Monday, May 29, 2006

My Cheesecake Ran Away!

How My Delicious Cheesecake Ran Away     A peaceful day it was... There I was, at my dinner table. There were many things to eat at dinner time. The usual for my dinner is hamster meat, mashed beets, lemon juice (lemon JUICE, not lemonade, unlike the FANCY people), eggshell sauce and my absolute favourite, ladybug cake.     That was the usual, but, now it isn’t! One item on the “usual” menu has changed--forever! How has it changed?     Well, just the other day, my mother bought me a wonderful, scrumptious piece of cheesecake--original flavor.     Yes, I was going to eat a bit of my cheesecake--savoring every bite, after dinner, but... it turned... into a................. rat, then scurried off somewhere!     I just could not believe my eyes! My cheesecake... turned--into a--rat! Just like that!     Maybe, my cheese--... rat, can turn back into my piece of cheesecake--was what I thought. But then, the outcome of that was quite different--sort of (actually it wasn’t).     So, right after my “cheesecake”/rat ran away, I chased after it as fast as I could!     It stopped in a corner of my house. It was right there, in that little corner--”with small little tears coming out from its eyes”... It looked so cute (and sad at the same time)! I tiptoed near it, and grabbed it!          Mission accomplished! Well, not quite... I just needed to know how it turned into a rat in the first place, and how to turn it back into my cheesecake!     So then I went to the living room to ask my mom where she got the cheesecake. She said that she got it from this “Magic Person Guy”, and at the Magic Cheesecake Convention.     So, then I went to the Magic Cheesecake Convention, with my [used-to-be cheesecake, and soon will be cheesecake (again)] rat.     When I got there, I saw so many cheesecakes! Some were floating, some were shining, some were dancing, and some were... burning! It was so strange and amazing at the same time. I had never seen so many cheesecakes before!     My mom said that the “Magic Person Guy” was in one of the most normal looking places in the convention! Of course, she was right... It was a “normal” place alright--because the name of it was “Normal Cheesecakes”!     I knew that it wasn’t exactly “normal”, but I went in there anyway.     The magic person said, “Welcome."     I just said “Hello”. Then I asked him how my cheesecake turned into a rat. He said that the cheesecake I got was the kind that runs away...     The cheesecake turns into an animal and runs away. The magic person accidentally gave my mom a piece of “transforming cheesecake”, instead of a normal piece of cheesecake.     So then, I asked him to exchange my rat for the normal cheesecake... Do you know what he said? He said that there were no cheesecake refunds/exchanging! Could you believe that? Now, how will I be able to eat my dessert?! How will I be able to eat a rat?!     Just when I finally got my most fantastic dessert, it turns into a rat and runs away from me! I don’t even get a refund!     I was so mad, that I demanded he exchange the objects (a cheesecake and my rat)! He didn’t listen, so I screamed!!!     He got pretty scared (heh heh)... so he told me a secret about my cheesecake/rat. He said that all I had to do was take a bite out of the rat and it’ll turn back into my cheesecake. I didn’t believe him. How can a disgusting rat turn into a cheesecake, when you bite it? Even though it was so disgusting, I had to bite it... to see if the magic person was lying.     So then, I took a bite... The rat actually tasted good... sort of like a boiled egg (it DIDN’T taste like chicken)...     As soon as I bit it, it turned back to my cheesecake (I was surprised, that biting the rat actually turned back to normal)!     I was so happy, that I ate all of it!              (This story was fake--I did not have a cheesecake that ran away--nor do I eat strange dinners!... ALSO, I have never in my life, taken a bite of a rat!!! I’m also not sure if a rat tastes like a boiled egg--they probably don’t.)     By Karen     Posted by 22268@y... on 5/29/06; 1:24:49 PM from the Karen dept. Discuss

