Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Whose bones are they?
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Stiletto Stoners
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Narrative
Narrative
It was a bright and sunny spring day in the town of Springway. The birds were chirping and the flowers were blooming. It had been a long winter for everyone and now the children were ready to go outside and play.
All of the children from the neighborhood were out and about calling all of their friends to play soccer and other games. Every child was outside except for one, and his name was Frankie. Frankie didn’t play much with other children and his parents weren’t very nice to him. They would tell him he wasn’t smart and that nobody wanted to be his friend because he didn’t know anything. Frankie didn’t want to talk to anybody because he was afraid the other kids would call him names just like his parents did. He always stayed inside and played with his dinosaurs. Frankie loved dinosaurs and always pretended he lived back then in the time of dinosaurs. Other kids thought he was strange for liking dinosaurs so much and drawing them all of the time. He didn’t mind, because he knew he could escape and pretend that he was in another world.
One day Frankie had missed the bus from school and had to walk home. He began walking down Pecan St. with his dinosaurs in his hands, when in the corner of his eye he saw four bodies walking towards him. He knew these people were up to no good. Frankie tried walking faster but the faster he walked the faster the other boys would walk. Finally, Frankie ran off trying to lose the boys from his sight, but they were too fast for him. “What’s the hurry Frankie?” ,one of the boys asked. “Leave me alone!” Frankie replied. The same boy saw the dinosaurs he had in his hand and told him, “Oh looks like your dinosaurs want to play with us.” He pulled them from the grasp of his hand. “Give them back!” Frankie pleaded. They pushed him on the ground and took off with his dinosaurs. Frankie felt really sad, because the dinosaurs were all he really had to keep him company. He dusted himself off and began heading home.