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Ninja Girl # 9

Today was the Day she Taught her Magic Trick

by Zeynep Sen

Today was the day she taught her magic trick
She stepped over and got hit by a prick
Her feet where sadly bare
And she fell over there
And that’s what happened to the chick

There was once man named Zoey
He went out with his wife Cloey
They started to fight
And she gave a bite
And they left with bite marks showy

There are Birds the Color of the Sky

by Mahima Rupakula

There are birds the color of the sky
Over the glassy pond they sing and fly
Once, they dived into the glass
Only to fly far and pass
The water that would’ve made them die

The birds were going to their field
Tired, the birds decided to yield
The birds came to rest
But then came a pest
So those birds made a feathery shield

The birds with the shield flew again
One bird had a very bad sun tan
The bird started to burn
Its mind started to churn
And the birds had a tanning ban


Waltz Wave

Everything in its Right Place
by Jared Gacusan
is in
right place.
I feel like
I just ate gold,
my teeth are
need some
so I
can eat food

Waltz Wave

A Sphere with Potential
by Jared Gacusan
it up
stuff it
back in me.
There is
of great
a sphere with a
It is
and has
an eye of
clear glass.
pick it


If I Was a Cloud

by Mahima Rupakula
I am as free as can be. Looking down, I see the world. Is it dry? Am I prepared to cry? My tears turn into life, my tears are rain. No, this world is happy, for now. I can float away for a moment. Oh! My arm has split! It will come back, the vapor will reform. Ahh, my life is never over, it has never even started. Wait, I think I hear something. It’s just those children. What do those silly humans think I look like now? One says ice cream, one says penguin. They are such fun! My arm has come bad and is telling me to depart. Time to leave, must not upset the island. They have been having a harsh drought.

Just looking down at those poor people, suffering under the heat and dry weather, I start to turn black with rain. Darker and darker I become. The people start to cheer, and I start to tear. The rain has fallen, the crops are alive and the fires are out. Then I feel myself start to move. The chilly North ocean wind is tearing at us again. I am blown to Illinois and meet more of me there. (This may be confusing. It’s just that each cloud is not entirely single. Each cloud is actually made of water droplets that were part of one single cloud once. That large cloud, the one that became us little clouds, was called Cangea.) The north ocean wind is ordering us to do something. No! It cannot be! I will never turn against those poor citizens. The wind shakes the snow out of our unwilling arms. The snow turns into a blizzard and I start to feel very cold. My fluffy stature starts to expand and my shoes become hail. I try to pull away smelling the frosty, salty smell that comes from the north ocean. The north ocean winds will never catch up to me if I become a cirrus cloud. I taste water, the blood of a cloud. I realize there is no time to shrink, I plummet toward the Earth.

Down I go, and I disguise as fog. Slowly my molecules stop contracting and start expanding. I felt a slight brush of material as I pass through objects. Now I feel safe, now I feel happy. I will be safe as soon as the warm and tropical south sea winds pick me up. A cloud is never really sad, we do not really feel. All I feel is particles, expanding and contracting. All I do is fly on the winds, waiting for my chance to dissolve away.


I am the “Friendship” Poster in Computer Lab...

by Fareen Ali

I believe in friendship. But for so long I haven’t seen or felt friendship in this class. All I see in front of me is gossip and parody. Are these people really friends? Sometimes I can smell blame, lying, backstabbing, and rudeness. I wish for a happier, more peaceful world where everybody got along.  Sometimes, I do see and hear  people laughing with each other, telling funny stories, or helping each other.  But what is really bubbling underneath. Even I am not wise nor smart enough to answer the big question.  Sometimes people are shouting nasty things about others, and many a time they make sarcastic remarks. Perhaps, they do not mean it, but it hurts to see when friends are entirely true or compassionate to each other.

But all I can do is advertise such things, with my friendly pictures and truthful comments. Yet I usually see no one looking at me.  No one paying attention to true friendship .  But all I want is to be paid attention to, for that is my job, my need, and my want.

I can practically taste it: no worries, no gossip, and no mean sarcasm. All I want and suggest is for caring and friendship.


Tom's Limerick

by Jared Gacusan

There once was a man named Tom

Who lived in the country Vietnam

He had a great internet connection

But had a bad infection

He read on


by Joshua Bao

Our school was registered in the MATHCOUNTS test for the Chapter level competition. The MATHCOUNTS competition is designed to help students to get ready for college, and to boost behavior towards math. MATHCOUNTS wants excellence, confidence and curiosity in students. However, not anyone can join. You first must pass the school level test. The qualifying students were separated into the school team and the individual team. The students for the team are: Matthew 7C, Muhammad 7C, and Rohit 6B and Ken 7C. The individuals are: Avni (7C), Joshua and Sonaal (7C and 6B), Logan (7C), Anushi (6B), and Pari (7C). Our team had been preparing for a long time, so we thought we would do well.

