Barney's Adventure



Barney's Adventure
written and illustrated
by 
Aravis Epley (age 6)


Once upon a time there was a puppy dog named Barney. Barney's mom said "Don't go into the forest where the bears are." Barney had a twin sister named Maria. She heard what Mother said, too.

Two nights later, Barney and Maria forgot what their mother said. They said, "Mother, we're going to play outside for a little while."While they were outside, they noticed a bunch of trees. It was the forest.

Barney said, "Let's go explore." But his sister said, "I don't think we should. It's dark in there."Barney went in anyway, so Maria followed.They were having a good time exploring until they heard Boom, Boom, Boom, footsteps.The next thing they knew, a giant brown fur ball appeared. It was a bear! Barney and Maria were scared of the bear until they saw the little fur ball behind the bear. 

"Mama! Strangers!" the little bear cub cried, scared. The mommy bear turned around. She looked at the two dogs and growled. "Oh, what a great supper today," she said.

The dogs started to run and Barney started to howl.

The mommy bear shouted at them, "Hey, come back here! We're going to have supper!"

The puppy dogs reached the edge of the forest. Their mom heard Barney howling. She said, "There you are!" Then the mommy bear came through the trees.Barney's mom said, "I told you not to go into the forest."

Suddenly, another bigger dog ran out of the house. It was Daddy Dog! He had heard Barney howling and had come to investigate. When Daddy Dog saw the bears, he ran back into the house to get his guns. When the bears saw Daddy Dog aim at them with his guns, they ran back into the forest.

Barney and Maria ran into the house and hid under the kitchen table. They didn't come out until Daddy Dog came back inside with his guns.

And from that day on, Barney and Maria made sure to listen to their mother.

The End

(Dictated to her Mother) 



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Writing Stories Together




Writing Stories Together
Cora Blake (age 5) and Mika Raymond (age 6)

Cora: 
 I am runeing away from A volcAno cAs it is erapteing
And it is Hot



Mika:
Cora is running uwa frum the witch.
The witch is efol.


Cora:
Mika is runeing away From a chorc weth shorp teth

Mika is runeing away From A aLagaDr



Mika:
  The witch is chacing Cora wef bubbles.



(Original and unedited)



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"Builder Quests" Game



Builder Quests

By
 Eliot Webber (age 7)


Goal: Complete 3 quests and cross the finish line.

How to play:

First, make the Lego board. You will need chests, red bricks for lava, blue bricks for water, grey bricks for metal and stone, brown and green bricks for dirt and grass, gold studs for gold coins, see-through cylinders for diamonds, random bricks for building structures like a house, fort, and bridges, a selection of tools and weapons, brown and green pieces for trees, pieces to build an end gate with flags and banners, mini figures for playing pieces (people with jobs like farmers or construction workers), and you will need three dice, and extra pieces for digging, mining, or chopping. 







How to set up your board
:

Start by putting together your red, grey, and blue bricks to build bridges and baseplates. Make a lavafall or waterfall over grey bricks. Put figures at the start of the game board (players from youngest to oldest). Set up your board with structures, paths, and forests. Make the boards about the size of a bench and feel free to add many custom features. (Mom note: this part made me laugh because, we kept struggling to move his game off the table to the bench for meals because it was too big. So don't make it 


bigger than the bench ) Spread the chests (which contain the gold coins, tools, and weapons) over the whole course.


How to start:
Youngest player goes first. Roll the three dice. In your turn you may ...
Move the number of spaces on the dice, or
1. Dig, mine, or chop for bricks, or
2. Open a chest and collect one piece (must be right in front of the chest and the opening is equal to one dot), or
3. Build a structure.
The next oldest gets the next turn.

How the game ends:
The first person to complete three quests and crosses the finish line wins. 




The quests are:
1. Collect 5 gold coins (coins can be found in chests or one coin is earned if your player lands on another player)
2. Dig, mine, or chop 20 bricks
3. Build a structure (house, bridge,...etc.)
4. Collect three tools or weapons
5. Roll the dice and get all three numbers the same (like 555)

Other rules:
Structures can be built to block other players.

You can only dig, mine, or chop for bricks on places that would make sense, (for instance, you can't mine on a metal bridge).

If you own a tool, when you choose to dig, mine, or chop bricks, the number of bricks you earn is equal to the number rolled on the three dice. If you do not own a tool, the number is half the dice.

Have fun!




(Original and Dictated to His Mother)


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"Lonely or Lost"



"Lost or Lonely"
by
Gabriel & Alana Blake (ages 10&9)





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Mice



Mice 

by

Jayse Bickel 
(age 12)



It all started a few weeks ago, when my Dad discovered mouse droppings in his van. Mom and my sister Brooke said, "Eww gross!" 

And my sisters Kaedyn and Violet said, "I wanna see.

I said, "Really, where?"

Dad said, "All the floor."

Then I said, "I hope we can catch it alive. Then Kaedyn and I can have a pet mouse or mice, if there are two of them."Then I asked Dad, "What would happen if I caught one alive? What would you tell me?"

And Dad said, "To get rid of it."

I said, "What if I didn't?"

Then Dad said, "You would be disobeying me if you did."

"What if I didn't tell you?" I said.
  
"Then you would get to keep it," Dad said.


Then I told Kaedyn, "If we caught a mouse, and didn't tell Dad, we could put it in a plastic bin." "We could give it some leaves and dry grass and some nuts and berries, and we could have a pet mouse."

So after that, Dad caught two mice in mouse traps. The last mouse was still alive. One day, Kaedyn and I found a drowned mouse in our kiddie pool.




















I had to vacuum out all the mouse droppings. That's four mice deadDad keeps putting mouse traps out, just in case we get any more in the van.



Dad said, "They're getting in through the engine and chewing 

through the cabin filter and coming out the vents into the van.


"So I hope that's the last our family gets mice in Dad's van." 



(assignment for lesson #8 -



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Poems


Poems
by
Sena Carlson
(age 12)





A Picture

A picture may be a thousand words
But I think there's something more important
I will choose for myself a different sword
One that I know will never be bent

A picture could be edited, be fake
And I will not take the chance
Especially for someone else's sake
I will do what God says

God says that actions speak louder than things you say
Actions speak louder than words on a page, too, I think
You may say what you may,
But I'd rather believe what someone does than a bunch of ink.

Belongs To

It used to belong to just me
It technically came from my mother
But I would often wish for it to be
Belonging to another

First, when I was young, I thought it was real
Then I thought it was nothing but lies
And of course there were times when I didn't know what to feel
But, slowly, I started to realize

My heart is important,
Not meant to be tossed
Yet I was still a little reluctant
To show people who was boss

But now I know it
My love is powerful
I am important
I have my own will

So now I give my heart to Someone Else
Someone who loves me a lot
Who takes away what I once felt
Yes, I know my heart belongs to God.


(original and self-edited)





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A Riddle




A Riddle
by
Audrey Blake
(age 5)

What did the Mama salad dressing
say to the baby salad dressing
when he was swimming?

(answer) "Are you taking a dip? "

(original )



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