Tea, the Rhyme

By Chris

Today we are going to tea. Yes sir I will go with glee! To celebrate Mother's day we will go. I hope to say, "Jolly good Show!" I hope they don't charge a fee, if I trip, and spill my tea. If you need, I will repeat it, me. We have a reservation for tea. I have to be sort of fancy. I hope they have cheese because it is so Tasty and tastes better than a stale old cookie. Oh lord please help me not spill my tea, or else they may charge a fee for the clean. If I spill my tea, I will cry and I will weep, for tea is a gentleman's coffee.

By Joann

I really want to write about my camping trip with the Girl Scouts to Maryland and we're staying for two nights and we're going to LIVE in a cabin. Well, not live but camp for two days. I've been in a glen shelter before for like 5 days and let me tell you, it was so stupid. Cabins have better beds, shelter, walls, floors and just in general, everything.


      I can't wait until Memorial Day Weekend because that's when we're going! All that I need is work gloves which I think I have although they're hidden somewhere in my garden and rope. We have rope too but it's also hidden somewhere in my garden. My mom likes to hide stuff that deals with gardening in our garden. Very obvious isn't it? And my mom loves to hide stuff from me. When it was Easter, she hid all the eggs and I couldn't find them until I thought of the flowers. Her hiding space is in the garden. ALWAYS in the garden. And so then, I found all the eggs. They were hidden in one obvious spot. Deep beneath the tulips. (Those are her favorite flowers!)

         I know what I'm going to get her for Mother's Day. A pillow I made in Home Ec Act II, and some tulips picked from our garden with a little bow tied around them and maybe some chocolates. She doesn't really eat chocolate though so I'm still thinking about another present to add to the bundle that could replace the chocolate.

Reading Was Really Fun.....

By Marisa

YOLA PEEPSICLES©!!!!!!!!!!! Reading was really fun........ he he he he he......Why am I giggling? Well, 1) I have a shirt on that says. 'Giggle Champion' 2) I got punched in the face by Tasnim!!!! And she stole my five bucks!!!!! Awesome, right? he he he he I bet you don't understand....... Well, I'll explain. For our skits in reading, Tasnim is Mitchell, Alice is the Introduction person, a hay stack, and the grey haired lady's daughter, Leana is the grey haired lady and a random person talking to me, Kimberly is Paul, and I am Ray Sutcliffe. As you know, Mitchell jumps Ray Sutcliffe..... you know where this is going right???? Yeah!!!! So, first, Tasnim pretends to jump me from behind, then, I try to punch, but she holds me fists, then, the grand finale.... dun dun dun dun..... She punches me in the head!!!!! (sound effects provided by Kimberly's hand and The Land book) I immediately collapse dramatically..... he he he he he IT'S SO FUN!!!!!!!! toot-aloo TELL TASNIM TO BREAK MY LEG SO WE GET AN A ON THE SKITS!!!!!!!

A Quinceneira Surprise

By Tasnim

 

 The Alam's sat at the dinner table, eating, and discussing their day.

 "Oh! I have something to ask you guys!"Tasnim announces. she didn't want to forget yet again forget to ask her parents.

 "We have something to tell you to." Her dad emphasizes when he says you. What can this possibly be about? A quick thought came to Tasnim. Did I do something wrong?

  "Me?!" Tasnim asked surprised.

 "Yes, you. But you go first, then we'll tell you what we have to say." So, Tasnim asks what she needs to, so she can get to the other mystery announcement that her parents had in store.

 "Can I go to my friend's birthday party? It's on June 2nd." 

 "Which friend?" Tasnim's mother asks. Of course Tasnim wanted to know if she was going, but she also, really really really wanted to know what the other topic was.

 "The one that stayed over. I can show you the invite later. It's upstairs."

 "Okay, we'll talk about it some more later." Now on to the good stuff. Tasnim was just about to explode! What in the world can this be?!?!?!?!?!

