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2017-447-E Arts - Hillsborough Elementary School PTA - 2017-18 Arts Grant Agreement
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2017-447-E Arts - Hillsborough Elementary School PTA - 2017-18 Arts Grant Agreement
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7/1/2017
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7/1/2017
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6/30/2018
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$785.00
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DocuSign Envelope ID:91E71F2D-9A8E-41EB-A333-428A1042BC15 <br /> Work Sample: Poetry <br /> Though I've worked on many types of poems during my writing career and professional <br /> teaching, I chose to highlight a few poems for 4th and 5th graders as a way to invite you into my <br /> academic approach when I create units. <br /> A Raindrop <br /> Before I was a child, I was a raindrop. <br /> My home was surrounded by thunder and lightning. <br /> There were flashes of fire <br /> and lots of booming noise all around. <br /> Like other raindrops, <br /> I had the freedom to fall to earth. But one afternoon, <br /> the storm's wind blew so fast and hard, <br /> that I lost my shape as I was falling. <br /> I fell down through a tree, hit a leaf, <br /> and finally crashed into a muddy puddle. <br /> Very dark was that puddle. I could hardly see. <br /> I began to search for my shape and myself. <br /> I swam my way to the top of the puddle. <br /> There I saw other raindrops on leaves, <br /> on daffodils, and on the blades of blue grass. <br /> But the raindrops in the muddy puddle were stuck like me. <br /> And they were now becoming nothing but mud. <br /> With all my might, I stayed afloat <br /> on top of the puddle until the sun came. <br /> Then I began to rise up and away into the sky. <br /> I found myself clear and clean and whole again. <br /> I came to see what I've always been— <br /> a raindrop floating in the belly of a storm cloud, <br /> and whenever I fall, I must always seek the sun <br /> to rise again. <br />
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