Essay Ideas

1. Positives and negatives of Internet.

2. Positives and negatives of sex eduaction taught in school.

3. An annoying sibling may have some postive behind them.

a. Negatives and positives of irrating siblings.
b.When my brother whines to go out for icecream I end up going with him (:
c. Younger siblings aren't that bad, you can take them for granted because usually younger siblings get whatever they want and if you go with him  wherever then you get the same thing as well.
d. I belive that there is more then one postive behind every negative.
e. Are annoying siblings as annoying as you think they are?

4. What life would be like without books.

5. Why is high school so important?

Poetry

“Seeing the World” by Steven Herrick

Every month or so,

when my brother and I

are bored with backyard games

and television, Dad says,

“It’s time to see the world.”

So we climb the ladder to our attic,

push the window open,

and carefully, carefully

scramble onto the roof.

We hang on tight as we scale the heights

to the very top.

We sit with our backs to the chimney

and see the world.

The birds flying below us.

The trees swaying in the wind below us.                     

Our cubbyhouse, meters below us.           

The distant city below us.And then Dad, my brother, and I lie back

look up and watch

the clouds and the sky

and dream

we’re flying

we’re flying.

In summer

with the sun and a gentle breeze

and not a sound anywhere

I’m sure I never want to land.

Still I Rise by Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

I rise
I rise
I rise.

Quotations

Make friends before you need them .-unknown
Be kind; everyone you meet is fighting a battle. - John Watson