Check out these fantastic hand drawn maps plotted, and designed by our 6th graders!
If you are in 6th grade, and you would like to keep your blog account, please let me know by your last EL day (May 14). Otherwise, I will plan to delete your account over the summer. This will go for middle school and high school students, as well. You may reply to this post to let me know, email me, or tell me in person.
Thanks for your help!
Now that March Madness is nearing the end, things are getting crazy!
The under dog from the Mid-West, Julius Randle and the number eight seeded 28-10 Kentucky Wildcats finally decided to start playing now that the big dance has started. They have knocked off the Kansas State Wildcats(9), the Wichita State Shockers(1), the Louisville Cardinals(4), and the Michigan Wolverines(2). But will they be ready for the competition coming up – the best in the West, Frank Kaminsky and the 30-7 Wisconsin Badgers? Like the Wildcats, the two seeded Badgers haven’t had an easy trip to make it to the Final Four. They have had to defeat American University(15) in which they did by 40, the Oregon Ducks(7), the Baylor Bears(6), and a thrilling overtime win against the Arizona Wildcats(1).
The favored team to beat since the first round from the South is the 36-2 Florida Gators. They are led by the SEC player of the year, Scottie Wilbekin, and come into the Final Four with the only number 1 seed remaining. Here’s the path the Gators took to get to the Final Four. They have beaten the Albany Great Danes(16), the Pittsburgh Panthers(9), the UCLA Bruins(4), and the Dayton Flyers(11). Even though the Gators have had an easy journey so far, only facing one team under a 9 seed, don’t underestimate them. They have beat really good teams before. The Gators will have a mighty challenge on Saturday, facing Shabazz Napier and the surging number seven seeded 30-8 UConn Huskies. The Huskies might have had the hardest time to get to the Final Four. They have had to beat the Saint Joseph’s Hawks(10), the Villanova Wildcats(2), the Iowa State Cyclones(3), and the Michigan State Spartans(4). That is some serious competition.
In my opinion you will see the Florida Gators beat the UConn Huskies and the Kentucky Wildcats will barely escape the Wisconsin Badgers and advance to the Finals.
The reason I believe the Gators will win is because Florida has so much size and talent it will be too overwhelming to beat if you’re UConn. I think that UConn’s defense will put up a fight but in the end Florida’s offense and rebounding will win it for the Gators.
There is also a reason I believe Kentucky will outdo the Badgers of Wisconsin. The Wildcats are so huge! Their outstanding defense and rebounding will win it for them. Wisconsin isn’t as big or athletic but has a powerful offense. I predict that the massive(7 foot) forward for the Wildcats, Willie Cauley-Stein, from Olathe, Kansas will have a breakout game on defense primarily. He is a block machine. Keep this in mind, the shortest player in Kentucky’s starting lineup is 6 foot 6 inches.
So therefore according to my predictions you will see Florida face-off against the Wildcats of Kentucky in the finals. In my opinion Kentucky’s cinderella run will end against Florida. The Gators are just too powerful for Kentucky. Scottie Wilbekin and the Gators will be cutting down the nets!
The final four games will start with UConn vs. Florida on April 5, tip-off at 5:09 pm ct. Kentucky vs. Wisconsin on April 5, tip-off at 7:49 pm ct. In AT&T Stadium in Arlington, Texas. The championship game is April 7 on CBS. It is also in AT&T Stadium in Arlington, Texas.
Now you know my opinion, what’s yours?
“If I could Invent One Thing to Make the World a Better Place…”
All El students were introduced to the Doodle for Google contest this quarter. We looked at some past winners, and discussed attributes of each. We took a virtual tour of the Googleplex in California, and decided we would all like to work there! Some students were able to view a live question and answer session with a real Google Doodler, and had a brainstorming session along with other students in the country.
Once we brainstormed, students were given time to draft their doodles, but had to complete a bulk of their final copy outside of class. Students returned their entries to us to submit, and we have placed these below. On April 29th, 50 state winners will be announced and public voting will open up. We will let you know if any of our doodlers get chosen. We think we have really good chance, good luck, everyone!
Click on an image to see it in its entirety.
Fourth graders are comparing giraffe information sites using a rating scale. Which one is the best for my research?
Some sixth grade students are learning about world geography in order to eventually draw their own map of the World by hand. Below are some websites we are using for lessons that might be helpful moving forward:
Some Examples of Past Student Maps:
This has been an exciting week as the folks at Google just announced this year’s Doodle for Google theme!
If I were to invent one thing to make the world a better place…
We have been spending some time this week brainstorming. We decided that this year’s theme really boils down to three things:
- What are my interests?
- What problems does the world have? (We decided global rather than local/regional issues are best)
- What ONE invention can I come up with that would both be in my interest area and address one of the problems?
Next week we will start drafting our ideas on the Google provided paper, or on blank paper if preferred. Some of you took paper home, or indicated that you would be working on ideas over the week.
