STUFFED CRUST PIZZA
Pizza machine comein' down!
Elisa, Age 7
c. 1995
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Saturday, October 24, 2009
The Magic Carpet
Wow! I won a free ride on a magic carpet! I will write a narritive story about my adventure.
Once I went to a carnival and played a game called Skeeball. I got the highest score of points against a girl I met named Rachel. Suddenly, a man with red and yellow checked clothes came up to me and said, "You have won a free magic carpet ride, for winning the most points ever in Skeeball history!" I answered back to the man, "Sure, hey am I going to meet Aladdin and his genie, or what?" He reassured, "Sure, if you want to. For this carpet I'm telling you about can go back in time, go to the future, or even, get this, or it can even go anywhere in the world, in present time that is."
"So your telling me," I said, "That I can go anywhere with the carpet." "That's correct!" Said the man. So then I grabbed the carpet, laid it on the ground, climbed on it, and said "Agra-cadabra!" Suddenly, the carpet went into the air and made me jump a little bit. I yelled aloud, "Yow! Take me to Jamaca!" Then as soon as I said it, I saw grass, rushing past my carpet and I. Then I saw bright, blue, beautiful oceans below me. After a few hours I saw an island. The island was Jamaca. I yelled very excitedly "Hooray!"
I saw a few people waving at me, as if they were waiting for me or something. When the carpet neared the ground of Jamaca, I jumped off. Then the people of Jamaca cleared a path and, what looked like an indian chief, came and spoke to me. He said, "Hello. I am Cachuma. Are you a peaceful person?" I answered, "Sure." Then he said, "You are welcome here." Suddenly, there was a huge cheering coming from the people. Then I got to swim, eat, and play with other Jamacian kids. Then I looked at my watch and saw it was almost time for dinner. I rushed to the carpet, said Bye, said the magic words and where I wanted to go, and flew over the waters just in time.
Boy, am I glad I got home in time. We had tacos.
February 2, 1998
Elisa, Age 9
All right. Clearly, there is room for improvement. For one, my grammar and spelling was pretty bad. I left the mistakes on purpose, so that we can all see how much I've learned since then. Secondly, I obviously had no idea what went down in Jamaica. Ever.
You have to admit, though, Skeeball is an awesome game, and winning a magic carpet ride is definitely a prize that matches the game's majesty. I mean, I still like playing Skeeball. Don't you?
Additionally, between you and me, I don't think I wore a watch in fourth grade. I'm just sayin... Nine-Year-Old Me... you should be more plausible in your stories, mmkay? I mean a watch? C'mon.
Another thing: I have no idea why I'm so laid-back about everything in the story. I don't think I said "sure" in such a nonchalant manner all the time. At least, I read it in such a way. Little me was OBVIOUSLY the coolest cat in town. I bet she had a comb in her back pocket and everything. ~Suave~
In conclusion, there might have been a few flaws in this tall tale, but by GOD if it didn't have the best ending EVER.
Once I went to a carnival and played a game called Skeeball. I got the highest score of points against a girl I met named Rachel. Suddenly, a man with red and yellow checked clothes came up to me and said, "You have won a free magic carpet ride, for winning the most points ever in Skeeball history!" I answered back to the man, "Sure, hey am I going to meet Aladdin and his genie, or what?" He reassured, "Sure, if you want to. For this carpet I'm telling you about can go back in time, go to the future, or even, get this, or it can even go anywhere in the world, in present time that is."
"So your telling me," I said, "That I can go anywhere with the carpet." "That's correct!" Said the man. So then I grabbed the carpet, laid it on the ground, climbed on it, and said "Agra-cadabra!" Suddenly, the carpet went into the air and made me jump a little bit. I yelled aloud, "Yow! Take me to Jamaca!" Then as soon as I said it, I saw grass, rushing past my carpet and I. Then I saw bright, blue, beautiful oceans below me. After a few hours I saw an island. The island was Jamaca. I yelled very excitedly "Hooray!"
