My Ideal World: Sampurna

 

In Language Arts this year, we read The Last Cuentista. One of the main themes of the book is the idea of an ideal world. We met with local artist Peg Gignoux, to make our books, by glueing prints of flowers and painted music notes to our book. It was a super fun process and I’m really proud of what I created! Now presenting: My Ideal World… Enjoy!

“Hello! Hello, hello! I’m Lil, and I’ll be your guide of Sampurna!” Lil grins down at me. “I’m so excited! I just love being a guide!” I beam back at her, matching her golden retriever energy. Right from the start, I can tell this might just be the one—the planet I will choose to live on forever. The hardest-working, kindest, most innovative people are selected yearly to pick any planet they want to live on. We’re called the Gallivanters. We spend the good part of a year surveying all the planets, which might be the best part of the experience.

“Hi!” I say. I introduce myself and gasp at this planet’s beauty. “So this is Sampurna. Wow. I-it’s beautiful.” I can see the whole of the planet from my overhead view.

“I know, it is. I chose this planet, actually. I was a Gallivanter, too!” she says. Lil seems like just the person the council would pick as a Gallivanter. Merry, bright, always smiling. I’m still holding my breath that the Universal Council will call to tell me it’s all a fluke. Sure, I always try to be kind and friendly to everyone, but I’m not perfect.

We start to descend down to the planet in a long, clear elevator tube, and Lil asks me what I want to learn about first. “Well, how are the schools here?” My schooling has always been important to me, and I want to make sure Sampurna will fit those needs. Lil opens her mouth to answer, but she’s interrupted by something.

“Welcome to Sampurna, a place where all belong and all are accepted.”

“That’s the head speaker,” Lil explains. “Whenever anyone descends down to Sampurna, it broadcasts that message into our minds. Anyways, schools! All classes are taught outside, and children learn survival skills along with their other rudimentary skills, such as math and language arts. Once a day, children have a private lesson, only the student and instructor. Once a month, children meet privately with a guidance counselor.  After children have completed all of school, they are required to do community service for six months. Community service includes things like working at a recycling facility or taking important community jobs no one else wants to do. After their eleventh birthday, all children pick an expedition, a place they will travel to, and they will collect research for about two weeks. Children pick places like our famous rainforest, the Elysian Thicket, or the frigid tundra, Icealice. A popular choice is the sweeping beaches in Ocanden, the Sally Beaches. Children can pass a test for each subject to be moved up a level. All curriculum is the same all around the Sampurna, and instead of grades, there are levels.”

“That sounds amazing! Private lessons! Expeditions!” I exclaim. I didn’t expect it to be this good! We step out of the tube onto the surface of the planet. It’s squishy to the touch, like there’s water underneath us. The ground is covered in a mossy-like plant, and when I reach down to touch it, it shakes like a dog wagging its tail, and a small pink flower blooms.

“That’s the Lichilen,” Lil supplies. “Aww, it likes you.”

“What’s the government like here?” I inquire. Lil smiles.

“Well, each year, masses of people on Sampurna tune in on their home holosperes-” she somehow makes government seem like an epic saga, and her never-bending excitement is contagious “-to vote on members of congress, judges, medical officials, and the Head Sampa. Several identification steps exist before you can log in and secure your vote, such as fingerprint, mouth swab, and face recognition. The holosperes can also detect whether you are voting in your own will or being forced, an entirely hypothetical scenario seeing as to no one this has happened.” Lil adds the last part quickly.

We keep walking on the surface as trees and vines surround us. I can spot a handful of kids who must be in school, wonderstruck by an orange horse-sized reptile lying on their teacher’s lap.

“Each member of the government plays a very significant part in ruling. The fifteen judges have the power to vote out the Head Sampa, as well as having to approve all inventions before they are given to the public. The medical officials, a group of five individuals, must approve drugs and medicine. One hundred people are part of the congress, and they make laws. They have the ability to vote out the Head Sampa if eighty or more agree and the Judges or Medical Officials if sixty-five or more agree. Government officials can choose if they would like to live in The Lilac House or use their holosperes to work remotely. The Lilac House is on a beach and has a beautiful view. And I mean beautiful!” Lil must have heard these questions dozens of times. She perfectly strikes the balance between well-preparedness and enthusiasm, managing not to sound robotic while also seeming like an expert.

“Now, what would you like to hear about next?”

“Erm, what about the geography of this place?” I ask.

