On Thursday my class went to the Botanical Gardens. We went to a classroom and learned about the rainforest. We got to study plants. We got to plant a polka dot plant. These are Carroll, Kim, Anusha, and Emma from my class.
Guest Blogger-Nicole
Friday, May 23, 2008
A Day at the Botanical Gardens
On Thursday my class went to the Botanical Gardens. We went to a classroom and learned about the rainforest. We got to study plants. We got to plant a polka dot plant. These are Carroll, Kim, Anusha, and Emma from my class.
Guest Blogger-Nicole
Centennial Essay
Jessica was the big winner for the sixth grade for her essay on why she loves Floral Park. She got to read her essay at a village meeting. She received an award and gift.
Oppa's Crew
Jess, Nicole, Brendan and Kelsey say cheese aboard Oppa's Crew. This is Rick and Erin's boat which is docked in Freeport. Hopefully we will spend many days in the sun smiling and fishing.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Friends
After walking through town, the group takes a break. Nicole and Jess are chilling with their friends-Melissa, Hannah, Emily, Caroline, Emma, Harry and Maggie. This is before we head out to celebrate Mr. Schlechterberry's birthday at Shea.
Centennial Day Parade-May 10, 2008
This year Floral Park celebrates turning 100. Part of the festivities was a parade through town. Many politicians, fire trucks and civic groups turned out to march. Nicole marched with her Girl Scout troop. Her troop leader, Mrs. Schlectherberry, said she waved like a queen. Perhaps it is watching all of the Disney parades?
Winner-again!
Jessica did it again! She entered an essay contest on why she loves living in Floral Park. It is our town's Centennial and she won for the sixth grade. Here is the award winning essay:
I love Floral Park because of its memories. My family’s memories travel all the way back to when my great grandparents’ raised my grandmother on Hemlock Street. I continue to make memories on Daisy Avenue.
Memories are the stories of the good and the bad times passed down from generation to generation. I enjoy hearing stories from my grandmother about what Floral Park looked like, how it changed and all that she can remember about it. My grandma talks about playing volleyball down at the park with her friends just like my mother used to. My grandma also talks about the shops that used to exist on Tulip Avenue. My grandma still drives by the house she grew up in to check on its condition.
My father tells stories about what Floral Park looked like, what he experienced and his fondest memories. A few of my father’s memories of growing up in Floral Park is when they filmed the Reebok commercial on Tulip Avenue, participating in the Sewanhaka High School homecoming parades, and he recalls with great joy jumping off the high dive board at the Floral park pool and wishes that it still existed.
Even now at my young age, I already have some cherished memories of Floral Park that I hope to pass on to my children. I love recalling the first time I dove off the diving board at the pool. I can not wait to tell my kids of my days at school, especially my class winning Olympic Day two years in a row. Even the lemonade stands that my friends and I made have been stored away in my head for future generations.
Memories have to be cherished. Memories are a piece of history in someone’s mind. Memories allow you the chance to recall good times and friends you had in Floral Park. My family has many memories of Floral Park. I look forward to adding to that list. Memories of Floral Park can last more than a lifetime.
Memories are the stories of the good and the bad times passed down from generation to generation. I enjoy hearing stories from my grandmother about what Floral Park looked like, how it changed and all that she can remember about it. My grandma talks about playing volleyball down at the park with her friends just like my mother used to. My grandma also talks about the shops that used to exist on Tulip Avenue. My grandma still drives by the house she grew up in to check on its condition.
My father tells stories about what Floral Park looked like, what he experienced and his fondest memories. A few of my father’s memories of growing up in Floral Park is when they filmed the Reebok commercial on Tulip Avenue, participating in the Sewanhaka High School homecoming parades, and he recalls with great joy jumping off the high dive board at the Floral park pool and wishes that it still existed.
Even now at my young age, I already have some cherished memories of Floral Park that I hope to pass on to my children. I love recalling the first time I dove off the diving board at the pool. I can not wait to tell my kids of my days at school, especially my class winning Olympic Day two years in a row. Even the lemonade stands that my friends and I made have been stored away in my head for future generations.
Memories have to be cherished. Memories are a piece of history in someone’s mind. Memories allow you the chance to recall good times and friends you had in Floral Park. My family has many memories of Floral Park. I look forward to adding to that list. Memories of Floral Park can last more than a lifetime.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
A New Adventure-Scrabble Road Show
JetBlue University has a blog for the faculty. Today, one of my colleagues started a new blog talking about adventures. It has a picture of one of my favorite adventurers, Indiana Jones. In the blog, it mentions how playing Scrabble is not an adventure. Clearly, he never played with my friend Dawn.
Dawn is at her most competitive during a game of Scrabble. Many a nights her family and mine would get together. Some nights we would play Scrabble. Jim and Dawn would go crazy trying to win. Ray and I would just try to spell "it" and duck the fireworks between the other two. Luckily, our four children would be down in the basement without a care in the world.
Today we learned our friends, Dawn and Ray and their sons, Mark and Eric, would be starting a new adventure this summer in Chatham, NJ. While I will miss the traditions we had a neighbors and friends, I am excited for them. Ray will not have the terrible commute to NJ everyday and we now our the proud owners of a whole snowblower.
As for adventures, we will just take the Scrabble game over the bridge. Who knows-maybe I will win!
Dawn is at her most competitive during a game of Scrabble. Many a nights her family and mine would get together. Some nights we would play Scrabble. Jim and Dawn would go crazy trying to win. Ray and I would just try to spell "it" and duck the fireworks between the other two. Luckily, our four children would be down in the basement without a care in the world.
Today we learned our friends, Dawn and Ray and their sons, Mark and Eric, would be starting a new adventure this summer in Chatham, NJ. While I will miss the traditions we had a neighbors and friends, I am excited for them. Ray will not have the terrible commute to NJ everyday and we now our the proud owners of a whole snowblower.
As for adventures, we will just take the Scrabble game over the bridge. Who knows-maybe I will win!
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