All about Camping




All about Camping

by
Nathan Wiggin
(age 7)


It's fun to go camping. 

I like to go camping in the woods.

I would go fishing, roast marshmellows, 
and sleep.

In the woods, I would probably see frogs,
bears, and snakes. At night, I would hear
crickets, frogs, and nightingales. 

There are so many things you can do!  



(original and self-edited) 






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The Monster at the End of the Story



THE MONSER of the end of the store 

(wat walle drim)

by Jeremy Blake (age 4)

(translation below)




toDAy it wAs A Gost. It CAMe

Drop Drop sead the water

CLOSE your iees to see it


It was walle today?


Evaaaaaa sead walle


Eva was off toDay! But why? 


Walles skard today? 

AAAAAAA  sead walle!


WallE CHAKT EVAS engene! 

He open evas engen


No skard   He DiD it.

I told je sead Walle! 


Yesterday is GOOD DAY 


ACHO sead Walle


O NO its skard  Hes sPOKy todAy


No No its Not sKArD sead WALLEY

No yor not WaLLey, your WALLe  Opsy!


Good job WaLLe sead Eva


Hapley AFter After 


tHe enD





(original and unedited) 
(translated by Yvonne Blake) 

(Translation) 
"The Monster at the End of the Story" 
(What Wall-E Dreamed) 

Today, a ghost came. "Drop, drop," said the water.
Close your eyes to see it. Was it Wall-E? 
"Evaaaaa!" said Wall-E. 
Eva was off today, but why? 
Wall-E was scared today. "Aaaaaaa!" said Wall-E 
Wall-E checked Eva's engine. Wall-E opened Eva's engine. 
He was not scared. He did it! 
"I told ya!" said Wall-E.
Yesterday was a good day.
"Achoo!" said Wall-E.
O no! It's scary today. He's spooky. 
"No, no, it's not scary," said Wall Eye.
"You're not Wall Eye, you're Wall-E!"
"Oops!" 
"Good job, Wall-E" said Eva.




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The Wind





The Wind
by
Elijah Oakes, age 7


I am at home. 
The wind is blowing hard. 
It is carrying snow. 
The trees shake, the ground quakes 
and the house is covered in snow. 
It's ten degrees outside.

 In my warm house, we eat our dinner 
while we wonder about hibernation. 
How do the animals survive? 
It's super snowy and outside 
our bird feeder has no birds. 
It is not fun outside. 

After dinner, I brush my teeth 
as I get ready for bed 
and then take one last look outside. 
I fall asleep listening 
to the sound of the wind. 


(original, edited by mother)


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Harley vs. the Dragon

by Malcolm Blake


Harley and his steed, Hiken, trot down the red-carpet through the village, to the palace. He was going to earn his silver leader sword from the king! Just then a fire-breathing dragon steals the King of Horkeyenp’s crown! “I need my best troop to get my crown back!,” said the king. Harley stepped forward, ready to take his troop to battle.


Harley is ready for the adventure! His troop galloped over Skull-Shark Desert and through Death-Valley. “We’re here,” said Harley, “Mount Lavalk.” “ I hope we get back in time for the ceremony,” thought Harley as they entered the dragon’s cave. As they got deeper in the cave it got warmer….


At last they got to the center where the nest was. Just then a shadow covered them. The dragon was back! Before he entered, he tried to set everyone on fire! Ha, Ha, Ha! He missed everyone! Ha, Ha, Ha! They fought for a while. Fire! Sword! Sword! Bow! Claws! Sword! Fire! Fire! So…. “Uh-Oh!” said Harley.

It turns out Mount Lavalk was a volcano! Boom!!!! The sound struck Harley so hard it stunned him!


When he woke, he saw the crown - and the Dragon’s weak spot! Sword!!


The End!




(Original and Dictated)

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My Spider







My Spider
by 
Evelyn Webber
(age 12)

Hello, I am a spider,
I'm a hugger, not a biter.
Any other causes I cannot see
For there are so many legs on me.
I'd rather give you a great big hug
Than eat a moth, butterfly, or bug.

My friends they call me Spidy,
And say I'm rather tidy.
In my cage I sleep and eat in different places,
And also have fun bug chases!
I like to dance when I'm happy,
But when I'm scared I can get snappy. 





(original poem)

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My Garden





My Garden 
by 
Audrey Blake
(age 8)


In my garden there are roses, marygolds, violets, and buttercups.

The fairies and butterflies fly around.

The bees buss everywhere.

The hummingbirds hum.

Everyone comes to see.

There are all kinds of flowers.

The butterflies are different too.

It is very crowded.

I love my garden, but it is all beautiful. 








(original and self-edited) 

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Jingee



Jingee

by

Gervais Blake (age 5)




Once there was a girl named Jingee. She climbed up a big hill. She had a lot of fun with her friends. 


There was a really, really, really big monster. He had a belly that looked like a humongous pig, and his head was as big as a house. His legs were as long as a skyscraper. He almost stepped on Jingee! 


Jingee was a superhero. So Jingee flew in the air and smashed the monster’s head. 


The moon came up and they went to bed. And Jingee’s bed looked like a monster. 


THE END


(assisted by her grandmother)


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