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Le Dilettante
2011

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--Emily Anna 12th

--Art II Students

At the start of this great task, I must admit that I was wor-
risome and nervous. I thought that in order to produce a worthy
finished product, we would have to pour out our very own blood,
sweat and tears. I envisioned long painstaking hours of stressful
work. But the process of creating the 2011 Le Dilettante was quite
the opposite of my mountainous expectations. The creation of this
magazine has run surprisingly smooth and I am proud to say
that it has come together nicely. I hope that you, the reader, en-
joy viewing this magazine as much as I have enjoyed taking part
in putting it together.
-Samantha Heuring
To be completely honest, I had no idea what to expect for my

time spent on the Le Dilettante. Through out this endeavor I wasn’t
really worried, even though Mrs. Ruggles was visibly distraught.
Most of the presented problems came in the use of the “for-
eign” software of Adobe InDesign and Photoshop; where as Google
became a constant source of instruction. Many more trials and trib-
ulations arose in the selecting and photographing of artwork. I am
a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to art and have never cared
much for the artwork of younger generations; Sam and Mrs. Ruggles
helped a lot here. They were very good at “convincing” me to settle
with some more art; in exchange for some cameo appearances of my
favorite animal in key locations within the pages (I wonder if anyone
noticed). I am also dysfunctional with anything that vaguely resembles
a camera, which would have posed a great void if not for Sherry. I’m
very glad I had all of them: Sherry, Sam, Mrs. Ruggles, and most of
all Google.
I truly enjoyed working on the Le Dilettante, but would be con-
tent to never see another InDesign document in my life. I thank you
all for supporting Central Montcalm art and hope you enjoy viewing
this years Le Dilettante.
-John LaLonde


--Trinity Flanigan 8th
--Nichelle Ganther 8th

--Denise Matice 12th

The Big Old Moose
There once was a big, old, moose.

He liked to drink a lot of juice,
His name was Fred,
He liked drinking juice in bed.
One day, he fell out of bed,
He bumped his head,
--Brendon Huntly 4th And we all know he was sure to be dead.
-Jace Vining 5th
Ted and Ned
There one was a man named Ted.

He had a brother, named Ned.
Ted lived in a shoe,
--Kiley Guelzo 4th It was blue.
Ned lived in a box,
With a fox.
Ned and Ted, you see,
Are very strange indeed.
-Tyler Giles 5th
--Melissa Misquente 4th
A leaf with bubbles

A leaf filled with amazement
It is natures gift
--Branden Kring 4th

--Adysenn 4th

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Hollenbeck 10
--Brooke
ad.
--Glen Wo
lfington 1
2th
--Stacy Bowers 11th

--Katelyn M
ain 12th
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--Noah E

--Kasey Sinclair 10th
Jungle Gym Monster

Standing tall and long on the wooded land
with skin
of yellows and reds
of greens and blues
of plastic and steel.
It looks inviting,
but the boy knows better.
All he wants is to master the beast.

Slowly he climbs up, up, up.
He tells himself he won’t look down,
but he does in spite of that idea.
He peeks down and fear fills his eyes;
his head starts to spin.
He reaches his destination:

the heart of the beast.
A quick decision leads to a scream,
and with a a scream,
he goes
down
down
down.
-Sarah Brisbin 12th

--Keaton Rydahl 8th
--Keaga
n James
8th
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--Monica Cozort

--Jillian
Partlo 8
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yatt 8th
--Erica W

--Kaiden Sparks 2nd
Ode To Peanut Butter
Sticky, sweet and full of joy,

you’ve been consumed since I
was a little boy.
Placed upon your whole wheat
throne,
your nutty goodness stands
alone.
Your marriage with jelly is

oh-so good,
I’d eat you every day if I
could.
Jiff, Peter Pan, Skippy, and
Reese’s,
tears my heart to little pieces.
Peanut butter you have a

knack,
for sprucing up my after-
school snack.
Crunchy, creamy, rich and
sweet,
you’re the only butter I want
to eat.
-Jordan Wise 12th

--Kori Post 10th
--Kylie Pixley 8th
Death is easy,
but dreaming of things
brings life.
-Kylie Pixley 8th 10 10