What It's Like to be a Hamburger

What It’s Like to be a Hamburger     Being a hamburger is quite simple, well at least that’s what I think, I mean how hard could it be sitting in a box all alone, scared, frightened.  I guess you could say a hamburger’s worst fear is being eaten by a hungry customer.     You’re probably wondering how us hamburgers see, hear, and talk. When the workers (employees) make the hamburgers, they put on pickles (eyes), tomatoes (mouth), and lettuce (ears).  When the workers put all the other condiments on us, it is our food. Hamburgers do have friends.  Our friends are other hamburgers.     When the hamburgers get hurt, they gush out ketchup, relish, or mustard (depends on what was put on them).     The hamburgers like to stay away from the fries and salad.  Those pigheaded fries have no clue about what  they’re thinking.  They just wander about finding different ways to torture or tease the hamburgers.     Oh, and of course, those nasty rotten good for nothing salads.  The salads are the richest and most spoiled food.  They get to have fresh lettuce, delicious cucumbers and carrots picked right out of ground.  Of course, the salads never talk because they’re too rich and snobby.       Hamburgers hate the taste of pop being dripped all over them.  A hamburger's one and only dream is to run free in the land of Tellmatopickeuce.  Tellmatopickeuce is where all of the free hamburgers run around.  This is the only town where you’re not alone in a box or being eaten by people or their dogs.  In the town of Tellmatopickeuce, tomatoes, lettuce, and pickles all grow on tall beautiful trees.  Ketchup, mustard, and mayonnaise are all in the rivers and lakes.  Ketchup is the only liquid that falls down a waterfall.     The hamburgers have houses made out of hamburger buns.  Hamburgers don’t exactly have bathrooms in their house because they’re food so....... you get the point. Hamburgers don't know what it’s like to have television but the outside world is exciting enough for them.  It isn’t very exciting being a hamburger in a box all the time.  All though, I am still pondering about the thought of how I became a hamburger! Posted by 24379@y... on 5/29/06; 1:19:50 PM from the Stephanie dept. Discuss (1 response)

Friday, May 12, 2006

Getting Even with my Older Sister

Getting Even with My Older Sister Today is the day that I am going to get even with my older sister Emily. My name is Julia and I have waited 24 hours to do this. I am going to put my Jeepers Creepers movie on in her room so that she will get scared. (This is my payback for what she did to me last night.) I also put a magnet on all of the buttons so that she can’t turn it off or turn the volume down! I am doing this because I am tired of being embarrassed by her. Last night she pushed me across the line. She told my mom that I broke the video camera; but it was an accident! While I was planning the right timing for my revenge, Emily came into my room and asked, “ What are you planning, Julia?” “Nothing, dear sister,” I replied. “Well, I think you’re up to something and I am going to find out what.” “Alright, well, I’m not hiding anything so go ahead and try,” I sneered. “Fine then!” she yelled. I put the movie in the T.V.  in her room, right after dinner while she was doing the dishes. When she walked into her room and saw it playing, she screamed and jumped into her bed. She screamed, “ Julia, turn this off right now!” I shut her door and locked it so that she would have to listen. It was a sweet revenge but I did get grounded for a week! Oh, well though, now she’s soo scared that she will never tell on me again! Erin 7H 2006 Posted by 22231@y... on 5/12/06; 2:59:09 PM from the Erin dept. Discuss

