#220, Memory
Nothing Gold Can Stay
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
–Robert Frost
3 weeks. 6 classes. 18 hours. Is what remains of grade six at PEAI. The year has passed by in the blink of an eye. Now, as we enter the final stretch of year, the time is right to look back and reflect on some of the memories made along the way.
To complete this Journal response, address the following:
Describe one memory from sixth grade at PEAI and why it was memorable to you.
Comment on a peer’s response.
-Brenden Lee Teacher