Hi. I'm currently in year 7, and stand a little over 5'1". I have hazel hair. My eyes are also hazel but with an orangey-green tint in the middle and dark brown at the edge (currently, they sometimes change).
My favourite themes for poems are: love (But not too mushy), animals, nature, dreams and mythical creatures (Dragons, mermaids and Pegasi).
I live in south-east England and love to write and draw (and read, especially James Patterson's 'Maximum Ride'). My favourite colours are blue and purple, and my favourite animals have to be the ocelot, red fox and red kite (Bird of prey).
I am a practicing Christsian, along with my parents and younger brother.
I dream of one day being able to capture the earths beauty, and even if my work can only reflect 1% of that, I would be thrilled.
I aspire for my artworkwork to be like that of Dawn Jane Holliday, and my writing to capture peoples hearts like Ali Sparkes.
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One Nation, "Under GOD"
One day, a 6 year old girl was sitting in a classroom. The Teacher was explaining evolution to the children. The Teacher asked a little boy:
TEACHER: Tommy do you see the tree outside?
TOMMY: Yes.
TEACHER: Tommy, do you see the grass outside?
TOMMY: Yes.
TEACHER: Go outside and look up and see if you can see the sky.
TOMMY: Okay. (He returned a few minutes later) Yes, I saw the sky.
TEACHER: Did you see GOD?
TOMMY: No.
TEACHER: That's my point. We can't see GOD because HE isn't there. He just doesn't exist.
(The little girl spoke up wanting to ask the boy some questions. The Teacher agreed.)
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the tree outside?
TOMMY: Yes.
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy do you see the grass outside?
TOMMY: Yessssss!
LITTLE GIRL: Did you see the sky?
TOMMY: Yessssss!
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the Teacher?
TOMMY: Yes
LITTLE GIRL: Do you see her brain?
TOMMY: No!
LITTLE GIRL: Then according to what we were taught today, she doesn't have one...........
II CORINTHIANS 5:7 FOR WE WALK BY FAITH, NOT BY SIGHT
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Dawn
P.S. I love stuff to do with Maximum Ride and kids with wings. Dunno why, maybe because I dream of flying...
My favourite themes for poems are: love (But not too mushy), animals, nature, dreams and mythical creatures (Dragons, mermaids and Pegasi).
I live in south-east England and love to write and draw (and read, especially James Patterson's 'Maximum Ride'). My favourite colours are blue and purple, and my favourite animals have to be the ocelot, red fox and red kite (Bird of prey).
I am a practicing Christsian, along with my parents and younger brother.
I dream of one day being able to capture the earths beauty, and even if my work can only reflect 1% of that, I would be thrilled.
I aspire for my artworkwork to be like that of Dawn Jane Holliday, and my writing to capture peoples hearts like Ali Sparkes.
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If you have ever fallen up the stairs copy this into your profile
If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or the vise versa copy this into your profile
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One Nation, "Under GOD"
One day, a 6 year old girl was sitting in a classroom. The Teacher was explaining evolution to the children. The Teacher asked a little boy:
TEACHER: Tommy do you see the tree outside?
TOMMY: Yes.
TEACHER: Tommy, do you see the grass outside?
TOMMY: Yes.
TEACHER: Go outside and look up and see if you can see the sky.
TOMMY: Okay. (He returned a few minutes later) Yes, I saw the sky.
TEACHER: Did you see GOD?
TOMMY: No.
TEACHER: That's my point. We can't see GOD because HE isn't there. He just doesn't exist.
(The little girl spoke up wanting to ask the boy some questions. The Teacher agreed.)
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the tree outside?
TOMMY: Yes.
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy do you see the grass outside?
TOMMY: Yessssss!
LITTLE GIRL: Did you see the sky?
TOMMY: Yessssss!
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the Teacher?
TOMMY: Yes
LITTLE GIRL: Do you see her brain?
TOMMY: No!
LITTLE GIRL: Then according to what we were taught today, she doesn't have one...........
II CORINTHIANS 5:7 FOR WE WALK BY FAITH, NOT BY SIGHT
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Dawn
P.S. I love stuff to do with Maximum Ride and kids with wings. Dunno why, maybe because I dream of flying...
- Last seen on Jul 22 2:36 PM. Member since April 12.
- I am a 12 year old girl (Great Britain)
- When I'm not writing, I'm drawing, reading, ice skating or sleeping.
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