Sunday, March 8, 2009

A Book's Thoughts

She sits on a dusty shelf, waiting for an opportunity to be lifted forever. It's hard to be her. The anticipation of such an event is hard to grasp. People walk by her beautifully illustrated pages and poetic words each day. She never understands why. Though she is patient, she hides a secret...the happiness she would bring to whomever chose to grasp her. For she knows how it feels to be appreciated and longs for that feeling again. The book is thinking these thoughts...and knows that soon, someone will be coming by to appreciate her beauty.
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  1. AnonymousMarch 10, 2009 at 12:53 PM

    My dad sceared my old cat Rocky and Rocky pooped all the way up the stairs throght the hall way on to my mom's bed and my other old cat named Henry pooped under my sister's bed and it was funny.Rocky was a bad cat.

    p.s. Mrs.J i sang in funt of the class today.

    caitlyn

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  2. AnonymousMarch 10, 2009 at 12:53 PM

    i was with my mom. we went to Wal-Mart. we were looking at camras. there were parents looking for their child. the dad grab me. then my mom said that is my child. then the dad let go of me. i felt sad. because i thought they were going to take me home. i am glad my mom said that is my child.
    your friend,
    kayla

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  3. AnonymousMarch 10, 2009 at 1:02 PM

    WHEN GRANDPA JOHN DIED

    When my grandpa was about to die my mom, sister, and I went to the gift shop.We got a car for my grandpa John.I got him a fast one.I was so sad that I was crying all the way home.I was so sad that I still cry now.The next day he was dead.So we went to his funral I was so sad that I cryed there too.And then we went up there.And then I saw the car on his body.Then we went to a grave yard.Then we went under the unbrelle.Then we put our heads down.About 10 min. then we started to leave.Then we went home.
    Jacee

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  4. AnonymousMarch 10, 2009 at 1:06 PM

    Our asimate for writer's workshop was to compleat a inderpendent writing by March 6th. I dicided to write about the time when we went down to the farmhouse. I wrote down at the end of my book that I was sad and cring and upset and lonly. This usuly happens when we have lots of fun with a friend and we cry when we or our friend had to leave for home or some kind of sport practice or game. After I got it singhed I typed it up on the computer. It took a few days to typ it, do the spelling and grama check, and print it.


    See you in writing,
    Matt D. :.>

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  5. AnonymousMarch 10, 2009 at 5:33 PM

    Finaly the day came. It was Nick`s birthday!!! We where going to Lazer-x! I was so Excited and Anxious becouse it was my first time.The hole way down I was wandering what it was going to be like? Wons we got there we played a game. Then it was time to enter the playing field.It was not very bright. Then it was time to go.I wish we could stay longer becouse it was a blast.But when its time to go its time to go so thats what I did.

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  6. AnonymousMarch 10, 2009 at 5:33 PM

    cory.
    When I was 4yrs old my family and I took a trip to the Wisconsin Dells. They had a really big pool with lots of slides. When my mom a I went down a slide it was really scary. I felt scared because it was a big long slide that had a pool at the end. There was rageing water that made you go really fast. Once I did it once, I liked it and so I did it again and again.

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  7. AnonymousMarch 17, 2009 at 3:38 PM

    Once I was in Wal-Mart and my mom said come on.
    I stayed where I was.She left."Mom"I said
    I turned the corner."BOO" I jumped. I cried. I`m a bit of a cry baby.

    Taylor C.
    PS.I did not like it.:)

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