The Missing Numbers

The Missing Numbers     The Missing Numbers is a club of 5 very intelligent girls.  These girls call themselves spies.  The girls are all in grade 4. Their names are Julie, Chelsea, Sam, Tilli and Candy. They only solve problems that have to do with numbers.     One day a robber crept into a museum and stole a precious diamond.  The robber had left a small safe at the museum.  The small safe contained a note telling where the robber was hiding.  The only problem was that the safe had a lock on it.  The numbers for the lock were scattered around the museum.  The only way to tear open the lock was to find the numbers.     The Missing Numbers club started searching for the numbers right away.  They found the first number behind a statue of a cow.  The manager of the museum found the second number painted on his office window.  The Missing Numbers club got a trained dog to sniff the safe and find another number.  They had the three numbers for the lock so they tried rearranging the numbers in three different ways.  When they found the right code, they opened the lock and read the paper telling them where the thief was.  The paper said the thief was staying at the Corner Inn, room number 29.  The Missing Numbers club got in their secret investigating van and the driver drove them to the Corner Inn.  Once they got to room number 29, they busted down the door with help from three very strong men.  The window of the room was open and the wind was blowing in.     “He must have escaped out the window!” exclaimed Tilli.     All of a sudden Candy’s phone rang.  She picked it up and the manager of the museum was on the other line.       “Candy, I have your thief right here!" he exclaimed.     “Oh dear,” said Sam, “we need to go to the Museum pronto!”     When they arrived at the museum, they found the thief tied up to a chair with the manager standing right behind him.     “Good work,” said Chelsea.     When they started to untie the thief, the manager stopped them and said, “I’m afraid I can’t let you do that.”     “And why not?” asked Julie with a snarl.     “Well, he is my brother, and I love him very much”     “Well, then, you're both going to be arrested,” said Tilli.  The police showed up moments later to find all 5 girls arguing with the manager about why he was going to be arrested and why they couldn't arrest his brother.     “Excuse me ladies, but I think I’m going to have to stop this nonsense so I can take these young gentlemen away,” said the police chief. “We found out that the manger's been teamed up with his brother for a long time stealing diamonds from this museum.”     “How could you!!” yelled Julie. “We trusted you!”     “I needed money,” said the manger with a sick grin on his face.     “Take em’ away!” said Candy with a laugh.     “Hey that’s my line!”  said the chief with a funny weird laugh. Stephanie 2006 7H Posted by 24379@y... on 5/12/06; 2:50:48 PM from the Stephanie dept. Discuss

Monday, March 27, 2006

School

SCHOOL!         Oh! man ! today`s a school day.  "MOM DO I HAVE TO GO!?"         "Yes honey,"  Mom said happily. "School teaches you stuff that you need in life."         "  But mom, Miss Howard is sooooo mean! " I moaned.          ''Son, come make your lunch, quickly or you`ll be late."           Fine...  I decided to run to school hoping that there was a subsitute to annoy.  DRAT, no substitute.          "SCOTT, HOW COME  YOU`RE  LATE?!" Miss Howard said fiercely.          "Why do you need to know?" I said slyly.             "Because I`m the boss,  NOW tell!"          " Fine I`ll tell. Nothing much, just egging the school."          Just then her face went red, everyone laughed.  "Hehe haha!"           At recess I got a detention of a hundred lines.  Now you won't believe this, in gym I tripped over myself and farted.  After gym...  "Hello, Mrs. MacFarlane, you may take these 3 kids to help study,"  Miss Howard said to her.          I can't believe her, she knew I needed help but no she too MEAN!!!!!!  When she was reading us a story, I kept interrupting just to annoy her.  Then we had French,  it went well I think. Once I wasn't paying attention and she spazed out.  It`s not like other kids don`t do that.  It was awful.  Now,  here`s the weirdst part. When I got home my mom said," Congratulations, you won ten million bucks!" THE END Posted by 25048@y... on 3/27/06; 1:37:56 PM from the Scott dept. Discuss

Sally The Purple Cow

Sally The Purple Cow     Once a upon a time there was  a purple cow named Sally. She wasn’t the most popular, in fact she was the weirdest animal on the farm. Sally had no friends , no one would talk to her , except when they made fun of her purpleness.  She was always feeling blue , everywhere she went. Sally had even been laughed at through the whole cow school years. Sally never even had the right color of milk (which was multi  colored). She was always in a cage up on a hill ever since she got mad cow disease. She went wild ,she was aggressive with any other animal she was near. One day Sally had shook the cage until the brakes had broken. The cage started rolling really slowly then suddenly the wheels of the cage started to go faster and faster as she went down the hill . The wheels were squeaking and she was so scared that she started moving more. Then the one front wheel of her cage broke off, then the other and her cage flipped over. She broke the cage open and she stood up with her leg bleeding with blue blood and she sat down again and started to cry gold tears that would turn into stone once it touched the ground. A bunny rabbit with silver fur so shiny you can see your reflection  said, “Hey  are that cow that everyone makes fun of Eh?”    Sally said, “Yeah, I'm the cow everyone makes fun of , so go on and laugh.” The silver bunny started to laugh and say, “You should be proud of being purple." “Well why I"m    purple ,I cry gold tears that turn into stone, and I have multi colored milk how can I be proud of that?” Sally said.  The bunny laughed again and saidl, “ Well, of course, you should be proud, after all you are the princess of the planet Zortax.”     Sally was surprised and she jumped up and  she noticed that the cut had healed, Sally said, “Well how did I get here?”     The bunny said, “Well we were testing to see how the farmers treat our own. So we see that they raise us  to get fat and then eat us...                  TO BE CONTINUED... Posted by 23100@y... on 3/27/06; 1:27:57 PM from the Tanis dept. Discuss

