ES TASIS TimesFebruary 2012 Volume 2

Issue 5

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Welcome To The New ES TASIS Times!

The following pages contain images and writings from the creative minds of TASIS’s youngest scholars. Our Elementary School students and staff have worked hard creating, drawing, writing, photographing, typing, scanning and editing to bring this magazine to life. So, sit back and enjoy!

ES TASIS Times Staff

Moving SectionsBy Skye Rourke, Grade 4

This is my third year at TASIS. Every year, I’ve been in the American section. But this year, it changed. My parents moved me to the Italian section so I would learn Italian better. I did it because it would help two people: Caterina and me. Caterina wouldn’t be the only girl in class and I would get better at Italian.

On the first day, we drew a picture of what we had done on Summer Vacation. We did work and it was hard for me. But each day now, my Italian is improving. I am very happy I made the decision to go there. Every day I have lots of fun, and learn a lot. Now I love being there, even though I miss my friends.

Here are some notes about moving sections:

• Always bring a dictionary from Italian to English.• If you do not know something, always ask for help.• Sit next to someone who speaks Italian and English.• Try to speak as much as you can, even if you are worried you’ll

make mistakes.

Photo by Charlie Roe, Grade 2 Photo by Charlie Roe, Grade 2

Lil’ People

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Julie Zaal, Kindergarten

Calvin Matthew, Kindergarten

Giorgio Ippolito, Kindergarten

Amy Longoni, Pre-Kindergarten

Delaney McKee, Pre-Kindergarten

Robbie Sharratt, Pre-Kindergarten

3Seva Kostin, Kindergarten

Ulrico Zampa, KindergartenOlga Vlajcic, Kindergarten

Akhi Chintalapudi, Kindergarten

Uhuru Hegelund, Kindergarten

Milla De Bustis, Kindergarten

Sofia Rashnikova, Kindergarten

Sunset BeachBy Reagan Meek

The flat, beautiful, healthy green prairie,With many houses and apartments,Many activities to do,Like swimming and golfing and even playing the kazoo!

The beach is phenomenal,you can play volleyball, surf, boogie board,and swim in the ocean.But do not forget to bring your goggles!

The one and only restaurant, Caddy’shas the beach style,with a stage and live singers too,The original beach food and drinks are great!

The waiter and waitress would recommendThe hot wings with blue cheese and steak fries,But if you don’t like spicy things,Try the fried shrimp and curly fries!

Summer HouseBy Amir Balakhmet

The cottage house towers the sky,The sky whips up a breeze,The dog leaps up high,And Aida is finally at ease.

Aizhan is making some pizza,Kenzhe is going fishing.The suddenly, when Zhanet calls out, “Pizza!”,Everybody is eating.

My HomeBy Estella Acampora

My home is a cozy place,but some people don’t know,Why I think it is so.

You all think it isn’t,But you’ll never know,Because it is a secret,And my homely home wewill never tell how it’s made.

At My Grandma’sBy Jennifer-Lin Kramer

At my grandma’s houseWhere the sweet apples wereI went running down the hillAnd saw my mom taking the bill

I didn’t know what to doSo I played with glueIt all got in my hair I had no spare timeOr my mom would see my hair

I went sleepingAnd saw my dad sweeping in my dreamI woke upAnd sighed with prideI went back to sleep

Lake And ForestBy Kolby Kish

Lake goes under waterunder water goes to fish,fish swims to turtleand in the middleam I.

Turtle swims to land,land goes to forest,forest goes to tree,tree goes to birdand bird fliesto me.

My VillageBy Avishag Shaul

In my village you feellike home. You play andride on your bike allday long. You play withyour friends and youlearn new stuff Ithink my village is the best.

The people are all reallyKind. Everyone celebrates togetherday and night.They celebrate allThe holidays togetherSing songs and make parties.

So if you ever go toIsrael you should goTo my village yourself.And then you see allThe happiness that Is going on in myVillage. But in the endI realize that I like it also here.

I SeeBy Emilie Hansen

In a place cold and rainy,I look out the window,I see my garden full of leaves,I hear the sounds of yelling.

I see a tree full of apples,I see a bush full of berries,I see my neighbor waving,I wave back.

I see my neighbor’s dog.I see it running around,I see a person on the street,I see, I see, I see.