We have decided to have everyone try this, though it will be your option as to whether or not they choose to submit their idea. Next week, and the Monday after will be the only time we give to work on it in class, so you will be responsible for turning it in to me on your EL class right before spring break. You may choose to submit it online if you would prefer.
Below are the links kids asked me to post. Let me know if you have questions, and good luck!
We are looking into a new host site and possibly new site altogether for our blog. Please back up all the posts you want to save on Word! It may be possible to move them over, but I would be so sad if important posts were lost forever. I will post more information as I learn it, so stay tuned!
The 5th and 6th graders are learning about a method of communication called ASSERT. This is a way to talk constructively with a person about something that is bothering you without putting the other person on the defensive. The letters stand for:
A – Get the person’s attention
S – Make it soon, simple, and short
S – Describe the specific behavior
E – Tell its effect on you
R – Suggest a desired response
T – Try to get/make terms for the future
We asked the kids to post examples of when they used the method with someone, when they might use it in the future, when they wish they would have used it (in the past), or when they might counsel a friend to use it. We had some great responses! I have posted a few to the front page. We feel confident that learning the ASSERT method will help you when working with teachers, friends, neighbors, parents….anybody!
I am so glad that I learned ASSERT, it has helped me alot lately. One example is when someone took all of my pencils without asking. I was very upset when this happened, but I handled it calmly and used ASSERT. This is what I did:
A: I started by approaching them regularly and got their attention calmly and with no hurry or raising of my voice.
S: I approached them only an hour or so after I found out and someone told me who it was.
S: I then told him that I did not appreciate the he took all of my pencils without asking and told him that I would have gladly let him borrow a pencil or two if he had asked.
E: I then told him that it’s effect on me was that I did not have any pencils to work with during class and had to borrow some from my friends and I also could not focus very well in class knowing that I was missing all of my pencils.
R: I told him that I would have preferred that he asked me for a pencil to borrow and I would have given him one.
T: I ended the conversation by telling him that if he ever needed a pencil that he could ask me for one instead of taking anyone else’s or mine.
That was my experience with ASSERT. At the end, I got my pencils back and let him keep a few to make sure he didn’t do it again. I am so glad that I learned how to use ASSERT!
At my school, there is a boy who seems to brag about almost everything all of the time. To try and get him to stop annoying me and other people with his bragging comments, I can use the assertive steps:
A – Get the person’s attention
S – Make it soon, simple, and short
S – Describe the specific behavior
E – Tell its effect on you
R – Suggest a desired response
T – Try to get/make terms for the future
Let’s say that this boy started bragging about how good he is at basketball. I could get his attention and say to him: “Excuse me, can I tell you something?”
If he replies yes, I could tell him about what he is doing to annoy me, and make it soon, simple, and short: “You keep bragging about how good you do things, and it is annoying me.”
Then I could tell him the specific behavior: “You are not thinking about how others may feel about themselves, and seem to be bringing yourself up to the top. It is making other people, including me, to feel bad about themselves.”
Then the effect on me: “I don’t like the way you brag about yourself. It makes me feel like I am a whole lot worse than you, and I believe other people feel this way, too.”
Next, I state the desired response: “I would like it if you would stop bragging, and make others feel bad about themselves.”
Finally, make terms for the future: “Next time would you please tell yourself how good you are, instead of out loud to other people in class?”
If I do these steps to be assertive, I could solve my problem of him bragging and making others feel bad.
Well, another school year has come and gone. I simply cannot believe that some of the pig-tailed, wide-eyed little 1st and 2nd graders that I met just a few years ago are moving on to middle school! I wish you all the very best of luck, and hope you will stay on the blog and keep me updated.
Below is a link to the PowerPoint presentation Mrs. Marchin and I made to show most of the projects and units we completed this year. Make sure you show your parents if they have not already seen it! I also posted a link to the 6th grade video that McKenna and Ellyzabeth made.
Finally, I will leave you with a poem that was a favorite of Mrs. Bosch. I think it is a good reminder to us all!
To laugh often and much; to win respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you lived. This is to have succeeded.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
This post will be where I place websites of interest as they are introduced to you in our chemistry study as well as helpful chemistry sites to aid in your element research eventually.
The Atoms Family- where I found our paper atom experiment
Build-a-Bohr- the site (made using Scratch) that we used to build several Bohr models of atoms
BBC- Awesome information on atoms and elements from the BBC
Study Jams- This is where all the fun, short videos we have been watching are found. There are lots of videos on all subject areas here that might help you. The science videos on matter will help you the most for this class.
Chemical or Physical Change quiz- we will use this in class to test our knowledge of chemical versus physical changes.
Periodic Table- Interactive- good info on the elements
Chemistry Simulations- build an atom, molecule, or test out acids and bases (plus much, much more!)
