5 ways to improve your IQ by Catherine C

1. First thing is first, do everything differently. Challenge your brain to form new connections and pathways by doing the things you normally do on autopilot differently. Brush your teeth with your non-dominant hand. Walk around as if you’re going backwards through time. Talk to yourself in a different language. Whatever you can do to mix it up, do it!
2. Mediate. Much research has shown that not only is meditating good for stress levels and mood, but it’s also good for brain functioning. It has been shown to improve blood flow to the brain, patience, concentration, and memory. And it’s totally relaxing, too.
Try 30 minutes each day. You may split this into 10 or 15 minute blocks 2-3 times a day. It is preferable to do when you wake up, after you exercise, and at night directly before you go to bed.
3. Consider taking supplements. A much safer alternative to taking “smart” drugs is taking natural supplements. Just make sure you’re taking the right amount by talking to your doctor first. All of the ones below come backed by scientific research:
Caffeine
Creatine
Ginkgo Biloba
Omega-3 fatty acids
4. Start doing regular aerobic exercise. The studies of Win Wenger show that breath correlates to attention span. Try underwater swimming or running. If not, any aerobic exercise should do. Exercise twice a day for 45 minutes when you wake up and before you go to bed. You should preferably couple this with meditation after you exercise.
5. Sleep when your brain actually wants it. Some people are in their prime thinking zone at 9 in the morning. Some at 9 at night. Even others at 3 AM or whenever they’ve finished their third cup of coffee. Since everyone is different, sleep when your brain wants it. Do you do your best work at night? Then sleep late. You’re not being lazy, you’re being wise!

20 Fun Facts for Harry Potter that will Knock You Off Your Broom by Catherine C

1. The very first Harry Potter book was published in 1998, the year the battle of Hogwarts took place.
2. Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger unite the three different Ollivander wand cores.
3. After Harry defeated Voldemort he lost the ability to speak Parseltongue
4.Draco attended Fred Weasley’s funeral
5. The first and last words we ever hear Dobby utter are ‘Harry Potter’
6.Dementors are a metaphor for mental illness
7.Snape was the only one who knew how things would end
8.Draco Malfoy is quarter Vela
9.Professor McGonagall was a quiddich player in her Hogwarts ages
10.Tom Felton had not read any of the Harry Potter book before auditioning for the role of Draco Malfoy
11.Muggles can’t make potions
12. J.K. Rowling says the sorting hat only made 7 mistakes, one of them was placing Severus Snape in Slytherin
13.Greggory Lockhart was in Ravenclaw
14.Severus Snape’s last words were “look at me”, to see Lily’s eyes once more.
15.Peeves were never shown in the movies
16.Both Harry and Dumbledore possessed all 3 of the deathly hallows
17.Harry Potter personally destroyed only one of Voldemort’s horcruxes
18.The snake Harry Potter let free in the 1st book was actually Nagani (One of Voldemort’s horcrux)
19.The actor for Albus Dumbledore died shortly before the release of “Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets” so they had to find a new Dumbledore.

