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Seen the movie Knight and Day? Let us know if you liked it too.
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Title: Knight and Day
Review: Knight and Day
Rating: *** out 4 stars.

In the film “Knight and Day”, the first thing we see in it is: June Havens(played by Cameron Diaz) being questioned by airport security about the contents of her suitcase. It contains old spare parts from several old cars, to help put back together another old car(she fixes cars). Strangely enough, security lets her in. In real life, she’d never make it past, as these parts would be considered bludgeon weapons. But this isn’t real life. This is a movie, so who cares?

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Two stories from Cordelia

Both by Nekayah H

The Rabbit and the Hat 

Connections

Check them out after the links. Connections might surprise you.

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Poem from Vacaville

Nightmares

Every night I lay awake.

Waiting for the dawn to break.

Because I fear,

These evil creatures will come near.

And try to kill while I'm in my snooze.

But one day they will lose.

Against my superior brain.

I will leave them crying in pain.

They should never mess with me.

I had to make them see.

That there is more than meets the eye.

They know that now because they died.

Name: Victoria
School: Vacaville High School
Branch: Vacaville Cultural Center

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Photographs from the Summer Reading Program

Civic Center Library

A Road in Hawaii by Elaine N 

Vacaville Town Square Library

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Vacaville Poem

The Higher Self

Coming Silently Through The Clearing.
I Faced A Split Empty Trail.
Cocking My Head To The Left.
The Trail Lingered Into A Shaded Overgrown Tunnel.
A Single Bead Of Sweat Rolled Swiftly Down My Face.
Turn Right.
The Sun Peered Over The Shoulder Of The Vertical Hill.
Energizing The Life That Resides Hidden In The Golden Brush.
The Sounds Of The Rustling Oak Trees.
And.
Blue Jay’s Squawking to the Passerby That Disturbed Its Resting Hour.
I Climbed The Vertigo Hill.
Slowly A Rhythm Picked Up In My Feet.
Looking Up
The Rhythm Stopped.
My Body Stood Still.
I Gazed In Astonishment.
Intertwined With The Cool Gusting Wind.
The Graffiti Flourished The Tower To My Left.
The Signs Of Peace And Love Covered The Stone Cold Wall.
Smiling At The Positivity.
I Turned.
My Head To The East.
Below The Evading Hill.
Laid A Pond.
On Top Of The Shimmering Water
A Sprinkling Of Ducks And Geese Gliding Together.
Accomplished.
I Felt Pride.
Thoughts.
Can I Do This Again?
Feel The Sweat Soak My Shirt?
Feel My Knees Begin To Buckle Under The Pressure Of An Exhausted Human Being?
Provoking My Mind.
I Screamed At The Top Of My Out Of Oxygen Lunges.
Hell Yeah!

By: ashlyn w
Branch: Vacaville Cultural Center

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