Chemistry for Kids- videos, lessons, and experiments with chemistry
How To Make a Bohr Diagram- this will be helpful when diagramming your element
Alien Juice Bar- acids and bases practice
BBC Bitesize on Acids and Bases – great practice video and test
The 5th State of Matter, the BOE! – info on the Bose-Einstein Condensate- the 5th state of matter confirmed in 1995
Chem4Kids – lots of great UNDERSTANDABLE info
The Elements Song – Check out one of the 6th graders who learned the Elements Song!
Citation Machine – choose MLA style
Chemicool – good for your research
Jefferson Labs - good for your research
If you find any helpful chemistry sites, please type them into the comments below!
I definitely had a good idea. Not just an average okay idea. But a mind blowing, show stopping, heart racing, AWESOME idea. Not even the word AWESOME can equal to the amount the idea was worth. The idea wasn’t just AWESOME, it was EPICALLY BOSS!
“May, earth to May? Come in May, can you hear me?” Emma said.
“Uh, oh yeah, sorry about that.”, I said waking up from my trance.
“Um, May, no offense or anything. But, Ashley just murdered your picture, and treated it like trash, and you’re, um, smiling.”
“Yeah, want to know why Emma?” I asked. “Why?”, Emma asked.
“I got a plan. A plan that will be payback for all the times Ashley has put us down. Tripped us, spit at us, and kicked us, payback for all of that.” “Oooh! I’m getting goose bumps! What’s the plan?” Emma said, suspense killing her.”Well, you know how Miss. Perfect called my picture a rat? Well, if she wants a rat, we’ll give her a rat”, I said as a devious smile spread across my face.
“I like that look! That’s your happy smile, and I like it!” Emma said.
Our teacher blew the whistle, signaling that recess was over. I stood up brushing the old leaves, and dirt from my jeans. As Emma and I were walking over to the door, Ashley came up from behind me and pushed me into a mud puddle.
“Soon”, I thought, “Soon”
After recess we packed up our stuff to go home. “So”, I asked Emma. “Were you serious about the horse racing?”
“Tomorrow I promise. Today my dad and I have to pick up Misty from the ranch”
“Oh, okay, tomorrow, well, thank goodness it’s a Thursday”
“Yeah, well, I’ll see you tomorrow!” Emma shouted as she entered her mom’s white car.
Emma would usually ride the bus to school and have her mom pick her up after. I did the same thing, but, instead, I walked home.
As I walked down the dirt path to my house, I swear the sky looked darker than average. I just thought it might rain. Well guess what?
The walk home was miserable, mud covered me all over, and my backpack weighed a ton. But, the only thing that gave me pleasure was the idea of a rat climbing all over Ashley’s new haircut, and biting her manicured nails.
I know it sound pretty harsh, but, I was having a bad day! It was pretty hard to think about lollipops and gumdrops. Well, there was one other thing I could think about. Jordan!
I don’t think I’ve mentioned Jordon, but I have a major crush on him! You know how at recess earlier I kind of blanked out a little bit, well I was starring at him. I didn’t even want to tell you this but, after Ashley tore up my picture. I didn’t get it, Jordan did. He grabbed the picture, smoothed it out on his arm, tried to piece it back together, then he gave it to me, and walked off.
“Jordon”, I thought. Then, Bang! I hit a light pole. The pain reminded me of Ashley, and how I was going to put a rat in her pretty little lunch box.
“Soon”, I thought.
In case you haven’t read Twister Part 1 yet, here is the link.
This is a poem I plan to submit to the Lawrence paper in honor of my mom for Mother’s Day. Let me know what you think. I’d love for you to post stories about your own mom in the comments.
How can you describe a mother whose career was her children,
Who tended scraped knees and listened to dreams with utter absorption?
How can you put into words how she battled nightmares and bullies,
And teenage phases with unflappable wisdom and grace?
What can be said about the family glue that bonded three children,
With vastly different personalities, interests, ages together?
That even as adults, love and respect each other,
Though they don’t always agree.
Is it even possible to thank a mother,
Who has given of herself so completely that plans are forgotten,
Personal interests put on hold, everything is dropped,
In order to provide help to her grown child 2000 miles away?
Who cares for a new grandchild- leaving home for days at a time-
So the baby does not have to be in the care of a stranger.
How can you explain a mother who listens without judgment,
Offers advice without condescension,
Nods and smiles even when she must be dying inside?
When circumstances turn out the way she feared,
Never says I told you so,
Even though she would probably like to!
A woman who gives so entirely of herself,
That her children’s friends often remind them of how fortunate they are.
Not because she is a ‘cool’ mom, or a snappy dresser,
Or gives them everything they want.
But because she is what a mother is supposed to be….
Forever and ever….
How can you portray a mother like mine in 250 words?
