Tuesday, December 16, 2014

323 street: the abandoned street; part 1

in my city, there is an abandoned street. that's 323 street, or the dangerous ally. little kids aren't allowed to look down it.  it's the worst dare of them all. it just ruins the city of Elissville, Tennessee. Only two people live close to that, and only one person lives on 323 street. one creepy little man named Aron Jelkins. I think he should be in an mental asylum. he kind of scares me. i prefer to stay away from that side of the town. i don't like the north side. because that's were the scary stuff is; the criminals, the mysterious happenings, the murders. now do you see my point? it's all because of that stupid 323 street, or the horror lane.
some say 323 street has evil magic. i totally understand why. on those dreadful days when i have to walk past it, i tend to sometimes see a greenish-blueish glow up in the sky, like a magical potion or spell. but, i don't exactly know what goes on and i never want to know, this life and the next. but i think it's just a flashlight, but i'm not so sure. but i don't know what else it could be, besides some kind of light.
 i'm Ellis Walker, named after the amazing town of Elissville. i'm 10, and i will solve the frightening mystery of 323 street, no matter what i'll have to go through. i will do it.

Monday, December 15, 2014

Effects: A Journey to Popularity: part l

It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.
-Confucius.
 this quote is the motto of a  girl named Alisa Greenbelt who has a learning disability. she wants to be up with all the other popular girls, only one problem, they thing she's disabled and stupid. this is a story about the journey this young girl takes to get through middle school, and reach the top of the food chain. We all know the feeling, but do we know the..Effects?

Today, as I walked into the miserable building known as school, I heard Kelly Abraham and Elissa Mcmillan  telling their posse about Kelly's role in a movie, that she's going to be a lead in. I just wanted to rip her face right then and now. I HATE the populars. they annoy the heck out of me. well,  i kinda hate everyone who thinks I have some insane mental problem. i am just a little behind, and i go to the LRC for math. but only sometimes. 

"hi Alisa, how are you?" Elissa said in a baby-sweet voice. that annoys me the most. all the people saying hi to me like i'm a baby. Well, I'm NOT. i hate this, i hate it!
"hi," i mumble back as i turn away. they keep murmuring about the movie, or that new store, or someones cell phone, or insatgram, or this,or that, or WHATEVER! i really don't care.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Taking the jump: 1

i stared off into the horizon. i listened to the wind sounds under my feet. i had to do this, or i would be stuck here forever. i just couldn't get myself to stay. i live in the village of Arelenis, the 3rd clearing in the Okearbe, the land of trees
. i couldn't stay. i would be tortured and, in a year or so, killed by Mr and Mrs Arnen, my watchers. they think i'm just a waste. useless. unwanted. worthless. so im going. i am leaving. nobody has left in 700 years, but I'll do it anyway. I've packed some clothes, a few cans of food, my water bottle, and boogo bear, my only memory from my real parents.
I have exactly no idea what to do, where to go, or how to get there, but i'll find out. i'll go somewhere safe. hey, maybe i'll find my real parents. i'll go to the clearing they ran away to. or, i'll find someone who cares about me. or maybe, i'll find both. either way, i'll be happy, at least happier then I am right now.
so, i just jumped, and i loved it. it felt odd and different and happy and wonderful and scary, all at one moment. it feels like i just one the raffle for life, where i win everything i will ever need. but then it also felt like i just jumped to my death. it felt so odd.



Based off Jinx by Saige Blackwood

















































































































































































































































Friday, December 12, 2014

word study/chunks

Sixteen children/ and young people/ were stricken with a mysterious fever,/ and none of the familiar remedies/ seem to be of any benefit.

The next day after school,/ Jess went down/ and got the lumber he needed,/ carrying it a couple boards at a time/ to the creek bank.


puzzle soulution

But even as that thought touched his mind, he knew, that for him, only the shadow that had bred him would be to drift home, and none of the substance, nor any hope of such, and without any stake in the rootless country.