The Fourth Grade Poetry Pocket

MY PS3By Maxim Miroshnichenko

Here I am in my room playing PS3I looked out the window and saw a beautiful treeI wanted to go out but I could not do soI was in the end of level 2.0.

I have to go and eatbut I am busy now.I would have a feast if I would not go down.The final button is pressed, and I had won the gameI am so impressed and mom calls out my name.

My Cousin’s FarmBy Lucy Steiner

At my cousin’s farm,In the morning I go to the barn,I milk the cows and goats,In the distance I see some boats.

At my cousin’s farm,At mid-day I leave the barn,I feed the chickens and roosters,But don’t forget the goosters.

At my cousin’s farm,In the evening I go back to the barn,I go clean the horses,So they’ll get ready for the courses.

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TASIS Headmaster: Michael Ulku-SteinerBy Filippo Cipolini, Grade 5

A father, a husband , a learner. This is how Mr. Ulku-Steiner describes himself.

He grew up in Albuquerque, New Mexico and then went to the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill (Michael Jordan studied at the same university) and earned degrees in English Literature, Spanish, and Art History. He then studied Liberal Arts at Duke University and earned an M.A. at Columbia University Teachers College in Educational Administration.

He decided to dedicate his life to education to give back all the good experiences he had with his wonderful teachers and to keep on learning.

Mr. Ulku-Steiner would not change anything in his life. He likes so much about his job: the interaction with the students, the continuous challenges he faces every day, working in teams. Picking up litter from the campus is the thing he likes the least.

He enjoys working with the teachers, recruiting new teachers with certain strengths, and improving the quality of teaching.

He does not like the importance that it is given at the School to clothes, jewelry, shoes, etc.

In ten years from now he sees himself still learning and enjoying his family. He is very happy to be in a place where people are willing to work and learn.

The subjects: Isa Nummelin, Keana Kish, and Katarina Bellon

What is your favorite color?Isa: PurpleKeana: PinkKatarina: Red

Where do you come from?Isa: FinlandKeana: Ethiopia in AfricaKatarina: America, USA

InterviewsBy Natasha Bellon, Grade 5

By Kristina Hayrapet, Grade 5

Photo by Nick Bellon, Grade 3 Photo by Beatrice Campomori, Grade 3 Photo by Nick Bellon, Grade 3

What animal would you turn into if you could? Why?Isa: A guinea pig, because they are niceKeana: A duck, because they go quack quackKatarina: A lion, because they’re the king of all the animals

What is your favorite kind of food?Isa: PastaKeana: PancakesKatarina: 2 pack Mars Bars

Pre-K Interview About Farms

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By Francesco Colombo, Grade 4(with help from Ms. Ilse & Ms. Z.)

I interviewed Ms. Ilse’s ten Pre-K students from eight different countries. I asked them the following questions by email:

1. What is your favorite farm animal and why?2. If you would have a farm, what animals would you keep?3. What would be your favorite job on the farm? Why?

All the students have a favorite animal, but not always the same. Two people like ducks, two like horses, two prefer dogs, two would like cows and one likes baby chicks. Amy and Connor wanted the most animals. Amy wants 14 animals of different types (cat, dog, 4 cows and 8 sheep). Connor wants 3 cats, 8 ducks, 10 cows, 1 pig, 4 sheep, 5 frogs, but he prefers to “feed the cats.” Kerem wants 10 cows, he says, “They can run fast!” Six children said feeding the animals as their favorite job. One preferred planting seeds with a tractor, one riding on a tractor and one picking up eggs and corn. One would like to just take care of the animals. Keana would like to “keep the animals healthy.” Romeo says he just “loves animals,” but Kerem prefers riding a tractor. He “likes cars. ”

THANK YOU PRE-K AND MS. ILSE!

Allegra1. Horse, I like the manes.2. Horse, cat, dog, 2 sheep3. Feed the animals. They are hungry.

Romeo1. Dog, I love dogs.2. Cow, pig, goat, dog.3. Feed the animals. I love animals.

Robbie1. Cow, you can milk them.2. Rooster, cows and cats3. Planting seeds with a tractor. I would like to make plants grow.

Keana1. Duck, they go quack.2. 2 dogs, 7 cows, 6 sheep, 8 chickens, cat, 2 roosters.3. Feed the animals. To keep them healthy.

Kerem1. Cow, they can run fast.2. 10 cows.3. Ride on a tractor. I like cars.

