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Happiness by Lonnie Collins Motion by Jenna Mark

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Happiness by Lonnie Collins Motion by Jenna Mark

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Memory by Lonnie Collins Motion by Alex Euscher and William Fan

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Memory by Lonnie Collins Motion by Alex Euscher and William Fan

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Mama    By Lonnie Collins Motion     Read by Isabel Lan

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Mama    By Lonnie Collins Motion     Read by Isabel Lan

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MeMovie by Timothy Martin and Austin Jones

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MeMovie by Timothy Martin and Austin Jones

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By Delia P. And Sunny K

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Me Movie by Andrew Mee and Matthew Mendoza 

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Me Movie by Andrew Mee and Matthew Mendoza 

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By: Brianna Ruiz and Elizabeth Mc

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MeMovie by Sydney Kelso and Cassie Stewart~ LaTenya ||

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MeMovie by Sydney Kelso and Cassie Stewart~ LaTenya ||

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Rodney - Memovie by Bailey Maierson and Rachel Melman

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Rodney - Memovie by Bailey Maierson and Rachel Melman

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Lili and I dressed for

Easter parents are laughing

Everyone smiles at camera

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When people ask how,
I say a fire took them, but,
it couldn't take them all.

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It's December ninth

A light with smoke fill my mind

The bitter stuff comes

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mama loved that song

we would dance around the room

how i got my name

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thinking of mama smelling the honeysuckle powder flames took them from me

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It was December The ninth,the day my parents died I never said bye

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Lonnie can not bear it.

Miss Edna can't watch doesn't like.

December 9th hurts.

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Haiku: How I Got My Name By: William Fan

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Haiku: How I Got My Name By: William Fan

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Do the locomotion, that's How I got my name. We would Dance until we dropped.

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Eric has a bad Diesease I'm a little bit Worried, I miss him

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new boy is in town/we call him anything but/ his name which is Clyde

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Dear Mama,

It has been a long time now. I can still remember the good times I had with you and
Lili. Have I told you how much I loved you? I remember your loving hugs and
warm smiles. Your death had been a cut in my heart. The hardest part of your
death was that we got sent to foster homes. It would be nice if you could come
and see me right now and hug me with your loving hugs and smile at me with your
warmest smiles. I’m really sorry for your death, it was pain for me but I knew
it had taken you away. But I still think that it couldn’t have taken you away. If
you were here right now, I would play with you, like we did before, before death
had taken you away, to continue our life together. Thank you for taking cat of
me.

Love,

Lonnie.

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Haiku Summary of Eric Poem- Cassie Stewart

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Haiku Summary of Eric Poem- Cassie Stewart

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Miss Marcus is sad
Eric has to stay at the
hospital for a while

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Dear Mama,

It’s been 4 years now. Did I ever tell you what I loved about you most? I loved your warm smiles, your caring hugs, and… your presence just made me happy. Your death has left me mentally wounded, but slowly, I am learning to channel my emotion. The hardest thing about your death was that we were put into foster homes. Worse, Lili and I were separated, and we rarely see each other. I’m really sorry for the times I was being obstinate and you had to put up with me. If you were here now, I would embrace you and never let go. Thank you for supporting me while you could, but I must continue.

Love,

Locomotion

P.S.: Miss Edna, my foster parent, called me her son! And Rodney, her son, called a little brother!

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At church preacher talks
Boys in suits women in hats
people say yes lord

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i went to visit

lili only for one hour in

an ugly building

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I failed my test

I just don't get why its this

They say its the truth

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that stupid fire couldn't

-didn't take them away

nothing could do that

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orange flames, screaming

lily cries for her mama

dressed in black to grieve

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Letter to mom from lonnie by: Alex Euscher

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Letter to mom from lonnie by: Alex Euscher

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Dear mom,

Today is the anniversary, and it is cold, wet, and rainy, and I’m also lying here sick; crying like a little baby. Why did that fire have to happen, and why did it have to take away you and dad. Oh and it’s even worse now that me and Lily got separated. I just wished that none of it ever happened so that I wouldn’t have to sit here alone, all by myself, but be with my family instead.

Your loving son,
Lonnie

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Letter to Pops- From Locomotion     Caroline Pace

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Letter to Pops- From Locomotion     Caroline Pace

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Hey Pops-

My best memory of you was when we went to a Mets game one summer. I ate blue cotton candy and your hat flew off when you stood up to cheer. I haven’t forgotten this. The hardest part of your death is all the memories. Good ones. Even the bad ones, like the time we went all the way to the park to negotiate with the hot dog guy, because he was a Yankees fan. Then it started to rain. I’m sorry about that. This hole still sits in my heart as black as the ashes sitting in the fire from your death. I know you can’t come back, but your death is a part of me. Sometimes I wish you were here to be with me and Lily.

Love,

Locomotion

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Lamont likes rap

He wrote a lot of good songs

They actually seem good

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The monsters that come

Don't breathe fire or have two heads

They are normal boys

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Letter to Mama~From Lonnie       Isabel Lan

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Letter to Mama~From Lonnie       Isabel Lan

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Dear Mama,

It’s been a few years now. How are ya doing? I’ve found out that the saying, “Pain tends to heal as time passes,” isn’t true. After all, I still feel my pain, an unhealed black hole in the pit of my stomach. That saying isn’t true. My pain is still here. I guess it would’ve been nice if you and Daddy hadn’t left. Some people say it’s fate, but I don’t believe in fate. Or destiny. I just think that you were in the wrong place at the wrong time, and God was too late. That’s all. But I’ll show you, Mama. Because I know that strong people will fall, but the stronger will get up and shake off the dirt on their clothes. I’ll become stronger, too, Mama. For you, Daddy, and Lili. But mostly, for me. Mama, I know nothing will ever take you away. Not you or Daddy. Never. Because you guys’ memories will always be in my heart. Lili’s too, I’m sure. I love you. I love you. I love you. You know why I want to be stronger the most, Mama? Because the stronger I get, the more I’ll love you.

