Caitlin wrote this for an english paper.....

She read a book called "Marigolds". Its about a woman living during the depression who grows some marigolds. They are the only touch of beauty in an austere world. Someone becomes jealous and destroys them. Caitlin has to write her paper as if she were one of the "marigolds".

Here it is:


Marigolds… Caitlin Whelchel
Period 1
1/22/06
Days are so peaceful, as the life of the marigold. I swish and sway in the wind as the sun beats through my golden petals, casting rays of light on the moist soil beneath my roots. My family beside me moves and swishes with me, happy, together, standing out like crystals against a sea of rocks. Our caretaker, our master, our mother protects us, feeds us. Her old hands gently nurture our delicate golden petals, making us grow stronger, brighter, more outstanding. Mother makes us grow stronger and we can feel it! We can feel the loving power coursing through our veins, surging through our petals. How we adore her, our mother! Oh, the time she spends on growing us. So in return we do our duty. We dance with the wind, performing our masterful aerobics, catching the light and the heat and filling the atmosphere with our presence. We love to please our mother. But wait. Something is wrong. Our brother has been hurt. Creatures are out there. We can sense them. We can feel their vibrations as they stamp loudly on the ground, preparing to attack. We shift away from them as far as our stems allow us. Our petals shake with fear as another rock is shot into our bunch, beheading a dear cousin. Mother begins to shout. She wants to protect us, she does. Suddenly an attacker comes loose. It prances around my master, taunting her, jeering at her. Fury rakes through us. We hate it when our mother is wrongfully treated. More attackers leap out of their hiding place and they tease mother. We hate them! We hate the attackers that kill our brethren and hurt our mother! How dare they? The attackers flee when another large creature steps up. His vibrations are much louder, heavier. We are saved.