Breaking News: Forever Lives the

Tree!By: Emily Soto

Tuesday night, August 24, 2010,

there was a storm with heavy rains

and strong winds. The tree outside

Mrs. Nair’s room was blown down

during the storm. The school is very

lucky that it didn’t fall towards the

classroom. Some people wonder what

we would do if the big tree in the front

of the school fell towards the

classroom.

Juliana says, “I will sort of be

happy because we wouldn’t have

school and I wouldn’t have to do

language. I would also be sad because

I would miss the tree.”

When the tree bloomed, it was very

pretty, although the smell was

appaling, Rose and Erin say, “It’s very

sad, but on the bright side it won’t

smell.”

The tree will always be in our hearts.

By: Kyle Dira

M.I.S Times is bringing the times

back! At M.I.S Times we report all

the shocking and important news

that is happening in our class. We

have a full hard working staff who

make this paper what it is. All of

the comics, puzzles, random facts,

and other games are made by

Rohan Nair and Dylan Provenzano.

Our illustrators are the skillful

Frankie O’Neill and Rose. The

interesting photos were put up by

Julian Norton-Abad. Jessica Strode

and Hunter gather art, literature,

and op-ed pieces. Emily Soto,

Macey Arseculeratne, Juliana

Middlebrook, and Kyle Dira are the

staff writers reporting around the

class. Our awesome editors, Erin

Baker and Rose Kagiyama, carry

the difficult task of organizing and

managing the M.I.S Times.

Introducing MIS TIMES!!!!!!

THE TREE PREVIOUSLY! THE TREE NOW! THE TREE GONE!

MIS TIMES! ! ISSUE NO. 1

! MONTESSORI INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL

By: Macey Arseculeratne

The Ice Cream Social was a fun activity where parents, teachers, pupils, friends, and family

all got together at the school and socialized. Students served ice cream, beverages, and

listened to music. Everyone had a great time and enjoyed getting to know each other.

“The Ice Cream Social was very successful. I think the children enjoyed it because there was

irrigation and they could play in the water!” said Mrs. Nair. This was a sweet, sweet social

that MIS will never forget!

MEET THE EDITORS: ERIN AND ROSE!

Let’s meet the editors, Erin and Rose! The two 8th graders hold the

most important role in the newspaper. They have been doing a great job

keeping people in line and things in order. Erin says, “It’s really fun to

do this because I get to see what the other students are capable of.”

Students’ ThoughtsThe students have great faith that Erin and Rose will succeed not only in

this issue, but in the issues to come.

THE ICE CREAM SOCIAL

The students are cleaning up the

patio for the Ice Cream Social.Parents and students alike

enjoyed delicious ice cream

floats!

Meet Mrs. Karen!RANDOM FACTS

• A BLUE WHALE’S

TONGUE WEIGHS

MORE THAN AN

ELEPHANT.

• THE LENGTH

FROM YOUR

WRIST TO YOUR

ELBOW IS THE

SAME LENGTH AS

YOUR FOOT.

• AN OCTOPUS

HAS THREE

HEARTS.

• IT IS PHYSICALLY

IMPOSSIBLE FOR

PIGS TO LOOK UP

AT THE SKY.

• PEANUT BUTTER

CAN BE

CONVERTED

INTO A

DIAMOND.

• A CROCODILE

CAN’T STICK ITS

TONGUE OUT.

• MORE THAN 50%

OF HUMAN

BEINGS HAVEN’T

MADE OR

RECEIVED A

PHONE CALL.

• THERE IS A

PHOBIA FOR

LONG WORDS:

Hippopotomonstro

sesquipedaliophobi

a!

By: Juliana Middlebrook

Meet Mrs. Karen, an awesome science teacher.

When she was a child, she wanted to be an

astronaut or doctor. But, later she didn’t want to be

an astronaut because she realized that she gets

motion sickness. When she was older, she went to

college, but she had 15 years left and decided not

to finish. She has been teaching for 15 years, and

says she loves it. “It is fun because the class gets to

do cool experiments, and I get to make a difference

in my students’ lives by teaching them facts and

ideas.”

Some of her pastimes are traveling, golfing with

her family, and going to the movie theaters. Her

best talents are creating new ideas, and making

new things. “I wake up at night and come up with

good ideas,” she says. The students are very happy

to have Mrs. Karen as their new science teacher.

UPCOMING

EVENTS

•Book Club in

Discussion.

•Stretch and

Grow on

Wednesdays.

•United Nations

Potluck on

October 23.

The Year Has Gone By

The year has gone by,

It can be sad and depressing

Or it can be happy and cheery

The world can come to war,

But the year has gone by.

And a new one has begun.

But war still goes on

And soon peace comes.

Peace is here all year,

Peace is here ‘till the end of life.

And we are here, too.

And I am glad.

--Emily Soto

Flowers in the Sunset

Flowers in green glass

With a ribbon around.

No forest, no ocean,

No fields of grass.

A single small table

In a sunset of vibrant colors.

Only a scene found in

A story or fable.

Vivid flowers from purple to red

Of buds and leaves,

Not a single one dead.

On the small table;

The vase is placed

It’s beauty not hidden.

By glass, not cased.

--Miyako Musakui

Homework! Oh

Homework!

Homework! Oh, homework!

I hate you! You stink!

I wish I could wash you

away in the sink.

If only a bomb

would blow you to bits.

Homework! Oh, homework!

