My Dinner Plate

Heartlessly moaning, I stare uneasily at my dinner plate.

Tummy launching, heart whimpering at every beat.

I knew I had to fight.

With the green stubbed tree’s staring me down, I knew this wouldn’t be easy.

As the yelling begins I take my place on the battlefield.

The slow motions begins...

Regretfully, I use my last escape route.

Suddenly I hear the laughter coming from my plate.

I have lost!

I knew I would have to eat the evil, devastating broccoli!

Blue   By Lily

Blue is the waves crashing against the shore

It is the emotional tears galloping down your cheeks

It is rain leaping off the sleeping rain clouds

Blue  is the sadness running through your body

It is a dolphin dancing through the water

It is the sky where the bird's race

Blue is your lips bouncing after a cold swim

It is the blue berries giggling in your lunch box

It is your screaming toenail being crushing by a falling brick

Dissection  by Lily

Racing softly in my ear, I hear the frantic beat of my heart. Wondering, I ask if I am capable of handling the organs. As the blood pumps through my brain, I walk up to the table thinking of my final decision.  Watching them explain and cut open the organs, I find it’s not that bad… It’s actually really fascinating.

Surprisingly, we got told we get a heart for each group to dissect. Shaking, trying to hold myself, I hop up wanting to be first with the scalpel.

I take my first cut through, being glad I was first. As the heart became two, I saw the valves connected to the inside of it. There was a lot of good fats around it, which was surprisingly quite hard.

Next, it was Isabella’s turn with the scalpel. Cutting through, I see more of the organs parts. With blood everywhere, we now get a photo with our group.

We now finish up with a few people trying out the ultrasound to see if they're alive. We say our thanks with all our happiness and say our goodbyes.