Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Mary Lou Retton and Me By: Marlee
Mary Lou Retton is my hero. I think I'll be the next Mary Lou Retton because I'm only ten years old, and I'm on a high school squad. I can already do more than they can. I think that Mary Lou Retton is the best gymnast ever. I've been have trouble with my "ful" which is a straight legged back flip. To do this move, you have to twist right or left in the air at the end. Don't try this without a spot. My friend just tried it and broke her arm. I hope that when I meet Mary Lou Retton she will help me with it. Then, maybe I'll get it. I almost have it, but I'm doing a half. I had a dream that she did come in and help me on it. After she got done teaching me, I got to talk to her and her girls. She said I was a really good cheerleader, and she asked me if I wanted her to be my cheerleading coach. So I said, "Yes, most definitely." So I asked her where I would have to go for her to be my coach and she said at the Aerial Port with my and my girls. In my dream, I kept working with Mary Lou and her girls and I finally got my ful. Mary Lou, her girls, and I did them together, and she taught me some other things. We became friends and did gymnastics together. Maybe someday I will get to meet her, and go to a competition with her girls.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Where Did Mom Go? By: Madison
One day, there were some children playing outside. It started raining, so they went inside. Their mom was gone. They said, "Where did she go?" They had never been by themselves before. It scared them to think they were alone. They called their mom. Nobody answered them. They decided to search the house. They said, "Let's split up." They all went different ways. One went upstairs to look in the bedrooms. One searched the kitchen under the table. The other searched the living room behind the couch. Then, they found a note on the refridgerator. They read it. It said, "I will be home soon. I had to go to the store. I love you. Mom." After they read the note, they felt relieved that Mom was going to be back soon. It quit raining, so they went back outside. Their mom came home, and they went to help her unload the car and took the groceries inside the house. They were glad their mom was back where she belonged.
Tessa and Sophia's Great Experience By: Ashley
One day, Tessa and Sophia went to the store with their mom and dad. They live in Arizona. Tessa is 9, Sophia is 10, the mom is 40, and the dad is 41. As they walked down one aisle, they saw Hilary Duff. That was their favorite movie star. They had always wanted to meet her. They had a list of things to ask her. Whenever they saw her, they could not even breathe. Hilary asked them, "Do you want to come to my studio for singing lessons, because on Friday, you can come and meet me." They said that it would be the greatest thing in the world. So they went to bed, and it was time to fly on the plane to California. They were finally at the studio, and she gave them lessons. Tessa didn't know if she could do it or not. Sophia always believed in herself. "Here's Hilary!" they were about to scream. But, they were calm when they sang a little bit. They finally learned how to sing. Then they flew clear back to Arizona. They had said "good-bye" to Hilary Duff. She said good-bye, too. The girls told their mom how exciting it was. They were lucky to get to go back twice every year.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Bobby's First Day of Kindergarten By: Allison
Once there was a boy named Bobby. He was in kindergarten and was five years old. He was younger than all of the boys and girls in his classroom. He had brown hair, green eyes, and was also shorter than everyone. On the first day of school, the teacher asked the kids to write their names on the chalkboard. Bobby went up to the board, and he scribbled on it. "Bobby," said the teacher, "you have to write your name on the board - not scribble on it." Bobby was sad. He knew that he was younger than everyone else in the classroom. He went home and thought about everything. The next day, he was still very sad. Then, he got happier. He forgot everything about how he couldn't spell his name. He made a lot of friends that day. Later that day, the teacher went over to Bobby and asked him why he scribbled on the board. He said, "I really don't know how to spell my name." She told him she could help him learn how to write his name like the other kids do. Then a bright light lit up on Bobby's face. It wasn't long before he learned how to spell his name. The next time he went up to the chalkboard, he wrote B-o-b-b-y. He was proud.
Alternate Ending to Star Wars By: Steven
Will Luke get caught by Darth Vader? Will Darth Vader find Luke? At the battle between Darth Vader and Luke, Luke is winning. At the last minute, Vader hits the self destruct! Luke left Vader and the emperor. Vader escaped, but the emperor did not. Vader is now on a quest to find and destroy Luke. Luke fled Endor with Han and Leia. Luke is now a pod racer on the planet of Tatooine. Han is still a smuggler. Leia is queen of Naboo. One day, they all got captured. Darth Varder succeeded in the capture. Luke hid his lightsaber from the clones, but Darth Vader found it and got his own. They fought, but Leia and Han had killed the clones and were getting away. They barely got away with their lives. None of them went home. No one has ever seen them again. Vader died of old age a year later.
Dream Finding By: Austin
"What do you know about flying?" asked Belly. Belly can't fly without an airplane. Belly is still young. He's 30. His eyes are aqua, and his hair is blond. Belly loves his job. Belly's job is flying airplanes. Belly's dream is to fly for hours. Belly asked if he could go parachute jumping. The owners of the plane said NO! NO! NO! Belly did it anyway. When they saw him, he was tied onto a kite. He fell really fast! Belly flapped his arms. It didn't work. Belly jumped from a 6,879 foot mountain with no parachute and only a piece of 3 3/4 inch painted plywood. He flew! Belly found out how to fly. He was amazed. His nickname was "Darth Vader." He loved his awesome sport. He loved it as much as pie. He found his loving sport. It was his favorite sport. Belly is now in his 90s. He still has his job flying airplanes. He's as healthy as can be. He's talking about his favorite sport still. He talked his kids into flying. They loved it too.
Radio Contest By: Holly
We remember when everything changed that night after school. It all started last year, summer 1960. Carlee had gymnastics so once I finished my soccer game, I came to the gym. Carlee is my best friend. She loves gymnastics and is skinny. She has light brown hair and brown eyes. But, there is something we both know! There is nothing better than teenage heartthrob Brad Winton. We obsessed over him. Brad was, of course, older than us - at least three years. We were only 13, but "He is so dreamy!" we would say. But God knows if he knew if we existed! This week was "Brad Week" on the radio at 4:00 every day of the week. That day was "Contest Day" so Carlee and I RAN as fast as we could. We hit the radio; it turned on to "The Radio Guy." We pulled the phone off the wall. I twirled the spiral cord with my finger because I was nervous. "Alright you Fairview girls!" he said. We got excited! The "Radio Guy" said, "Alright ladies! Two lucky gals will win a date with Brad Winton so START YOUR DIALS!!" We could hear the phone ring on the radio. He finally picked up our phone and with a loud CONGRATULATIONS! we knew it was us. "You two girls have won a date with me," a voice said. Right away, we knew it was Brad Winton so we started screaming. "It's like a dream!" Carlee said. "But it's come true, Carlee! And to think Monday it will be real!" We celebrated with two cherry lollipops on a job well done. That following night, Carlee stayed the night. We had two cokes, but the glass bottles didn't make the recycling bin. We were so excited , we forgot everything. When Monday came, we had a fight. "I'll sit next to Brad in the car!" I shouted. "Maybe I'm sick of you always getting what you want!" said Carlee. We were just a tad bit too tired. After all, we didn't get much sleep. Who could sleep with all the excitement? Carlee and I fought so our moms drove us spearately. That was the most painful Monday. Brad wasn't even that great after all. "Hey!" Carlee said to me at school the next day. "Did you enjoy your Monday?" I asked. "It was painful and dreary. Plus Brad wasn't really all that great," Carlee answered. "Well, let's make a promise," I told her. "From now on, we won't get mad over silly things." "OK" she said. And we walked out friends again.
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