Today, video gamers can be hooked up through broadband connections to play one game as a team. Some gaming systems even offer headsets so teammates can talk to one another during play, even if they live thousands of miles away from each another.
The debate over the merits of video gaming—especially those based on violent scenarios—is complex. But the fact is that video games are here to stay, in one form or another, and they will continue to influence our culture on many levels.
So for this week’s lesson, you’ll get inside the box and take a tour behind the scenes to see what makes these games—and gamers—tick.
To get a grip on the evolution of the industry, browse the Interactive Timeline.
What role did Ralph Baer play in this revolution? Why were video games first introduced in arcades rather than for home use? What was the significance of the Atari 2600 system? What are some of the factors that made a game or game system a hit or a flop? In what ways did the content of games evolve over time?
Why do many parents and institutions, including schools and government agencies, choose to restrict the availability of violent video games to young people? Do you agree or disagree with the reasons they cite for doing so?
How do you think video gaming will evolve in your lifetime? What factors will drive this development and why?
Before leaving the revolution, visit the Arcade to take the Ultimate Classic Game Quiz, Name That Game, and Play a Retro Game. In what ways are the classic games similar to and different from today’s video games?
You’ve looked at how art and coding have played their roles in video game development, but without technology to get it to our televisions and computer monitors those great ideas would have gone nowhere.
So let’s look next at How Video Game Systems Work at the HowStuffWorks site.
Don’t click any of the brand names on the introduction page, but do click to the next page to explore the Essence of video games. Then explore Game System Basics by clicking on that page’s interactive graphic. What exactly does the software kernel do?
Browse briefly through some of the The Games available on the different systems. What would be the attraction of each game’s premise?
Next, move on to Comparing Consoles and Cool Facts. What is the importance of a system’s processor speed for gaming? What advanced feature did Atari Football use? Which game system is based entirely on CD technology? How is that different from the others?
I was in my room on a sunny day. The sunlight shone through my curtains and on to my face. I grabbed my book and started reading. I was right in the middle of a library book that my friend said I just had to read. I use had in her sense, stuffing the book in my face and running away. Of course I started reading it. I really wasn’t that bad, but for me, there was way too much romance in it for me. It was 5:00 am, the rooster would be crowing any minute now.
In case you didn’t know, I live on a farm, but before you jump to conclusion that I live in the middle of nowhere, with a poor family. I don’t! I live in the suburbs. But, I have twenty seven cows, eleven horses, eight pigs, fourteen goats, thirty four chickens, and three dogs, so, a big family for the suburbs.
I sat in my bed, waiting for the crow. Ten, nine, eight, sev… Cock A Doodle Doo!
You know how in stories, the rooster always goes, Cock a Doodle Doo? Well, they don’t it goes more like… Err err err err eroooooo!
Well anyway, it was kind of early for the rooster to be crowing, “Oh well”, I thought.
I ran to my closet and picked up my backpack. It was more like a satchel though. My dad just called it a purse.
I ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. “Morning May”, my momma said. “Morning” I said. “What do you want for breakfast, bacon or eggs?” considering the possibility that my favorite pig Lulu ‘disappeared’ yesterday, “Eggs!” I quickly said.
“So, you finish your homework?” my momma asked me. “Yes momma” I replied blandly.
I practically drooled over the eggs as my momma set them on the table “Fresh from this morning”, my momma said.
“I know, I saw you, and I saw Miss. Lilly attack your hand.” I said. My momma blushed.
I gobbled up my eggs, pretty much shoveling them into my mouth.
“Momma the bus is here!” I yelled.
“Okay honey, have a good day!”
I grabbed my backpack and ran out the door and I jumped up right into the bus.”Hey May”, called my best friend Emma.”Hey Emma!”, I called back. As I walked over to Emma’s seat.
I fell, face first on the walk-way! “Oops, sorry pig face!” said Ashley carelessly. Everyone laughed.
As for me, my face hurt something awful. It was my nose that hurt the worst. I reached up to pain central when I felt a drop of blood fall on my fingertips. I ran over next to Emma, and almost threw up.
If you haven’t read Twister Part 2 yet, here is the link.
Younger EL students are learning about how to blog on our site. We have been looking at the Blog Journaling Rubric (remember that?), and using it to assess posts on areallydifferentplace.org. Some of your posts are getting a level 1! You might want to go back to the rubric and review expectations, and then make changes to or delete the posts that just do not measure up! Mrs. Marchin and I have discussed kicking you off the blog if you have too many level 1 posts. Please remember that this is a place to post ‘internet-worthy’ formal writing. It is not a place to be silly or post items that belong in a text or Facebook. Most of all- USE THE SPELLCHECK TOOL!
This is just an idea I had… if you people comment,I will continue.
