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Just Write was JUST PERFECT!

DSC02431Our week long celebration of writing was our BEST EVER.  Thank you to everyone who came to read our stories and tour our beautiful building. We were honored by the number of parents, grandparents, board members, city office representatives and former teachers who read the many stories that lined our hallways and lockers and doors.

I collected some of my favorite photos into a slide show to highlight some of the special events from the week.  There are some very special smiles that were captured!

Finally, we ended our week long celebration of writing with an all school assembly to celebrate the incredible work we have done together as writers.

During this assembly, a writer from each grade was honored with a staff performance of their story.  These writers composed stories worthy of a performance….and the Georgetown staff did exactly that.

Malachi Hollis and Clayton Richter, my first grade video team, filmed each performance and these can be viewed below.

When you select each story, you will be taken to a separate blog post which highlights the story with a link to the video.

And…remember…if you have something to say, pick up a pencil…or a pen…or grab a keyboard and JUST WRITE!

Grade K: THE PINK PRETTY HAIR by Hope Terhaar

Grade 1:  WE FOUND A DOG by Mikayla Meyer

Grade 2:  CAR WASH by Sarah Spears

Grade 3:  WAKE UP! by Hannah Eggers

Grade 4:  IT’S JUST A DREAM by Brooklyn Woody

Grade 5:  CLOGGED by Kennedy VanderStel

Special Teachers:  PAINT BALL AT SPRING HILL CAMP by Spencer Alexander

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The Pretty Pink Hair by Hope TerHaar


Hope’s story,  The Pretty Pink Hair,  was selected as worthy of a performance by the K teaching team for our all school JUST WRITE CELEBRATION.

You can view the teacher performance below.  Congratulations,  Hope, on being a JUST RIGHT JUST WRITE author!

The Pink Pretty Hair

by Hope TerHaar

I was going to get pink hair.  She put foil in my hair. I was excited!

She put a special thing to make my hair pink. It made a squirt.

When we were done I looked in the mirror.  My hair was pink.  I was super happy!

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We Found A Dog by Mikayla Meyer


Mikayla’s story,  WE FOUND A DOG,  was selected as worthy of a performance by the 1st grade team for our all school JUST WRITE CELEBRATION.

You can view the teacher performance below.  Congratulations,  Mikayla, on being a JUST RIGHT JUST WRITE author!

We Found a Dog!
by Mikayla Meyer

To my cousin who encouraged me to help the dog find its owner.

It was a bursting hot day.  My family was celebrating my twin cousins’ birthday when… we found a dog, and it wasn’t our dog.  The dog had a collar on, but it didn’t have an address.  So, me, Sierra, Lauren and Whit went around the neighborhood and looked for its owner because Spencer is allergic to dogs and my cousins already have a dog.  Some houses gave us an idea of whose dog it was, but none of them worked.  And, one even told us to call the vet, and it still didn’t work.  After awhile I said, “I’m too tired to go any further!”  So, Whit said, “You can go home if you want?”  But, I didn’t!  We looked and looked until Conner came and told us it was time for us to open presents.  So, we finished our last house.  We couldn’t find the owner.  So, we left the dog in our backyard to see if she would find her owner.  (So she did.)  But, it took a long time for her to leave.  But, we still had an upside down smile on our face.

About the Author

Hi!  My name is Mikayla Meyer.  I live in Hudsonville.  I have 2 brothers and 1 sister and my mom and dad.  I love to play with my brother, Spencer.  This story is about finding a dog owner.  I have also written: When Spender Gets Mad and The Special Football Game.

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Car Wash by Sarah Spears

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Sarah’s story, CAR WASH, was selected as worthy of a performance by the 2nd grade team for our all school JUST WRITE CELEBRATION.

You can view the teacher performance below.  Congratulations, Sarah, on being a JUST RIGHT JUST WRITE author!

Car Wash
by:  Sarah Spears

One steaming hot, hot, hot sunny Sunday afternoon when I thought I was going to fry up, I thought of a brillant idea.

“Hey Aaron, do you want to give the car a wash?”, I asked.
“Sure just let me get my swim suit on”, he replied.
“Ok”, I answered.  “I’ll be waiting outside.”

Well it only took a few seconds to get the car wet and start scrubbing when another idea came to my head.  That’s when a car with a window drove right past our house and I yelled……..


The lady in the car looked at me like I was CRAZY!

“Oh brother!!!!”, I thought. “She probably thinks I am crazy!”

Well, more and more cars past and Aaron and I kept yelling…..


But still everyone thought we were crazy!  After a few minutes a motorcycle rode by and Aaron yelled, “FREE MOTOR WASH!!”

I wish people would have come, but oh well it was still fun.

