Jack

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My motto:

Never Say Never

Football On the field, shifting players  Beneath the lights  The ball is thrown down the field Toward the touchdown On the grassy field Beside my coach Wind slapping against my face  Between the defense  Concentration Camp By Jack

 Concentration Camp there is not much to do But concentrate on what’s ahead of you Everything has changed Life will never be the same

 I miss my home I miss my room I miss my friends and my school

 There is so much sadness Not enough food Try to be strong Concentrate on what’s ahead of you  My new friend

 The time is finally here Waiting for my new friend to appear Today will be the day Without the fence in our way

 Finally we will be face to face Before he leaves this place Forever

<span style="background-color: #000000; color: #45ff00; display: block; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 180%; text-align: center;"> Dressed the same Marched through the rain He thinks this is strange

<span style="background-color: #000000; color: #45ff00; display: block; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 180%; text-align: center;"> Holding hands To the end In our striped pajamas <span style="background-color: #ff0000; color: #0a00ff; display: block; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 160%; text-align: center;">Life as a soldier’s son

<span style="background-color: #ff0000; color: #0a00ff; display: block; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 160%; text-align: center;"> We move city to city Place to place Because of my father’s job My papa is a soldier

<span style="background-color: #ff0000; color: #0a00ff; display: block; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 160%; text-align: center;"> This time we are moving to a place with a strange name Known as “Out-With” When we got there it was strange My life has really changed

<span style="background-color: #ff0000; color: #0a00ff; display: block; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 160%; text-align: center;"> My school and friends are gone Mom tries to make it feel like home I know there’s something wrong

<span style="background-color: #ff0000; color: #0a00ff; display: block; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 160%; text-align: center;"> To keep from feeling alone I’ve brought my adventure books from home I would still like to meet a new friend

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I Remember I remember waiting anxiously to hit. I remember putting my clubs down. I remember teeing up the ball. I remember pulling out my 3 wood. I remember wondering how far the ball was going to go. I remember memorizing tips my dad gave me. I remember hearing the ball collide with my 3 wood. I remember seeing an amazing drive right down the middle of the fairway. I remember thinking “It’s going in the hole!” Some things I may forget but when to golf, there are many things that I remember.

Where I’m From By: Jack Svensen

I am from playing football with my brother From going to tee ball every day of the week with dad coaching I am from my brother and I getting little toy cars and making car noises and riding around the sofa. I am from the sweat taste of sweet smell of momma’s cooking. I am from the ginkgo trees outside that smell like a bitter foot!

I am from dressing up as a baby redneck with Tyree for Halloween. From spilling something on my shirt every dinner When I was four (I still do that sadly.) From when I hit my brother with a golf club when I was 6. From going outside at night when it was pitch dark trying to catch. The most light bugs. From waking up at 12:00 A.M and going o bed 1:00 JUST TO PLAY Halo 2!

From winning winning Halo tournament when I was only 9. I’m from that sweet taste of sweet tea. From my sister painting my finger nails PINK! From my brothers telling me that A$$ cream instead of ice cream, so I would get in trouble. From going to church in the morning. From thanking god to how lucky I am to have the life today!

I am from these wonderful moments.