--Skyler Kellams 2nd --Zach Waldron 1st
--Alaina Esterley 1st
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--Maddy Mackenzie 1st
--Zack Clark 2nd

--Sierra Luedtke 1st
--Savanna Wireman 1st
I look out of the house today. I looked in the back-

yard and saw a snowman. My snowman looks like
a girl, it is big, and wears a blue scarf. My snow-
man is cool in the backyard. My snowman has
melted.
-Savanna Wireman 1st
--Wyatt Cook 1st 12

--Faith Swan 2nd
--Kaila Willemstein 2nd
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--Sherry Nassif 11th 14

--Mitchell Wagner 7th
--Trevor Lincoln 7th
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--Mekenzie Davis 7th

--Jessi Miller 10th
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Eagle Rescue
--Rachel Herron 10 As I was flapping
th
my wings violently
towards the horizon
I found you
all by yourself,
curled up into a ball,
just a baby gray mouse
helplessly lying there.
I took you under
my wing and raised
you as if you
were my own,
--Meg feeding you,
an Pet
erson- caring for you,
Brook
s 12th loving you.
And here you are
today
alive as can be.
--Justin Switzer 12th
th
--Clorissa Greenhoe 12
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n Sm
orga
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gn 8th
--Jilliyn McVei
--Juliea Hansen 8t Prey

h
As I am soaring,
looking down I see the sun glistening
on the clear blue water.
Suddenly I see the splash.
Instantly I think prey;
I dart toward the water,
talons ready to kill,
so close to the victory.
Splash; they hit the water.
The sound of my talons
is like the ripping of flesh.
As I swoop back up,
there is a great feeling of victory.
It is a great day;
the prey is down.
-Conner White 12th

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--Cheyenne Kelly 10th
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--Rachel Jorgensen 11th Track
Basketball This is my time.

This race.
I’m thrown in the air, This moment.
and try to go in the direction my team wants me to go. It is all mine.
I focus.
I try to avoid falling into our opponent’s hands, This is what I have been training for.
but the enemy has caught me. Those gruesome workouts
I set my blocks.
that make me collapse.
My teammates try to get me back. The constant coaching.
READY
This is my race.
I fall to my knees
I get smacked to the ground This is mine alone.
almost on the word.
And up into my ally’s hands. It’s programmed into me.
I cannot get up
As I’m flying in the air, I feel ree and on top of the world. even if I tried.
Everybody stands up SET
and cheers to their victory dance. My butt raises,
my knees slightly bent,
Because I just made my feet sliding
The winning shot. into the gate to Heaven,
21Baker
-Marcy the gate
that will win me this race.
-Ashley Story 12th

War fought yards at a time,
Give not reason nor rhyme.
We must run or we must gun,
For none shall know what none have done.
Be it addiction or be it curse,
No such thing as a purse.
Callous to the pain abroad,
The audience do applaud.
Bodies caked in mud,

Bodies spilling blood.
Falling,
Artificial stars above.
Not a shake; nor a rattle.

Tears of the wolf- who else to care?
Only those running there,
Clearing the corpse from the field of battle.
With our agony we shall run,

Day to day glory fades,
Today we shall hold our spades,
For an illness remains. --Ryan Emmons 12th
A lust,
A year in waiting forth shall we dine.
Conquer it we must.
Until victory is mine.
-John LaLonde 11th
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--Reghan Springsteen 10th
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--Logan Liebrock 12th
Friends are everything,

They cheer you when you are feeling down,
Make you smile when you want to cry,
Console you when life takes a turn for the worst,
Hug you even when you don’t want them to,
Support your ideas and dreams,
Help you get past doubts and fears,
They get you through break-ups,
And help you start a new.
They will always be there for you,
Whenever you need them.
Because, that’s what friends do.
-Emily Weller 11th
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--Nichole Roberts 12th
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--Emily Evans 12th

--Katie Vaughn-Sprowls 11th
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--Emily Fredrickson 12th

--Shelby McIntyre 10th
butterflies fly high

so beautiful in the sky
her wings glide so high
-Kiley Guelzo 4th
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--Christa Feazel 12th
--Kasey Sinclair 10th 30

--Molly Buskirk 11th
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--Breanna Collins 10th

Dear Brothers and Sisters of The World,
I have not been through what you have been through,

this we know.
My race hasn’t suffered
nearly as much as yours.
I do apologize
for all the problems and pain
that my ancestors brought.
Do realize that it wasn’t me personally.

