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• Nonfiction > Travel & Culture
  Mexico

  By Maggie E., hartland, WI

  When I was about 13 I went down to Mexico for spring break with my family. I was at the beach and I really had to go to the bathroom so I started walking back to our hotel room. All of the rooms looked exactly alike so sometimes I would get confused. I walked about half way and then I really had ...
• Fiction > Fan Fiction
  TRAPPED IN AN ELAVTOR

  By Maggie E., hartland, WI

  Napoleon Dynamite walks into the shady old elevator and is struck by a beautiful girl, Pink. Napoleon is in such “ahh” that his mouth will not close. His horrendous mouth breathing gets worse by the second. “What are you looking at?!” Pink questions as she has her hand on her hip. Napole...
• Poetry > All Poetry
  Titanic

  By Maggie E., hartland, WI

  It was a grand luxurious ship, It sailed across the deep blue sea. The air was filled with elegance, For as far as the passengers could see. Everything was fancy, This ship would never sink, The Captain was so assuring, But it all went down in a blink. No one was prepared, Everyone was in a...
• Nonfiction > All Nonfiction
  Eyebrows!!!!!!!!!

  By Maggie E., hartland, WI

  My sister and my mother have beautiful eye brows that are long and skinny. They are just like perfect arches. They’re the eyebrows you see on the models in the magazines. The ones that would look good with any hair color. On the other hand I got stuck with my dad’s grungy, bushy, dark, disgu...
• Poetry > All Poetry
  Two Happy Palm Trees

  By Maggie E., hartland, WI

  The beach is the only thing that understands us. We are the only ones who understand the beach. Two swaying palm trees with long stems, swaying long hairs, and tropical colors. Two who are happy in there place and belong where they are. Sometimes when the angry winds pick up the trees begin to w...
• Nonfiction > Educator of the Year
  Jefe

  By Maggie E., hartland, WI

  I never understood Spanish, until seventh grade when my middle school got a new Spanish teacher. His name was Mr. McKenna, but everybody called him “Jefe”. Jefe means “Boss” in Spanish and that relates to his funny personality. Jefe made Spanish fun and easy. He associated fun with learn...