The Daily Sap

First Four Square P.E. Of The Year

It all started when the emls teacher M.M. said: We are going to play four square for P.E. That was when one of the best P.E.s of our life had sarted. Everybody was kicking Butt! What made it so fun was: We were playing so good. The ball was going from square to square so fast. It was just really fun.

Written by B.A. 

The cursed land

Once there was an island in the middle of the indian ocean. On the island there were dangerus creauters 

November 5 Football

Today's football game was great. The score was 35-42. One of the nice plays was: J.S. throws it to J.A. but no, S.H. intercepts it! He got about five yards after the interception. Another nice play was when: B.A. Bombed it to T.G. He was double covered. But he catches it anyway. The last nice play of the game was: G.S. kick it off after geting a tochdown. B.A. get's the return. He goes so far but can't go all the way. He get's to about to the 4 yard line. The M.V.P. of the game was: S.H. That's all for this football game Bye. 

Written by S.H. and B.A.        

Election day results

We had cleaned up the school and then came back into a circle in order to discuss what would happen next: "First, you're going to count the votes; Kid votes and all!" stated the Elms teacher, MM.

The Elms split into groups of two in order to count the votes faster, later on, they shared the results and marked down the numbers. 

The results are the following:                            Ovi|Alata-KV                                         

4|10

1|8

2|9

5|6

6|3

Ovi|Alata- real

4|6

4|10

7|8

4|9

12|3

The results for the Kids Vote (KD) was: 18-Ovi and 36- Alata

and finally, the results for the REAL one is: 31- Ovi and 36- Alata

Alata will be doing her acceptance speech soon. I hope you enjoyed  the results.

-D.R.

An Unusual Poll Visitor

Today is Ona's birthday.  A man named Gord (we're not kidding), came in with flowers while we (M.R., A.D., R.A., S.N. and I.G.) were working on giving out the votes.  We asked Gord if he wanted to vote because he had an American flag vest on with an "I Voted" sticker.  The vest had "vote" all over it.  He asked a couple questions about our candidates and read the party platforms.  Then he voted in our election and we gave him our own "I voted" sticker.

Election Day (For Gourds and Humans!)

    Obama? McCain? Alata? Ovi? Amazing how quickly  the Elms, Tameracks, Maples and Pines have understood the principles of the U.S. of G (United States of Gourd).

    "Yeah, I thought that gourds would be much more hard, but it seems to have caught on easily!" stated a Tamarack.

    A while ago, the Elms moved from class to class to explain the problems and tell what each side of the parties think is the right way to resolve them. It went from the Tameracks to the Maples (Birches and Aspens didn't get visited by the Elms, the Elms had agreed that they would be too young to understand it... and they'd "fidgit"). 

Acording to JA, it has been hard to keep in opinions from his side:

"Me and my 'partner' for the presentations started arguing about taxes... it still isn't done".

-D.R. 

P.S. I will be posting about the winner later, for now, just hang tight.

A Trip Down Mercado Memory Lane

Mercado is galloping along, and expectations are UP!

The class is getting very tense and hope they have enough to sell, Sell, SELL!

Last year, there was a problem in the taco stand. 

They didn't have enough supplies to serve "Da People". 

Pretty soon, they ended up crumpling the hard taco shells and serving it with salsa. 

Chips n' Salsa. Hey, thats not SO bad.

Also, EP remembers her shop and tells me the story:

"I was working with the books," she said, "We had library cards and everything! I thought we'd be a hit! But, we didn't get as much people as we hoped" 

She told me that a fair amount of people bought books, just not the hundred thousand she wanted. 

Some of you might remember the CP group. 

That's right! Ceramic Pig! Last year, in Mercado, CH and BA  worked together to make the Mercado Mix! 

The first song on the CD was: "La Coocaracha" 

Some Elms find it embarrassing, VERY embarrassing. 

"I felt good when I was singing. But when it came out... Aye ca-rumba!" an Elm told me. 

"I was playing in the background. You know, part of the grand music glue to put it all together... I didn't want my parents hear me mess up. They did. They Laughed and they patted my back until it pretty much fell off!" said another. 

Hair was another thing. The hair group had died/ colored hair and styled it for people. 

Fun was in the air alright! (and some hair too).

- D.R. 

October 29th football

Todays football game was a great game. The score 35-28. One of the good plays was: G.L. bombed it to B.A. in the end zone. He catches it for a touchdown. Another good play was: B.A. throws it to S.H. He catches it but drops it behind his back. But catches it again. The M.V.P. was G.L. That's all for this football game.

Written by B.A. and S.H. 

28th Of October Ramble

Our ramble on Tuesday was an interesting one indeed. 

We started by crouching underneath the trees on the way to the CF (Corn Field). 

I was walking by my friend; we were talking about how the field was like the human body. 

The corn stalk pathways were like blood veins, the area in-front of us was the innards and the heart and lungs (and gut). 

But up ahead, where the people were, was the brain. 

Then we described it even better!

People were blood cells and were traveling to the brain (for some of you think that blood in the brain is "wrong", it's actually quite true. The brain is the one organ that uses most of the blood. Little fact I thought you'd enjoy). 

Me and my friend looked at each other at one point; we had noticed something. 

 We were in the buttocks. 

Our pace got faster as we thought about it. 

Once in a while, we'd trip on a cut corn stalk but we'd keep running. 

Finally, we reached the hill. 

We began blurting out ideas that it was like a long pathway to the amazing creator of the "body" we said we were walking in. 

Then our destination was in view. 

The rocks. 

It was still its old sandy self. 

It never changed. 

Most of the 5th graders gathered around what they called "the burial". 

Some 4th graders watched them preform rituals and others stood on the high mounted rocks. 

I was digging in the sand. 

I don't exactly know why, but it seemed appealing to me. 

My friend called it: Mining for oil so we could "Strike it rich".

Then the call came, we had to return to school for getting ready for home. 

I sighed and we walked back. 

All the way, me and my friend were talking about this strange story we were making up.

Funny thing is, I liked spending my time like that. 

It was fun, random and in every way "COOL!". 

So when you ever get time at home, have you're own ramble with you're family and even make a path. 

-D.R.  

As Editor and Cheif, I Will Make A Speech!

Okay, sense me and my friend, SN, started this blog; I thought it would be nice to throw a party for it. 

I don't exactly what we should do for the party, but I do think it should be BIG! If you have an idea for the party, please send it to us. And the date for the "party" (PARTY is in quotations because I know it wont be THAT big. Probably just some food and music). 

It'll be a while until the party actually starts, but I know that you Elms out there can wait. 

(I haven't told them,yet)

Editor and chief, 

D.R.