Horrifying Muffin

The Horrifying Muffin     “Yuck!” cringed Ms. Howard.  “That’s the worst muffin I’ve ever tasted.”      Julie Mcgee was a student at Takbini Elementary School.  Julie loved to torment teachers and this year was her last year at Takbini.  Julie was in a cooking option and she got to make muffins.  Julie loved to make muffins, but she would put a secret ingredient in her muffins.  The secret ingredient was five cups of green, slimy, sticky boogers!      Julie had to make 2 dozen muffins for her option class.  Julie’s cooking teacher told her to make muffins for her basketball coach, French teacher, gym teacher and classroom teacher.  Julie made 2 dozen muffins filled with her secret ingredient.  After Julie was finished she was going to bring one to Ms. Howard, her classroom teacher.  Ms. Howard loved it when her students made her muffins.  It made her feel like she was the queen.     Julie was bringing the muffins up to the class when she ran into Mrs. MacFarlane, her basketball coach.  Julie thought Mrs. MacFarlane was really nice, but she loved to torment teachers so....... she gave her a muffin!  Mrs. MacFarlane started to eat the muffin when she realized it had a strange taste.  All of a sudden she tossed down the muffin and spit out the bite she took.  Julie ran down the hall before Mrs. MacFarlane could say a single word.  Julie ran into the class and handed Ms. Howard a muffin.  Ms. Howard took a tinsy tiny bite of the muffin and chucked it on the floor.  Julie asked what was wrong and Ms. Howard cringed,  “That’s the worst muffin I’ve ever tasted!” Stephanie 2006 7H Posted by 24379@y... on 3/27/06; 1:18:15 PM from the Stephanie dept. Discuss

Winter Freeze

Winter Freeze     On one cold January morning, the alarm’s buzz woke me. It was picture day and I knew that if I got another bad picture, my mom would ship me off to “Education for Klutz” school. For the last 7 years I have gotten horrific pictures.     Last year I had bee stings all over my face from walking right into a tree and having a beehive drop on my head! And the year before that Conrad, who loves spiders, put a tarantula on my head right before my picture was taken! So my final picture looked like I was about to die. I was a little frightened of the spider that was crawling down my head!     I would like to give my mother a nice grade seven picture and this is the last time that I can do that before I go to high school. I have got to stay away from trees and spiders until I get my picture taken.     Our pictures are taken in the morning so I just have to get to school without making a fool of myself. Though that may be harder than I thought because I usually get a ride to school with my dad, but today he is in bed with the whooping cough. I looked outside at the windy blizzard and sighed. I bundled myself up with a coat and mitts and a hat; I kissed my cat good- bye and headed out the door for school.     It was so cold out that I thought I was going to die of hypothermia.     When I finally reached the school door everyone else had already gone inside preparing for the pictures!     I went up to my classroom and took off my coat and outside stuff, put on my white shirt and went down to pictures. The pictures are taken in the art room, but when I got there no one from my class was in there. I thought to myself, “Maybe they went to gym already because they finished pictures early.” I sat up on the stool and said, “Cheeeeeeeese.”     After the picture was taken the photographer gave me a slip that said to come back in 1 hour for my finished picture.     I sat in my classroom for 1 hour praying that I could have a nice picture for my mom, and when 1 hour came I silently walked to the art room one last time. There was a line up to get their pictures. Two of them sighed and 3 of them gleamed with joy. I reached for my picture and the photographer said,”Better luck next time!”     I looked at my picture only to see that my face was as white as my shirt! My face was frostbitten!     “Oh well” I thought, there’s always next year! Erin Posted by 22231@y... on 3/27/06; 1:13:37 PM from the Erin dept. Discuss