To get to the competition, which took place at the San Jose State University, we had to carpool. When we arrived there, we just waited for a while, and then we went inside. They talked about what we would do, and explained the rules. After a while, we went to our test rooms. Ms. Ramiso and Alper, Muhammad’s dad gave us a pep talk, and then we left for the test. The individuals were separate from the team members, so we all said our good lucks, and we left. The test consists of three parts. The sprint round, which had thirty problems to do in forty minutes, the target round which had eight problems to do in twenty four minutes, and the team round which we had ten problems to do in twenty minutes (for individuals is doesn’t count).

When we had finished, we had lunch. There were Togo’s, chips, and a lot of fruit. We had about an hour and a half to eat, so we ate a lot. When we were done, we talked for a while and then went in for the final round, the countdown round. The team members got automatic entry, but only the top individuals went in. None of our school’s individuals made it, but we had a fun time outside. Our team members all went in, but for some strange reason, Matthew wasn’t called until almost the end. While the competition was taking place, we played a sort of hide and seek and tag combined game. All in all, it was a fun experience, and when it was time to go, we were all ready pretty worn out.

I left with Muhammad, and arrived home in the afternoon. I enjoyed our time at the university, and I hope next year we will do better. Although we didn’t make the state level competition, we all have the experience and hopefully we might even make it to the nationals. I hope we will succeed

The Team

by Joshua Bao

On Friday, we had our soccer tryouts. The soccer tryouts were to determine who would make our soccer team. The AMSP students were late because they were taking the MATHCOUNTS test, but they still got to participate. First, the students had to do the long run so the coach could test their stamina. After that, they did sprints.

The students practiced all sorts of skills needed to play in a soccer game, except for shooting. The AMSP students came late, but they came in time for the chipping and punting drills. The students also practiced passing, which is really useful in a game. The coaches Ibrahim and Tiffany have posted the results, so please check the bulletin boards. Practices should be on Friday, unless there is rain. All team members must participate including alternates.

Also the ping pong teams have been formed. There is a slight confusion. Unless you are on the basketball team, you can only participate on one team. Many students have quit the soccer team to join the ping pong team. The ping pong teams were formed a few weeks ago, but the last two spots were taken in yesterday’s tryouts. If you have questions, ask Mr. Saka. The ping pong club is every Friday in the hallway, second session.

Our new basketball team started off with a rocky start, but they have straightened out, and are going to the basketball tournament in Oakland next Saturday on the 26th. No spots are available on the basketball team, as the tryouts were a couple of weeks again. Hopefully we win next week, so good luck to the Knights! Students will get ten positive points if they go to a game.

Again, good luck to our basketball team. We should also say good luck to the ping pong team, which is going to a ping pong tournament, and our soccer team. Go Knights!!!


Haiku Chain

by Angie, Bob, Jared, Mahima, Sophy and Taylor.

an exquisite corpse haiku, every line had to include one of these words:
cheese, curses, music, run, swim, turtle.

Cheese dried by the scorching sun
Music swam across the wind.
Curses, cheddar-head!

Cursing music blazes
Fire that never stops.
Turtles go swim, now!

Music is like snow
it falls like soggy cheese puffs
curses the dancing fin

Music through water
Down the runny stream they go.
Turtles will eat too

Curses are bad for you,
your turtles, and your inward
Leaves taking a swim

Music pumps my blood
Music swims the veins in me.
Run from the curses, run turtles!
Don't pick up the phone

Turtles will discover
the cheese is in the hard dirt
Curse the land below

Music makes me dance
curses. Turtles make me run
cheese makes me sing high.

Run away from here
You will never swim again
run to the moon's glow

Turtles eat the snow
Say cheese! Lil turtles, say cheese!
Swim across the pond!

The cheese blew away
Take the money and run like flowers
of mozzarella.

Stars sing soft music
Wind swims in chocolate rain
in curses in spring

Run in the light rain
Demonic flowers bloom upward
Towards sitar music.

Bob cursed the turtles
He left the turtle in the mud
shouting, "run, buddy!"

Run in the cold wind
Turtles dirtied in the ground
That got caked in blood!

Turtles run with leaves
free in the dream swim of wind
Nature made cheeses

God! Curse turtles, man!
They swam across my hurt foot!
Swim away from it

Nature caresses turtles
blue cheese still calls me to her
run in the cold snow

Dip in the cursed sun
that had cursed blood in his veins.
The cheese swam in ponds

run toward winter's end
curse the rain and chilli snow
swim across the music

Down the street turtles!
Away from the thorny curse
Music howls with trees

bare in winter's cheese
Swim int he summer's winds
dive into life's cake

That has darn turtles in it!
The cheese blew over the pond.
They will steal the earth


There is no more ground

by Mahima Rupakula

There is no more ground
Ever sturdy and living
And there is no more soil
Though it feels so real
Never forget to try, Mahima,
Never forget to go fly
There is a big cloud-
Where you can spread your wings
There, I hear a voice;
In its tone
Is caring, something you’ve never heard here:
Ridhima, my sister,
Away from the rain I now escaped, come!

A replacement poem based on "There is another sky”
by Emily Dickinson

There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!