“Sampurna is in the Bovas system, where three other planets, Varuna, Lush, and Thelea, also spin. Sampurna’s sun is named Rora 674.  There are no countries in Sampurna because Sampurna is fully united. Sampurna has a giant river floating in the air—yes! The air!- called the Combawatia, or the Bawa for short. One part of Sampurna, where most of the people live, called the Ranigalia district,  is covered in a rainforest landscape. It is always warm there with a slight breeze. Another smaller district, Hyposili, is a bitter tundra with many mountains perfect for skiing and sledding, but no one lives there year-round. The third main district in Sampurna is the Ocanden district, where the Lilac House stands, filled with beautiful beaches, the waves of the Oca Sea sloshing on the shore.” Lil sighs as if imagining it.

So far, Sampurna has exceeded my standards. “Now, how about…the technology! And all the cool inventions?” I ask.

“Of course! Sampurna has many innovative works of technology such as teleportation ports all over the planet. Teleportation ports work by disassembling all the atoms in your body, transporting them on rays of light, and then reassembling them when you reach your destination. Teleportation ports, also known as TPs,”-I giggle-“are very user-friendly; just type in your end location, and you will be whisked away in a cloud of atoms and all things fluffy. Holosperes are one of the most helpful technologies in Sampurna. The spheres, supplied in every house, are capable of almost anything. You can call, text, vote, watch, create, play, customize, eat, send for help, learn, and much more. However, the very thing that keeps Sampurna going is its natural amplification. Every time someone is born, Sampurna grows by just a fraction of an inch to prevent overpopulation.”

My eyes widen. “That’s amazing! That’s so amazing! What are the houses like here?”

“There’s a lot of variety! Each family in Sampurna can buy their own home. If they can prove they cannot afford a house, the government will give them a temporary settlement until they can get back on their feet. That rarely happens, though. Mostly, it’s Gallivanters who have just arrived. Families can sell the house. They have to buy a new house, but no one family can own two houses at the same time unless they are in the process of selling one house. Houses have a built-in holosphere; remember what that is? Houses with two stories have a slide that runs from the top story to the bottom story. All have a backyard with trees, flowers, a garden, a trampoline, or a playground structure. Some houses are built on beaches, floating in the air, on top of trees, over or underwater, or in the rainforest. Each house has a porch and a porch swing.”

“What’s your house like?” I ask.

“Well, I live in the Ranigalia district, and my house is in the canopy layer, the middle part of the rainforest. My house is a two-story bamboo structure with two bedrooms, a kitchen, a living room, two bathrooms, and a slide down to the ground floor of the rainforest. The outside is this rich copper color and looks like I just stacked rows of bamboo on top of each other.  Since my house is suspended in the air, I get many animal visitors. It’s simply beautiful! You just have to visit! Oh, I’ll show you—I mean, if you pick Sampurna, then…you could.”

“What are the animals like here?”

“I can’t possibly tell you about all of them! But I’ll tell you about Sampurna’s mascot. The Golde Masta! They’re very intelligent and gorgeous. Mastas have gigantic golden wings, twice the size of their body, and a long tail.  Mastas’ eyes are also gold. Their fur is rich, deep, brown, and softer than silk, but it is illegal to harvest them. Mastas have small ears on the top of their heads. Their tongues are as long as a giraffe’s and bright blue too! Riding them is such a thrill, soaring through the air, over the trees, the wind in your hair. They only allow a certain few to ride them, people they feel comfortable with. Mastas are rumored to have a sixth sense, to be able to see the light and the dark in a creature.”

“I don’t need to ask any more questions,” I say, and Lil looks concerned. “I already decided…decided to make Sampurna my home!”

Haikus

What is a haiku?

A haiku has seventeen

syllables, three lines

 

The first with five beats

The second contains seven

The third, like first, five

 

Haikus though simple,

Short, small, can still be profound

Some see their beauty

 

Some are blind to

The art of haiku, “Easy”

“I could do that” say

 

The haters with doubts

If haiku is truly art

If you could do that…



Then do it! I’d like

To see just how far you’d get

Maybe then you’ll realize

 

Now, I will display

Another haiku that speaks

fire and flames. Enjoy!




FOR FIRE ON OUR SIDE

 

Crimson inferno

crescendos above, sparking 

a revolution 

 

Prevail, finally

we may, for fire on our side

burn our enemies!

 

The grip is not just

Doesn’t give up on control

Over us. Wish luck…..

 

On an unfightable 

Fight for peace first comes violence

First comes fire—please!




Wisdom Tales


We started the Wisdom Tales project four months ago and it was a great experience. The one to two page tales were divided by where they came from, China, India, Europe, Africa. We read and summarized the stories and determined their morals on Google Slides. I recognized some of the stories, like Paca and Beetle, which felt like the Tortoise and the Hare, and had never heard of others. Sometimes we would act the stories out and read them in front of the class, which was very entertaining. At the end, we picked our favorite story and created a one page comic depicting the tale. 

