For our village class this Sunday, we heard the story of two heroes: Rosa Parks and Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., and their efforts to make a more peaceful, fair, free world.
After the story, we talked about our own dreams--dreams for others, dreams for the future, dreams for ourselves.
My dream is a monster hiding in a cave.--Jack |
A monster snowflake that hurts the meany heads.--Max |
My dream is to have a pony when we get a farm.--Lexi |
My dream is that everyone will be nice to everyone else.--Sasha |
Last night I dreamed I was in outer space and a comet went past. Out of nowhere a star appeared in front of me, and all these little stars around it.--Izzy |
A big snowflake falling on the ground and the sun came up and melted it away.--Aidan |
My dream is that police officers will stop killing innocent people. No more guns!--Crissy |
My dream is that people will use garbage instead of gas to power their cars.--Jonathan |
My dream is people playing together.--Luis |
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