It was a blazing sunny afternoon and Gir was on a boat with his Scooby-doo fishing rod with a silver- tip hook. He suddenly felt a tug. He yanked and pulled then a sea trout landed in the small boat. The fish flopped and jumped until it was hit with a club with accurate accuracy. He then rowed to the research lab and put the dead fish in the colossal fish tank. Gir screamed in the ancient Russian language and shoved a piece of stride gum in the little fishes mouth. He then grabbed the fish and took it to the TV room. The fish was put in a invisible water jug and Gir sat on the couch listening to the Symphony Orchestra. Gir ate the over buttered popcorn with greed. Gir then jumped into his steam powered Eco-friendly lime green smart car and came back with a meat lover pizza with anchovies sauce. Then Gir put the fish into a self- destroying chamber and put on his 3-D movie glasses. Gir pressed the button and dipped a piece of pizza in the anchovies sauce and was silent. The chamber suddenly flashed with wavering light. Gir laughed with evilness and glee. He skipped to the chamber and got the fried trout and threw it in the garbage. After Gir finished his pizza and starts to sob and wail. He then read the new gossip magazine for dummies and cried some more. He dozed off on the couch.
The next unpredictable day.....
The next day Gir was strolling down the crowded Tokyo like street. He skipped into a wierd vodo shop. He looked in awe as the stitched dolls started in every direction.He laughed and chuckled and grabbed all the souless dolls and bought them. Since the doll where $50 each it didn't seem that inexpensive to him. So he stuffed all of the dolls and drove home. He brought each vodo doll in the TV room. He placed the creppy dolls on the couch. Gir then jumped on top of them and watched TV. Ding Dong! the bell rang. Gir skipped to the melody of the sound. He them opened the door to see a little girl holding a box of girl guide cookies and shyly said " excuse me sir would you like to buy some chocolate chip cookies?" Gir replied " yes how much?"
The girl said " $10 " Gir ran to the crowded kitchen covered with mo-sho chinnese take out boxes and grabed a 10 dollar bill off the ground and folded it into a paper airplane. He trough the plane to the door and grabbed the cookies. He ran back to the TV room and played Tea House with one of the vodo dolls called Veronica. He talked to the lifeless doll and poured some water in the tea cup. He then focefed the doll one of the cookies until the mouth of the doll until cotton started spewing out of it. Gir then sat civilized and mature and put his pinky up and drank his tea. He then ate the whole box of chocolate chip cookies. He then started to cry like a little baby.
He then stopped and thought of an idea. " I should make waffles!!!!"
Friday, April 30, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
One cup of Coco.
It was a winter evening outside and white snowflakes fell like leaves on an Autumn day. I could feel the snow hit my face like pieces of sand whipping at my face. The cold temperature made face turn cherry red. I was watching my brother and sister sledding down a hill. The sky slowly turned pitch black and stars started to poke out of the darkness. It was time to go home. Time to have a cup of hot chocolate. I shouted to my brother and sister to start heading home. To be honest my skin felt like it was turning purple. So I ran home with my brother and sister in pursuit.
As I slammed the garage door I felt the warm fireplace heat. My face felt like it was starting to melt form the ice chilling snow. I ran up the stairs waiting for the cup of goodness. As i ran closer to the kitchen i could smell the aroma of baked cookies and hot chocolate. There where two kinds of hot chocolate White and and the classic chocolate. Of course I chose white chocolate. As my mom place a plate of five of those pre-made winter cookies. All you have to do is put the dough n the oven and let them cook for about ten minutes. All my mind could think about is that white cup of white coco. And that's when it happened.......
So I greedily chugged the cup of chocolate and my tongue started to feel a sharp pain of a hundred degree like burning sensation on my tongue. I shrieked in pain like thousand hornets all stinging at once. I then sharply tipped the innocent cup on its side. I could see the burning white liquid pouring on the ground like a waterfall. I was to busy to clean it up. While that happened I was running around the little area of the kitchen like a headless chicken. I was repeatedly fanning my tongue. So I ran to the sink and started to chug down the ice cold water.
So for the rest of the night I slowly ate my cookies. The cookies felt like rock. They still tasted good but hard. I started to form little air bubbles in my tongue. I remade another cup of white coco. This time i let the cup cool in the fridge until cool temperature. I could hear my brother and sister laughing in the living room. My mind felt humiliated and stressed. Thanks to one cup of coco.....