I cannot change the past,
for I live for the present.
How are we supposed to bring peace
to this problem if you won’t forgive?
Refer to me as an individual please,

not a kind.
I can only treat you as you currently treat me.
Both of our efforts are needed
to change this battle
primarily against nothing.
Sincerely,
A White Sister In The World
-Celeste Camp 11th
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--Kimberly Meadows
Confessions of Feelings
Don’t go saying you weren’t serious,

do not pretend that you were joking.
Do you think that I was laughing?
Did you even feel me choking?
Don’t take back all those lies

and pretend that they were true.
Don’t bring back all that stuff I said
about how I lived for you.
Don’t go saying we are perfect;

don’t fake you love me even more.
Don’t bring back all those feelings,
that strangled me before.
Please do no turn me around

from the steps away I’d made.
Don’t bring back memories
of drugs and a razor blade.
Don’t screw me up again;

don’t crawl inside my head.
Don’t go saying all those things,
those things that you once said.
So please don’t say that;

don’t pretend that it’s okay.
Don’t go saying “I love you”,
because you know I’ll say it back.
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-Zach Raible 12th

--Maureen McCallum 10th
Great Lakes Storm
I heard the moss-covered rocks moan a soft surren-

der
as the blue-green water was thrust down upon them.
With the roar of a thousand lions, the lake
thrashed against the shore.
I could smell the spray from the lake

as it engulfed the frail dock, its cold
metal legs trembling with fear.
I was nearly thrown from my feet

as I stepped into a stampede
of galloping wind.
The rain felt like an army of spears

falling from the Heavens onto the
defenseless beach.
With the shiver of each grain of sand,
I knew how it felt to be inadequate and vulnerable.
Suddenly, without heed, clear skies

emerged from the south.
I felt the beach rejoice as the
sun once again protected it
with the warmth of her blanket.
--Mercedes
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-Jordan Wise 12th

--Samantha Heuring 12th
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--Randi VeltKamp 11th
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--Kourtney McKeown 11th
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--Jon MacDonald 10th

--Kirsten Dulbandzhyan 11th
--Jessi Miller 10th
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Gliding around and around on the dance floor,
Twirling so fast the dress slaps around my calves.
Shoes sliding across the floor in perfect step,
Arms wrapped around one another so lovingly,
Our hearts beating as one,
Gazes locked, staring into another’s soul,
And liking what we see.
Love reflecting there, clear for everyone to see,
Secret words passed between your body and mine.
We are on top of the world tonight,
Just two beautiful dancers; you and I.
-Emily Weller 11th
--Isabelle Williams 12th
--LeighAnna Cooper 12th

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--Logann Liebrock 12th
ves.
,
ine.
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--John LaLonde 11th
--Shelby 1st
dancing through the woods

gliding through the sky
passing coyotes.
-Kaylee Borton 4th
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--Kyle Hendrick 12th
There are creatures that fly; they soar above

the clouds,
twisting and turning in their content worlds,
There are creatures that swim; bending with
the water that invelops them,
they may exceed what most can do, but they
do not exceed the great. The Admired. The
Brave.
-Elizabeth Richardson 10th
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--Elizabeth Richardson 10th

