Paper Café 2004
Mr. Greene/ Ms. Barker,
Mr. Wetherall: 10th grade
by Rémi Campagne
Mr. William Wetherell wears a blue shirt and grey shorts. He was as
tall as a monkey. He was a good teaching assistant. In one moment,
he has a lot of paper in his right hand. Now he is reading. He
doesn’t understand what he reads. It’s so difficult for him because
he hasn’t been to school for some years.
But now William is tired and wants to go to sleep. It is 10: 30. It
was very early but William sleeps nineteen hours by day. No work all
the day because he is sleeping.
William is now talking to a student. William often plays guitar and
I like to box. Today, he is working on his computer and it is so
difficult for him because he doesn’t understand how to operate the
computer. It’s a very good problem for William. Now he works to
understand the computer. William is very funny for the young
students. After the break, now, he is watching his computer and he
is so tired. Today William was so tired. He is reading and he is
writing now. He is writing on his computer. He doesn’t smile. His
face is as red as a tomato.
Today William is reading a book. This morning, William tried to be
the teacher, but it is very difficult for him. Yesterday, William
was to play to basketball with other students. Tomorrow, William
will want to go back to his house because he is so tired from work
and from playing sports. But he doesn’t want come back to his house.
He will be must to go at home but William doesn’t understand this
sentence. It’s been not good for him.
Now, William is thinking and writing on his computer. He is quite
angry but I don’t know why. Maybe, he is reading a website or a
story. For the moment, he has outstretched arms on the computer. He
is surprised when he reads a passage that concerns him.
Today, William doesn’t wake up because he doesn’t sleep a lot, he
just go to bed at 5: 00. It’s true. When William wakes up, he says:
today, I will try not to sleep. It’s going to be very difficult for
him not to sleep. He is too very angry. His eyes are angry. Yesterday, William
was playing with his pen, it was very funny. All the students were
smiling for the moment.
In the future, maybe in ten years, William goes to the hospital to
take medicine because has a big problem because he is so crazy and
he sleep a lot of days. He must go to the hospital now, William will
have now thirty-one years. In this hospital, William meets a girl.
After few years, they were married and they have two children. It’s
the end of this story.
by Nicholas Ivanov
There is darkness
instead of light
gun firing like
barking day and night.
Jets dropping bombs
Not one side is bright
realize that the machine guns
outlive everything that breathes.
By: Kimmy Le
Slender tendrils of song
Consume her, liquid sound slices
Through the wind, her skin
Tingles, her feet move
She sways in time
To the music, the world stills
To watch her, the music
Stops, she freezes
What Is Different Between USA and Hong Kong
1) School The
school here is much bigger than Hong Kong’s.
Chinese food is delicious. But American food is nutritious.
3) Weather The
weather here is cool. But in Hong Kong , the weather is so hot.
The driving seat in Hong Kong is on the right, but in the USA it is
on the left.
American’s favorite sport is baseball.
There are 12 hours between USA and Hong Kong
In America, people choose the president, but in China the government
chooses the president.
8) Population The
population of China is 13 million. And the population of USA is
9) Music Both
American and Hong Kong’s young people like listening to popular
Americans like playing PS2 or XBOX, Chinese people like plying
by Lisa Miller
in the forest lies a secret. It’s hidden in the largest tree in the
woods, the one with the biggest blossoms on it in the spring. It’s
the one whose leaves don’t just turn red, orange, yellow, and brown
in the autumn, but every color imaginable, even tickle-me-pink and
lavender. It’s the one that never gets touched by snow, though it
towers above the rest. It lives in the roots, its soil, and its
bark. In its every branch and leaf. What is this secret? It’s
Mother Nature, or Mother Nature’s Helpers, whatever you want to call
it. But, most importantly, it is home to the fairies. These
fairies control nature, each one to a different part or element.
Like Petal controls all of the flowers and Snowflake controls the
snowfall. Each of these fairies has an interesting personality and
put all of their emotions into their part of nature.
when a fairy is born they come out in a light shade of gray, barely
able to use their wings. Later on, the fortunetellers and elders
get together to test and decide where that fairy would suit nature
best. Then, they would study hard under an elder to learn to
connect with nature and their job as they turn into the color and
name best associated with their job. Before that, they are just a
number. When they are first given a job, they start off with
something simple, like a fairy of water would start off controlling
something like morning dew, then if it is smart enough, strong
enough, and powerful enough it will move up in its category. The
rare powerful ones become elders in their area and never die, but if
they are even stronger than that, they come to rule all of ertanu
and the elder council, they become a Top Elder.
awhile, the council of elders would find it especially hard to place
a newborn fairy. The newest fairy was one of these troublesome
matters. She was gray just like all the others, but she was born
much smaller than the rest with abnormally larger wings and
extremely full of life and enthusiasm and energy. Some fairies
remember the council being locked up in their chamber for more than
a week over her matter. The council is comprised of about 120
elders and fortunetellers though the number does sometimes change.