As I slammed the garage door I felt the warm fireplace heat. My face felt like it was starting to melt form the ice chilling snow. I ran up the stairs waiting for the cup of goodness. As i ran closer to the kitchen i could smell the aroma of baked cookies and hot chocolate. There where two kinds of hot chocolate White and and the classic chocolate. Of course I chose white chocolate. As my mom place a plate of five of those pre-made winter cookies. All you have to do is put the dough n the oven and let them cook for about ten minutes. All my mind could think about is that white cup of white coco. And that's when it happened.......
So I greedily chugged the cup of chocolate and my tongue started to feel a sharp pain of a hundred degree like burning sensation on my tongue. I shrieked in pain like thousand hornets all stinging at once. I then sharply tipped the innocent cup on its side. I could see the burning white liquid pouring on the ground like a waterfall. I was to busy to clean it up. While that happened I was running around the little area of the kitchen like a headless chicken. I was repeatedly fanning my tongue. So I ran to the sink and started to chug down the ice cold water.
So for the rest of the night I slowly ate my cookies. The cookies felt like rock. They still tasted good but hard. I started to form little air bubbles in my tongue. I remade another cup of white coco. This time i let the cup cool in the fridge until cool temperature. I could hear my brother and sister laughing in the living room. My mind felt humiliated and stressed. Thanks to one cup of coco.....
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Little Tree
Once there was a tree named Gir he was a pondarosa tree, his lush green needles shaded parts of grass. He was tall and mighty and could see the whole entire world with his height. At least that he thought. To be honest Gir was puny and small his height was 30cm tall and was called names like Puny, little tree, Pondyi and stick. Gir was surrounded by big humongous trees 20 feet tall and five feet wide. He was always sad. His only friend was Tim he was about the same size as Gir and was Girs only person to talk to.
The only thing that kept Gir happy was the melody of the mixed birds in the hot sun day. The only thing he did was just to stand up straight and breath in the carbon dioxide. He didn't get that much Co2 because all the big trees would absorb all of that carbon dioxide goodness.
When it was night time everything was dead only the faint sound of crickets could be heard and the dark night made the forest go pitch black. The only light in the forest was the white shinning stars lit up the sky. When morning came it was like life came back the birds started chirping and the sun shone with vibrate colours of red orange, a hint of pink and yellow.
Today was the same thing I get teased by trees, get only little carbon, and hear the birds chirp there beautiful song of melodies. but nothing like that happened..... The trees where quiet and didn't tease me, the birds song didn't play the whole world felt like it was dead until I heard a loud shriek across the forest. The trees mumbled and talked in wonder of what is was. Then the word came to me and Tim. There was a bug that would suck the life out of you. This deadly bug was called the pine beetle.
Today I was on high alert. Everyone was.... I didn't fall to sleep and didn't eat y daily carbon I didn't want to let my guard down. On the other hand Tim the tree was carefree and happy. He started making jokes like " how did the Pine beetle tried to eat us? To quench the beetles appetite!" He laughed and talked to me a to a long time. Until the night he was out like a tree drinking to much rain water. My branches started to stiffen from the intense lookout of the pine beetle. My mind just shut down.
The next day I was refreshed and ready to look for the ink black beetle. I looked to my side where Tim is placed. His branches where crimson red and his bark was oozing with yellow sap. He wasn't well. Tim's voice was faint and crinkled. He slowly said " hey Gir i th think i have the beetle in me... well i hope you don't get it...." Tim was then quiet with no response. My branches felt like it was chopped and sawed in a million pieces. My only friend in the whole in tire life was gone.
Day by day more trees died from the beetle virus. The daily fly news was how the beetle was spreading like a forest fire. Lots of fellow acquaintance trees died with this beetle and by the month. My mind was always focused on how the beetle would get me in my sleep then probably by the next day.I can tell by when my trunk starts to seep with sun yellow sap and when my branches start to stiffen also with the side affect of dehydration. I feel then a sharp pain in my left side branches then only about ten little pine cones fall. I also have multiple nightmares of the black bettles digging in my trunk then suck the sap out of me and then create million passages of wholes. Then i think that the bettle hasn't got me but then slowly devour me and by the next day me little body couldn't withstand the ozzing stress of the sap flow. Then by the day when i doze to sleep i can only see black and then my mind disconnects from me. Then i never wake up. This felling just gives me the shivers.