 "Okay..." Tasnim's mother says, rather slowly. "MY old co-worker called me today. Her daughter is having a Quinceneira, and she invited you."

 "Really? Me! I'm sooo honored!" Tasnim couldn't believe that she was invited to a Quince.

 "Yeah. I didn't really get the details. I can get those tomorrow. But, I first need to know if you're interested. All rides will be provided." Her mom lays out all the information.

 "I think it would be great." 

 "You know. It's going to be A LOT of work. you'll have to go to all the practices. And if you even miss one, the girl's quince will be ruined. Are you sure?" Tasnim's most likely jealous sister proclaims after a while. She tried to persuade Tasnim not to do such a thing. "I mean I guess it'll be fun, but are you sure?"

 Tasnim told her mother to find out the details, and she'll decide from there. Most likely, the answer will be a yes.

Writing

By Tasnim

You know what I have realized? Most people write on Slice of Life:
In first person
With a lot of voice (writing as if you're talking)
With many verbs
In a way so we all understand
Slice of Life has helped me to learn how to do these things as well. But there are some things that I want to  become better at when it comes to writing. I think that Slice of Life can help me achieve my goals:
Writing in third person
Using a lot of descriptive writing
Creating a story that is able to fit all details
Creating a mind-image
etc.
My goal, for the rest of May, will be to write my stories in third person, using a lot of descriptive writing, fitting all the details, creating a mind-image, etc. 
 This is my own personal challenge so that I can become a better writer. Maybe this will help me. I'll start tomorrow and end on the 31st. I think my prize will be.....well, actually I don't think I'll have a prize. Wish me luck! I hope that I can achieve my goal.
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 Pre-Warning: there might be some days that I can't stay on for long, so I can't spend my time thinking about what, and how to write. Those days, I might be typing short stories and fulfilling my challenge the next day. everyday that I do this, my challenge will be carried on to June...hopefully not to past the school year.

The Whole World in Colors....

By Silvia

I just finished this book I was reading called "A mango shaped space." and I noticed that almost every person I saw had that book. It's all like we all love Wendy Mass or something.
Anyways, it about a girl who has Synesthesia.

syn·es·the·sia

/ˌsɪn əsˈθi ʒə, -ʒi ə, -zi ə/ > [sin-uh s-thee-zhuh, -zhee-uh, -zee-uh] 

–noun

a sensation produced in one modality when a stimulus is applied to another modality, as when the hearing of a certain sound induces the visualization of a certain color.
In similar words, you can see things (Letters, numbers.) in color. And other odd things too, like the numbers in your head has personalities and you can see shapes under certain conditions.
Example:
For people with  synesthesia, these words are in color, like right now.(This sentience is in  color, but it is not always in these colors with those who have synesthesia.)

But people without synesthesia would only see them in black.(This sentience is in Black.)
So  I wonder what it would be like for people with synesthesia.....like all these sentences in color naturally. (highlight these words if you cannot see them properly.)

:-D®

A is for "Are We There Yet?"

By Helen

This car ride wasn't much different then the other ones, "Are we there yet?" choruses thoroughout the car from my brother and I. We we're driving to our relatives house in Michigan and my brother and I had enough of this six hour ride.
   "Almost," answers my dad wearily.
     My mom wakes up and asks "where are we?"
     "Close," my dad repleys.
      "Why aren't we on I57?" my mom questions.
       Yes we were lost, and that proves that my dad is not a good navigator. While my mom and dad tried to get back on I57. My brother and I spotted an overlook.
       "Can we just stop at that overlook to stretch are legs and to get back on track?" I pleaded.
       We pulled over and parked at the overlook. My brother and I went right to the edge. We looked out and it was amazing: with a rushing river and a Heron on a tree really close. It made your eyes strain to see it all at once. We got back in the car really glad we saw it!
Life lesson: Your destination isn't always the place you want to be.