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Nine Nine Nine!

⓽  Nine Nine Nine! ⓽  When I was 1, I had just begun.  When I was 2, I was nearly new.  When I was 3, I was hardly me.  When I was 4, I was not much more.  When I was 5, I was just alive.  When I was 6, I learned some tricks.  When I was 7, School felt like heaven.  When I was 8, I was great!  When I was 9, I am as clever as clever.  So I think I’ll be as 9 forever and ever. By : Rida Shaik 12/6/20    

Names(A Very Short Poem)

  😀 December 4, 2020   Names(A Very Short Poem) Everybody has a name .  Some are different, some are same .  Some are short, some are long .  All are right, none are wrong . By: Rida Shaik (Fourth Grade)

All Together - Poem

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       All Together There are grapes and bread and juice in a glass ,  Friends together in the green, green grass ,  Play with a frisbee & Play ball ,  The friends have fun Until their moms call . By : Rida Shaik (Fourth Grade)

What A Family Is About - Poem

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  What A Family Is About A family is people who care for you .  Mother, Father, and Siblings too .  When one goes away, all are in sorrow .  But when they come back, They hide them like a bunny in a burrow .  When they yell at you, doesn’t mean they hate you .  They just want us to realize what we actually have to do .  Whoever in the family it may be ,  everyone loves each other in the family equally .                By : Rida Shaik (Fourth Grade)