When month by year by day only a few hundred trees survived. Some still had the beetle in them and the ground was covered with red needles and broken branches. Then one week later a colossal over casted me. I looked up and animal that had a yellow shell on it's head wearing a bright yellow and orange suit. My pine needles stood up straight like a bamboo branch. I tried not to make and movements. As the strange looking animals marched in with shiny sharp devices that chopped down the dead trees and parts. Then after a few hours later a loud roar could be overheard from the hillside. As i tried to look another strange thing came. It had four ink circular bottom that made the device move with a clear transparent wall that also had a tube spewing out black smoke. Then the device stopped. I was relieved that it wouldn't crush me into twigs. While the strange yellow capped animals heaved pieces of dead infected trees into a silver square container I was planted to the ground and watched [ hey, I am a tree I can't walk i just stand and watch!] As another few hours came part of the forest around me was spotless. Then the animal striped yellow and orange suit yanked out Tim before you could say " Ponderosa". I was fascinated by this animals straight to pull my lifeless friend out. I was hopeless just standing here all alone.
As I was locked to the ground I experienced nothing special only the fact was that I was the only survivor in this gloomy forest. Then days and months came by. Waiting, waiting , waiting for something to happen.
I woke up to the sound of the language so called English. My mind was boggled at the sight. Two animals dressed in human like clothes carried sacks of materials. As they dropped the two sacks they started to dig in the ground. I was watching in wonder of what they where doing? Then i saw them put little baby ponderosa seeds in the moist ground. It was such a sight to behold. As few minutes go by a seed is planted near me. I was trying to make my needles not fall from the hot dessert like ground they poured some water on me and the fellow seedlings. My tree branches wanted to move in thanks of the liquid but i couldn't my mind was to busy on other things.
Year by year The seedlings grow between each marked stick row on row. As i watched the seeds to becoming little trees like me i grow bigger better. Stronger. Now I am one of the old wise trees with many stories to share. But which story should i tell next?
With the courage i had to endure the pine beetle and the determination to not give up I am one happy big tree.
The only thing that kept Gir happy was the melody of the mixed birds in the hot sun day. The only thing he did was just to stand up straight and breath in the carbon dioxide. He didn't get that much Co2 because all the big trees would absorb all of that carbon dioxide goodness.
When it was night time everything was dead only the faint sound of crickets could be heard and the dark night made the forest go pitch black. The only light in the forest was the white shinning stars lit up the sky. When morning came it was like life came back the birds started chirping and the sun shone with vibrate colours of red orange, a hint of pink and yellow.
Today was the same thing I get teased by trees, get only little carbon, and hear the birds chirp there beautiful song of melodies. but nothing like that happened..... The trees where quiet and didn't tease me, the birds song didn't play the whole world felt like it was dead until I heard a loud shriek across the forest. The trees mumbled and talked in wonder of what is was. Then the word came to me and Tim. There was a bug that would suck the life out of you. This deadly bug was called the pine beetle.
Today I was on high alert. Everyone was.... I didn't fall to sleep and didn't eat y daily carbon I didn't want to let my guard down. On the other hand Tim the tree was carefree and happy. He started making jokes like " how did the Pine beetle tried to eat us? To quench the beetles appetite!" He laughed and talked to me a to a long time. Until the night he was out like a tree drinking to much rain water. My branches started to stiffen from the intense lookout of the pine beetle. My mind just shut down.
The next day I was refreshed and ready to look for the ink black beetle. I looked to my side where Tim is placed. His branches where crimson red and his bark was oozing with yellow sap. He wasn't well. Tim's voice was faint and crinkled. He slowly said " hey Gir i th think i have the beetle in me... well i hope you don't get it...." Tim was then quiet with no response. My branches felt like it was chopped and sawed in a million pieces. My only friend in the whole in tire life was gone.
Day by day more trees died from the beetle virus. The daily fly news was how the beetle was spreading like a forest fire. Lots of fellow acquaintance trees died with this beetle and by the month. My mind was always focused on how the beetle would get me in my sleep then probably by the next day.I can tell by when my trunk starts to seep with sun yellow sap and when my branches start to stiffen also with the side affect of dehydration. I feel then a sharp pain in my left side branches then only about ten little pine cones fall. I also have multiple nightmares of the black bettles digging in my trunk then suck the sap out of me and then create million passages of wholes. Then i think that the bettle hasn't got me but then slowly devour me and by the next day me little body couldn't withstand the ozzing stress of the sap flow. Then by the day when i doze to sleep i can only see black and then my mind disconnects from me. Then i never wake up. This felling just gives me the shivers.