Mykhaylo1. Chick, because it is a baby.2. Cow, rooster, sheep, pig, chicken.3. Take care of the animals.

Connor:1. Cat, they are cute.2. 3 cats, 8 ducks, 10 cows, 1 pig, 4 sheep, 5 frogs.3. Feed the cats. I like cats.

Amy1. Cat and dog, they are my friends.2. Cat, dog, 4 cows, 8 sheep.3. Milk the cows. My grandma has a farm.

Louis1. Duck, they are cute.2. Duck, cat, dog, chicken, sheep.3. Pick up eggs and corn. I like to take care of the animals.

Delaney1. Horse, they are pretty.2. Horses.3. Feed the horses. Because they are hungry.

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Last summer I went with my family to Yosemite National Park, which is in East Central California.We spent a few days there, and one day we went on a long walk with a Park Ranger to see the Giant

Sequoias.Giant Sequoias are enormous trees that are very old; some have lived for more than one thousand

years. To discover the age of a tree you need to look at the central point of the trunk slice, where there are concentric rings. Each of these represents one year’s growth. Can you imagine how many rings a Giant Sequoia has?

A very famous sequoia is called Grizzly. It is gigantic!Another day we went for a bike ride to Yosemite Valley.

While we were biking we saw a family of two deer and two fawns. They were so cute! The following day, always on Yosemite Valley, we even saw a grown up brown bear! I couldn’t believe my eyes. Two Park rangers were following the bear from afar with an anesthetic gun.

We also went to see Mirror Lake. It is so special because the lake really works as a mirror. In fact there is a mountain behind and you can see the mountain reflection on the lake.

I also liked Half Dome a lot, which looks like a dome (or a sand cake!) sliced in half.

Because I had been good at looking and learning what the Park Rangers told me I got a Junior park Ranger Badge!

I really enjoyed this special trip with my family!

Yosemite National ParkWritten and photographed by Gaia de Sanctis, Grade 3

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My Dog is Shortby Elettra McConnell, Grade 4

My dog is shortMy dog is short

and he can also snort

My dog is shortMy dog is short

and his job is to go to court

My dog is shortMy dog is shortand he likes to

play on the shore

Computers Are Beautiful Objectsby Francesco Colombo, Grade 4

Computers are neat,Their hard drive is sweet.

Most are so fast,They don’t come from the past.

Some are old and slow,A video won’t show.

Others are modern and sleek,And they can make you a freak.

They’ll make you crazy,And worst of all , lazy.

Some are small and light,They are all colors and white.

The lesson of the “the Miraculous Pitcher” teaches us to be considerate of one another. An example of being considerate is to help someone when they get hurt, as in the following story:

Once upon a time, there was a boy called Benjamin. He was very strong. One day, there was a girl down at the river. She was stuck and a lot of people were around the river staring at her.

Everybody was talking about it in the village. Benjamin heard it and ran down to the river. When he got there, the crowd was huge. Everyone was screaming and yelling. He saw the girl. She was really scared. Benjamin ran across the rocks and was now over where the girl was. The girl was about eleven years old. Benjamin said, “I will save you.” The girl said, “Thank you.” But how would he? By carrying her across the stones? So, he lifted her carefully across the stones. Everybody was yelling and shouting because they thought that they were going to fall. But it wasn’t true that they were going to fall because Benjamin was a very strong boy of course. So, everybody had their eyes wide open. They couldn’t believe that he had done it. The girl said, “Thank you. You’re my prince!” Everybody laughed and smiled at each other. Benjamin was the rescuer of the day. After that, everybody had a big party. That was Benjamin’s day.

Pooh and Piglet went skiing in Airolo. It was their first time. When Pooh was going down the slope he fell over twice. The second time Pooh fell over he hit a tree. He smelt honey and he loved honey! He climbed the tree. The tree was full of honey so he started to eat it. He ate until he saw some bees. He quickly climbed down and skied off very fast. He remembered that he was racing Piglet. He wanted to win the race. He soon overtook Piglet and won the race. Piglet caught up with Pooh and they both went for some hot chocolate except for Pooh. He was full of honey.