Each area and element has a different number of elders based on its
needs and size. There are 25 elders for earth, 15 for fire, 8 for
wind, 25 for water, 10 for hot, 10 for cold, 15 for sun, 6
fortunetellers, and 6 Top Elders and each of these people are lucky
enough to have an actual name. The Top Elders know everything for
every area and they rule over the entire council making the final
decisions and trying to keep things peaceful between everyone. But,
these types of elders come once in every 10 blue moons, so in all of
their years of existence, they are very lucky to have 6 Top Elders
at all. When all of these diverse elders come together they often
bicker saying “Fire is the most powerful, she should control fire,”
or “No, she shouldn’t the sun is much stronger than fire so she
should help us with the sun.” And that’s always when the fighting
gets ugly but with fairy number 763829 it was certain to get ugly.
case of Fairy Number 763829 now come to order,” one of the Top
Elders boomed to be heard. “Oracles, what do you have for us?”
beautiful woman with her golden hair sweeping the ground and the
colors of the rainbow blooming from her neck with a train dragging
on the floor walked forward. “I have had dreams of this little
one-to-come for ages,” she said. “Such power she will have though
see it not in her shining eyes you will.” She looked back at the
elder who spoke. “My friend, Borak, troubled be not, always here
you will be, whether she is or not, whether above she is or not.”
There was always a moment of silence after Adia spoke, her words
were always spoken in a way that made you have to ponder them for a
while afterwards. The Top Elder thought about it for the longest
amount of time and it took him a while to remember that they had a
matter to attend to. When he finally did remember, he decided to
adjourn for the day so he could muse on it some more. That was only
girl is to become quite powerful, but we need someone who can train
her extremely well, for if she is to come to be of this council she
must have the best master.” Another Top Elder started off the next
day sighing deeply knowing that this always took the longest. They
went on for 3 days bickering back and forth over the girl’s area of
“I will teach her in the ways of the sun.” Declared one
of the sun elders.
sun will blind her and what good will that do. She should control
the wind.” A wind elder screamed back in his face.
in the spring and summer, the loveliest time of year.” The only
woman of heat cried.
isn’t! Fall and winter are! She should control the cold.” One of
the women of cold announced.
on the 5th day a hush fell over everyone and they sat
back down in their seats. Another Oracle flew forward and landed by
the Top Elder’s Table. She walked down the line to the end and
curtsied in front of the oldest one, the wisest one, Borak.
me, sir,” she said as a sign of respect. “I know I haven’t been an
oracle for long and new-comers like me aren’t always regarded
highly, but I have a vision and I believe more than anything that it
is right.” Pause. “Oracles most often don’t say where one should be
placed but how one should be placed and about one’s future. So, I
know that I will be reprimanded for saying so, but I must say what I
feel, what I see, for I know it is right. And, I hope that you will
forgive me and my bluntness.”
Dr. Ploid’s Invention
Ploid is in his dreary, quiet room running around with a paper and
pen in his hand. He has a haggard look on his face as if he was
strongly thinking about something truly important. This is what he
did every night before he went to bed. Dr. Ploid is an inventor who
always attempts to make something to help people all over the world
but always makes an error and ends up having to pay for repairs all
over the neighborhood. One time when Dr. Ploid was a lot younger he
tried to make a machine that would iron clothes and dress you.
People all over wanted to have one. So he made many machines and
gave them to people. He thought that everything was running
smoothly until it burned Mrs. May’s favorite shirt. Then it nearly
killed Mr. Sario’s ten-year-old cat. Everyone in the neighborhood
hates his crazy inventions and they would never even think about
letting another one of his inventions in their house. Except two
young sixteen-year-old teenagers, Marvel and Jane who always seem
interested in what ever he does. They never spoke to Dr. Ploid but
see him at work from a distance.
