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Poetry By Hoai Ho. Tuesday, February 24, 2015. Blue is the tears of salty water. The sound of crying, sobbing, and squealing in pain. Smells like fresh raindrops. Blue feels like there is no hope or relief. Taste like sour blueberries,. Not yet to be ripened. Blue is the lingering sadness in our hearts,. The starry night of the shining stars. Blue is suffocating, sometime. Japan Tsunami and Earthquake. News exploding, they're calling. Run away from shore, fly away from Tokyo. Oh, what to do? Markers, cra...

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Poetry By Hoai Ho. Tuesday, February 24, 2015. Blue is the tears of salty water. The sound of crying, sobbing, and squealing in pain. Smells like fresh raindrops. Blue feels like there is no hope or relief. Taste like sour blueberries,. Not yet to be ripened. Blue is the lingering sadness in our hearts,. The starry night of the shining stars. Blue is suffocating, sometime. Japan Tsunami and Earthquake. News exploding, they're calling. Run away from shore, fly away from Tokyo. Oh, what to do? Markers, cra...

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Poetry By Hoai Ho: Be Unique

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Poetry By Hoai Ho. Tuesday, February 24, 2015. This world, is full of faces. Different color and tastes. But you really can't know everybody. People tend to believe on what they hear and see. I'm weird and can be funny. But no one seems to notice. Kind of innocent, no, everybody lies. Being judge on everything you do. But no, they make mistakes too. Now I'm growing, but very slow. Wishing one day, I'll glow as bright as the stars I want to be. Look at the sun, and you'll see me shining.

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Poetry By Hoai Ho: A Kindergarten Teacher

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Poetry By Hoai Ho. Tuesday, February 24, 2015. I'm usually a very stylish teacher,. Ah" with my long silky hair. Teachers wear glasses, I don't. Super skinny jeans and sweaters are on the go. Kids everyday, I see them. Markers, crayons, papers and toys. Seeing these kids makes me full of joy. Book bags pink, black, blue, brown, rainbow. Textbooks and A.B.Cs. Sometime I heard a loud scream or cries. It goes like "Oww" "Wahhh". As a teacher, that is not a good sign. If two kids were fighting.

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Poetry By Hoai Ho: What is Blue?

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Poetry By Hoai Ho. Tuesday, February 24, 2015. Blue is the tears of salty water. The sound of crying, sobbing, and squealing in pain. Smells like fresh raindrops. Blue feels like there is no hope or relief. Taste like sour blueberries,. Not yet to be ripened. Blue is the lingering sadness in our hearts,. The starry night of the shining stars. Blue is suffocating, sometime. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Awesome Inc. theme. Powered by Blogger.

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Poetry By Hoai Ho: Japan Tsunami and Earthquake

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Poetry By Hoai Ho. Tuesday, February 24, 2015. Japan Tsunami and Earthquake. News exploding, they're calling. Run away from shore, fly away from Tokyo. Waves splashing like race car,. Oh, what to do? People yelling and crying for help. House shaking, I curl in a ball. To be able to survive,. We all must try and go. Away from the shore, the water rushing. Looking out, staring into the sea. It's coming for Tokyo. After decades it happen again. Tsunami, tsunami, wave rushing in. Tokyo, what have we become?

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Analysis from the Heart in these Transitional Times. Monday, March 2, 2015. Students Blogging - Work from our 9th grade Poetry Unit. Over the past decade of teaching, I've recognized that the best work my students create happens when there is an "authentic audience" to showcase what they've learned: Speech contests. PenPal exchanges. Staged performances. Guest judges. And thanks to the internet, we can now add: Online Publishing. For a week, students were buzzing with activity - helping each other revise...

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