- girl with blonde hair
- doesn't like baby-sitting
- learns a valuble lesson
- likes to babysit
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Planning for Writing Prompt
Monday, November 23, 2009
Writing Prompt Story WIP!!!!
When I woke up and saw the snow, I was reminded of gingerbread cookies and my mother's cinnamon pie. I loved it in the winter. Icicles hanging on trees, and going sledding down my backyard. It always made me smile.
Getting dressed was always a problem for me. I had too much clothes, and I never decided on just one item. Finally, I found my blue jean pants, hidden in the far dark corner of my closet. Then I hurriedly went to my adjacent bathroom and brushed my teeth. Looking in the mirror, I noticed that my dark bangs were starting to grow over my eyes. Finally I would have an excuse for not getting my homework done, I thought to myself. Ms. Humbleberry my socials teacher was always nagging my about my bangs, and that I should get them cut. But I liked them this way. It made me feel superior.
Finally I turned off the tap, and dashed into the kitchen, there in the corner sat my dad, reading his newspaper. He was usually the first one that woke up, and the only reason he did was to get the newspaper. He was attracted to it like a pen to paper. My mother on the other hand, didn't always get up around 9:00, she slept in on the weekends to around 1:00. That were the days that I never had a good breakfast.
"Hi sweetie," stated my mother, her face shining.
"I arranged for you and Timothy to go to Lilac Park to play with your cousins", she said, her eyes sparkling.
"Uggh mom, you now that I hate playing with them, they're such babies!', I replied my voice full of disappointment. Oh well, so much for having fun, I thought to myself.
As I reached Lilac Park, I noticed that my cousins were nowhere in sight. the only thing I could see was the wind whirling around, and snow clinging to my eyelashes.
"John, Lilli, " I screamed, my voice getting carried away by the wind. Uhhhggg, it's no use, I thought. I might as well go home. As I lingered at that thought, I heard a cry for help coming from behind the bushes. Darting over to where the sound was coming from, I saw a blue scarf sticking out of the bush. Reaching forward, I grabbed the scarf and what was attached to it.
"Lilli!," I shouted, my voice full of joy. Then I saw her big, round blue eyes give way to a stream of tears.
"Where is your brother?", I asked, my voice full of concern.
"He's gone!", she replied, her voice trembling.
I raced across the park, and searched frantically for a sign of her brother. Finally after what seemed like eternity, Lilli came bolting out of the trees, running breathlessly.
"Jennie!", she called out.
"I found John, his leg his trapped under a tree, and he can't move!"
Furiously , I ran like the wind scrambling over bushes, and any obstacles in my way. Finally I reached a clearing in the park, and I found myself looking down at my cousin. His leg was in critical condition, and I didn't know what to do.
As I tried lift the heavy log off of his bruised foot, I noticed a rusty pole lying on the snow covered ground. Using my arms, I dragged the pole under the tree, and lifted it off. Groans erupted from John as he slowly tried to stand up.
"You're safe!", Lillie cried, her voice filled with happiness.
As we slowly went home, the sky darkened and we hurried along. I would always remember the expedition we had, and I had learned a valuable lesson. Working together is always better than working alone.
Opening the door, I found myself face to face with my mom. Her face was hysterical, and she looked pale.
"Why did you take so long?" she snapped, "I told you to only go for 1 hour, and you went for 4!" as she finally stopped talking, I told her what had happened, and that this could have affected John more seriously. He could have died. As she forgave me, we drew our attention to John and his profusely swelling leg.
As I lay under the covers of my bed, I realised that this day had really changed my life. Now instead of making a face when my mom asked me to babysit, I smiled and agreed. Snow crunching under my boots, I recalled the happy smiles of my cousins, as well as my own. Still smiling, I fell into a dreamy sleep.
Pine cone smells drifted into my room, as I started to stir. Slipping into my blue robe, I started to make my way downstairs. As I entered the kitchen I smelled my mom's golden waffles. Looking out the window, I saw some snowflakes reaching toward the ground. I knew that this was going to be the best day of my life.
Getting dressed was always a problem for me. I had too much clothes, and I never decided on just one item. Finally, I found my blue jean pants, hidden in the far dark corner of my closet. Then I hurriedly went to my adjacent bathroom and brushed my teeth. Looking in the mirror, I noticed that my dark bangs were starting to grow over my eyes. Finally I would have an excuse for not getting my homework done, I thought to myself. Ms. Humbleberry my socials teacher was always nagging my about my bangs, and that I should get them cut. But I liked them this way. It made me feel superior.
Finally I turned off the tap, and dashed into the kitchen, there in the corner sat my dad, reading his newspaper. He was usually the first one that woke up, and the only reason he did was to get the newspaper. He was attracted to it like a pen to paper. My mother on the other hand, didn't always get up around 9:00, she slept in on the weekends to around 1:00. That were the days that I never had a good breakfast.
"Hi sweetie," stated my mother, her face shining.
