moves
And reading changes
We read, we live

i'm gonna start a new short story (burn baby)

burn baby part one

does something ever happen to you when you feel as if everything else is normal except for you? well that's what my life is. no, it's not like that cheesy stuff your first grade teacher always said about how "everyone is different in their own special way". no im actually different. i can make things burn just by touching them. heat won;t effect me. i could touch lava and not feel a thing. see, i told you, i'm different. no one knows thank god. i'd way rather be known as sammie the smart, not sammie the sorceress.i could die if people found out about this, so you better be able to keep a secret. i don't know if there's anyone else like me, or if i'm all alone, but, as of right now it's just me. 

part 2 to be continued...

limericks

so for class, we had to learn about poetry. i know BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORING. that's what i thought originally too. but then i realized that some styles of poetry are fun! limericks were my personal favorite. so here is mine.

there once was a man named fred
and he ate alot of bread
he fell on a wall
and had a great fall
and now he's lying in bed

blog glitches

i am so sorry that my blog has not been active, ive been haveing serious glitches that make me unable to post. i figured out the problem, and now i can post more frequently. i am so sorry for this! today i am going to post 3 times because i really need to make up for all i've missed. i am so sorry, (even though not many people read my blog) and i hope you can enjoy it still

the root?

yesterday was Easter, and that means fancy clothes and fancy food. ugh. this year, for dinner, we went to a place called the root (link to website.). weird name right? it wasn't neccisarily fancy, but i had absolutley no clue what a single thing on the menu was. i'm not usually picky, but in special cases, exactly like this, i was. we went with my cousins, my aunt and uncle, and my other uncle.  suprisingly i actually had fun, even though this post makes it sound like i had an absolutley miserable time, which is totally not true!

It all started so simple
She sat on the bus like any normal day
The driver told her give up her seat
For the white man
They thought she was just tired
But she was just tired of being treated like a second class citizen

She said no
I will stay here because I can
She said no i should have the right to sit here
I'm gonna stay no matter what you say
I can sit here all day

They all got up
And didn't get up on the bus
For over a year they ditched it
Until they got fair rights on,the bus
They ditched it until freedom freedom was for all of us

They said no
We will stay here because can
They said no
We should have the right to sit here
We're gonna stay here no matter what you say
We can sit here all day

In the end they they stood up for freedom
And they marched until they got it
In Selma Washington and all across American
We sat down and stood up for what was right

We said no
We will stay here because we can
We said no
We should have the right to sit here
We're gonna stay here no matter what you say
We can stay here all day