POEM.
A Cheerleaders Story.
cheerleaders have fun.
you bet they do.
always on the run.
never stuck to glue.
they know how to cheer.
and keep the spirit up.
never do they fear,
they will win the cup.
you think that we just stand there,
and yell around all night
c'mon, we wont mess up our hair.
we're ready to fight.

school a cheerleaders story

It's 6:00. I wake up, like I do every weekday, and get dressed. I then, straighten my hair and put on my make up. When I'm satisfied with myself, I go downstairs and fix my breakfast and lunch. My breakfast is usually just a pop tart, and my lunch; a bologna sandwich with chips and fruit snacks. Then, I get in the car with my brother and head on to school by 6:30.

For me, school starts at 7:20. But since traffic is so horrible, it takes thirty minutes at least to get to school. When I'm at school, I go to my first period, which is Spanish and stay there until 8:14. Next is second period; Geometry. That class ends a 9:14. Third period world geography ends at 10:15. Just those three classes for me are all in trailers.

So, thankfully, now I'm inside. And in biology class. I get out of there at about 11:15 and go downstairs in the basement for health. And after health, the beloved lunch in 6A. The lunches are split into two. So half of the 6th period goes to lunch first(6A) and the other half goes second(6B). For the second half of my lunch, I go to advisement, which is pretty much a study hall.

Finally, 7th period at 1:10, and it's Language Arts. I stay in here for an hour and ten minutes. But my day is far from over. Since I started track, I have practice everyday after school from 2:30-4:30. Then, I finally come home.

Of course, you're day wont go exactly like this, but relatively close. The times will be the same, but the classes probably wont. And if you don't like to run, you can choose to do dance team or cheerleading. I actually cheer in the winter for basketball, but since it's spring practices haven't started yet.

Dear Rog,
I would really like for you to join me in my cheerleading utopia. I know cheer leading isn't your thing, but we could always use a diversity. You mean a lot to me. I would also enjoy your great music playing abilities at some of our events. For example, if we wanted a Relay For Life event, you'd be my first choice for the band. Rog, I hope you seriously consider this invitation to come live in my utopia. You can have free passes to any of the other music events we may have, in order to check out your competition and try and out do them. I'll even throw in a cow pasture or two. (: I know you'll have fun with your car and the cows. Anyway, if you choose not to, I'll still love you. But I'd like for you to let me know as soon as possible.
Your cousin,
Penelope

rules:

a cheerleaders story

1. Smile Smile Smile!
2. Own a cell phone.
3. Fall in love.
4. Listen to a new song everyday.
5. Be able to tumble.
6. Never kill anyone.
7. Eat macaroni.
8. Sing in the shower.
9. Play guitar hero.
10. Mess with your brothers.
These are of the utmost importance. Please follow them all.

Thank you.

a cheerleaders story:

why it's made.

I made "a cheerleaders story" because i wanted to write about the life of a cheerleader. Cheerleaders may seem like airheads, but I'm here to tell you that I am NOT an airhead. And most aren't. My "cheer leading society" is a place where you can learn cheers, new stunts, and sign up for tumbling classes.

I also made this blog because my teacher told us to. So I figured, why not? I mean, it's for a grade. And I really don't want to fail. Plus, it's kind of fun.