We call ourselves the Floaters. I know, not the most cool, tough name.But it fits us perfectly. You see, three years ago, gravity just… turned off.Most of the human race just floated out in to space.But those of us smart enough to survive joined together, and we formed the Floaters.Over time, gravity improved, but we Floaters still get around using grappling hooks and zip lines.The ground has been taken over by animals, animals that have adapted to barely any gravity.Even the most innocent rabbit has developed long, vicious claws to dig in to tree trunks.
I was thinking the main characters name would either be Gwen or Eryn.
Tell me what you think!
If you loved The Invention of Hugo Cabret, by Brian Selznick, chances are you will love his latest book, Wonderstruck. This is a graphic-novel style book about two deaf students from different generations who must go to a school for the deaf in New York. The pictures show the story of the girl beginning in 1927, and the text describes the boy’s experiences starting in 1977. It sounds facinating. I am going to get to meet Brian Selznick tomorrow at the Plaza Library when he presents on his new book, and I plan to get a copy for the center. I e-mailed your parents about it, so hopefully I will see some of you there!
This goes out to the fifth graders (especially Jacey) who have patiently waited for a good Cadenism story. I finally came up with a couple of new ones:
1. He was telling me about his school day, and mentioned ‘workshop.’ He said, “I’ll tell you what workshop means. Well…you do work, but don’t exactly shop. That’s workshop.”
2. He calls his student teacher Ms. Seal, Ms. Sea Lion. Always…he consistently refers to her as Ms. Sea Lion. I asked him tonight if she liked that, and he said “Well….probably not so much.”
3. He discovered his first loose tooth today, and said he wanted it to come out ‘automatically’ when his dad offered to take it out with pliers.
4. He went up to the snack bar at the Great Wolf Lodge and said “I’ll have a draft beer, please!” I think he thought it was some kind of rootbeer.
5. “Mom, how many days is coming soon?”
“What?” I asked, What is coming?”
“No, how many days is coming soon?”
“I don’t know what you are talking about if you don’t tell me what is coming.”
“No! Angry Birds Space is ‘coming soon.’ How many days is that?”
If you enjoyed these, there are older stories posted on my blog.
The fourth graders helped to solve the mystery of several unfinished stories. The Harris Burdick Mysteries is a book with several beautiful pictures and captions. The story goes that Harris Burdick created these pictures with captions to show a publisher, but never returned to the publisher’s office. Each of our fourth graders took one of the pictures and finished the story on behalf of Mr. Burdick. Check out thier stories below, they did a great job:
The Seven Chairs by Chloe
Another Place, Another Time By Mellenie
Captain Tory By Delphia
A Strange Day in July By Izze
Uninvited Guest By JJ
Under the Rug By Ian
Mr. Lenden’s Library By Davis
The Harp By Ellyzabeth
Just Desert By Ellen
The House on Maple Street By McKenna
Archie Smith, Boy Wonder By Nick
The Third Floor Bedroom Window By Amelia
Oscar and Alphonse By Phoebe
Missing in Venice By Tamara
A friend sent me these pictures in an e-mail. I really admire photographers who are this creative! I have tried to do things like this (making it look like my husband had the Disney castle in his hands, etc) and it never quite works out. Have any of you taken a really amazing picture? If so, please post it here!
I become a Princess
We finally found a ‘stream’ at about seven thirty.
“These inflatable water holders take forever to fill.” I wanted to start a conversation with Chase.
“And they’re heavy. That’s full enough. Let’s go back to camp. Jenna will be waiting.”
“Yeah, if we can find a way back.” I said. We both laughed. “I’ve never seen this blue of water, except for maybe in the old art room.”
“The one that we went to in first grade?” Chase replied.
“Yeah that one.”
We started back to Jenna, who was about five minutes away.
I saw something. There was a flying mist, like a spark. Just floating there. A yellow-red spark floating in the air.
I immediately touched the spark. It absorbed into my flesh. My skin started to glow that same yellow-red color that the spark was.
Chase was now screaming my name. The world around me became hazy, and then filled with darkness.
I woke up back where we had left Jenna, with Chase and her nowhere in sight. I was weak and had a terrible headache. I sat up and Chase and Jenna were sleeping, Jenna was in a tree, and Chase a few feet behind me. I looked up and the sun was rising, about a quarter of the way above the horizon.
“Good morning, sleeping beauty.” Chase had woken up and realized I had too.
“How long was I asleep?” I asked him.
“About two days. Are you okay?” Jenna was also awake and had climbed down from her perch.
“Good.” Chase started.
“Yes. Good,” a strange, deep, and gruff man’s voice boomed behind us, right before a gun clicked. “We wouldn’t want our new experiments hurt.”
Just our Luck
I was so nervous I didn’t eat lunch, but I was glad I went because I seriously needed to talk with Chase. There was so much to do. Pack, get extra meals, maybe clothes, I didn’t know what could happen. All I could do is guess. I also really wanted to talk to Jenna. Ugg, I still don’t know how to forge a signature. Well better learn now than later.
