From symposia works

BRAIN, HOW DO I LOVE THEE?

How do I love you? Let me count the ways. You are working tirelessly, never ceasing to stop. Working day after day, your cerebellum is always on top. You let me feel, smell, see, hear, and taste. You tell my body to kill the germs when I eat an icky paste. Your hormones are always on time, telling me when to go. Until I reach a washroom, where I can release the flow. How glad I’m not in the past as an ancient Egyptian where you’d be pulled through my nose without any medication. I believe you know how much…

A LETTER TO MY BRAIN

Dear Brain, How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. You help me write this very loving poem to you like the moon helping the water make tides. You also help me learn how you work, like a toddler learning the ABC’s. Finally, you allow me to understand that I actually exist on Earth. Sincerely, Lucas

HOW DO I LOVE THEE HEART?

How do I love thee heart? Let me count the ways. I love the way you beat when you smell bacon. I love you so much that I will never swallow any gum so I won’t form a ring around you. So I can see your beautiful veins every day. You are like my fins on a dolphin. You are my kitty to my cat. You are the lemon to my ade. Together, we make the best lemonade ever. I love it how you keep my arteries flowing with fresh blue/red blood. I love it how you keep my veins…

HOW DO I HATE THEE ALZHEIMERS?

How do I hate thee Alzheimers? Let me count the ways. Confusion, anger, memory loss – it’s like a giant maze. Twists and turns in emotional sorrow that will still continue on tomorrow. For some very unfortunate people this is the way of life, for how would you feel if this was you or someone you love as if your wife? Such a horrible thing to come across you’re so lucky to avoid such a loss. – – – This piece was composed during the May 14th session of the Science Creative Literacy Symposia. During this day, students were given…

COLLECTED WORKS FROM MANOAH STEVES ELEMENTARY, MAY 14th 2008

These pieces were composed during the May 14th session of the Science Creative Literacy Symposia. During this day, students were given a tour of various human organ systems, and allowed a chance to explore them with microscopes. Afterwards, students were then asked to compose an ode to an organ of their choice. Herein we present pieces concerning love or hatred for parts of the body. – – – How do I love thee brain? Let me count the ways, I love you when I am crazed. And also when I am dazed. And when I dream I deem That it’s…

A LETTER FROM A TOP SECRET WOODPECKER TO THE HUMAN LEADER OF CANADA

Attn: Human Leader of Canada To the Human Leader of Canada, Greetings from all Woodpeckers. We send this letter as a warning, but also as a letter heralding the beginning of a possible alliance. Our outpost on Pender Island, off the West coast of your country called Canada, as well as our other major outposts around the world is aware that your tree-cutting and dwelling-building machines are hard at work destroying the trees, polluting the air, and polluting the water. Things like this are necessary for expanding our outpost and protecting the Rat and Bat Kingdoms that rely so heavily…

A LETTER FROM BOB DOUGH, GREEN SEA TURTLE, TO ANY LIFE ON MARS.

Attn: Any Life on Mars 4444 Marstreet Mars, Santorus Dear Martians, If you obtain this letter, please read. Us sea turtles are being slowly killed by those darn humans. I decided to write this letter to any life on another planet. I cannot stand to see any more of my fellow turtles die like this. I plan to start a war with humans. We have an advantage of swimming and waddling on land and water. We also have very advanced technology, an example is lasers and energy shields. The lasers can be strapped onto our heads and fired by using…

A LETTER FROM DOLPH THE DOLPHIN TO A GEORGE WASHINGTON LIVING IN COLORADO

Attn: George Washington 1842 Arizona Ave. 784 Denver, Colorado Dear George W., Have we ever met? Once? Twice? Never? Man! How is it in the States? It is so much fun in the water. A lot of dolphins are building new homes so we can live and have fun in the water. We can do tricks, play on the playgrounds. We have food and a lot of toys, supplies and we have school! We can watch ballgames, watch movies in theatres, plays and we have underwater vehicles. I dream that I can drive the UnderMobile 3000. It would be so…

A LETTER FROM FRED McCHICKEN TO OLD MACDONALD

Attn: Old McDonald 2745 Barn St. Chickenland, Canada Dear Old McDonald, I am writing on behalf of all the chickens on your farm. Life in this barn is very uncomfortable. We’re stuck in this barn 24/7. We never get to go and play with the chickens across the street. Last week, my friend George invited me to his birthday party, but you wouldn’t let me go. It feels like we can’t even communicate. We don’t have any privacy here. There are 400 chickens sharing this barn. I can never get any alone time. I would appreciate it if we could…