Red Ribbon by Bessy and Gladd

Red Ribbon
As a child I have experienced many dreadful situations, but pleasing ones as well, the memories still roam around in my blank head, at the age of 13 I have experienced a dreadful disease called polio, while sitting on the hospital bed my body suddenly becomes stiff, I try to get the glass of water besides me all I do is nock it down and watch it shatter it into pieces. in a minute I yelp with pain in my arms and my legs my throat suddenly feels soar, I use my palm to press the emergency button next to me, and as doctors run in to see what have happened gushes of tears run down my cheek, the doctors each take a part of my body and examine it, they tell me I have a bad disease, and I start to freak out all my mind was focused on was the pain everywhere, one of the doctors say “We have to take her to building 2” another say “ok lets move” and they push me out the room I was bumping but for that second I could stop thinking about the pain, the last thing I could see was the sign that had my name Cecilia Pinkihood, and then everything turns black. As my eye lids rise I find out I am in a room with physical therapy equipment’s, that moment as I lye down on the bed there the doctors come in to give me my meal, everyday and I would sit there isolated from other kids and every thing outside the room, when I was inside the other hospital room kids like me would always visit me, and give me cards, still now I don’t know why I was in the hospital in the first place or were my parents were? at this age I sill forget things very easily but I never find why? days passed and something was on my wrist I could feel it just then I saw a ribbon, as weeks passed the ribbon got smaller or maybe it was my hands that got bigger but I knew I had to tell someone so right before, I press the emergency button quickly, as soon I could even blink I hear a knock on the door, a women and a man take a step forward and asked if they could come in and talk to me, as they came closer I keep thinking that I have met them before but I really did not want myself to get a head ache about it so I just considered them as strangers, reply with a soft and direct “Do I know you” The two strangers look at me with shock on their faces. The woman cups her hand around mines and says, “Cecilia you don’t remember us?” I take my hand away from hers, but in the process I feel a blast of pain come out of nowhere. ” AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH” I shout. The pain felt like we had just cut off my hand without Anastasia. The woman runs to the man. The man grips her to his body. Suddenly the woman starts crying. “Cecilia we are your parents,” the man says. Suddenly I remember them I remember my mom hugging me every time I came home from school sad. I remember my dad bringing me to his office every Friday and letting me doodle on his note book. I remember how every Christmas we just by the fire place. I sit on the dad and mom sits next to us hugging both of us at the same time. Suddenly I feel bad about myself. I feel so bad because I couldn’t recognize my own parents. But I had to be sure so I randomly asked some questions about me, my first one was “What is my middle name?” Only my parents knew my middle name and they knew I didn’t like it. They both looked at me in surprise. After a while of just us looking at each other the woman started laughing and said “Your middle name is Ducky,” It was the first time I had ever been happy to hear my middle name. So these people really were my parents! I was so happy! I started jumping off the bed to hug them but then sharp pain shot through me as if a sharp toothed creature was eating me from the inside. I let go of an ear splitting sound. I didn’t know if that was a scream or not. Maybe it was but my throat was so dry. Suddenly I started to feel something coming out of my throat. I didn’t know where all of that came from I hadn’t eaten in days. I heard adult voices calling for doctors. I guess it was my parents. I heard footsteps coming towards me. I heard a female voice, probably mom, crying calling out for me. Suddenly everything was black. I couldn’t see anything I couldn’t hear anything, At last everything was black and the whole world was silent……..
I burst awake, I looked around the room, I actually felt a lot better, but as soon as I got up I felt a stiff pain in my legs and arms again. I screamed in . I quickly sat back down tears rolling down my face. I couldn’t stand it anymore! I wanted to know what was wrong with me. Suddenly a doctor came in with a frustrated look on his face. I quickly whipped the tears off my face I started panicking. What was happening? The doctor sat beside me on the bed. “I’ve got bad news for you girl.” I wanted to sit up but I knew it will hurt me. So I stayed how I was and asked, “What’s wrong?” I was panicking ” He looked at me and said ” Your mom died in a car accident”

To be continued

The Meaning of Home by Sunny R

The Meaning of Home

Welcome.
this is my home, my space, my treasure chest
of all the things I love
Where I can trash reality
And fall into
A reverie
And If you look around
My precious, cherished
Treasure chest
Swivel your head
side to side, round and round and up, up to the sky
Skim your shining eyes across
But please, do not pry
Run your fingers along the walls
I know every dent and dimple
Every one of the knots and gnarls
All the imperfections, to me, hold a story

This is my home, my space, my treasure chest, my very own
dragon’s lair
Jealously guarded by a smooth white door
Where only family, love and friendship will get you through
If you do not possess these virtues,
I beg you, visitor,
Go out, live a life, taste freedom, and I will guarantee
That you will find the meaning of what home
Means to me

This is my home, my space, my treasure chest, my very own
dragon’s lair, the place where my soul lies
Where all my sweet childhood memories
Peek out
From every nook and cranny
Where I got to be
An eight year old veteran,
A veteran of hide and seek
The only one to know where to hide so that nobody could find
me

Here in my home, my space, my treasure chest, my very own dragon’s
lair, the
place where my soul lies, where I can dream
I used to think
That if pirates ever came barging
into the place I cherish most
in my heart,
I would hide
Safe
Like the sun behind silver clouds
Until…
Until I would fly up, up, upper,
Until I would get a taste of cloud candy floss
Like Popeye gulping spinach
Then go swooping down to that
Ugly, crude, spooky pirate ship, and defeat all of those meanie pirates
Pink sparkles
Trailing in my wake
I would dream up a concoction of flowery sweetness
To magic the ship into a neon pink one
A ship so magnificent
That
The waves bowed and bended
That
The clouds shone with gold
That
The heavens sent down a
cascade of rainbows
to the way my ship was heading
 
This is my home, my space, my treasure chest, my very own dragon’s
lair, the place where my soul lies, where I can dream, but where reality \
now sets in
This is my home, my space, my treasure chest, my very own dragon’s
lair, the place where my soul lies, where I can dream
This is my home, my space, my treasure chest, my very own dragon’s
lair, the place where my soul lies
This is my home, my space, my treasure chest, my very own dragon’s
lair
This is my home, my space, my treasure chest
This is my home, my space
This
Is
My
Home
 
Mine.

The Dance of Inky Darkness by Etsuko N

The Dance of Inky Darkness
Dancing is joy,
The feeling of happiness.
As I put on my pointe shoes,
The familiar feeling makes me who I am.

Dancing is when I step on stage,
And know that it’s my time to shine.
As I dip my pointe shoes in to the inky darkness,
And start trailing dark flowers that bloom beneath my toes
on the snowy white paper.

Dancing is when miracles happens,
As I help raise money for charity.
The painting was worth 120 thousand million.
And all the money goes to charity.