The story I chose is called The Useless Tree from China. In this story, loggers, carpenters, and lumberjacks come to a forest. They cut down all the trees in the forest but ignored the “useless” tree because it was knotty and twisted. However, the children of the village play on the tree now and the old men rest beneath it. A villager exclaimed one day, “This tree is so useless! If it was useful, it would not be here!” Another replied, “If it was ‘useful’  we would not be able to gather around it and the children would have nowhere to play. It is useful, in its own way.” I said that the moral of the story was that everything has a use. The reason I chose this story is because I thought that it had a good message and the pictures would be fun to draw.

Right before we started drawing our comics, Mr. Peck visited our school. He is a professional artist and also one of my classmate’s dad. Mr. Peck showed us how all characters start from just simple shapes like circles and triangles. The example he gave us was Little Red Riding Hood. Red was depicted as a red triangle. He explained how to make the trees slanted to give the forest, and the reader, an ominous feeling. One thing I learned from him is that the shapes and colors you give your characters are really important. A smooth and circular shaped character will  feel friendly and a bit protective while a character with a lot of angles might feel mean and stubborn.

I created my comic one hundred percent online, using Sketchbook and Comic Life 3. I was already familiar with Sketchbook and had used it many times before and I really like the app. Sketchbook is an online drawing app. The layers feature was very helpful, when illustrating my comic. I had never used Comic Life 3 before, and I got a bit frustrated with it, at the beginning. However, after playing around with it I got the hang of it. I traced the useless tree and loggers off of images, but added my own color. The wisdom tales project was so much fun, and I’m really proud of my finished product!



My Daily Habit Journey

The first day our class did a plank, I was confused and a little annoyed. After all, this was our Language Arts class, why were we doing a plank? Every day, starting from October 24, we planked, and increased our time by 15 seconds every week.We talked about a book called Atomic Habits and how “Success is the product of daily habits—not once-in-a-lifetime transformations.” This is a quote from James Cleary, the author of Atomic HabitsA daily habit with a compound effect lets us keep growing every week. If we had done 30 seconds every week we wouldn’t have been able to get to the times we have gotten to now. We kept track of which day we planked, and which days we didn’t, on our habit tracker.  I had a lot of trouble remembering to plank every day, especially on the weekends. We planked for 7 weeks, so the last week, we were planking for 2 minutes and 15 seconds. On the very last day, we had a plank challenge where we all planked for as long as we could. I listened to music while planking and it was really helpful in staying up. I was able to plank for three minutes (and four seconds!) but I think if I did it again I might be able to go longer. The longest plank in my class was around eleven minutes and the longest plank in the grade was twenty seven minutes. They said they could’ve gone longer but the class ended.

My new habit is to stretch once every day. This is a habit that will help me reach my goal of being able to do a split. I’ve always wanted to be able to do splits, but I was having trouble. If I stay consistent with this habit, I hope to be able to do the splits. The daily habit was definitely a learning experience and one I’m glad I did.  

Who I Am As A Reader

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I love to read. A lot of kids my age don’t like to read or would rather do a lot of other things. But not me! I actually, genuinely, like reading. I read because books are interesting, or at least the well-written ones are. Good books make you think about the ideas and characters while you’re reading. Great books make you think about the ideas and characters all through the day until you can get home and read and read and read. Another reason I read is for that sense of accomplishment when you finish a book. I feel that I have achieved something great every time I get to the last page of an amazing book. 

I always have multiple books “on hold” in my mind, waiting until I finish my current book, and have the time to pick up another. I am part of three monthly book clubs, Durham Book Club, a mother-daughter book club, and the book club at my school, which are places to get my next book to read. Sometimes, my mom will go to the library and get me bunches of books that I probably wouldn’t have picked myself. But when we have the books in the house, I feel more compelled to read books from different genres and of a higher reading level. Some of which I read or are reading right now are, The Curious Incident of the Dog in The Night-time, Flowers for Algernon, To Kill A Mockingbird, and Outliers.  

My favorite genres are realistic fiction, fantasy, and some historical fiction books. One of my absolute favorite historical fiction books is The Great Trouble: A Mystery of London, The Blue Death, and a Boy Called Eel. This book is a mystery about science, but also a historical fiction. Another great historical fiction book is The War That Saved My Life. This book is set in the time of World War II.  I used to not read a lot of non-fiction books, but I have been reading some more lately. I find reading non-fiction books feels a lot more like work and not as much of an enjoyable thing I would choose to do. However, one great non-fiction book I read is, Terrible Typhoid Mary, because it doesn’t feel like a fact-packed non-fiction book, more like a crime busting story, which made it more fun to read.

