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Showing posts with label Brooke Bickel. Show all posts

The Camp-Out




The Camp-Out
by 
Brooke Bickel
(age 14)



Dear Laurel, 

  I am having a camp out with Lilee, Aileen, and Tawny. At Camp Kanesatake. 
June 14 - June 16. It would be great if you could join us.
Tents will be provided. If you can come, could you bring some pancake mix for everyone?     

Your best friend, 
Cadence

Laurel couldn't wait. She loved to be outside. She liked to climb trees, go fishing, and stargaze.  

After a long car ride, her dad finally got to the campground. She stepped out of the car and heard birds chirping. The sun was shining brightly through the trees. On one side, she saw a forest. On the other side, she saw a sparkling river. 
Laurel spotted Cadence by the river sitting at a picnic table. She said "goodbye" to her dad and headed over to say, "hello."

"Hi, Cadence! Where is everyone else?"

"They're at the campsite finishing setting up." She pointed to a path between two tall pines. "Wanna head over?"

"Actually, I need to use the restroom." 

"Okay. "


After being relieved, Laurel looked around for Cadence, but she wasn't there. Laurel thought she must have gone ahead, so she gathered her baggage and set off for the trail.

When she got to fork in the road, she set her bags down and took a quick drink of water. I wonder which path I should take. The one on the right looks a little overgrown. The one on the left looks more used. I think I'll take the left path. The sun was just beginning to set, and the trees hanging over the path made it look dark. I better hurry. I don't want to get stuck in the dark.  All by myself.  Alone.  An owl hooted. Suddenly, a twig snapped. Cautiously, Laurel scanned her surroundings.  Seeing nothing she shouldered her bags and continued down the darkening path. 

Suddenly, she saw something out of the corner of her eye. She stopped and made sure her eyes weren't playing tricks on her. They weren't. Laurel's feet couldn't move as she watched the shadowy figure step from tree to tree coming closer and closer. Suddenly she couldn't see it anymore. Where did it go? Should I hide or run for help? Should I just stay where I am and hope it didn't see me? 

"BOOOOO!!!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! CADENCE YOU SCARED ME!"


" Sorry, I wouldn't let you get lost. I wouldn't want you to miss out on the s'mores."

(Assignment for Basic Writing Lesson #12 - Climax)


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Wiggles the Polliwog

Kate's Wish




"Kate's Wish" 
by
Brooke Bickel
(age 12)

Once there was a twelve-year-old girl named Jade Kylee Julie Kate Stevens, but people just called her Kate for short. Kate lived in Aplalachicola, Florida, in a small, boring, brown house with blue shutters. The last house on her street. She was the only girl on her road as far as she knew. Nothing exciting ever happened on her street. It was very lonely.

The only friend she had was Veggie. He was her sandy colored cat. She named him Veggie because she wanted the name to be unique, because he was unique. Veggie liked to play outside with Kate in the large, fenced in, bare, one giant climbing tree backyard. Veggie also like to splash in puddles, but not get completely soaked.

Kate's backyard was not much to look at, but to her, it was the start of many adventures. She liked to pretend that she was an explorer in the jungle searching for long lost temple treasure. Or a famous pirate name Emma the Fearsome. Or Princess Amelia trapped in her tower.

Her backyard was a great place to play, nonetheless, it needed some work. Kate had an idea! She would fix up her backyard. She thought she could plant a garden, put up a swing and a slide. the only proble was when she counted her money, she only had $2.05. Seed packets were $.10, but she also needed money for her swing. She had another idea, she could earn some more money doing jobs for people on her street.

Kate started at her end of the road and worked her way down. Mr. Jones said she could mow the lawn, and Mrs. Brown said she could organize her kitchen.

Near the middle of her road, she rang the doorbell and was amazed at who answered the door. It was another girl her same age. They were both speechless for a minute. Then the girl introduced herself. "Hi, my name is Lily. I just moved here. What's your name?"

"M- my name is Jade, but everyone calls me Kate. I thought I was the only girl on the street!"

