Thursday, December 2, 2010

The Final chapter?......

Gana began a low coughing growl, and Paul sighed with releif. She was laughing. "I have always been a rather slow eater, actually. If you want to see real eating, why don't you come with me and my pack?" Gatry gasped. "You actually have a tribe, Gana? Congratulations! We would be honored to cross the Waste with you. You see, for a while now I have opposed Lord Sinister..." Gatry explained why they were on the run, and when he got to describing the cell guards, Gana licked her lips. "Ahh, goblins. Haven't eaten one of those in ages. Say the word, and we're with you." Gatry smiled and nodded, and they set off.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Chapter 8

The giant Wurm stared hungrily at the heroes, and finally pulled the rest of itself out of the ground. Its razor sharp fangs glinted in the noon sunlight, and it howled, sounding like a pack of wolves. Gatreng thought, trying to remember all he knew about the beasts. Suddenly he grinned. Cupping his hands around his mouth, he let out a piercing call. A shadow blanketed the whole party as a huge yellow dragon descended. The Wurm squealed in terror as it tried to crawl back down its tunnel- too slowly to escape its
 only natural predator. The dragon grabbed it firmly by the neck, and rose into the sky. Seconds later, the dragon landed again, looking plump. It inclined its massive head to Gatry, saying "Hello again, Gatreng. Long time no see." Paul and Zira gaped. They had not known that dragons were able to talk. "It's okay, guys." Gatry called. "This is Eingana. She prefers to be called Gana, though." Paul slowly unfroze. "W-where did she come from? How do you know her?" Gatry and Gana laughed. "When I was a hatchling," she began, "I was always picked on for being the smallest." Zira smiled. "You're kidding." Gana pretended to be shocked. "Honestly! I was barely 10 feet long. My siblings kicked me out of the nest, and I was wandering the Waste when Gatry found me. He rescued me from bandits who were going to make some dragon stew." She shuddered."I traveled with him for a month, and that's where I learned how to speak." Paul raised his hand. "Um, I have a question." he said. "How did you eat the Wurm so fast?" Gana dropped to all fours, and smoke billowed out of her mouth as she began to growl.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Chapter 7

      Gatreng took the first watch. He had been consulting his memory and finally figured out where they were: The Waste, where the great Wurms lived. He grimaced, remembering his first training mission as a hero. Gatry had led a party of colonists to the other side of the giant, deserted country, fighting off Wurms, robbers, and the occasional giant spider.
      Suddenly, Zira woke up."Where am I?" she said groggily. "Out," replied Gatry, "and a good thing too." Paul opened his eyes, and instantly leapt to his feet. "Yes! We're out!" he exclaimed, dancing and waving his sword. He accidentally clipped Zira's fur. She squeaked, jumping two feet in the air. "Be careful with that thing! You could-" The rat stopped, frozen in terror. She had just noticed two glowing, orange eyes staring at them.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

A cool game

Today I played an online game called third world farmer. In the game, you have to buy and make a profit from crops and livestock. You have to keep a virtual family alive as they buy tools, seeds, and other stuff like insurance, roads, and animals. As you can see from the screenshot, I wasn't doing too well.
Even still, I liked it a lot, because it has realistic scenarios for that area such as civil wars and disease,but you can start over, so you don't ever feel too bad.  I hope you try
it out.

Friday, July 16, 2010

Chapter 6

Gatreng raced down the corridor, followed by his friends. "Are we there yet?" gasped Paul, stumbling over a rock. "No!" yelled Zira over her shoulder. "I know a way to the weapons chamber, though!" The group stopped in a low chamber filled with swords and armor. Gatry paused to grab his axe and a sword, then the friends turned. As the first goblins rounded the corner, Paul rushed at them, waving his new sword. By sheer luck, he tripped and the sword pierced a goblin through the heart. Gatry leaped forward and dispatched the other two. Paul jumped to his feet, and they ran, finally making their way out of the darkness. Paul collapsed in exhaustion.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Things to do during Summer: a guide

  1. Take at least 3 vacations
  2. Read
  3. Go swimming 5 times
  4. Eat watermelon
  5. Have a party
  6. Sing in the rain
  7. Find a pet
  8. Take multiple walks in the woods
  9. Look for fish
  10. Have a great summer

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Chapter 5

Lord Sinister gave the keys to his soldier. "Take food to the prisoners." he said. "I want them to be QUIET." His head was throbbing with their shouts and screams. The guard saluted and marched off. As he strolled down the corridor, he gave an involuntary jump. What was that? Oh, just a rat. He turned away.The rat leaped, slashing with her claws...


Zira grinned. It had been easy to get the keys. She ran to the cage where Gatry and Paul were being held and threw the small key ring. Gatry caught it and unlocked the cage. "All right," he said. "Now, we need to find my axe."  Zira stared at him. "Are you crazy? We need to get out of here!" she yelped. A sudden noise made them all turn around. 50 goblin guards were charging down the passage.



Saturday, May 22, 2010

A Tale of Adventure, Chapter 4

Zira was a tough rat. She had to be, to live in the dungeons of Lord Sinister. Even so, she felt sorry for the new prisoners, who were treated ten times worse than the others. She leaped up to their cage. "Hey." she said, "How's it going?" The boy started, but Gatreng replied as if a talking rat were something he saw every day, "Not bad, we're just trapped in a dungeon." "Ah, and here lies the problem," the rat said sarcastically. "By the way, I'm Zira. Who're you?"  "I'm Gatreng, but you can call me Gatry." "And I'm Paul." the boy squeaked. "Hi, Zira." "Listen, I'd love to just talk," Zira said, "But we've gotta get out of here." Paul gaped. "You mean...you...will free us?" he finally managed. "Thanks, Zira." Gatry said. "You won't regret this."