It’s really hard for me to read books on electronic devices. The way the words seem to pop on the screen and the glow of the device make it not feel like a real book. My eyes and brain aren’t able to focus on the “pages” like they do on a paper book. I also have a hard time listening to audio books. My brain starts to wander and I zone out. By the time my thoughts return to the book I’m listening to, I’ve missed half the story! The only way I can listen to people reading me books is when I can see the pages of the book and follow along as they read. 

My goal is to read one hundred books this year. That means I have to finish a book every three to four days. I keep an ongoing digital list of the books I have read which helps me track my progress with my goal. On my list, I will add one to three hearts, depending on how much I liked the book. 

Do you have any book recommendations for me? Comment! I would love to hear them!

 

Window and Mirror Books: The Curious Incident Of The Dog In The Night-time

Some books are mirrors and some are windows. Mirror books are books that you see yourself in, whether in the characters or the authors. Window books are books that let you see someone who isn’t like you and their perspective. It is good to read mirror books and window books, not just one or the other.

I recently read The Curious Incident Of The Dog In The Night-time by Mark the Haddon. I think that this book is a window book for me because the protagonist, a fifteen year old boy named Christopher, is not alike to me in many ways, other than being a human. Christopher has Asperger’s syndrome, which I do not have. This book is written in first person so it really helped me understand what might be going on in a person with Asperger’s head. Christopher is a boy, which I am not. He is also fifteen, another trait which I am not. Christopher’s parents are separated, but my parents live together. Christopher also really loves math, science, and reading books about math and science. At the end of the book he takes the A-level math tests. I like some kinds of math and science and love reading. This is one example of how this is a mirror book for me. 

Sometimes, books can be mirror books and window books. However, I called this book a window book, because Christopher and I have more things that are different than the same. I think I read more window books because I like to see other people’s perspectives that are more interesting than mine. One book that would be a mirror book for me is a book starring an Indian-American girl who’s entire personality isn’t just being Indian! 

The Story Of How I Got My Fish

My fish tank with my five fish. Can you see them?

This is the story of one girl’s courageous story to get fish. (The girl is me.)  For years, I begged my parents for a dog, a pet. I got my brothers on board. I researched dozens of animals and breeds. First dogs, then guinea pigs, parakeets, hamsters, cats, rabbits, hedgehogs, turtles, tarantulas, and fish. I  asked every birthday, every Christmas. But for years the answer was the same: “We can’t take care of it” “I’ll end up doing all the work” While the responses I received were discouraging, I kept trying different persuasive tactics. So finally, two years ago, my parents agreed to….

a fish. While it may seem like a meager animal, it was a huge step forward in my pet campaign. On Easter, my mom and dad told us kids to search for the Golden Egg. When we revealed the plastic egg, nestled under our rusty wheelbarrow, we were in for a great surprise, a note that said “We’re getting fish!” and pictures of fish.

Betta fish were the fish we had decided on. Bettas are beautiful fish with long swishing tails and colorful fins. However, our excursion to the pet store was a rude awakening as we realized just how much work, time, and money a mere fish could be. We were faced with a seemingly never-ending list of things we had to buy. But a promise is a promise so we bought a twenty gallon tank, a filter, a heater, a bag full of pebbles, and a light. It all sat in our basement collecting dust for two years as my dreams of fish evaporated. I started to think I would never get a fish. 

 

Then one day, my friend Eloise came over. Eloise has fish and she knew how much I wanted a pet.  We must have felt especially motivated that day because we hauled all the fish equipment up the basement stairs and started to assemble it. It was a tediously complicated process. We flipped through dozens of those tiny instruction packets, we google searched everything, and we did it! The fish tank had pebbles and fake plants, with three wires coming out of it: the light, the filter, and the heater. 

 

As my family and I did some more research on Betta fish we found that they were aggressive fish, no matter how mesmerizing, and loved to bite at each other’s tail. We had a twenty gallon tank that could fit six betta fish. We would have to get only female fish; it’s called a sorority. The other choice was to get just one male betta fish, which we were told was a much more first-time-pet-owner- friendly selection of fish.  That’s when we started to contemplate only getting one betta fish.

 

Our tank sat without water for a few months before we filled it up. We traveled back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room with big gallon size pitchers to fill it up. The people at the fish store told us we would have to let the tank sit with the filter on for a week or two. We added conditioning and turned the filter and heater on. I’ll be honest, the sound took some getting used to. We had some little obstacles and hiding spots for the fish to play in, in the tank. Even without the fish, I thought the tank was good decor. 