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Paintball at Spring Hill Camp by Spencer


Spencer Alexander’s story, PAINTBALL AT SPRING HILL CAMP was selected as worthy of a performance by the Art, Music and PE teaching team for our all school JUST WRITE CELEBRATION.

You can view the teacher performance below.  Congratulations,  Spencer, on being a JUST RIGHT JUST WRITE author!

Paintball at Spring Hill Camp

by Spencer Alexander

“Hurry get on the train Spencer it’s about to leave!” Tom screamed.

It was around nine o’clock in the morning at Spring Hill Camp, the best summer camp ever. The sun was shining through the trees and there was  a slight breeze.  At that moment I said to my self, “It’s a perfect day for paintball.”

At around nine fifteen my team and I were at the front of the paintball field. The first thing I noticed was a giant net, but I looked closer and there it was, the paintball field.  There were also bunkers, pillboxes, and fox holes.

Next, I ran to the new paintball shack and reserved all of my supplies,  which consists of a paintball gun, mask, Co2, and ammunition.  After that my team and I hit the field.  We took the far side of the field, and the other team took the other side.  At last, everyone was waiting for the whistle to blow.

“Go, go, go!” one of the older kids yelled at me, “Spencer get in that bunker, and make sure the other team doesn’t take it!”

So I did, but I should not have listened to that older kid because now I was down on my back and couldn’t move or I would get shot.

Finally, about five minutes into the game one of our bunker busters shot their machine gunner. So when I had the chance, I jumped up out of the hole and sprinted around to find a sniping spot. I settled around a big fat thick soggy smelly log.

After finding a spot, I immediately started to fire my gun. I actually hit about three guys, even though that does not seem like a lot. There was a total of fifteen team members on their team. But when I ducked down to reload my gun I heard, “Surround him.” I looked up and found four people where looking me straight into my eyes. I realized at about that time that I was ambushed.

But within seconds, four paintballs were about to hit me! It felt like one hundred hornets had stung me in my chest. When I started to crawl out of the field I realized it does not matter, I got out because I had a whole week left at summer camp!

Wow, that week must have gone by quickly because before I new it, my week at camp was over. I will always remember the time I had at Spring Hill summer camp, forever.  I have already reserved my spot for next summer, and I will be bringing a few friends with me.  I cannot wait!

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WAKE UP! by Hannah Eggers

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Hannah’s story,  WAKE UP!  was selected as worthy of a performance by the 3rd grade team for our all school JUST WRITE CELEBRATION.

You can view the teacher performance below.  Congratulations,  Hannah, on being a JUST RIGHT JUST WRITE author!

Wake Up
By Hannah Eggers

It was 7:00 am in the house. I went out of my door. I was going to play a trick on my brother. I was going to wake Caleb up.
“Was that a good plan or was it like the time I threw eggs on the walls?” I thought to myself.
“Oh, well, I’ll just do the trick. I said in my head.
I went quick and quietly to his room. I opened his door and tip-toed to his bed. I slowly bent down and screamed as loud as I could into his ear. I tried to escape quickly but he saw me and yelled, “ I WILL GET YOU!”
He needs a conscience or needs to do yoga or eat a spicy Italian sandwich from Subway. I’ll use my noise maker when I scare Caleb again.

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Clogged by Kennedy VanderStel


Kennedy’s story, CLOGGED was selected as worthy of a performance by the 5th grade team for our all school JUST WRITE CELEBRATION.

You can view the teacher performance below.  Congratulations,  Kennedy, on being a JUST RIGHT JUST WRITE author!


Kennedy VanderStel

“Mmmmmm,” I muttered dreamily batting my eyelashes on my chocolate brown eyes. “Slurp, slip,” The sauceified noodles blurted slapping my cheeks, dripping down and making lava red splatter marks on the dinner table.
“Good spaghetti Mom,” I fluttered with my mouth full of delicious wonder.
“Yeah, it’s really good Karman,” cheerfully added my friend Mikayla.
“Thanks,” Mom remarked.
“Can we go swimming in bathtub?” I asked. “Sure I’ll go get your bathing suits,” My mom said charging downstairs like a bull, wasting no time to grab them.
“Grupple, grupple,” spewed the drooping faucet, as it erupted, rapidly filling up the bathtub.
“Let’s go through the checklist,” I said in a commander voice.
“Okay,” Mikayla agreed.
“Rubber ducky?”
“Bathing suits,”
“Uh, check,”
“Okay seriously. Who wrote this list? A bathtub really of course there’s a bathtub!”
“One, Two, Three,” We exaggerated gliding into the bathtub.
“Ssssssssssss,” the soapy water SIZZLED as I sunk down drowning all my feelings and thoughts letting them soak into the crystal, clear bubbles that floated up to my neck.
“Hey, Kennedy look,” Mikayla scrambled. “I’m Santa Clause,” she announced putting soapy liquid bubbles on her chin and hair trying to mimic Santa Clause, but not really succeeding.