You’re giving me fits.

I’d rather take a bath

with a man eating shark,

or wrestle a lion

alone in the dark,

eat spinach and liver,

pet ten porcupines,

than tackle the homework

my teacher assigns.

Homework! Oh, homework!

You’re last on my list.

I simply can’t see

why you even exist.

If you just disappeared

it would tickle me pink.

Homework! Oh, homework!

I hate you! You stink!

--Shel Silverstein

I Can’t Come to

School Today

I can’t come to school today

An avalanche of books trapped me

in my room

I quote the 33rd reason not to have

homework,

My room is flooded with papers

If only I learned how to swim

I can’t even find my way out

There’s a new flu I have

You wouldn’t believe me if I told you

But I have homework-itis.

I told you, you wouldn’t believe me.

I have sags in my eyes

From staying up late doing

homework.

I have tape, paper, gum, pencils, and

pens in my hair.

I’m nailed in bed by pencils and

pens.

What? You want to talk to my mom?

You don’t believe me? Fine!

What? It’s Saturday!

Okay, then good-bye, I have to go

out and play.

--Jessica Strode

Inspired by Shel Silverstein

Poems!

Part of the

Seasonsby Anonymous

! IT WAS A COLD AND

SNOWY NIGHT IN NEW YORK.

EVERYONE WAS IN THEIR HOME

ASLEEP BUT ONE CHILD. HE

HAD BEEN AWAKE ALL NIGHT

LONG, AND HAD NO HOME

AND NO FAMILY.

He sleeps under a bench in

the park and thinks about

what tomorrow is going to

be like. During the day, he

would hide in one of the

alleys, so he wouldn’t be

found and put into an

orphanage.

" It was a frosty night, the

snow came down hard, his

nose turned as red as the

berries that grew on the

bushes during spring. His

face and fingers turned

purple and blue. His little

toes and feet were buried

under the snow. In the

distance, he saw

something. He was scared

and too cold to see what it

was, but he had the

courage to say something

to it. His lips were as dry as

a rusty wheel. He hadn’t

spoken to anything in days,

and he trembled while he

spoke. He asked who it was.

It looked at him and

started coming up to him.

He was frightened, but

when he saw what it was,

he felt a little better.

" “It’s a dog,” he said to

himself, and the dog

cuddled up to him and laid

on the boy’s little cold feet

all night, and he fell asleep

with the dogs help of

keeping him warm.

" It was the next morning,

and the dog was gone. He

wondered where it was, but

he just figured that it went

to its owner. He went to the

alley and found the dog

sitting there waiting for the

little boy. The dog had

brought him food from the

bakery a block away. The

boy didn’t want to steal it,

but he hadn’t eaten for

days. He smelt the fresh

loaf of bread and wanted it

very badly so he took it.

The dog stared at him

blankly. The boy wasn’t

sure what the dog wanted,

but he offered the dog a

piece of bread and the dog

ate it quickly.. The boy

thought to himself and

decided to call him Boney.

The boy felt that there was

something wrong, and

decided to name himself.

He wondered what a good

name would be for him. He

called himself Harley.

That’s a good name, he

thought.

" Harley and Boney stayed

together for years and were

happy together. But, the

dog got sick and was going

to die. The dog was in

misery, and the boy was

sad for the dog. He had to

take him out of his misery.

Harley got a knife out,

tears running down his

face. It was the only friend

he had ever had. “I’m not

ready to do this,” he

thought, but he lifted up his

hand and got ready until

someone shot and killed

the boy and the dog.

! Eventually, autumn

came and leaves buried

them. Then the winter

came and buried them in

snow. Then in the spring,

the grass buried them,

almost as if they were

never there. But, they are

part of the seasons.

Stories!

by Hunter White5th Grade

• • •

by Rohan Nair5th Grade

• • •

ART!

by Jessie Strode5th Grade

• • •

by Julian Norton-Abad7th Grade

• • •

by Frankie O’Neill5th Grade

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by Macey Arseculeratne5th Grade

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MIS Word Scramble

N F G K T P O B E I S A N C E D D H A S

Z O N S K K L X O K L Z H L Y E I A V R

P T I Z S F S R G G J D C G R R L T B R

M I T T M P K U R P B B C K W I L H I L

N O A H A R V V J M A E J T B V A T O X

Z Z E I H P T Y S S P T G N K I P R J N

A D R O I H R I L A D E N U E N E H E C

M L T J J K T U Y F B Y T V I G D P C H

E J N G N O S S S R Y B P F V L E B A G

I B E G P O T H G U O R W P N N I C J R

A X O S N H G W O L G H S A T E A N L E

F X E N X Q N R Y G P V H H S E J E G U

O D O X Y E A Q A N A O E O X E T N R E

H V M U L K X M X J R V I Z B M G C K L

L L Z G T M C K Z Y M K A H K W D S H D

BEGUILING DERIVING DESPOTISM

EBONY ENTREATING HATH

JARGON LADEN LORE

NEPENTHE OBEISANCE PALLID

ROHAN USURPATION WROUGHT

The Staff!

Editors ! Erin Baker

! Rose Kagiyama

Writers !

! Macey Arseculeratne

Kyle Dira

! Juliana Middlebrook

! Emily Soto

Copy Editors

! Jessica Strode

! Hunter White

Illustrator !

! Frankie O’Neill

Photojournalist

! Julian Norton-Abad

Puzzler/Facts!

Rohan Nair