I saw a few people waving at me, as if they were waiting for me or something. When the carpet neared the ground of Jamaca, I jumped off. Then the people of Jamaca cleared a path and, what looked like an indian chief, came and spoke to me. He said, "Hello. I am Cachuma. Are you a peaceful person?" I answered, "Sure." Then he said, "You are welcome here." Suddenly, there was a huge cheering coming from the people. Then I got to swim, eat, and play with other Jamacian kids. Then I looked at my watch and saw it was almost time for dinner. I rushed to the carpet, said Bye, said the magic words and where I wanted to go, and flew over the waters just in time.
Boy, am I glad I got home in time. We had tacos.
February 2, 1998
Elisa, Age 9
All right. Clearly, there is room for improvement. For one, my grammar and spelling was pretty bad. I left the mistakes on purpose, so that we can all see how much I've learned since then. Secondly, I obviously had no idea what went down in Jamaica. Ever.
You have to admit, though, Skeeball is an awesome game, and winning a magic carpet ride is definitely a prize that matches the game's majesty. I mean, I still like playing Skeeball. Don't you?
Additionally, between you and me, I don't think I wore a watch in fourth grade. I'm just sayin... Nine-Year-Old Me... you should be more plausible in your stories, mmkay? I mean a watch? C'mon.
Another thing: I have no idea why I'm so laid-back about everything in the story. I don't think I said "sure" in such a nonchalant manner all the time. At least, I read it in such a way. Little me was OBVIOUSLY the coolest cat in town. I bet she had a comb in her back pocket and everything. ~Suave~
In conclusion, there might have been a few flaws in this tall tale, but by GOD if it didn't have the best ending EVER.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Columbus Day
1995
Hi my name is Cristopher Columbus I am fine I want to tell you about my jorneys but I can't but I will tell you one it is long. Once I went to Hawwi and I found a tiger
...And that is why there are no more tigers in Hawaii.
Seriously, though, today is Columbus Day in the good ol' U.S. of A.
What the average American might remember about Christopher Columbus:
Of course, this cannot be all the facts. I've heard that Columbus was kind of a jerk, and I'm prepared to believe it! How many times do we hear about history's great heroes that were actually not that great? A lot, that's how many. I'm sure that a quick Google search would be more than enough to find some dirt on Mr. Columbus, so I'll leave that research for you to do. How can I expect you to learn how to do anything if I always do it for you?
I would very much like to see Kate Beaton's take on Christopher Columbus. I am almost positive that she can shed some amusing light on the character of this particular historical icon. (Also, if you don't read her comic, you should start! It is history made hilarious.)
In closing, I want to say that yes, Columbus came here and all, but maybe he isn't actually all that and a bag of potato chips. Also, Amerigo Vespucci's where it's at.
Hi my name is Cristopher Columbus I am fine I want to tell you about my jorneys but I can't but I will tell you one it is long. Once I went to Hawwi and I found a tiger
...And that is why there are no more tigers in Hawaii.
Seriously, though, today is Columbus Day in the good ol' U.S. of A.
What the average American might remember about Christopher Columbus:
- In 1492, Columbus sailed the ocean blue.
- He had 3 ships: The Niña, The Pinta, and the Santa Maria. (Bonus points if they actually remember the names of the ships.)
- He was homies with Isabella and Ferdinand, rulers of Spain.
- He wanted to sail West to find a shortcut East. People thought he'd fall off the edge of the earth, but he was all "Chill, suckas, I got this."
- He... he was Portuguese, right?
- He is credited as the discoverer of "The New World."
Of course, this cannot be all the facts. I've heard that Columbus was kind of a jerk, and I'm prepared to believe it! How many times do we hear about history's great heroes that were actually not that great? A lot, that's how many. I'm sure that a quick Google search would be more than enough to find some dirt on Mr. Columbus, so I'll leave that research for you to do. How can I expect you to learn how to do anything if I always do it for you?
I would very much like to see Kate Beaton's take on Christopher Columbus. I am almost positive that she can shed some amusing light on the character of this particular historical icon. (Also, if you don't read her comic, you should start! It is history made hilarious.)
In closing, I want to say that yes, Columbus came here and all, but maybe he isn't actually all that and a bag of potato chips. Also, Amerigo Vespucci's where it's at.
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