Ploid has been planning to work on a project. His latest invention
is an automaton that would work for people. (Which I would say is
every inventor’s dream.) Marvel and Jane heard about this at the
park where everyone in the neighborhood gathers to talk and have a
good time. They of course are poles apart from the rest of the
neighborhood and thought it was an amazing idea.
knocked on Jane’s’ door one morning. Jane let him in and they
headed to the kitchen to talk.
have you heard of the robot Dr. P is making now? I think it’s
“I have an
idea! We could go up to Dr. Ploid and tell him that we really like
all his inventions. Then ask if he would be willing to let us help
with this.” Jane said with the most excited look and with the most
animated smile that Marvel has ever seen.
would be a good idea. But we can’t. I don’t think my mom would let
me or yours.” Marvel said while still laughing at Jane’s expression
and her rather random remark.
At the same time Dr. Ploid was working on his robot. He
figured out a way to get the robot started and it was through a
program. The robot won’t be able to work in light or hear or it
would destroy the robot’s “brain”. If it does get exposed to heat,
the brain, where all the information is stored, would shut down or
get reprogrammed. He would have to start all over again. Dr. Ploid
worked for two weeks straight and with the help of his notes he was
able to program everything. So the day came and he shut all of the
doors and turned on the robot. Nothing happened. Dr. Ploid’s look
of excitement turned into a look of disappointment. “All of my work
was for nothing. Another experiment gone wrong.” For what felt
like the longest time in the world to him, the room was completely
silent. Then suddenly at the same time as he was about to throw
away his notes the robot moved its heavy metal arm and then his
machine-like legs and began to walk. Dr. Ploid gasped and then
began to laugh. He was amazed at what he saw and didn’t realize
that the robot was headed out the door. It was walking and Dr.
Ploid was not noticing what was wrong. He just followed in
amusement while the robot was in the 110-degree weather and bright
Cameron Tow (to be added)
I said, “I don’t know
much about life,”
as I sipped my hot
chocolate by candlelight beside you.
But you assured me
that it didn’t matter either way.
“No one truly does,”
We sat, cuddled on the
couch, waiting –
but waiting for what?
It didn’t end up
showing its face that night, the answer.
We stayed up all
night, talking about our life –
our life together, our
lives apart, how sometimes we’re waiting
for a sign, or for a
call or a note if one is away – like how I’m now away from you.
The other day I
listened to a song, and along I sang,
thinking how I long to
be with you, if there was a way.
What path will our
lives travel upon, which way?
I guess there is no
correct or set-in-stone answer.
In my dreams last
night, my heart sang
of dancing clouds of
love, laughter and life,
and among those
dancing clouds was me… with you.
My heart told me that
it isn’t planning to travel elsewhere – for us, it is waiting.
One can wait in a
line, for a train, for a bus, waiting.
One heart asks
another, “Are you going my way?”
The other answers, on
the fifteenth, “I’d love to travel beside you.”
“I think that response
is wonderful. I love that answer.”
The hearts set off on
a whirlwind adventure of life,
and all along their
journey, “there have been wonderful songs,” they sang.
Songs of myself, of
yourself, of ourselves, we sang
of how we didn’t want
to keep waiting
for the questions
to be answered – we
realized that eventually they’d find a way.
What are we hoping to
have revealed in this answer?
Is the answer to my
question about life “you”?
There is no right song
for me to sing to you.
All the nights that we
heard the music, he sang
of a world full of
love, and I decided that the answer
is indeed “you”, and
it is paired with “me”, and we are not waiting
for our life to begin;
we are already on our way.
My life, your life,
“My life with you
is traveling the right
way,” I sang.
Until the fifteenth, I
was waiting… I’ve found my answer.
Every Day Since
William “Brad” Wetherell
I wrench my neck to
see the building top
but can’t because it’s
hidden in the clouds.
The sheets of glass
reflect distorted me’s.
I recognize the face I
see and yet
it seems too big to be
the me I know.
A shadow passes
overhead with speed.
I look at feet as they
and walk into the past
with strides so grand.
The window gives me
toddler’s feet that are
small to keep my balance. So I crawl.
If I had it all to do over
I’d play baseball
I was never bold enough to try
out for the team
(afraid the ball
would hit me)
If I had it all to do over
I’d play golf
I was never confident enough to
walk the green
(afraid I would look
If I had it all to do over
I’d race motorcycles
I was never daring enough to
face the track
(afraid I’d break my
If I had it all to do over
I’d spend four years
in the Navy
I was never brave enough to risk
(afraid of facing
myself, I guess)
If I had it all to do over
I’d face my fears
I’d ask someone to dance who’d
turn me down,
I’d take a class I thought I
I’d seek a job that only
brilliant people do
and I would definitely play baseball
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