Saturday, October 8, 2011

The Big Bully

**I'm so proud of Maddie who makes it a regular practice to stick up for other kids in her class when they are being bullied.  It takes a lot of courage to do something like that.  Maddie wrote this story last night about an all too common problem. ** Typed as written!**

One day at a school not far away there was a little wimpy boy about seven years old.  His name was Frank.  But that school had something nobody wants.  that school had the meanist bigest badest Bully!  he was in kindergarden but he was 13 years old.  he punched, kicked, pinched cheated and hit.  he yelled and screamed and called peeple names.  he got supended 10 times week. but he never went home.

Now on that particylalar day there was a pep rally and unfortiontly Frank was in the bully's room.  at the pep rallys there were cheerleaders games and prises.  but as soon as there class sat down Frank noticed the bully lerking around the curtians.  What should he do he knew that the bully was up to something if he tells on the bully he will surly pound him in the ground.  (litarly). but if he lets the Bully get away with this he will surley ruin the pep-rally.  What should I do Frank said to himself.  he diceded to tell So he went up to his teacher and said Joe (who is the Bully) is messing around the stage and i think he is going to mess things up.  by the worred look on his face you can guess pretty well that he is thinking the same thing he goes up to the Bully and tells him that Frank thouht he was messing around.

Oh no said Frank out loud.  the teacher actually told Joe that he told now he was dead meat.  the worst part of all was that recess was affter the pep rally.  and in that time was Joes hunting time when there were no teachers to stop him.  he could do anything he wanted.  affter the pep rally recess came Frank was histarical.  when someone finally got him to go out he ran and hid under the slide he looke out one way but before he could look the other way he felt a tap on his shoulder he turned around saw the Bully.  he bolted across the playground as fast as he could when the Bully coutht up.  Frank and him stood face to face.  And Frank said I don't think you should be able to push around kids and hurt them the bully said what you gonna do aboutt it twirp.  I'll tell you what I'm gonna do about it. Frank yelled ready aim fier then about 9,000 spit balls came at the bully that he ran out of the school yard and said I will never come back.  everbidy cheered.  

The End

Friday, October 7, 2011

The Barfy Jack-o-Lantern

Maddie and I decided to Spin a Yarn and this is what we came up with.  If you have never spun a yarn you must try it!  We did it with just the two of us, but it's even more fun with more people. One person simply starts the story and others add to it.  We hope you enjoy our little Halloween yarn, The Barfy Jack-O-Lantern!  **warning** You might not want to be eating while you read this story! 

(Mommy) There once was a lonely old woman, who lived in a house deep in the dark dark woods.  She lived alone, except for her black cat, named Sparky.  

(Maddie) One day she was out walking into the forest.  She had left her cat at home and she was all alone.  Each step she went closer and closer into the forest.  Then suddenly...something caught her eye.  

(Mommy)  Flying through the dark trees towards her was a spooky glowing orange Jack-O-Lantern!  It had a very scary face, with jagged teeth and angry eyes.  The old woman froze in her tracks as the jack-o-lantern soared right up to her face!

(Maddie)  BOO!!!!  said the jack-o-lantern.  AHHHHHHH!!! shrieked the old woman.  So she ran and ran and ran all the way to her house.  But then her door was locked and she was cornered by the jack-o-lantern.  

(Mommy)  The old woman shrank against her door, shaking and shivering, whimpering and wailing!  The jack-o-lantern bobbed in the air in front of her.  And then it began to speak in a low scary voice....

(Maddie)  "Give meee bacccck myyyy seeeeddsss!"  moaned the jack-o-lantern.  "I-I don't k-know what you're t-talking about!" cried the old lady.  "Whhhyyy won't you givvvee meeee backkkk myyy seeddddsss?"  

(Mommy)  The old woman didn't know what to say or do, she was scared out of her wits.  Then she remembered, how just the day before she had gone out to her garden and picked the biggest, orangest, ripest pumpkin off the vine.  And she had taken that pumpkin into her little quaint kitchen and using a big, sharp carving knife, she had cut a hole in the top of that pumpkin, scooped out the seeds and pumpkin guts.  Then she had cleaned off the seeds, and thrown out the guts.  Using her big sharp knife, she had then carved a spooky scary face into her pumpkin, the same scary face that now floated in front of her.

(Maddie)  Then she took the seeds and spread them on a baking sheet, salted them and put them in the oven.  After they cooked she gobbled them all up!  Every last one.  Then she told the pumpkin, "I - I ate them!" 

(Mommy)  The jack-o-lantern howled at the top of his pumpkin lungs sending icy cold shivers up and down the old woman's spine!  "Thennnnn youuuuu willlll have tooooo barfffff myyyyy seeddddsss alllll uppppp!"  cried the jack-o-lantern.

(Maddie)  "O-okay," said the old lady.  Then she stuck her finger down her throat with a loud gagging and hacking she threw up every last seed.  "Bleck, ick, stomach acid tastes gross!"  said the old lady.  The scary jack-o-lantern looked at them and said....

(Mommy)  "Thanks ma'am!  Happy Halloween!!!"  Then he grabbed his barfed up seeds, tossed them into his empty shell and floated happily away.

The end!

Thursday, October 6, 2011

The Last Pumpkin

**This is a story Maddie wrote as a school assignment.  She is in the 4th grade now, I wish I had saved all of her earlier stories from other years, she's got quite the creative voice I think!  I am typing this EXACTLY as she wrote it, word for word, spelling mistakes and all.**


Imagine that you are a pumpkin-the last pumpkin in the field.  The nights are getting colder and there is snow in the air.  Won't someone come and take you home to a nice warm house?  You hear voices and see someone coming toward you...

"As they get closer to you you see that they are two littel girls out playing as they come closer to you you begin to feel excited.  Maybe you might get piked when they see you they yank and they yank on you finally you are free.  They lug you to there house then they bring you up to there room they get there coats and they look in there cupboard.  Sence you are rather big pupkin you cant emagin what kids could do with you.  then the girls took out there tea set then they carefully set up there tea set on you.  they had the best tea party ever with little sandwitchs and cupcakes with tea and milk. then there mother came in and said how cute."