"I arranged for you and Timothy to go to Lilac Park to play with your cousins", she said, her eyes sparkling.
"Uggh mom, you now that I hate playing with them, they're such babies!', I replied my voice full of disappointment. Oh well, so much for having fun, I thought to myself.
As I reached Lilac Park, I noticed that my cousins were nowhere in sight. the only thing I could see was the wind whirling around, and snow clinging to my eyelashes.
"John, Lilli, " I screamed, my voice getting carried away by the wind. Uhhhggg, it's no use, I thought. I might as well go home. As I lingered at that thought, I heard a cry for help coming from behind the bushes. Darting over to where the sound was coming from, I saw a blue scarf sticking out of the bush. Reaching forward, I grabbed the scarf and what was attached to it.
"Lilli!," I shouted, my voice full of joy. Then I saw her big, round blue eyes give way to a stream of tears.
"Where is your brother?", I asked, my voice full of concern.
"He's gone!", she replied, her voice trembling.
I raced across the park, and searched frantically for a sign of her brother. Finally after what seemed like eternity, Lilli came bolting out of the trees, running breathlessly.
"Jennie!", she called out.
"I found John, his leg his trapped under a tree, and he can't move!"
Furiously , I ran like the wind scrambling over bushes, and any obstacles in my way. Finally I reached a clearing in the park, and I found myself looking down at my cousin. His leg was in critical condition, and I didn't know what to do.
As I tried lift the heavy log off of his bruised foot, I noticed a rusty pole lying on the snow covered ground. Using my arms, I dragged the pole under the tree, and lifted it off. Groans erupted from John as he slowly tried to stand up.
"You're safe!", Lillie cried, her voice filled with happiness.
As we slowly went home, the sky darkened and we hurried along. I would always remember the expedition we had, and I had learned a valuable lesson. Working together is always better than working alone.
Opening the door, I found myself face to face with my mom. Her face was hysterical, and she looked pale.
"Why did you take so long?" she snapped, "I told you to only go for 1 hour, and you went for 4!" as she finally stopped talking, I told her what had happened, and that this could have affected John more seriously. He could have died. As she forgave me, we drew our attention to John and his profusely swelling leg.
As I lay under the covers of my bed, I realised that this day had really changed my life. Now instead of making a face when my mom asked me to babysit, I smiled and agreed. Snow crunching under my boots, I recalled the happy smiles of my cousins, as well as my own. Still smiling, I fell into a dreamy sleep.
Pine cone smells drifted into my room, as I started to stir. Slipping into my blue robe, I started to make my way downstairs. As I entered the kitchen I smelled my mom's golden waffles. Looking out the window, I saw some snowflakes reaching toward the ground. I knew that this was going to be the best day of my life.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Writing Prompt
When I woke up and saw the snow, I was reminded of,
Ideas:
· 1. Gingerbread cookies
· 2. Relatives gossiping
· 3. Snowflakes touching the ground
· 4. Lights on the Christmas tree
· 5. Wrapping paper crinkling
· 6. Going sledding
· 7. Holding a cup of steaming hot chocolate
· 8. Sitting by the fire wrapped up in blankets
· 9. Sugar icing on a birthday cake
· 10. Frozen snowflakes
· 11. Snowmobiling
· 12. Snowballs soaring through the air
· 13. Relatives laughing as presents were opened
· 14. Joy and laughter
Words:
· 1. Crunching
· 2. Chatter
· 3. Touching
· 4. Illuminated
· 5. Crinkling
· 6. Slide
· 7. Holding
· 8. Warm
· 9. Sugar
· 10. Crunch
· 11. Motoring
· 12. Soaring
· 13. Laughter
· 14. joy
Friday, November 13, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
Brainstorming for LIfe for Granted
Brainstorming for ATV Mishap:
· Boy gets into accident
· Hates is ex-friend
· Overcomes his hatred toward his friend
· He heals his leg, and becomes able to drive is quad again
· Finds out that he shouldn’t take his life for granted
· Boy gets into accident
· Hates is ex-friend
· Overcomes his hatred toward his friend
· He heals his leg, and becomes able to drive is quad again
· Finds out that he shouldn’t take his life for granted
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Life for Granted
My fans cheered from the sidelines as the starter got ready to shoot the gun. I pushed the gas on my ATV as the blast from the gun echoed in my head. Driving over the rough terrain, my opponent was ahead of me. Jake Westfield. His name brought a rush of adrenaline to my body and I pushed even harder on the gas stick. I hated him. Ever since my accident from my last race, he brought anger to me. I fought hard to keep the tears from sliding down my face, as I recalled the events from my accident: As I flew over the last hill, it was too much for my quad. The screws holding the muddy wheels came off, and as I reached the ground, my leg got caught in the wheel and then everything went black. Waking up from my dreams, my vision was hazy. As I started to clear my eyes, I noticed that my mom was hovering over me. Wringing her hands together, nervously.