When month by year by day only a few hundred trees survived. Some still had the beetle in them and the ground was covered with red needles and broken branches. Then one week later a colossal over casted me. I looked up and animal that had a yellow shell on it's head wearing a bright yellow and orange suit. My pine needles stood up straight like a bamboo branch. I tried not to make and movements. As the strange looking animals marched in with shiny sharp devices that chopped down the dead trees and parts. Then after a few hours later a loud roar could be overheard from the hillside. As i tried to look another strange thing came. It had four ink circular bottom that made the device move with a clear transparent wall that also had a tube spewing out black smoke. Then the device stopped. I was relieved that it wouldn't crush me into twigs. While the strange yellow capped animals heaved pieces of dead infected trees into a silver square container I was planted to the ground and watched [ hey, I am a tree I can't walk i just stand and watch!] As another few hours came part of the forest around me was spotless. Then the animal striped yellow and orange suit yanked out Tim before you could say " Ponderosa". I was fascinated by this animals straight to pull my lifeless friend out. I was hopeless just standing here all alone.
As I was locked to the ground I experienced nothing special only the fact was that I was the only survivor in this gloomy forest. Then days and months came by. Waiting, waiting , waiting for something to happen.
I woke up to the sound of the language so called English. My mind was boggled at the sight. Two animals dressed in human like clothes carried sacks of materials. As they dropped the two sacks they started to dig in the ground. I was watching in wonder of what they where doing? Then i saw them put little baby ponderosa seeds in the moist ground. It was such a sight to behold. As few minutes go by a seed is planted near me. I was trying to make my needles not fall from the hot dessert like ground they poured some water on me and the fellow seedlings. My tree branches wanted to move in thanks of the liquid but i couldn't my mind was to busy on other things.
Year by year The seedlings grow between each marked stick row on row. As i watched the seeds to becoming little trees like me i grow bigger better. Stronger. Now I am one of the old wise trees with many stories to share. But which story should i tell next?
With the courage i had to endure the pine beetle and the determination to not give up I am one happy big tree.
Sayings
One often meets his destiny,
On the road he takes to avoid it.
You're mind is like water,
When it is adgitated, it becomes difficult to see,
But if you allow it to settle the answer becomes clear.
On the road he takes to avoid it.
You're mind is like water,
When it is adgitated, it becomes difficult to see,
But if you allow it to settle the answer becomes clear.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Spider Web Lesson
The first thing of what people think of spiders are that they are the most ugly and horrible creatures on the earth. I don't. Every time i sees a spider i smile and i get hypnotized by the transparent silky strands of the spiders work.
One hot Friday I was walking home from a stressful middle school day and I decided to sit on my back patio steps. So i sat on the white painted stair step and a little speck of yellow caught my eyes. I was curious to see what it was. I was startled from the creature but in a few seconds later i realized that if i just sat and analyzed the petite creature i was actually really calm. It's sand yellow body was practically covered by crimson red dots. Then i looked at the web. It was a sight to be untold. The webs reflected light of the diamond like webs. To take that into perspective i think that a spider is like an artist. When it slowly makes the web it looks like nothing only a long piece of tread. But when the web is finished it looks like a masterpiece. Imagine the hard work and dedication to start and finish the web? It is like someone building a house of their dreams. The web provides shelter, food and a place to call home. Sometimes when a spiders web is torn or broken it breaks my heart into a billion pieces like glass. Our home as humans provide shelter, entertainment, a place to feel enlightened.
It gets me furious when a person steps or tortures the innocent spider to death. When people see a spider they kill it. If you think of killing it tell yourself this " What has this spider done to me?" This is human nature. We humans do things immediately. Sometimes we just have to take a step back from the outside of ourselves and look deep into ourselves and ask "Why am i doing this? Do i really want to do this?" This is being one with ourselves. If we take this wisdom and take it to perspective we will be more of our inner selves.
Another thing when I mentioned how spiders are ugly and gross it is judging other living beings.
Even in my everyday life i see this happen to innocent people at for example my school middle school GMS. Everyday I walk to school so happy. Then one person comes up to me and says rude comments like i am gay or other things. When i think of that i say " why did they have to say that? Do they notice that they are hurting other people?" It gets me furious. It is unfortunate that people have to say such unhealthy comments. Sometimes they hang around the wrong people and get poisoned by the popularity and gossip that they think they are so cool and preppy but they are not. Regular people are because they are their selves they don't act the same way they are unique. But the so called " cool" people act the same being nasty, gossiping, not being themselves, buying the most popular things, and having a boyfriend or a girl friend. Most of the time when the "they think they are cool people" do these thing cus they are sad and scared if they change. The kids that get picked on or struggle are the popular ones because they are themselves, not afraid to show what they are truely. In middle school everyone is rushing to find where they truly belong.