(Kate had been in Maine last week, visiting her grandma. Otherwise, she would have noticed a moving van.)

"My family just moved here, and I thought I was the only girl on the street," said Lily.

"Do you want to come over to my house tomorrow and play?" Jade asked.

"I have to finish unpacking my room."

"Okay, I live in house number 77, in the brown house with the blue shutters. See you later!"

The next day, Lily came over to Kate's house, and Kate told her about her dream to fix up her backyard. Lily said that she had $5.00. "That brings the total to $7.05. If you and I both do jobs, we might even have enough money for two swings!" Kate said.



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(or know someone who likes to write stories)
I would like to post your story here.
Send me an email. I'd love to read your story!
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The House by the Lake



The House by the Lake
by
Brooke Bickel
(age 12)

  Once upon a time, there was a large, drab, old house by a lonely lake. It was the place to be back in the day, but not anymore. You cannot swim in it now because under the water it is incredibly weedy and mucky. You cannot fish in it either because the water level has gone down incredibly far. The only things that like the lake are toads and frogs. The house, despite its outward appearance, is not too bad. The walls need paint, and there are a few small unwanted residents, but other than that, the place is charming. 
It used to be a small hotel when the lake was nice, and then a man bought the place and fixed it up. He renovated it and turned it into an extremely large house - the size of a small barn. Now the man who owned the house (which by then fell into disrepair) died and left it to his daughter, June, who lived in the city. She was married to Frank and had five children, two of which were identical twins. 
  The oldest child, James, age 17, thought that he would have lots of fun doing outdoor activities. Margaret or Meg, as everyone called her, was 16. She did not approve of the move at all. Kyle, age 14, was torn between moving and staying. He was excited to see the stars since you cannot see them in the city. He did not want to leave his science and astronomers club, although he did like the idea of having his own laboratory. The twins, Libby, and Olivia, age 11, (twenty minutes apart) loved the idea of moving to a large house with lots of places to explore! So, the family decided that they would move no matter what anyone said. So, they packed up their van and left. They arrived at the house around lunchtime. Their first impressions were not that great. 
"Maybe it looks better on the inside," said Olivia hopefully. 
No one thought it did. After they all unloaded their stuff from the car and put their suitcases in the right rooms, the family dispersed. June decided to try to get some cleaning done before dinner time. Frank, set mouse traps up and after that called the moving van. James and Kyle tried to go fishing, and when they got tired of that, they tried to go swimming, But the lake was too yucky. Meg, went up to see her ‘new’ room, sulk, and to call her BFF on her cell-phone. 
Libby and Olivia put their stuff in their room and hurried outside to explore. First, they briefly explored the giant house, which took longer than they expected. Next, they explored the lake but found that uninteresting. After that, they explored some of the other lands on their property by the lake. There must have been a farm long ago because they found rotting fences and an old dump with half decayed tractor tires and antique colored glass bottles. After all that exploring Libby and Olivia got hungry. So, they both went to the house and grabbed some apples and some granola bars and went outside on the lawn. They ate their snack and talked about what they found. Suddenly they heard a scream.
“Ahhhhhhhhhh!” 
They stopped what they were doing and rushed inside like a tornado. Then they heard it again, it was coming from Meg’s room. Everybody raced upstairs and stopped suddenly in the doorway and stood laughing, for there was Meg, standing on the bed looking hysterical, and by her bed was a mouse trap with a HUGE dead rat. 
“I was moving some boxes when that thing, scampered out of a hole in the floor and ran into the mousetrap,” Meg explained. 
 After the family finished laughing, Dad, took the rat away. Then everyone went back to whatever they were doing. 
  James and Kyle, after their fishing and swimming experience, went inside and cleaned themselves up. Then they went to their rooms and unpacked some of their things, James loved sports of all kind, so he set up all his trophies. His favorite sport was hunting, and he had lots of hunting trophies. So much so that his mom always said, that when she came into his room she would say "It looks like a forest in here!” 
Kyle, on the other hand, liked astronomy and science. He was a little nerd-y. Many hours at night either doing new experiments or on his telescope to look for the constellations, galaxies, moons, and new planets. He was a quiet boy and never did talk much. Kyle was in his room when James called him on their ‘can phone.’ The brothers hooked up two cans and some string and put it between the two room because they were next to each other.  
James said, “Come quickly I found something!”
 Kyle thundered into James’s room. When he opened the door, he stood dumbfounded staring at what he saw, for there was a hole in the middle of the room James, had found a secret-passage! 
At that moment a dozen or more questions popped into Kyle's head. How did you find it? Did you want to explore the tunnel right now? I wonder where it leads? Suddenly he voiced one of them, “How did you find this?” 
“I’m not sure, I was just putting some stuff on my shelves when a box of small trophies fell. It must have triggered some mechanism of some sort.”
Kyle, said, “Let’s go explore the tunnel!” 