When I got into the lunchroom, Chase was at his table. With Blondie. And his friends. So I sat down at the table that I usually sit at with Jenna and Michelle. Alone. The only good thing about that was that I could finally think. I knew Katherine would be hot on our tracks, so I need a distraction. A long one. What could I do? Maybe….perfect. And for that signature forging, I could get Michelle to do that.
The rest of the school day went by quickly, and I ended the day with a demerit to spare. I ran home as the world flew by me. I love to run, to be free from the chains that hold me down. To be free from this world. I ran the long way to the cabins, just in case… No that won’t happen. I run, like a speeding bullet. Like my life is a time glass, only having a minute to live. Being stuck in these walls is like existing, but not living at all. Just train, fight, die. There is nothing more, nothing less. No freedom. No purpose.
I barge through the doors of my cabin. Silence. Michelle and Jenna were there, but, sleeping. Could this be true? Quiet, in this cabin? I pack as quickly as I can so I can wake Jenna up. That may sound mean, but the silence was intimidating. It felt out of place. I woke Jenna up. The rest of the night was a blur. I can sometimes remember, but never clearly, as if it was a dream. Chase was right on time, and we got out easily. The forged signature was there, I placed the distraction, and Blondie’s card was the one we used. The only thing left to do was hope.
At about three, was when we slowed down. The world stopped flying past.
“We need to get some water from a stream,” Chase started. “I brought four small water jugs. They hold about twenty-four ounces each. How about you guys?”
“I brought two.” Jenna responded quickly.
“I brought three normal, and three ‘expandable’ ones. Whatever that means.”
“Those are good. They hold a bunch of water, but they get a little heavy if they’re full.”
“Great. Now we just need a water from a…What did you say?” I couldn’t quite remember.
“A stream. I read about them in a book once.”
“Where do you get that type of book?”
Chase made a face like he was trying to remember something.
“My dad’s old library. In his basement. I think.”
“Are you okay?” I didn’t want to be rude, but I was so curious I couldn’t handle it.
“I don’t know. I can’t think of where I got all of the old books. They were made like about, I don’t know. Three hundred years ago.”
Jenna was really quiet. I almost couldn’t believe it was her.
“Yeah fine. You two look around, I’ll stay here to protect our stuff.” Jenna was making me suspicious.
“Okay, it’s starting to become light out, so if we aren’t back by lunch time, something probably happened to us, go back to camp and say we kidnapped you.”
“Why would I do that?”
“Because then you would be safe.” I started.
“See you soon. Bye.” Chase spoke up.
We left to find a stream.
Lots of people like hotdogs, even me. But if McDonald’s will do almost anything for money, why don’t they sell hotdogs? Well the answer is simple, since everything at McDonald’s is 99%-100% fake, then the people in the kitchen will see the disgustingness that wouldn’t pass the health inspection by a long shot. First off, the mostly fake wheat for the bun would have an entire bucket of toxic chemicals and pesticides dumped on it. Image of “The Toxic Chemicals.” The “hotdog” on the inside would really be two zombie monkey hands, 300 termite turds, 66 pieces of already chewed gum, and an atom from a real hotdog, so they can say made with real pork. The ketchup would be the blood from the zombie monkey and the mustard would be the pink gloop from McDonald’s dyed yellow with more toxic chemicals. McDonald’s Chicken Nugget Gloop Image, The Yellow Dye. Now I hope you have a pretty good idea why they don’t sell hotdogs.
Amy. Kenna did’nt even ask, she just knew. The pretty name sounded familiar, but Kenna had not known where she had heard it before. The girl went away. The boyish Amy that was on her clean paper was there again. Wow! That was crazy.
After the strict teacher finished instructing the bored children thoroughly on what their complicated assignment was, frustrated Kenna still didn’t know at all what to do. She firmly decided she would start by drawing a buetiful picture of a boyish girl. Her name would defiantly be Amy. She started by hurringly drawing Amy’s big head. Then her tiny stomach, then her long legs. About halfway down the legs, she somehow knew she had messed up. The second her pink eraser lightly touched the white paper, something jumped out at her. It somewhat looked like a boyish girl, but without lower legs. Her tangled hair was very. short, brown, and straight. Her scratched face was very tough. She was in good shape. She was wearing a tan shirt with brown Capri shorts and a black belt. The boyish girl yelled loudly “No! You’re beautiful drawing is great, you shouldn’t quickly erase it.” She looked down fastly at her clear paper. It was defiantly ppp empty. Frustrated Kenna told the boyish girl “The damage is done, nothing’s there.” Then frustrated Kenna asked her of her name. She answered “You tell me.” Frustrated Kenna thought long and hard about what that meant. Finally, she came up with a brilliant answer.
“Procrastination is the art of keeping up with yesterday.”
“Roses are red, violets are blue, I’m schizophrenic, and so am I.”
