Sixth Grade Dance = Huge Success!

The 6th Grade Dance was wild and a great time for all of the kids who went to it. The music was cranked at full blast, playing songs by Ke$ha, Will.i.am, and L.M.F.A.O with snacks such as red vines, cookies, popcorn, and beverages such as water and lemonade.

An anonymous student said, “It was wild and supervised. It was great!”

“The photobooth was my favorite part,” said a sixth grader named Alyssa.

The same anonymous student also said, “My favorite song was probably ‘Party rock anthem.’” The majority of 6th graders interviewed agreed with him.

Although the dance was a huge hit, there have been a few complaints about how loud the music was and that it should have been turned down.

Most sixth graders agree, the dance was a huge, wild, and fun success.

--Jacob Ben-Shmuel, STAFF WRITER

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