" Are you OK?", she asked, her voice full of worry. "My head hurts a bit, and so does my left leg
, "I replied my voice tinted with pain.
The doors leading to my room flew open, as the doctor came striding in. Then he motioned for my mom to talk with him. As he stopped talking, my mom's face was a mess. Tears rolled down her face, as she told me what was going to happen to me. My mind tried to soak in the words, but couldn't. "You will never quad again". Those words were all I heard as I drifted into a restless sleep.
Blurred vision greeted me as I groggily tried to stand up. I was confused. The next thing I knew, was that I was being trolled back into the same room I had occupied earlier. Doctors in white lab coats, and nurses hurried by us. As the nurse pushing my cart, went into my room, I noticed that my mom was sitting in the chair next to my bed. Her face was ceased with wrinkles, and she looked like she hadn't slept at all.
"Johnny, how's it going,"she asked, her voice blanketed with sleep.
"I'm fine," I replied, my voice small and quiet.
I raced around the track, as bits of dirt and small stones flew into my face. Determined, I zipped around the corner and flew down the last stretch of the track. Day after day I practised on the track, until I thought I was ready. And then it was finally Friday November 20 2009, the day of the Indy ATV Races. My body flowed with adrenaline, as I got ready for the race. As I stopped recalling the events from my accident, the starter pushed the trigger, and we were off!
It was the last stretch of the race and Jake and I were tied. Then as I was about to lose hope, I saw the finish line, with decorated balloons gracefully floating on top of the sign. At the last corner, I pulled ahead with all my might and bolted over the finish line. My fans cheered as I walked into the winners circle. Surprised, I saw Jake Westfield smiling at me. And that was the day that we became best buddies.
" Are you OK?", she asked, her voice full of worry. "My head hurts a bit, and so does my left leg
, "I replied my voice tinted with pain.
The doors leading to my room flew open, as the doctor came striding in. Then he motioned for my mom to talk with him. As he stopped talking, my mom's face was a mess. Tears rolled down her face, as she told me what was going to happen to me. My mind tried to soak in the words, but couldn't. "You will never quad again". Those words were all I heard as I drifted into a restless sleep.
Blurred vision greeted me as I groggily tried to stand up. I was confused. The next thing I knew, was that I was being trolled back into the same room I had occupied earlier. Doctors in white lab coats, and nurses hurried by us. As the nurse pushing my cart, went into my room, I noticed that my mom was sitting in the chair next to my bed. Her face was ceased with wrinkles, and she looked like she hadn't slept at all.
"Johnny, how's it going,"she asked, her voice blanketed with sleep.
"I'm fine," I replied, my voice small and quiet.
I raced around the track, as bits of dirt and small stones flew into my face. Determined, I zipped around the corner and flew down the last stretch of the track. Day after day I practised on the track, until I thought I was ready. And then it was finally Friday November 20 2009, the day of the Indy ATV Races. My body flowed with adrenaline, as I got ready for the race. As I stopped recalling the events from my accident, the starter pushed the trigger, and we were off!
It was the last stretch of the race and Jake and I were tied. Then as I was about to lose hope, I saw the finish line, with decorated balloons gracefully floating on top of the sign. At the last corner, I pulled ahead with all my might and bolted over the finish line. My fans cheered as I walked into the winners circle. Surprised, I saw Jake Westfield smiling at me. And that was the day that we became best buddies.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Halloween Day
I collect mouth-watering goodness door to door. It’s Halloween Day. We dress up in funky costumes and have a good time. Laughing about each other’s costumes brings joy to everyone including me. Wearing hats is another treat we get to enjoy on Halloween Day.
In the afternoon the loud music from the gym gets everyone in the mood to dance. Once we file into the gym, the dancing begins and the room is filled with happiness and laughter. And it’s also a good time for girls to gossip about who like’s who.
In my opinion I think that we should have the dance at night so that the Halloween spirit goes around.
When school ends we go home, and when it gets dark, we go out and collect candy. My friends dad is planning to buy some fireworks and we’re going to set them off. While I was sitting on the couch counting my candy, the news caught my eye and it said that they are planning to band fireworks on Halloween, because they can set fire to houses. I kind of see their point but, I love seeing the fireworks explode into a million pieces of colorful stars. And that's why I love Halloween so much!!
In the afternoon the loud music from the gym gets everyone in the mood to dance. Once we file into the gym, the dancing begins and the room is filled with happiness and laughter. And it’s also a good time for girls to gossip about who like’s who.
In my opinion I think that we should have the dance at night so that the Halloween spirit goes around.
When school ends we go home, and when it gets dark, we go out and collect candy. My friends dad is planning to buy some fireworks and we’re going to set them off. While I was sitting on the couch counting my candy, the news caught my eye and it said that they are planning to band fireworks on Halloween, because they can set fire to houses. I kind of see their point but, I love seeing the fireworks explode into a million pieces of colorful stars. And that's why I love Halloween so much!!
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