


This is me and my friend Jewel. Jewel was in my class when we lived in St. Thomas. She was here in Florence for a few days this summer. She spent the night at my house and we did facials!


This is me bike riding with my friend Valentina in Piazza Santa Croce. Valentina goes to school with me. She's one grade higher than me, but she is the same age as me. Me and Valentina are very good friends and like to play together after school in the piazza on the bikes (and we ride on her mom's bike together). Her nickname is Vale (you say it "val-ay").





Sweet and Low
Sweet and Low, sweet and low,
Wind of the western sea,
Low, low, breathe and blow,
Wind of the western sea!
Over the rolling waters go,
Come from the dying moon, and blow,
Blow him again to me;
While my little one, while my pretty one sleeps.
Sleep and rest, sleep and rest,
Father will come to thee soon;
Rest, rest, on mother's breast,
Father will come to thee soon;
Father will come to his babe in the nest,
Silver sails all out of the west
Under the silver moon:
Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Sea Joy
When I go down by the sandy shore
I can think of nothing I want more
Than to live by the booming blue sea
As the seagulls flutter round about me
I can run about–when the tide is out
With the wind and the sand and the sea all about
And the seagulls are swirling and diving for fish
Oh–to live by the sea is my only wish.
Jacqueline Bouvier