Thursday, December 11, 2014

The Wall prt IX

I wiggled in my seat. I needed to know. NOW.  "Every one is equally...I realize...You know, I was..." I had stopped listening. I was getting quite impatient. "Now time for what we gathered you here for, well,the most important reason, is the grouping results. we will go in alphabetical order, by last name. when you are called, you will come up here, and put your first finger on the touchstone." she announced. the touchstone was, and still is, the stone that quote-unquote would decide your fait. only the speaker, which happens to be the Leaderess, is the only one who knows how to read it. Well, everyone can kinda tell how to read it. but sometimes, it works oddly.
Sadly, i knew,after she said alphabetical order, I would be one of the first children to get pulled up. first it was Kimberly Abanan, who is a little strange. then Minchina Aden, the smartest person ever. soon, after about five more people, six to be exact, I was called.
Ooooooooooh no!! I was going! this was going to be a terrible, epic, dreadful, and crazy disaster. it was so scary even walking up there! it felt like people's eyes were burning holes in your back. you could feel every pair of eyes in the whole room. it looked like a mile till I would get there. Plus, all the mean and laughing faces. I wouldn't even survive the trek up. I was going to fall and faint, or worse, DIE. I wouldn't survive. there was no possible way on earth.  
To Be Continued...

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

the Christmas Story: part 1

I could hear the Thump, thump, thump of the Christmas shoppers walking around the mall. This loud and obnoxious sound actually made me happy, it reminded me that Christmas is coming. Or Hanukkah, whichever holiday you celebrate. My name is Erica Walter, and I'm 12. I loooooooove the holidays. They just bring me joy and happiness. it reminds me of the days when I was little and all I would ever do is play with little gizmos and gadgets.
Anyways, I was going with my grandma. we are going to pull big surprise on my mother.we were getting all the holiday stuff ready for her. she would be so excited. all she would have to do is get our presents! this would be the best Christmas present ever for her. we were going to get all the food and all the gifts for everyone else. that we would hide them at my grandma's house and wait till Christmas Eve and then bring them in right in front of her!
but there was one problem. What if she got the stuff too? that would kinda be a problem, a big problem. so we were going to have to find a way to stop her.and not be mean about it let her find out let her find out. everyone in our family was in on this, and out of all the people in my family, I was chosen to buy the presents. And keep the big secret of what the gifts are. Plus, I'm the youngest. Out of 15.

Monday, December 8, 2014

Siblings

siblings. the most painful punishment of them all. the loud. the crazy. the obnoxious. the worst thing to ever happen to me is having siblings. i mean, they were born before me! it's not my fault! I didn't do anything earn this "burden".
 if you are an only child then you are extremely lucky. you don't have to wake up every morning to craziness and chaos. and you don't always have to be careful because your brother has a Nerf gun. you can have a calm and relaxing day. if you have siblings, it's a different story. something's always going on. your sister forgot her glasses, your brother didn't finish his homework, someone forgot their backpack, somebody left their swimsuit at home, and many more. there's always something wrong.
the best days in the world are the days when your brother/sister AREN'T home. this means peace, quiet, calmness, and happiness. to me, this happens about once a year. that one day, like Christmas, when you can walk down the stairs and find something their (or not there). the one day where you can have a real smile all day long. yes, that one day where peace and quietness actually exists. well, if it actually does. sometimes, this mystical day never comes.
But there are also more good parts about siblings than bad parts. Siblings can be helpful, kind, and loving. They will be your lifelong bestfriend that will always be there for you. The will be assistance when you need it. They will be your automatic backup. They will be there for you.

                      These are MY thoughts on siblings        

Wonder

In the book Wonder, by R.J Palacio, Auggie changes by having self esteem. Acorrding to the book on page 15, he says " Hi, I mumbled, putting my hand into his hand while I looked down into his feet."  This says that at the beginning of the book, he was very shy.

Costumes

As I've said before,I dance. And every dancer has to live with the punishment of costumes. Costumes are itchy, ugly, and annoying. And when you wear them, you usually have to stay in them for what feels like hours. But before you get your costume, you always want it. I have absolutely no idea why, but it's true. You always ask to see it, you always ask when it's coming, and you just always want to have it. But some costumes are good. So are super soft and NOT itchy, some are very, very pretty, and some just plain out rock! I love when I get those costumes, but it's extremely rare. 
This is why I hate costumes.