Friday, March 3, 2006

About Me

Age:12 B-day: not telling lol haha too bad Weight: you're joking right haha Height: don't know What's your fave foods:  fries, fish(salmon and cod), carrots, pizza, caesar salad, moose and caribou, smoked salmon, I don't know I have lots!! Favorite places to be: Carcross, Dawson City,Vancouver, and Edmonton. How many siblings: 4 Names of sibilings : I'm not telling! Favorite colours and shadows: Black (shadow), blue, red, white (shadow), silver and gold! Favorite band:  Kiss, Pantara, Metallica, Slipknot, and System of the Down  to be continued Posted by 23100@y... on 3/3/06; 11:04:53 AM from the Tanis dept. Discuss (2 responses)

M¥ BØRING RØØM

M¥ BøRING RØØM My room is really boring. The walls are white and  covered in posters like D12, Usher (I don't really like him) Eminem and Hilary Duff (I hate her). I have a welfare TV and stereo. I have a phone and a bed, of course, a book shelf, a drawer, a mirror/closet, an ugly pink curtain and floor . I have the biggest room in the house! That's m¥ børing røøm.         BY: Tanis   Posted by 23100@y... on 3/3/06; 11:01:32 AM from the Tanis dept. Discuss (2 responses)

The Day I Got Lost

The Day I Got Lost     One hot summer day I was biking with my brother, Scott and our friend Alex.  We biked behind the Yukon College and all of a sudden we were going on all of these straight, curved, zigzag trails. Then we heard cars on road. We were so tired we were willing to go down a huge hill to follow the road....but then we saw two bears behind us!  We slowly got off our bikes and laid on the ground. The bears came closer and closer. By the time the bears got to us we were panting so hard we couldn’t even hear the bear stepping over trees, twigs, logs, leaves, etc.     After about 15 minutes the two gigantic bears trailed off.     Alex, Scott, and I got on our bikes and rode down the huge hill. The hill had big trees all over it. Not only did my bike keep getting stuck, I was so tired that it was hard for me to keep pulling it out and away from the trees.     Once we had reached the road we thought we were on the Alaska Highway, but really we were 20 minutes away from the fish hatchery.     We biked for about 35 minutes until we got to my house. I went barging in my front door panting like a dog. I drank so much water, I felt sick. Scott and Alex weren’t as tired. I’m not sure why, but they just came in the house drank 2 glasses of water, went to the basement and played video games. Stephanie 2005 7H Posted by 24379@y... on 3/3/06; 10:55:44 AM from the Stephanie dept. Discuss (1 response)

Mars the Bringer of War

Mars the Bringer of War This song makes me feel war, battles, fighting, warriors, and strength.  The colors it makes me feel are red and black.  It feels like there is killing with blood.  The song is loud, low, creepy, scary, and evil.  It is active with lots of movement.  It sounds very dark and intense.  This music is also played on the movie Star Wars. Stephanie    2005   7h Posted by 24379@y... on 3/3/06; 10:53:02 AM from the Stephanie dept. Discuss (2 responses)

My Bedroom

My Bedroom My bedroom is a mess , yes it is my mess, and you don't want to see it. It has flowers and clouds on the walls. I have my own television and an X-BOX with only three games. It is very scary at night. I have a water bed and I always dream I am drowning at night. It's a scary place to be.                                                                            Posted by 22257@y... on 3/3/06; 10:50:15 AM from the Sean dept. Discuss (5 responses)