” It’s amazing that the amount of news that happens in the world every day always just exactly fits the newspaper.”
It’s simple, if it jiggles, its fat.
“Never put a sock in a toaster.”
“Tragedy is when I ct my finger, comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die.”
“Hello, General Cahill!” we said.
“What can I do for you boys today?” he asked in a happy voice.
“Umm…,” I didn’t know what to say. He hadn’t heard of what happened. How should I tell him? “We need your help finding a murderer.”
“What do you want to do with a murderer?” he asked.
“Last night, our parents and Kati were killed, and Harrison was beaten to a pulp. He said his name was Tyrell.”
“You mean Tyrell Golde. He’s been on the run for years! The police can never track him down because he’s part of a web of terrorists.”
“Will you or Marcus help us track him down?”
“It’s pretty risky, boys. He’s one of the worst problems America has ever faced.”
“Oh ya. One last thing… He took the last Morph Stone.”
December 24 2025
I can’t beleive I found this old thing. I figured since I found this I should give you an update. I am now happily married to Justin. We live in an apartment right next to Val. Mallory’s dad was hauled off to jail long ago. That is pretty much all. Ttyl. (Talk to you later!)
September 1 2013
I write this while sitting next to my parents in front of the fire in my little New York apartment. My parents took me back in and we bought an apartment in New York so that I could stay near my friends. Since it is unusually cold for a September day, 40 degrees, my parents finally decided to finesh telling me the story of how they ended up in that limo. Appearently Mallory’s dad is a criminal and he “parentknaped” them. They were very scared. They kept calling me the hero who saved the world. I blushed whenever they called me that. Life is great now, and I’m happy. Well, this is the end. There is nothing interesting happening anymore. I don’t think there is a need to write. Goodbye! I hope you enjoyed the story of my life.
August 6, 2013
The head maid, Mrs. Amber, has inspected my clothes and does not approve. She will take me shopping tomorrow for a better outfit. The reason I brought these clothes is because my mom gave them to me. I miss her.
August 7, 2013
I chose a white shirt with blue and green flowers on it, a jean mini skirt, silver high tops, and a green headband. Mrs. Amber just rolled her eyes and then she bought it. I don’t know what is wrong with the outfit I picked out. All the girls my age in New York wear mini skirts and the other things are just like what I used to wear. But the girls here wear shirts that show your belly and my mom would have never approved of that. Maybe Mrs. Amber thinks the headband is too girly. My parents would never tell me what to wear.
August 9, 2013
So it turns out that outfit wasn’t “lady like” enough. Seriously!For some reason “girls who are in their youth” do not buy ankle shoes. They are probably expecting me to dress like a girl from my old school, Olivia, who always wears pink flouncy dress with silver sparkly flats and crystal necklaces. No! I am not dressing like that! Tomorrow is the day. I don’t need all this pressure along with my missing parents.
August 10, 2013
My locker is right in between a mean girl named Mallory, and a boy. And he is kind, cool, and so friendly. Here, I’ll tell you how we met. He came up to me before 3rd period and said “Hey you’re the new girl, right?” He walked up to me right next to my locker, he smiled at me, and then he waved and left. His name is Justin.
August 11, 2013
My grandmother is here visiting. She asked me how I liked my new school. I didn’t respond. She came to comfort me. She is leaving tonight. She has been sleeping in the bedroom next to mine. The one with the t.v. She told me she loves both my parents. We cried together.
August 12, 2013
School. My whole life revolves around it. Grades. Schooldays. Homework. Schoolwork. Elementary. Middle. High. College. Everything revolves around that last one. I need to get into a good college. I can’t a job unless I go to college. What is so great about college? People think you are a weirdo if you don’t go to college. I don’t even want to go to middle school!
August 14 2013
So much drama has been building up these past few days. I can tell Mallory hates me. On the bright side, I made two new friends, Valerie and Justin. Val and I always eat lunch together, and whenever we happen to be at the lockers at the same time, Justin asks me how I like this school. I learned that Val and Mal REALLY don’t like each other. Mal is apparently SUPER popular. Oh, and I learned that Mal likes Justin. Why does everything have to happen to me!?
August 24, 2013
I got invited to my first party! Well, my first boy-girl party with more than 20 people. I got invited by…Justin! The party is tonight!