Friday, December 5, 2014

the time when Mrs. Roberts approved our phone script

It was an average day. Well,only sort of average. Today, Mrs. Roberts was hopefully going to approve our phone script for sciracy. Sciracy is a class where you get to choose a project that with help the community and go through with it. We were going to call B Brooklyn pizza and interview them on their menu and ingredient choices. Today was the day. We had been working on our script for a very long time.
We walked up to Mrs. Roberts desk. It felt like it was a mile away. As we approached the line,we Heard the hammers banging.
"Hi Mrs. Roberts we have our script ready!" We cheered.
"Let me see it." Said Mrs Roberts, with her awesome British accent.
We handed over the computer for her to see. It felt like forever,even, thought it was merely two minutes. she handed us back the computer. I had absolutely no idea what to expect. I mean, I liked our script and I thought it was good,but I didn't know what anyone else would think.

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Take Cover: section 1

3,000 years in the future, life is very different. Life is merely life and death. Life is war. To me, all I've ever done in my life was eat, sleep, fight. I was forced into this life. I am Ani Demirir, and I live in the world of Kalistu. We are the “good world”. The “bad world” is Aniua. There may be worlds, worlds that don’t fight, worlds that are peace.  Once you are a two yearling, you learn to fight. When you are five and have completed all of your overnight stay training, you fight. And you fight for the rest of your life. You will never stop. Well, not until a side wins. But everyone knows that won’t ever happen. This stupid war has been going on for almost 1,000 years.

            This is what an average day will look like. Everyone wakes up from the sound of the first cannon, which is fired at 7 hour. Then you have a quarter hour to get ready. You have to be with the fighters in your group at 7 and 20 hour.  There are 10 groups. The cannon fires, the archers, the bullet, the messengers, the spies, the gun fires, the nuclears, the caretakers, the watchers, and the testers. I am in the archer group.  I shoot a bow and arrow from dusk till dawn. I shoot those terrible arrows until my hands bleed. I shoot till I’ve hit all the archers from Aniua. Sometimes, I don’t get to go home.  

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

The Phone Call

Today was the day. The day we were going to call Brooklyn Pizza. We were going to interview them on the ingredients. Mrs. Roberts had already approved our script so we were ready. Today I was going to call them and talk to them. then the next time Zoeya would do the same.
 Zoeya read out the number while I pressed them into the phone. I picked up the phone and it started ringing.
"Ring-Ring-Ring!" The phone sounded. 
My fingers started to wiggle. This always happens to me when I'm nervous. 
"Hello! This is Brooklyn Pizza, how may I help you?" The man on the other side of the phone said.
"Hello, we are the Food Detectives from Birmingham Covington School, we are doing a class project on Healthy Food May we speak to the manager? " I answered.
"You are speaking to him." Replied the manager.
"We are doing a project about healthy eating and healthy food and we were hoping to do some research in the local community. We were  wondering if we could possibly come and interview somebody at your restaurant about your menu and the choices you make about ingredients." I said.
"Sure, that sounds fine." He told us.
"What is your least busy time? We want to come when there shouldn't be a big crowd." I asked.
"Hmm, I'd say around 3:00-4:00." he said.
"Okay, what's a good date for you?" I asked.
"Most Fridays will work great." he answered.
"Okay, We'll check with our teachers and parents and get back to you as soon as possible." I politely announced.
"Thank you!" He replied.
This is the phone call we made today! 



Monday, December 1, 2014

AHW: Christmas morning fiction story


Every holiday is super amazing. each and every single one. I love the feeling of waking up and knowing it's in important date. but one holiday in particular always stood out to me. this holiday is Christmas. i love the feeling of waking up and knowing there is something downstairs for you. I mean, it's not even your birthday but somebody loves you so much that they bring you a present. I think this feeling is just the most amazing feeling in the world. my favorite part is running down the stairs. I know it might sound crazy, but I love that little jolt of excitement you get in your fingers as you race down the stairs to see what you got.
By the way, I'm Alyssa Jerry (but you can call me Ally). I'm nine years old. I go to Weller West Elementary. and I am a so called super genius.