Monday, February 27, 2006

My Bad Day

My Bad Day     On one cold January morning, my alarm clock buzzer went off and woke me up.  I jumped up really fast because it scared me.  It was probably because I was having a bad dream,  like a really, really scary one.  It was about a haunted castle and I was stuck inside all alone.  Then when I opened this door someone jumped out and that’s when my alarm clock went off.     As I looked over at my kitten calendar I moaned because I realized it was a Monday.  That’s because Mondays are always so boring.  I looked over at my alarm clock to see what time it was because I was so tired and usually I’m not.  It said 6:45.  Then I remembered that my mom made me change it.  I groaned as I got out of my bed slowly, because you could see, I was cranky!     After I got dressed, I went downstairs to the kitchen to eat breakfast.  As I walked  toward the fridge my mom and dad said, “Good morning.” I just stared at them.  So they left the room. They probably knew I was cranky.  I didn’t care though.  I grabbed a banana because I wasn’t that hungry.  Just when I went to peel it I noticed a spider on the side of it.      “Eeeek” I screamed with a disgusted look on my face.  My parents ran back into the room. Again they both stared at me like I was crazy.  So I got a bowl and poured cereal and milk into it.  My parents were still staring.             The next thing I did was go into the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair.  I grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste and put the toothpaste on my toothbrush.  At least I tried.  It was all gone.  “No!  My favourite toothpaste,” I yelled as I chucked it into the garbage.  I had to use my dad’s gross Arm and Hammer tooth paste.  Eeeww!!!  After I almost threw up because of that toothpaste, I got my brush. It had an elastic on it so I tried to get it off.  I tried to pull it off but it got stuck.  Then it got caught on my finger and it hit the mirror, bounced off and hit me on the forehead.  Then I started to giggle and my parent started to stare at me again.  Then I started laughing really hard and I knew I would have an awful day. The end Posted by 22260@y... on 2/27/06; 1:44:03 PM from the Jenna dept. Discuss (1 response)

the poppy

The Poppy The poppy is remembering, Remembering the soldiers that fought for our freedom. The poppy is freedom, Freedom the soldiers gave to us. The poppy is bravery, Bravery the soldiers had when they fought. The poppy is the flowers, Flowers that  grow where the soldiers lay. By Jenna Posted by 22260@y... on 2/27/06; 1:32:42 PM from the Jenna dept. Discuss (1 response)

sean`s drool

Sean`s Drool One day Sean slept in. He was snoring and drooling. I was sleeping over. His pillow was all wet and it stunk.  I got my cd player and put my ear phones on his head and cranked up the volume. Then, I played a high pitched techno song. He opened his eyes wide, and Ipulled the ear phones off. His eyes were all blood shot and his face was all wet from drool. It was sick. He wiped it off and then punched me. After that, he turned his x-box on and started to play his Tony Hawk Underground Two.             The End. Posted by 22315@y... on 2/27/06; 1:31:21 PM from the James dept. Discuss (9 responses)

Finders Keepers

Finders Keepers One cold winter day I was walking to school with my friend when the wind blew the crystal right off of my neck! It all started Christmas day.  One of the presents I had got from my whole family was a beautiful diamond shaped in a crystal like form. I like to call it a crystal. It is very shiny and about the width of 2 of your thumb nails. It is about as long as your pinky   I’ve only had it for 1 whole day now but I feel like I have had for my whole life. It gives me this sort of brilliant feeling. I like when it is around my neck because then I know that it’s there so I feel more confident. In the last few months of school people haven’t exactly been the most friendly types of people. I know that they are inside but it just doesn't really show anymore.  I haven’t been treated with total respect lately though I know that people are at least trying. This is why I like it so much.  There is one girl in my class, her name is Lizzie. She is not very nice and she has a real bad case of finders keepers syndrome. This syndrome is where you find something and you know who it belongs to but you keep it for yourself. I am not a big person for doing this but there is some things that I just can’t stand. The next morning there was a bit of snow coming down and it was real windy out. I bundled up real tight and started to head out for my friend’s house. We usually walk together. Her name is Julia and she is in my class too. We have been friends for a very long time, and neighbours too! Once both of us were ready we started walking towards our usual path; the road. We noticed that once we were half way to school the wind started to pick up quite a bit and the snow was coming down harder. We both decided to run the rest of the way so we wouldn’t be so cold when we got there.  We were a few steps away from the school and I was out of breath! I tried to keep going but my legs were so tired from running against the wind that I just collapsed. Julia didn’t notice because she had been running ahead of me the whole time. As I slowly got up a minute later, I felt something touch my neck but I didn’t pay much attention to it because I was so cold.  Once I had gotten inside and warmed up I wanted to show Julia my crystal but when I undid my coat to get it out, it wasn’t there! It must have caught on the parking lot pole when I fell down! That must have been the thing I felt on my neck.  I zipped my coat back up and told my teacher that I was going back out. When I got back to the  parking lot pole, it wasn’t anywhere near it. I headed back to tell my teacher so that if someone found it they could give it back to me.  After the day was over and no one had return it to me I lost hope. Suddenly, I noticed something shining from Lizzie’s neck. I walked over towards her to see what it was and she showed it to me. It was my crystal! I ran up to the teacher and told her that I had found it and then ran back to Lizzie so that I could get it. However, when I got there she wouldn’t give it to me! I turned around to tell the teacher but she wasn’t there.  I turned back around and snatched it right off of Lizzie neck! I know this probably wasn’t the best thing to do but it was mine.  I ran home and told my parents everything and do you know what they said... They said I couldn’t take it to school anymore! Though I guess that was the best solution. Erin 7H 2005 Posted by 22231@y... on 2/27/06; 1:26:25 PM from the Erin dept. Discuss (3 responses)