August 25, 2013
The party went great, well at first it was horrible. Then it was fantastic! But then it was horrible again. Then it was even better! Then it went downhill from there. Then it rose up to the top again! I had the best time and the worst time ever! I could not figure out what to wear, so my BFF Val and I went shopping.She was trying to decide whether to wear a cute black and white polka dot dress or a big poofy sparkly pink one. Bleh! I knew what I wanted immediately. A skinny, long turquoise dress with a band of silver sparkles in the middle. There were turquoise roses on the straps. If you weren’t there, you could not possibly imagine how pretty it was. Then we went to the beauty salon. Val put her long, straight, blond hair up in a braided bun. She got her big thick black glasses tightened. I got my medium length curly brown hair cut to chin length and curled it in perfect ringlets. My dress brought out the beautiful, rich, dark green in my eyes. I got my eyelashes curled. I put on mascara, my bright red lipstick really lit up my face. My pale cheeks were turned rose pink, my arms and legs had a nice tan, too. My face was actually pimple free. Kind of hard to beleive. My nails were clean and shiny. I looked, kind of, well, sorta, very, defiantly, beautiful. Of course, Val did, too. Finally the last touch was going to be added. A brand new pair of silver high tops! Hey, it’s a dance, right? OH MY! I looked adorable.
So, when we arrived Val ran off to some of her other friends and she left me alone. Well, Appearently Malorry had found out about my parents. I heard a sharp, high pitched voice behind me snap “Hey orphan girl! Why did you even come to this school? We all had way more fun before you arrived!” Laughs came from all around me. Tears rose to my eyes. Val started running towards me, and Justin followed. I beat them. I ran all the way to Justin’s dad’s car. I opened the unlocked door, and then I layed down and cried. I felt my mascara and eyeliner run down my cheeks. In the mirror I saw black tears on my face. So I cheered myself up by singing my favorite song to new words “Malorie’s gonna hate hate hate! Val’s gonna laugh laugh laugh laugh!But baby I’m just gonna cry cry cry cry cry. Cry it off! Cry it off ! Cry it off! Cry it off!”
Augest 26 2013
Crying is just what I did. I cried forever and ever and ever. I saw Justin and Val running toward the car in the distance. Justin opened the door with good news.
“Jamie, they weren’t laughing at you,” He said.
“Yes, they were. I’m sorry to ruin you party.”
“No, they were laughing at the kick me sign on Mallory’s back. I don’t know who invited her, anyway.”
I grinned. I didn’t notice I was going back to the party until Mallory approached us.
Augest 27 2013
Mallory told Justin the party was over. He shrugged, then opened his mouth. Then he closed it. He pulled out his phone. Suddenly, my phone buzzed. It was a text from Justin that said: da party got canceld cuz Mal is a big baby & she can’t handle lil fun.
I responded with lol. But I didn’t text it. I actually laughed out loud. Mallory got mad. She took my phone out of my hands and took a look at it. She yelled something. Then she slapped Justin, who told her to leave after that. She rolled her eyes. Justin shrugged and said, “Remember, it’s my party.”
Augest 28 2013
Mallory said she couldn’t leave because her dad wasn’t here yet. Suddenly a gigantic limousine drove up to the driveway. Mallory yelled, “daddy!” Her dad came up and looked at us evilly and told his “baby” to get into the car and that he will buy her whatever she wants because of this traumatic expirience. She leaped into his arms. I then actually looked into the limo. The windows were blocked, so I couldn’t see in. I sneaked over to the other side of the car and looked in. The scared faces of a pale white man and woman stared back at me. They were familiar. Something went off inside me. I ran toward. The sadness cleared from their faces. A glimmer of love showed in the eye of the blank face. I cried. Insticnt got ahold of me. I knew what had happened with the name calling was a good thing. In fact, the best event of my whole twelve years followed it. The woman said “Jamie,” and then she smiled. Usually saying a person’s name and then grinning does not change how you feel at that moment, how you see the past, and it defiantly doesn’t change the future. But this time all three of those things happened. I ran towards the couple amd hugged them. Well, I’m starting to cry, so I will stop writing.
Augest 29 2013
Here’s what happened after that: Mallory screamed “Daddy! No one is supposed to know!”
“I know pumpkin,” Her dad responded, “Why do you know what I’m doing?” He asked me
I did not know what was happening. What was he doing?
“What are you doing?” I asked.
” Oh, like you don’t know!” He responded, “Do you know these people, little girl?”
I hesitated. This was getting suspicios. Should I tell him who they were, or would that put my parents in danger? I said, “Yes, I know them very well, sir.” I did not want to say anything more, in fear of putting my parents and myself in danger.
“Really, well then, who are they?”
“Kelly and Keegan.” I said.
“Do you know their last names?”
“I do.” I said, not daring to tell my last name to him. Val finally relized what was happening. She gave me an understanding look.
“Do you know their children, if they have any?” He asked with a twinkle in his eye.
“Yes,” I said, “I know her very well, almost as well as I know myself. I have actuly known her since the day I was born. I was born on the day she was born. We look just alike, oh and we both are here tonight.”
He started running to the house. But before he stepped in the doorway, he paused. A strange look had appeared on his face. Worry began to stir in my stomach. He blurted out “Thank you!” Then he ran some more, but he tripped on the rug. He got a concusion. Mal ran over screaming “Daddy! Are you alright?!?!?!??” I laughed out loud.