--Stacy Bowers 11th
Brown Eyes
His Beautiful eyes.
The ones I love so much.
The ones I got lost in,
The ones he lied to me in.
Why did he do it?
Why did he look at her
With his beautiful brown eyes?
The ones I thought I loved.
The ones I got lost in,
The ones he tricked me with.
Why did he do it?
Why did he leave me,
With his beautiful brown eyes?
The ones I still love,
The ones I still get lost in,
The ones who refus to look at me.
Why did he do it?
I will miss you forever and ever,
You and your beautiful brown eyes.
-Aubree May 7th
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Adysenn 3 May, Aubree 45
Anna, Emily front jacket McCallum, Maureen 35
Aquirre, Mercedes 35 McIntyre, Shelby 29
Baker, Marcy 21 McKeown, Kourtney 38
Borton, Kaylee 43 McVeign, Jilliyn 18
Bowers, Stacy 4, 45 Meadows, Kimberly 33-34
Brisbin, Sarah 6, back cover Miller, Jessi 40
Buskirk, Molly 31 Misquente,Melissa 3
Camp, Celeste 33 Nassif, Sherry 14
Clark, Zack 11 Partlo, Jillian 8
Collins, Breanna 32 Peterson-Brooks, Megan 17
Cook, Wyatt 12 Pixley, Kylie 10
Cooper, LeighAnna 41 Post, Kori 10
Cozort, Monica 7 Raible, Zach 34
Davis, Mekenzie 15 Richardson, Elizabeth 44
Dulbandzhyan, Kirsten 40 Roberts, Nichole 25
Eanes, Noah 5 Rydahl, Keaton 7
Emmons, Ryan 22 Shelby 43
Esterley, Alaina 11 Sinclair, Kasey 6, 30
Evans, Emily 26 Smith, Morgan 18
Feazel, Crista 30 Sparks, Kaiden 9
Flanigan, Trinity 1 Springsteen, Reghan 23
Fredrickson, Emily 20, 28 Story, Ashley 21
Ganther, Nichelle 1 Swan, Faith 13
Giles, Tyler 3 Switzer, Justin 17
Greenhoe, Clorissa 17 Vaughn-Sprowls, Katie 27
Guelzo, Kiley 3, 29 VeltKamp, Randi 37
Hansen, Juliea 18 Vining, Jace 3
Hendrick, Kyle 44 Wagner, Mitchell 15
Herron, Rachel 17 Waldron, Zach 11
Heuring, Samantha 36 Weller, Emily 24, 41
Hollenbeck, Brooke 4 White, Conner 18
Huntly, Brendon 3 Wiliams, Isabelle 41
James, Keagan 7 Willemstein, Kaila 13
Jenkins, Jonny back jacket Wireman, Savanna 12
Jorgensen, Rachel 21 Wise, Jordan 9, 35
kellams, Skylar 11 Wolfington, Glen 4
Kelly, Cheyenne 19 Wyatt, Erica 8
Kring, Brandon 3
Liebrock, Logann 24, 42
Lincoln, Trevor 15
Luedtke, Sierra 12
MacDonald, Jon 39
Mackenzie, Maddy 11
Main, Katelyn 5
Matice, Denice 2
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Stanton Fashionable Red Hats
Lynne and Rob Bowers
Open 7 days
“Where friendly service comes with a smile.”
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--Jonny Jenkins 9th
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Slipping Time
I watch time.
In breaths on cold mornings,
In moments I live in,
In pictures of my life,
In children growing,
In clocks tick-tocking.
I watch and watch,

Until I realize the tragedy.
I didn’t watch time very closely,
Because I never watched it slipping
through my fingers
By Sarah Brisbin
Central Montcalm Public Schools

1480 S. Sheridan Rd.
51 Stanton, MI 48888

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--Nichelle Ganther 8th

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There once was a big, old, moose.

Ted and Ned

There one was a man named Ted.

--Melissa Misquente 4th

A leaf with bubbles

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--Stacy Bowers 11th

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Jungle Gym Monster

All he wants is to master the beast.

He reaches his destination:

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Ode To Peanut Butter

Sticky, sweet and full of joy,

Your marriage with jelly is

Peanut butter you have a

-Jordan Wise 12th

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--Alaina Esterley 1st

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--Savanna Wireman 1st

I look out of the house today. I looked in the back-

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--Kaila Willemstein 2nd

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--Trevor Lincoln 7th

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--Justin Switzer 12th

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--Juliea Hansen 8t Prey

-Conner White 12th

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Basketball This is my time.

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Bodies caked in mud,

Not a shake; nor a rattle.

With our agony we shall run,

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Friends are everything,

-Emily Weller 11th

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