“That’s funny,” I replied starting to tip my head upside down and flattening it on top of my head!
“I’m George Washington, your first  president, now respect me,” I insisted giggling. “Yeah, I can see the resemblance between you two,” Mikayla mocked.
“That was so funny I forgot to laugh,” I mocked back, though she didn’t seem offended.
I gulped in an Enormous gulp when some bubbles dribbled down my throat.
I started coughing, but not just any cough, I was choking! ‘This is it I’m done for,’ I thought. I felt the bubbles cringe my throat strangling me, collecting together, linking arms, forming a stop in my breathing.
Finally, I knew I had to regurgitate the bubbles up, if I wanted to live, which I did. I felt a little touch on my back it was Mikayla helping me get the clogging object out of my throat passage.
“It’s okay Kenz,” Mikayla comforted with her special, warm smile on her face.
‘I shouldn’t have mocked George Washington’ I thought hopelessly. All of a sudden everything got dizzy.
The good news was I got the bubbles out, but the bad news was I threw up all of my ‘delicious wonder’ (spaghetti) into the sink. So from now on I will never ever mock George Washington EVER again!

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It’s Just A Dream by Brooklyn Woody

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Brooklyn’s story, It’s Just A Dream, was selected as worthy of a performance by the 4th grade team.

You can view the teacher performance below.  Congratulations Brooklyn on being a JUST RIGHT JUST WRITE author!

It’s Just a Dream
By Brooklyn Woody

“Dad, I’m home’‘ shouted Emily.
‘‘Your just in time for dinner,” said Emily’s dad in a joyful mood.
‘‘What are we having?’‘ asked Emily.
‘‘Your favorite … spaghetti!”
‘‘Yum!’’ said Emily rubbing her hand’s together.
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“Yummy this is good,’’ said Emily finishing her plate.
“Up to sleepy head!’’ her dad ordered.
‘‘Fine!’’ said Emily in a sassy tone.
‘‘Come on, go!’’ ordered dad.
“Thump Thump Thump’ went the stairs as Emily stomped up to her room. ‘‘Good night,’’ said Emily sleepily laying in her bed.

In the middle of the night, Emily heard a noise, so she woke up with her cat Alissa laying on her face! “Off Alissa, off!’’ Emily ordered. When Alissa got off Emily went on the balcony, and there was a shooting star! When she was about to make her wish her stomach growled. “I wish it could rain gummy worms!’’ she whispered to her self then she went back to bed.

The next day, Emily was in Math class she and her class mates heard a loud noise:

Everyone looked out the window saw a GIANT colorful gummy worm! Every single kid in Emily’s class ran outside and began eating the over sized gummy worm. After an hour or two, kids started getting chubbier and chubbier and the worms were getting bigger and bigger! Soon gummy worms were falling down like there was no tomorrow! Then, Emily started to hear a voice. ‘‘It’s all your fault!’‘ yelled a man.

‘‘No it’s not!’‘ shouted an angry woman. Then Emily’s seat partner remembered that when the first gummy worm fell Emily had said, ‘‘My wish came true!’’

Everyone in town turned to a angry mob and started chasing Emily all around until Emily saw a shadow getting bigger and bigger above her head! BOOM!

Just then, her dad walked into her bedroom. Emily looked at him and said, “Good morning, dad. I just had the weirdest dream.’’

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Just Perfect Opening for…


Two of our fifth grade classes (Mrs. Bouwens & Mrs. Burdis) kicked off our JUST WRITE CELEBRATION with tours at 2:30 today.  It was a just perfect beginning for our writing event.

Please stop by this week to read through our writing pieces, grades PK-5.  These pieces are posted on lockers, walls and doorways.

Stop by the display outside the library to view a snapshot of our writing development, grades PK-5.  It is an amazing journey that our writers take while they are perfecting their skills each year.

*Check this link for specific grade level tour time periods.

And, remember, if you have something to say….JUST WRITE!


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Week 34 of School!

Wow….the final weeks are flying by at amazing speed!   As you can see below, we have many events taking place this week.  The most important, We have something to say….JUST WRITE! takes place at varied times throughout the next five days.  I do have JUST WRITE t-shirts.  If you are interested in purchasing one, please download this order form Order Form 2011 and send the money in.  You will get the t-shirt on the day that you order it.

We also are hosting 15 student teachers from Liverpool, England. This is an amazing opportunity for them and us.  I am sure that you will get a chance to meet them during the JUST WRITE TOUR.  Enjoy their accent and brilliant word choice!

Have a great weekend….and here’s to week 34!

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