But,I just like Shima-Ostrov shows better.”
“So which parent was which?”
“My dad is Shima-Ostrov and Japanese, while my mom is Puerto Rican and Af rican American.”
I nodded and then sat in my chair , thinking that you can’t judge a book by its cover. I share a table desk with Edmund, Kaelinda, and Paige. It’s a table desk that is rectangular, and has areas that hold books underneath. It’s meant for four people to use. We only use actual desks in the testing rooms.
I began staring at my name written in permanent marker. It was written in Shima-Ostrov. It read : . I struggled reading the first time I saw Shima- yazyk-gengo. Shima-yazyk-gengo, is the language of Shim-Ostrov.
I’m mixed American and Shima-Ostrov. I spent up until the third grade in the United States, and I started fourth grade here, in Shima -Ostrov. Since my parents divorced during the summer, the judge told me I had to spend the school year with my mom and a half of the summer with my dad.
My older brother, lives with my dad all of the time. My parents told me that they just didn’t love each other anymore. That really hurt to hear them say that, but I still love them both.
Since the divorce, a lot of things have changed. We even had to move out of our house. So, mom brought me with her to Shima-Ostrov-Isla, to live with her and my grandmother so we could start over. I looked up to see Edmund staring out of the window in confusion.
“Hey Kaelor!” yelled Paige and Kaelinda, as they walked into the classroom.
I looked up at them. Paige has brownish, blonde hair. She’s short and lean, with tan skin, and a baby face. Her eyes are a pretty blue. Kaelinda has black hair, caramel skin, hazel eyes, freckles, and is tall and lean.
“Hey, Kaelor ?” said Edmund nervously, as he put his hand on my shoulder.
I looked at him, my eyes meeting his.
“Look out the window.”
I stood up out of my chair, and looked out of the window. I saw a girl. She had black hair with brown highlights. I think her skin was caramel colored. She was doing something to the lock on the school gate. I think she was decoding it. Why would she want to leave school ten minutes before it started? I stared out of the window, analyzing the front school yard. My gaze was quickly followed by Paige and Kaelinda’s gaze. We stared for a good minute, and then we saw Mr. Keyatoe, Mrs. Marilyn, Mr. Argoli, and Ms. Agi walking
behind each other toward the gate, talking.
Why were they in the Elementary school yard? I understand why Ms. Agi, Mrs. Marilyn and Mr.Keyatoe would be there, but why Mr. Argoli? He’s the middle school rocket ball coach. Then we saw Mr. Keyatoe grab that caramel skinned girl. He was yelling at her with an extremely red face. Then Mrs. Marilyn cut in and started yelling.
Edmund tapped me and said , “Look at the door of the gate.”
I took my gaze off of that girl, and looked up at the gate. There was someone standing there. He looked like a zombie from the movies. He walked in through the gate.
The girl looked, and then ran out of sight. The teachers were staring. Mr. Keyatoe was bitten first. It was a zombie! Mrs. Marilyn put her hand over her mouth, as if to shield herself from screaming. Then, Mr. Keyatoe bit Mrs. Marilyn and so on.
I twisted my head away from the window and turned it back. By now, almost
everyone was in the classroom. When my gaze hit the window, all I saw was a group of walking corpses. I looked at the ceiling and shook my head rapidly in disbelief. “No, this can’t be true! It just can’t. Not now, no. I need to become a movie director and a fashion designer. No, no!” I brought my gaze from the ceiling.
My teacher, Ms. Mellow, or as we call her ‘snake face’ gave me a rude look. Ms. Mellow has short, black hair. She is fair skinned, tall, and has snake shaped eyes
“So which parent was which?”
“My dad is Shima-Ostrov and Japanese, while my mom is Puerto Rican and Af rican American.”
I nodded and then sat in my chair , thinking that you can’t judge a book by its cover. I share a table desk with Edmund, Kaelinda, and Paige. It’s a table desk that is rectangular, and has areas that hold books underneath. It’s meant for four people to use. We only use actual desks in the testing rooms.
I began staring at my name written in permanent marker. It was written in Shima-Ostrov. It read : . I struggled reading the first time I saw Shima- yazyk-gengo. Shima-yazyk-gengo, is the language of Shim-Ostrov.
I’m mixed American and Shima-Ostrov. I spent up until the third grade in the United States, and I started fourth grade here, in Shima -Ostrov. Since my parents divorced during the summer, the judge told me I had to spend the school year with my mom and a half of the summer with my dad.
My older brother, lives with my dad all of the time. My parents told me that they just didn’t love each other anymore. That really hurt to hear them say that, but I still love them both.
Since the divorce, a lot of things have changed. We even had to move out of our house. So, mom brought me with her to Shima-Ostrov-Isla, to live with her and my grandmother so we could start over. I looked up to see Edmund staring out of the window in confusion.
“Hey Kaelor!” yelled Paige and Kaelinda, as they walked into the classroom.
I looked up at them. Paige has brownish, blonde hair. She’s short and lean, with tan skin, and a baby face. Her eyes are a pretty blue. Kaelinda has black hair, caramel skin, hazel eyes, freckles, and is tall and lean.
“Hey, Kaelor ?” said Edmund nervously, as he put his hand on my shoulder.
I looked at him, my eyes meeting his.
“Look out the window.”
I stood up out of my chair, and looked out of the window. I saw a girl. She had black hair with brown highlights. I think her skin was caramel colored. She was doing something to the lock on the school gate. I think she was decoding it. Why would she want to leave school ten minutes before it started? I stared out of the window, analyzing the front school yard. My gaze was quickly followed by Paige and Kaelinda’s gaze. We stared for a good minute, and then we saw Mr. Keyatoe, Mrs. Marilyn, Mr. Argoli, and Ms. Agi walking
behind each other toward the gate, talking.
Why were they in the Elementary school yard? I understand why Ms. Agi, Mrs. Marilyn and Mr.Keyatoe would be there, but why Mr. Argoli? He’s the middle school rocket ball coach. Then we saw Mr. Keyatoe grab that caramel skinned girl. He was yelling at her with an extremely red face. Then Mrs. Marilyn cut in and started yelling.
Edmund tapped me and said , “Look at the door of the gate.”
I took my gaze off of that girl, and looked up at the gate. There was someone standing there. He looked like a zombie from the movies. He walked in through the gate.
The girl looked, and then ran out of sight. The teachers were staring. Mr. Keyatoe was bitten first. It was a zombie! Mrs. Marilyn put her hand over her mouth, as if to shield herself from screaming. Then, Mr. Keyatoe bit Mrs. Marilyn and so on.
I twisted my head away from the window and turned it back. By now, almost
everyone was in the classroom. When my gaze hit the window, all I saw was a group of walking corpses. I looked at the ceiling and shook my head rapidly in disbelief. “No, this can’t be true! It just can’t. Not now, no. I need to become a movie director and a fashion designer. No, no!” I brought my gaze from the ceiling.
My teacher, Ms. Mellow, or as we call her ‘snake face’ gave me a rude look. Ms. Mellow has short, black hair. She is fair skinned, tall, and has snake shaped eyes
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