The Poppy

The Poppy To me the poppy represents the soldiers that fought for their families, friends, their country, and people that are still yet to come. People should respect that and be grateful to them. Many people sacrificed their lives for people that they didn't even know.They all fought many wars and in the end won Canada for us! If they hadn’t fought for us then I might even have  been out there fighting now or I might have been a slave for the people that did win. I might have been fighting out there for my own freedom if the soldiers didn’t fight for us. The soldiers fought for freedom and peace for everyone. They fought for years and years, and finally they celebrated their victory. Remembrance Day is a day to remember the soldiers for everything they have done for Canada and it is to remember why we have our freedom and peace.  Thank-you! Erin Posted by 22231@y... on 2/27/06; 1:19:30 PM from the Erin dept. Discuss

Mrs.Bennet and Sean

Mrs.Bennet and Sean 6/7 C It was just last year that this actually happened. This is based on a true story. When I was in Mrs. Coxford’s 6/7 C class we had gotten a sub for the day. It was Mrs.Bennett. As she was teaching Sean was misbehaving and Mrs.Bennett was telling him to pick up his things and head to the office. As he was walking out the door he said something to her and so she went out the other stop him. She called his name and he looked through the  door opposite to her.  She looked through that door and he looked through the other one. They kept switching and the whole class could not stop laughing at them. After about 5 more switches from door to door, Mrs.Bennett went to the other side and caught him! He had to go down to the office and we all were pretty sure that he was going to get in even more trouble now!! Erin 7H now 2005 Posted by 22231@y... on 2/27/06; 1:17:54 PM from the Erin dept. Discuss (3 responses)

What Parents Can Do When They Hate You

What Parents Can Do When They Hate You     With a cry of horror I grabbed my throat and began to gag.     “Yuck!” I cringed, “That’s the worst vegetable I ever tasted!”     “Don’t  be so dramatic,” my sister told me.     Lately my sister was being absolutely and totally impossible. It seemed as if my parents were out to get me. Last night my sister pushed me down the stairs and now I have a broken arm and leg. Then on top of that my dad told her “good job” when she did that. Now that made me feel so good!(Sarcastic remark) Now I’m laying in the hospital bed or should I say laying on the hospital floor clasping my throat because of that horrible vegetable.     “What was that?” I asked in despair.     “It was a turnip,” my mother answered.     “Gack, I hate turnips!” I told her.     “I looove turnips!” my sister yelled,”I want moooooooooooo.....” my sister's voice droned off as I punched her in the face with my unbroken arm. Now what do you think my parents did? My dad punched me in the face and broke my nose. Blood splattered everywhere. On the bed, on the machines and on my dad.     “Ooooops,” he said sarcastically, “ Did I do that?”      See what I mean my parents are out to get me? Why don’t they just put me up for adoption? The End (This is not a true story) By Flurin Posted by 23364@y... on 2/27/06; 1:14:04 PM from the Flurin dept. Discuss (1 response)