"Why did we have to move, Dad?" All my friends are having fun in California and I'm stuck here in Toronto with no friends at all. you said I should have fun in the summer. This place..." His father stops him. "This place is filled with excitement and adventure. This is a wonderful city to live in. When yu get back into school, you'll meet a lot of friends. In the meantime, let's go have some fun; watching the city baseball team play; hit down some bowling pins; it will be great, just like the good times back in San Francisco." "But it's different. The Toronto Blue Jays are not that good. Look at the A's and the Giants. The A's were division leaders 4 or 5 times in a row. The Giants went to the World Series a couple of years ago. And bowling, the have cosmic bowling in the Bay Area, and here? I bet bowling here is just plain bowling, with the lights turned on with no music. They might even have wooden bowling balls. Well, the point is that home is different now. We don't have an upstairs anymore, no more room for my pet dog, Fluffy, to run around, no more video games becase you threw them away. Back home, we used to have a pool, a trampoline, a garage!" "Ummmm, son?" "A backyard, a front yard, a basketball court!" "Ben?!" Ben, the boy that is mad, does not notice the mice that are coming out from the hole. Dad tells Ben to be quiet. " Shhh Ben, don't scare the mice away. If we catch them, we won't have any more problems. I guarantee it." "Oh great. This summer is getting worse. We have mice in the house. What next? Lizards? "Shh," Now Dad is getting mad. "Don't you say a word. Now give me that bucket over there." After Ben had given the bucket to Dad, he jumps onto the counter to watch the action. "It's going to get ugly." Ben whispers to himself. Ben closes his eyes. When you opens them, Dad has bloodmarks all over his face. He caught the mice, but it was a bloody fight. Dad had used forks and knifes to cut them up. "here's the bucket, that oughta teach them a lesson. Ben continues," As I was saying, we have no basement, no attic, no.." "Ummm, Ben?" you can't interrupt me now, Dad." "It is your turn to do the killing." Ben looks on the ground. Lizards, everywhere! "Awww, Dad. I'm going to die! they are so big! "Don't worry. Lizards don't bite, they scratch." "My misery is just beginning. "

If i were the boss i would go travel all around the world with some friends

If i were the boss there would be "C" (Chessy) rated movies, a sport called Shq and Kobe, video cameras in a basketball.

If i were the boss everybody would listen to iPODS, be as smart as calculators, play a game called Poly Want A Cracker.

If i were the boss there would be four-day weekends, bumblebees on bobbleheads, a person can be homeless and still be the boss.

I have lost your toys in the park where they drowned until they went to the bottom,

I know you're angry at me but i had no choice,

Forgive me, but you killed my rat putting him throug the shredder.

I am a boy with no eyes, I want to see, I need to look into the outside world, I hear these wonderful stories about nature, I wish i could see, I am a boy with no eyes.

I pretend to be seen, I don't know where i am, I worry someone's going to hurt me, I try to be confident, I am a boy with no eyes.

I dream of being a doctor, I cry when i have the chance, i wonder what it is like to be out there, I am not wearing any pants, I am a boy with no eyes.

There are dust and moss on my pots and pans

Everywhere they want to be they are worthless like an ant in the sky

They have fought a long day, hanging around in the cupboard waiting to be fired upon on their big bottoms.

They sit on top of stoves like children in hell.

All the trees, flowers, roses, have toched your heart, Even the Three Stooges, no one will tear us apart, you will know what is true, For ou are my majesty, even though you are a jew, people like you are quite a few. Where do you like to go? Movies, parks, anywhere? Let's go to Reno, I love ou, I swear, you are my love, you are nothing but a dove.

I sing of blue blossoms and tan trees

of the hard winds and light breeze

i dream f butterflies in the air

which brings me up to anywhere

i write poems that are about red roses

i see them doing their poses

i sing of green grass,little leaves, and cute cold moles,

being the only thing that is botherng me are fleas

i dream of puppets dancing in the rain

i can never think wih my smart brain

i will never forget about the nature

for i will always be ready for the next adventure.