 

Then after a couple days, something weird started happening. The water in the fish tank was turning yellow! We weren’t sure what was causing this but we had an idea. There was this long piece of fake wood inside and we thought it might be releasing toxins or something. We took the wood out and soaked it in a separate bowl of water. We had to change out all the water with clean water. After the wood stopped releasing the yellow things, we put it  back in and there were no problems. 

 

Our cycle had been running for a week and we decided to go into the fish store. My brothers and I had been begging all weekend. The fish store tests  your water for free to see if it is ready for fish so we brought in a  sample of our water. It was full of aquariums, saltwater and freshwater, giant fish and ones that glow in the dark. The bettas were in these small plastic containers and some of them looked like they were dead but the pet store employees said they usually sold out in a week and then they got big fish tanks. Our bettas were going to be the main fish in our fish tank, we could also get some smaller fish. Unfortunately, the fish store people said that our water wasn’t ready and we had to wait another week.

 

One week later, we came back to the fish store and they gave us the thumbs up to get fish. They told us to get some smaller fish first before we got our bettas or else the bettas would eat them. My brother and I selected five of these cute little fish called neon tetras and three aquatic snails called nerite snails. The guy put them in these bags and told us to let the bags sit in the tank for fifteen minutes before we put them in. My brother and I each got to hold one bag. I was so excited! It might seem silly to be so happy about a small thing like fish but I had been waiting so long to get them! 



When we got home we rushed to the tank and put in our fish. We waited fifteen minutes before we put them in. I  jumped up and down as our first pets swam around and explored their new homes. Even now every time I walk past the tank, I stop and admire our fish and find our little snails hiding spots. It took a lots of time (and we haven’t even gotten our bettas yet) but I am so glad we got our fish.

Camp Kirkwood

On August 30 at 8:30 am, Durham Academy’s sixth grade set sail, or rather bus, towards Camp Kirkwood, a YMCA overnight camp. The 3 day long excursion was intended to kick off the school year and help everyone bond and get to know each other better. Because of Hurricane Idalia and the heavy rains that would hit the area while we were there, it had been uncertain to the last minute if the trip was still on. We hauled our multitude of duffels and backpacks into the trunks of the buses, though unequipped to hold this much luggage. The three buses were crammed from back to front with one hundred or so middle schoolers, with no entertainment for two and a half hours. What could go wrong? Friends were waved to seats from the aisles, chatter and gossip were exchanged, snacks were passed from hand to hand, no doubt contaminating us with some foreign disease that caused us to belt Taylor Swift songs at the top of our lungs for the remainder of the ride. 

We arrived and gobbled a lunch of unsatisfactory grilled cheese and ham sandwiches and were introduced to our cramped but cozy cabins. Beds were made, sleeping situations were negotiated, and advisors were driven crazy. 

There was a multitude of activities at Camp Kirkwood, some of them needing to be modified or canceled all together because of our weather conditions, but among those were some favorites: The V Swing, Bubbles the pig, the zip line, the KangaJump, the night hike to s’mores, and the pool. The V swing was a thrilling attraction in which you were pulled up 30 to 40 feet in the air by your activity mates and swung back and forth through the middle of the woods. You could choose how high you went and it was so entertaining watching our teachers try it out. Bubbles the pig was (you guessed it!) a pig. We got to pet Bubbles while she ran around the Gaga pit with a ball. The zip line was another daredevil activity. We zipped across the canoe lake with our friends, one the many highlights of our last day. Each of the activity groups was able to play in the pool two times. We rolled on and off of water obstacles and dove in holding hands. Even though the pool wasn’t ideal temperature and there was light rain we, in typical sixth grade fashion, made the best of it. 

One of the best parts of Camp Kirkwood is getting to make lots of new friends and strengthen bonds with old ones. We were exposed to a variety of people in activity groups, not to mention having to live with fourteen other kids for three days. I really enjoyed getting to know my classmates really well and definitely set a good tone for the rest of the year.

The night hike was on our last evening, through the woods. It was pitch black and there were puddles and all sorts of obstacles on the way. There was a sort of chillness and calm in the air. A feeling of peace and a wisp of spookiness. We walked two by two in complete silence. When we reached the amphitheater, we had a delightful treat of perfectly roasted marshmallow and gooey chocolate  in between graham crackers. It was the perfect last night to end our camp experience. 

In conclusion, even though we didn’t have perfect conditions, I can say with confidence that it was a trip no one will ever forget.