Before they left, they got a flashlight and a snack. Then they set out to see where the tunnel ended.

 Meg was in her room trying to figure out a design to make her room comfortable and look more like her old room. After she did the best she could do, she turned on some music and started to dance to her favorite tunes. Suddenly she stopped, her eyes wide open. The floor, right next to her rug, began to lift. She was too speechless to say anything at first but suddenly found her words. “There is a secret tunnel in MY room. There is a secret tunnel in MY room and no one else has one!” This is amazing. She thought. This passage is in my room and can open by itself. What if someone breaks into the house through this tunnel! So, she covered the hole with one of her many stylish rugs and set a large heavy box on top of it. Then she sat down to think some more. What should I do next?
She did not want to go in there by herself. Suddenly Meg had a great idea! The twins are always exploring things, right? So, they will go with me, and they can lead the way! So, she went downstairs to find them. When she found the twins, Meg asked them if they would want to explore her passage-way. “Yes,” they said. So, after grabbing a couple of flashlights and extra batteries they set off.

After Meg and the twins had been walking a while, the ground started to be wet and soggy then hard and rocky. All the sudden they found themselves in an underground cavern of sorts. Then Libby heard something, it sounded like footsteps. They came nearer and nearer. Slowly they turned around.  There right behind them were James and Kyle! Everyone started talking at the same time, it sounded like a flock of geese. After it had quieted down a little, James, asked how they got there. Olivia told the whole adventure. Then it was their turn to tell how they came into the cavern. “We got here the same way you did - only through James’s bedroom.” They decided to explore the cavern. Everyone got out their flashlights and looked around.
 “The cavity is made of granite and limestone, and there appears to be mica here and there,” said Kyle to anyone who would listen. He took a few rock samples to take home and look at under his microscope. The twins found some plant and animal fossils. Meg was busy collecting chunks of mica to put on her windowsill in her room, so when the sun hit the rocks her room would sparkle. James found that near the back of the cavern there was a waist-deep pool. The water was very clear, and the bottom was a smooth rock in some places and pure sand in others. Overall, the spot was beautiful. Sun was streaming in through some cracks in the wall so, after their eyes were used to the light they turned their flashlights off.
  After everyone was done exploring they all got together on the edge of the pool and related what they found. Suddenly Libby had a BIG question, “Should we tell Mom and Dad about this?” Everyone agreed that it would be for the best. No one wanted to lie to their parents.
  Later that evening during their dinner the children were quiet. “So, how was your day,” Mom asked. Soon their whole adventure was told over dessert. Mom and Dad were amazed at what they found.
  The next day the whole family went down to the cavern and spent the entire day there. All of them had loads of fun.  


The End



If you are between the ages of 4-12,
(or know someone who likes to write stories)
I would like to post your story here.
Send me an email. I'd love to read your story!
Signed,
Wiggles the Polliwog

The Wild Mustang




The Wild Mustang
by
Brooke Bickel
(age 11)


Once a long time ago there was a Paint horse named Liz. Liz's friends were helping her move her cattle to California. She was separated from her posse when Native Americans attacked them. She had been galloping terribly hard and was exhausted. She was halfway across a wide prairie. Liz slowed to a trot, "Running for a long time without water is terribly exhausting," she said. Liz was frantic. She had to find water soon or she would die.        