When i had my first basketball game, I remember, My teammates playing with me on the court, my mom and dad cheering for me in the stands, my brother watches me from the sideline like he is a cheerleader, I remember the moment i held the ball in my hands i felt a feeling in my hands that i wanted to shoot the ball When i shot the ball, the ball came out of my hands and into the basket, I remember my teammates congratulating me when i made the shot it felt good to be a star, I remember after the game, everybody congratulated me on how i played so well, Ever since that i thought to become a basketball player when i grow up.

Sadness in the night

Fireflies engulfing it up

The sun is burning in water

My mother tells me

that i should be sad

about the ways of life,

She told me about the whiteness of a tree

which reminded me that they were me,

I haven't got enough time to joke around

because all there is to it

is nothing but counterfeit

my mother is in prison

my father is out at sea

that's where he wants to be

my sister is in a cell

i am in hell

i'm worthless like an ant

but powerful like a king

i cab ne anywhere i want to be

nobody can stop me

i have been through the times,

i am sad where i am

when i'm happy,

i want to be somewhere else

but i am just a worthless piece of art

which makes me hink of

i am your fart

from this day on,

i will be sad

sad enough

to be mad!

They cheer me on the court every game, why would I be afraid? I'm not afraid, at least I don't think I am. The buzzer alarms. We get on the court and practice. The buzzer alarms again.

It all began when someone left the window open. Mr. waterswanted some air in the night, and so he opened the window. He was sleeping on th couch when suddenly a big loud sound woke him up. He looked out the window. there was a enormous cloud of smoke in the air. Mr. Waters wondered what happened. So he walked downstairs to look. When he's halfway downstairs, he hears a noise upstairs. He just remembered. He forogot to close the window when he went down. He qickly ran back up the stairs and into his room. Unfortunately, he had been too late. His room was filled with fragments of his furniture on the floor. He looked up. He was the most scarest person he had ever seen. A vampire! The bloodsucking human being is twice the size of Mr. Waters. Hehas two fangs that you can see at the top of his teeth. It looks like the vampireis going to suck his blood. The vampire starts snarling. Mr. Watersd runs quickly to the door and out. But he was too slow. The vampire flew over to Mr. Waters and bit him on the neck, also getting the blood. Mr Waters is going to be one of them now. "That's how it all started." said one of Mr. Water's neighors.

I walked onto the Piedmont court, where it all started. I wasn't ready for the action of basketball, but ready for sleeping. I was the first one to get there out of my whole team. I read the court like a cat reading a catching a mouse. The lines around the court are filled with licorice. The foul line is made of a yellow-greenish color. just for players to see it. I just realized that there are five gyms in Piedmont. All five gyms have one full court for playing basketball. The basketball hoop of the full courts is as bright as the sun. It is as new is a born baby. Its backboard is as flat as a wooden floor. I pretend the audience is there, cheering our team onto the finals. My coaches stand there in awe. The other team is just lying there, waiting for the misery to end. POOF!!! My teammates come in seeing me on the bench, bored and afraid. 

I am from the dry grass from my backyard, from TVs to computers, from Hong Kong to California. I am from a friendly neighborhood, always saying thank you and good-bye, I once thought ey wre family.

I am from mashed potatoes with gravy to pizza. from carpet floors to wooden floors, Which don't make a difference) from the apple trees to the peach trees, which, in my heart, consists of love and passion.

I am from the furniture of my granmother's huse to the dusty chairs and tables inside my house. I am from the five verses my parents USED to say to me and a petal of a rose. I am from the old wrinkled pictures in my cabinet to the creatures under my bed, trying to catch me and put me aside without my parents (i thought there were creatures) I am from those moments -- an old family tree, that consists of my memories, to the new family tree, which made by my future kids' memories.