Benjamin’s DayBy Cristian Riis, Grade 4

Pooh Goes SkiingBy Michaela Holmes, Grade 1

Source: AntiquesNavigator.com

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Once upon a time, there was a mysterious village with unusual people and cold, stone houses. The mysterious thing about it was that each night, the sea was invaded by a dark fog so black that nobody could see through it. Each night, some of the people disappeared and more stars appeared. Only a poor, scruffy boy knew the terrible secret: every late evening, strange pirates made out of black cloud arrived on a ship called The Mist to the seashore and with their power kidnapped some of the villagers and brought them to their ship. The cloudmen worked for the Lord of Clouds: if the perished people had been good, they would bring them to heaven and

would be transformed into stars. On the other hand, if they had been bad they would go to the underworld. The boy who had discovered all that was named Tom. He had no parents and lived alone in the streets. He had nothing to do, so that night he decided to go to the seashore and explore more. He wished terribly to see the cloudmen (his grandpa had told him the legend before dying), but he wasn’t even sure they existed! Tom finally arrived and there was the black mist, as dark as ever. He reached out his hand towards it and, surprisingly, it passed right through the fog! Suddenly, he felt someone pulling hard at him: a cloud-pirate! The last thing Tom could sense was a loud BANG as he was thrown onboard of The Mist, pain and fright rising inside him

with the salty sea smell. Then everything went black, absolutely black.TO BE CONTINUED...

Tom and the Mystery of the Cloudmen, Part 1By Giordana Fiorentino, Grade 5

Source: Synestesia.com

Source: TopTenz.net

Springby Dea Recica, Grade 5

Flowers peeking in the distance,     The sunshine is like their assistance.

The trees are dancing in the light,             While the bees are hugging the trees tight.

Spring, spring, spring,Sometimes can be dangerous when bees sting.

People lay down on the green grass,Spring is here alas!

Why Can’t I!by Alessia Galeotalonza, Grade 5

Why can’t I

But he doesn’t understandI was very sad in fact I cried

When I needed to play with him he can’tEveryday when I felt happyThat day was not the same

After he never played that day.

Next FridayI’ll ask him something

Why can’t I show him who I amWhy can’t I tell him what I am

Why, why, why, why, why!

Why can’t I!

Take the train!

Take a seat in a beautiful coach and relax.

No engine noise will disturb you, reading

your book, eating your snack near the

caboose and watching the landscape as you

are crossing the countryside.

What could be more enjoyable?

By Allegra Masnata, Grade3

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The Dreamer, Part 1By Gregoria Fiorentino, Grade 5

Source: OpenClipArt.org

Sunday MondayBy Betsy Matthew, Grade 4

One Sunday morningI woke up yearning

To go snowboardingOne Sunday morning

One Sunday day I was ready to play

With my new friend MayOne Sunday morning

One Sunday night I was ready to fight

In dark or lightOne Sunday day

One fun SundayOne great Sunday

One awesome SundayOne

Sunday

One Monday at dawn I saw a brown fawn

He was on my front lawnOne Monday at dawn

One Monday at lunchI saw a bunch

Of apple punchOne Monday at lunch

One Monday eveI had to leave

Because I tore my sleeveOne Monday eve

One spectacular MondayOne cool Monday

One terrific MondayOne

Monday

I was a ten-year old boy named Sid who dreamed of going to magical and mysterious lands far away. And this very day I finally got the answer. I found the entrance to a magical land, and without even thinking I went inside the gateway and was teleported there, to Monsterland. There I found all the monsters of the land dancing and having fun at a party. I thought I was dreaming!

Suddenly everybody stopped and a purple mist hung over everybody’s head. I realized that the King had arrived: everyone bowed, but nobody dared speaking. From the books that I had read, the King came only for serious reasons. A fat monster started whispering to the King, eyeing me wearingly. Then the king announced something in monster language. All of the monsters stared at me. They looked dreary. They had a cold stare, wicked smile, sharp teeth, and evil eyes.

Suddenly I understood why they were staring. I was an intruder, and they had called “His Majesty” so that he could put me into prison and then cook me (you have to know that monsters are great cannibals). I started to run, but it was too late: they had grabbed me.

TO BE CONTINUED...

By Anna Belan, Grade 2

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Dear Friends,

When you eat something, please don’t throw trash on the ground!

Keep your beautiful playground clean so that other children can play in the green grass and that people’s feet don’t stumble on your garbage.

THANKS FOR YOUR HELP!

A Reminder From Allegra Masnata

By Masha Is’kova, Grade 1

Photo by Charlie Roe, Grade 2

Photo by Charlie Roe, Grade 2

Photo by Charlie Roe, Grade 2