Love,

Lonnie

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my sister and i we get to visit but yet this is different

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eric got sick, he / is in the hospital, mrs. / marcus' class is sad

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Dear Mom

I remember when you took me to sea world, and let me do anything I want. The hardest part of your death for me is you not being there. I loved all the stuff you did for me. It would have been nice if you took more picture so I could have better and more memories. Im really sorry when I got all mad and did crazy stuff after you told me to stop a million times. My best time with you was when we danced to the locomotion. If you were here right now I would dance to the locomotion with you and everyone else and we would have a blast. Thank you for everything you did for me.
Love Locomotion

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pigeons flying high / white large goop drops on your head / duck! it is too late...

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Hey Pops,

We played baseball at school today. Do you remember when we played ball together? You were real good, and I was starting to get better. I ain’t so good anymore. I got a new teacher. Her name is Mrs. Marcus. She tells me to write a lot. You remember the stories you use to tell us? I do. I’m gonna remember all of them cause you ain’t here to tell them no more. Mrs. Edna tells me stories, but they’re not as good as yours. Why did that fire happen, Pops? Our family didn’t do nothing to deserve being split up like this. I’ve got to go, Mrs. Edna’s calling me.

-Love, Locomotion

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Dear Mama,

You remember the nice honeysuckle talc powder smell. Well, sometimes I do. Before I would have a chance to talk you would embrace me and could feel your warm hands. You always said  everything is going to be alright but right now my mind is about to
blow. I wish my life would just start all over again. I have flashbacks every
day and everything I do now, is different.
Love,
Locomotion

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Dear Mom and Dad,

I miss you a lot.Sometimes I wish you were her, but that would be selfish. I was just thinkingabout when you guys were still there to tuck me in. I wish you were here to seeLilli and the beautiful little girl she has grown to be. She told me to look for
God, so I thought this was the first step. Some days I miss you lots, some days
I miss you so much it’s hard to breathe. It’s like my life is a hurricane, some
days I am in the eye of the storm and other days I am raging throughout the
storm. I miss you lots. I love you. I hope heaven is great.

Love,

Locomotion

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Letter to Mama~ From Locomotion       Claire Meador

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Letter to Mama~ From Locomotion       Claire Meador

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Dear Mama,

Remember when you said it’s okay to be angry? Well, I’m feeling pretty angry right now, but I don’t have any reason to. I should be sad, but I’m angry instead. I’m real sorry for all those times I yelled at you, or cried because I couldn’t get that Superman action figure I really wanted. If you were here right now, I would apologize for everything I’d done to make you feel bad. Maybe I could go back in time, and stop the fire. I think about that almost 100 times a day. I miss you, Mama.

Love,

Locomotion

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Letter to Dad-from Lonnie   Caroline Pace

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Letter to Dad-from Lonnie   Caroline Pace

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Hey Pops,

My best memory with you was when we went to a Mets game one summer. I ate blue cotton candy and your hat flew off when you stood up to cheer. I haven't forgotten this. The hardest part about your death is the memories. Good ones. And even the bad ones, like the time we went all the way to the park just to negotiate with the hot dog man

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Dear Mom,

It's Lonnie. I really miss you! You were my best friend. I still remember when you would sit behind me on the couch and stroke my hair, it was one of the best feelings in the world, and i miss it. It would've been nice if we could've talked one last time. You know, said our goodbyes, but you don't always get what you want, so we have to cope with what we've got. If you were here right now, I would hug you so tight and never let you go. you were my whole world and now you're just gone. The hardest part about your death is how since it happened to both of y'all I now have no one to hang out with or do the Locomotion with. I miss you so much, and maybe one day I can find you again, and we'll have just as much fun as before.

Love,

Locomotion

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Letter to Dad-From Lonnie by Bailey Maierson

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Letter to Dad-From Lonnie by Bailey Maierson

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Letter to Dad-From Lonnie

Dear Dad,

I remember when we used to toss around a ball and have a real good time. It would’ve been better if you stuck around longer ‘cause we could’ve had lots of fun. When I was little, we’d go to that ol’ park on Halsey Street and you’d lift me up on them monkey bars. Those were the good times. If you were here right now, I would hug you forever and ever. I miss you, ‘cause I love you dad.

Your Son,

Locomotion

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Letter to Dad- From Lonnie--Bailey Maierson

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Letter to Dad- From Lonnie--Bailey Maierson

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Dear Dad,

I remember when we used to toss around a ball and have a real good time. It would’ve been better if you stuck around longer ‘cause we could’ve had lots of fun. When I was little, we’d go to that ol’ park on Halsey Street and you’d lift me up on them monkey bars. Those were the good times. If you were here right now, I would hug you forever and ever. I miss you, ‘cause I love you dad.

Your Son,

Locomotion

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at the park in may

lightning bug dreams in my hand

hope in city skies

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Firefly MeMovie by Mr. Bancroft, Ms. Hulbirt, and Ms. Saldivar

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Firefly MeMovie by Mr. Bancroft, Ms. Hulbirt, and Ms. Saldivar