Dear Mama — by Maria Pou

On this special day I am proud to call you my mother. From the day you choose to bring me into this world I knew you already loved me. For God placed us in this world as mother and daughter. I am forty six today and I love you more today but not any less than the day you brought me into this world Mama, I love you.... You gave me your heart and in return I want to be exactly like you; the Best Mother ever. I am so proud to be called your daughter; for I belong to you Mrs. Wharton. –Maria Pou is from class WHR and she's a student of Mr. Junior Johnson.

Untitled — by Brenda Santos

As we live our lives, we make mistakes and try fixing them. Education seems to be a game of tag: "Tag you're it, No, tag you're it." I've been untagged for so long, but now tagged again, getting a second chance with my GED. This time around I'll finish my game of tag with strength and courage. I'll smile to the end cause this time I'm going to be smarter and happier, and finish my game of tag. –Brenda Santos of class WHN is one of the students of Ms. Carla Halle. Brenda's work made the cut for the yearly presentation of Symphony Space called 'All Write!' Congratulations!!!

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Hello, I'm back. Thanks to g blogger for keeping our blog as it is until I revisit it. Ha ha I feel so privileged. Sorry for the long absence. I think I'm trying to show that absence makes the heart grow fonder; or does it really.