About 2 days ago it was black history night. Black history is a night that my school thinks about how we can care for one another. It was the first year I got to speak. I wrote a poem. It was about a magic charm. We all have one. But my most powerful one is my amazing friends. The things they do for me and the things they do with me. It was a great opportunity to get to express myself to other people.
Here is my poem:
My magic charm is my friendship
I know my friends count on me and I count on them.
They are my magic charm.
The best one you can have.
They help you get by when life gets hard
we don't run when life gets hard
because life is life and life is hard.
Scaredness comes and goes
but friends stay.
I leave you with this question. What is your magic charm?