Grade 3-4
Devan
Chea
Grade 4
Teacher: Patrice Michel
Lake Elementary School
Vista USD
The
Power of One
My father is very
strict. He’s sometimes unhappy with me when I don’t try
very hard in school. But at other times, when I succeed in school,
he becomes a nice guy and rewards me. I would like to share with you
the three most important lessons how he impacts my life by being a
great father, a good teacher, and a very hard worker.
My dad influences
my life tremendously. Every week he helps me with my math and reading
assignments. By helping me understand my school work, I now get better
grades in school. He encourages me to take swimming lessons in case
I eve have to swim for my life. Even though I was not interested in
swimming, now I realize how important those lessons were. He had to
really convince me to take Karate lessons for self-defense. I didn’t
want to because I was afraid of the really, really mean teacher. But
now that I have completed the first degree orange belt, I can defend
myself better.
Some of the after
school lessons I really enjoyed are, learning to play the piano and
taking the Mad Science class. The science class teaches you about how
nature works, such as the formation of the tornado by mixing hot air
and cool air together, and how 3D animation works by mixing red and
blue to create depth.
My dad is a pretty
good teacher because he taught me a lot of the stuff I know right now.
He taught me how to read using phonics when I was four years old. He
taught me how to peak two languages, English and Khmer. He is constantly
teaching me to be polite and respectful of other people, especially
grownups such as parents and teacher .
My father loves to
tell stories. His stories help teach me to be more prepared in life.
For instance, when he was a boy, he played with hot water that burnt
his butt, and another time he ran the slippery stair and tripped and
hit his throat that caused him tremendous pain. He reminds me often
not to waste water, electricity and paper because that will harm the
environment.
Having dad as a role
model helps me understand that hard work has its rewards. When my dad
first arrived in the United States twenty -five years ago, he couldn’t
read or write English. However, he graduated with an Engineering degree.
By doing that he influenced me to work hard and maybe some day become
a doctor. He works 9 to 10 hours a day to provide us with good food
to eat, nice clothing to wear and a nice house to live in. He sacrifices
long hours at works to save up money for my education, so I can have
a good future.
I enjoy having my
dad teach me new things everyday such as math and new medical discoveries
that he saw on television. My dad is a good father because he has lots
of loving care for his family. On some weekends, I enjoy going to visit
my dad’s workplace to see all the cool stuff he designed such
as the RF filter, aircraft Antenna and radio receiver. That’s
how my dad influences my life: I want to do the same for my children
when I grow up.
Grade
5-6
Samantha
Stagg
6th Grade
Joanie Wilcox
Raymond Cree Middle School
Lula, My Special Someone
She is a sunflower
That you can’t help but notice.
Her hearty cackle tickles my funny bone.
Her voice is the sweet song of a bird,
Her smile shines brighter than sunlight.
She makes me happy.
She likes to watch the Soaps,
Oprah, TBN, and the Cooking Channel.
She loves crocheting blankets, scarves, purses.
When I visit, we sew and share
Peanut butter crackers and apples.
She is my friend.
She likes to bake.
Walking into the kitchen,
I can smell cinnamon and nutmeg.
That means sweet potato pie! Mmmm!
Her 7-up cake tastes so good,
It’ll “make you wanna slap your pappy!”
You know she can cook!
She is loving and caring.
When I am sick, she takes care of me.
She pours compassion on her garden of grandchildren.
To help us grow in kindness and bloom with love.
Lula is my grandma.
Grade
7-8
Suraj
Sampath
8th Grade
Ms. Monica Sousa
Thornton Junior High School
Fremont Unified School District
Power of One
My grandpa was an amazing man; believe me
He was not a superman,
But he was a Nobel prizewinner to me.
He was always one step ahead of me:
He knew what I was seeing, and what I was hearing,
Always one step ahead of me.
He could move the blocks in my head
To show and tell the light of truth.
You would want to argue and best him, but you would often receive
the overwhelming
shame of a loss.
He had a lot of power;
He could silence me with a finger.
And I could hear him talk:
He was skilled and talented,
From business to sports,
He’s what
you would call a genius at work.
He was an entertainment system of his own.
He would make you think what he said,
Putting those images into your head.
What more can I say
Of such great of a man?
Give him a round of your hand.
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