Thinking about what happened, she was starting to feel a little lonely. She thought about her friends, and if they would try to find her, and how all the cows were doing. Liz wondered if her friends, Olivia and Sparkle, missed her or what Dan was cooking for dinner. She was starting to get a little hungry. 

It was getting darker by the minute. She needed to find a place to bed down for the night, So after a quick dinner of plain prairie grass, (The grass she had wasn't the best ever, she wished she could've had Dan's cooking instead.) All Liz could see was grass. So she thought, and suddenly she had an idea. "Well since this grass is so tall, if I lie down here, I can tie the tops down like this, and have a makeshift 'hut."  Liz experimented with her idea and it worked!

In the middle of the night, Liz heard a strange whinny, so she went out of her shelter and looked around. Then she saw it, the legendary Wild Mustang! The stallion advanced toward her, so Liz backed away. Suddenly the Wild Mustang spoke, he said "Don't be afraid, I want to help you. I will show you where there is water, and lead you to your friends!"

Liz just stood there dumbfounded. Finally, she found her words, "Thank you kindly. Can we leave right now?" "Yes." So they went together and got water and found her friends!

The End



(Assignment for Lesson #3 Writing Lessons - adjectives)

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(or know someone who likes to write stories)
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The Haunting Tune


A Haunting Tune

  by
Brooke Bickel
(age 11)

Once upon a time it as a very dark and stormy night. We had lots of family members staying at our house for Thanksgiving. Luckily, I still had my room, but unfortunately, I was sharing it with seven other people! My two sisters, and five cousins all eight and under. About an hour or two after dinner I went to my room, for some privacy. Everyone else was getting ready to watch a movie - except for Great Uncle Joe who was also in his room.  I got dressed for bed, lay down on my bed with a good book, and started to read. That's when I heard it

Whoooooooooo!

At first, I thought it was just the wind because it was a dark and stormy, but the wind wasn't whipping or whistling anymore. was just raining really hard. Then I heard it again. 

Whoooooooooo!

So then I thought It was the movie everyone was watching, but when I looked, I saw that they were watching "Winnie the Pooh." But everyone knows that that's not scary! Finally, I settled down and went back to bed with the idea that it was just a figment of my imagination. But then I heard for the third time! 

Whoooooooooo!

So I went to check on Great Uncle Joe, because I just remembered his room was on the same floor as mine. Just as I was going to ask if he was okay and if he heard anything weird, I heard the noise again. I realized It was coming from Great Uncle Joe's penny whistle! HE was sitting on an old gray chair with a music stand in front of him. That was the noise I was hearing. Mystery solved!
     
                                                                                                                    


The End

If you are between the ages of 4-12,
(or know someone who likes to write stories)
I would like to post your story here.
Send me an email. I'd love to read your story!
Signed,
Wiggles the Polliwog

The Cloudy Beach







The Cloudy Beach
by
Brooke Bickel
(age 11)

I went to the beach. The air had a salty smell to it. If the sky was clear instead of cloudy I could see some islands on the horizon. I like to close my eyes and listen to the gulls shriek and the waves fall onto the sandy shore. When I play in the water, it feels wet. If I accidentally get some in my mouth it tastes extremely salty. 

I like to skip smooth stones on the water and look on top of and under large rocks to see if there are any crabs or snails. I also like to examine different types of seaweed. 

When it's time to go, I rinse off in the salty ocean, skip one last smooth stone, put the sea creatures back by some rocks, and put the seaweed back in the ocean. Then I gather up my towel, bucket, and shoes and say "goodbye" to the smell of the ocean and the touch of the sea. I get in the car, buckle up, and turn around to get one last look of the sea, (until next time we go). As we drive away I listen to the sound of the waves die away.

(Assignment for Lesson #1 - Using Your Senses)



If you are between the ages of 4-12,
(or know someone who likes to write stories)
I would like to post your story here.
Send me an email. I'd love to read your story!
Signed,
Wiggles the Polliwog

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