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

My experiences in Montana

Last Wednesday night, my family and I packed up and went to the train station. We left the station at 11:00, and arrived in Havre, Montana at 3:30 on Thursday afternoon. We were welcomed warmly by Daniel and Katie, my cousins, and Thomas, my uncle. We drove to their house above the town and were greeted very enthusiastically by their dog Leia.Then my aunt Dee got there. During the next few days, we herded about 120 cows, and branded about 50. We played with Play-Doh with Daniel (who is 3). We even went to a restaurant called the Grateful Bread. We came back to Minneapolis today, just in time for (gulp) school.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Chapter 3

Gatry smiled at Paul nonchalantly. "You got captured?!" the boy gasped, "I thought no one could arrest citizens without proof? Well, I know they're already lawbreakers, but won't this cause suspicion?" "Oh, I'm not a citizen of Thyrania anymore." Gatry remarked."I got banished for not showing patriotism. And," the hero glowered,"those cowardly worms stole my battle-axe!!!" A goblin guard walked up, carrying a pail. "Breakfast!" he cackled, sloshing foul smelling porridge all over the two friends."What's this, Wergoid puke?!" said Paul, wrinkling his nose."Better eat up, matey," advised Gatry, scraping porridge off his arms and face and using his hands as a bowl to eat the disgusting slop."I'm not planning to stay in this cage for long, and if you're coming with me, you have to keep your strength up." The boy's thin face suddenly shone with hope. "Oh, you do have a plan. I was getting worried there." And with those words, he fell asleep.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

A Tale of Adventure, Chapter 2

"My Lord" said a deep, guttural voice "We have captured the hero." A muscular goblin wielding a sword stepped out of the shadows. "Excellent." said the man on the throne. He had a long, thin staff with a ruby on one end. "If Gatreng were to give away the location of my lair, all my work would be -" A sudden noise stopped his speech, which the goblin had heard many times. "Ah, and what have we here?" The magic staff flashed, and a column of flame lashed out into the secret passage leading to the underground chamber. The fiery hand retracted, this time holding an indignant boy of about 12. "Unhand me at once, you inhuman fiend!" spat the boy defiantly. "Oh, Paul." said Lord Sinister "You really must stop trying to escape! I mean, you never do get away!" The youth was dragged off, despite raging attempts to get at Sinister, and thrown into a gloomy dungeon in a cage next to-"Hey, kid." said Gatry.

Monday, April 26, 2010

A tale of Adventure, Chapter 1

Heroica Stoica Axeica Gatreng IX, the worlds bravest hero, was sitting, a dejected lump, on the side of the road. A ragged knapsack hung from a tree behind him. He had been banished for daring to speak out against Lord Sinister, King of the known world. Gatry was the only person who knew that Sinister was secretly planning to place his son on the throne instead of Paul, the real heir to the throne. The general public believed that the archmage was an upstart who had murdered his brother to claim the title. But who could face such a cruel sorcerer? Who, that is, except Gatry. The hero sighed again. But as he sat, in the pit of despair, nine figures suddenly leaped out in front of him. Trolls! Gatry, startled, pulled out his battle-axe and jumped, doing a flip over the nearest troll. He then proceeded to thoroughly trounce the clumsy monsters, knocking them all out, then tying them together. Gatry was so pleased with his success, he didn't notice three more trolls, who hit him on the head and stuffed him in a sack. "Take him to the master." groaned one, and the others grunted an agreement and began dragging him off.
Image from Wikimedia: This file has been (or is hereby) donated to the Wikimedia Foundation and released into the public domain by Pearson Scott Foresman.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Book review

Here's a book review for "Seedfolks"

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Tuesday, April 20, 2010

National Humor month

My dad found this list of prompts for teachers: click here to see list. Here is some writing from the prompt.


A vampire bat comes back to the cave covered in fresh blood. The other bats are going crazy, asking him where he got it, and finally he leads them up a mountain, through a forest, and into a dense jungle. "OK," says the first bat. "see that tree over there?" "Yes,yes!" scream the other bats in a frenzy. "Good." says the first bat. "Because I DIDN'T!!!"
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Tuesday, April 13, 2010

National Poetry month Prompt 9 from Bud the teacher

The following is a poem I wrote based on this prompt from Bud the teacher

Beneath the old clock tower
Shapeless figures consult maps
As golden mist gleams
Overhead
The tower stands like a tin soldier
Proud and unbending


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Sunday, April 11, 2010

A book Review for "Outcast of Redwall" by Brian Jacques


I recently read Outcast of Redwall. On a scale of 1-10 I would give it a 9 because because it had a good plot. Outcast of Redwall is about a young badger, a small mouse, and an evil ferret with a curious fate. If you like adventure, this book is for you! A badger called Scumtripe escapes from his tormentors, renames himself Sunflash the Mace, and a hero is born. A mouse adopts a vermin, and destiny is made. Veil, the ferret, is banished, and vows revenge. What will happen to them? Read the book to find out.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

A poem I made, based on this picture:

The following is a poem I wrote based on this National Poetry Month prompt from budtheteacher.

barn blues

Dusk.
Gray shadows ripple across the sky.
A battered pickup sits on yellowing grass, and it seems to be nostalgic over something...What?
Is the paint on the barn it guards fading?
Is the truck missing it's former owner, perhaps?
Who can delve into the minds of machines?
Who will ever know?