So when you see a spider treat it with compassion don't treat it with disrespect and hatered. You can admire what it has done. Nurture the spider by honering how you are you're self. Because everyday treat it like it is the last day in you're life! Diversity is the key to enlightment and peace. If we follow this path we will be more understanding of who we are. This it called the Spider Web Lesson.
One hot Friday I was walking home from a stressful middle school day and I decided to sit on my back patio steps. So i sat on the white painted stair step and a little speck of yellow caught my eyes. I was curious to see what it was. I was startled from the creature but in a few seconds later i realized that if i just sat and analyzed the petite creature i was actually really calm. It's sand yellow body was practically covered by crimson red dots. Then i looked at the web. It was a sight to be untold. The webs reflected light of the diamond like webs. To take that into perspective i think that a spider is like an artist. When it slowly makes the web it looks like nothing only a long piece of tread. But when the web is finished it looks like a masterpiece. Imagine the hard work and dedication to start and finish the web? It is like someone building a house of their dreams. The web provides shelter, food and a place to call home. Sometimes when a spiders web is torn or broken it breaks my heart into a billion pieces like glass. Our home as humans provide shelter, entertainment, a place to feel enlightened.
It gets me furious when a person steps or tortures the innocent spider to death. When people see a spider they kill it. If you think of killing it tell yourself this " What has this spider done to me?" This is human nature. We humans do things immediately. Sometimes we just have to take a step back from the outside of ourselves and look deep into ourselves and ask "Why am i doing this? Do i really want to do this?" This is being one with ourselves. If we take this wisdom and take it to perspective we will be more of our inner selves.
Another thing when I mentioned how spiders are ugly and gross it is judging other living beings.
Even in my everyday life i see this happen to innocent people at for example my school middle school GMS. Everyday I walk to school so happy. Then one person comes up to me and says rude comments like i am gay or other things. When i think of that i say " why did they have to say that? Do they notice that they are hurting other people?" It gets me furious. It is unfortunate that people have to say such unhealthy comments. Sometimes they hang around the wrong people and get poisoned by the popularity and gossip that they think they are so cool and preppy but they are not. Regular people are because they are their selves they don't act the same way they are unique. But the so called " cool" people act the same being nasty, gossiping, not being themselves, buying the most popular things, and having a boyfriend or a girl friend. Most of the time when the "they think they are cool people" do these thing cus they are sad and scared if they change. The kids that get picked on or struggle are the popular ones because they are themselves, not afraid to show what they are truely. In middle school everyone is rushing to find where they truly belong.
So when you see a spider treat it with compassion don't treat it with disrespect and hatered. You can admire what it has done. Nurture the spider by honering how you are you're self. Because everyday treat it like it is the last day in you're life! Diversity is the key to enlightment and peace. If we follow this path we will be more understanding of who we are. This it called the Spider Web Lesson.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Gir
Name: Gir
Characteristic: He is really loud and wears a suit[ seen on page]. He is a robot. He doesn't listen to anyone.Does what he wants. He chases tacos. [ for some reason if he doesn't eat a taco he explodes]
Friends: Dogs, weird pig that sits, and a pet bee that he had on his head once. Zim is his master so he obeys every command.... well maybe not every command.
Memorable moments: Zim is talking about how to destroy the human race with Gir. The kitchen oven timer goes off and Gir runs off yelling ' MY TOQUITOS!!!!!!"
Hobbies: Likes watching a TV series "Evil Monkey" Loves making waffles puts soap in the waffles.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Peace is every Step
Peace is every step.
The shining red sun is in my heart.
Each flower smiles with me.
How green, how fresh all that grows.
How cool the winds blows.
Peace is every step.
It turns the endless path to joy.....
The shining red sun is in my heart.
Each flower smiles with me.
How green, how fresh all that grows.
How cool the winds blows.
Peace is every step.
It turns the endless path to joy.....
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Scaredy Student
Warning: Read at you're own risk! Side effects may cause headache, dehydration, heart attack, hearing loss, poisoning, suicide, and a chance that a piano might land on you're head. Remember to wash you're hands 1000 times with organic honey coated soap. [ It is the best treatment!]
Once there was a middle school student named Jordie. Lets just say that he was paranoid of everything here was some of his fears..... Looking up, a gas chamber classroom, economy drooping, nuke bombings, food poisoning, chopsticks, knifes, ninja stars, big books, gym teachers, teddy bears, time, being touched, long words, smiles, large apartment buildings, school tests, finding a penny, hair loss, assassins, deep water depts, magazines, washrooms, dust bunnys, bugs and tons of other things.
It was a hot spring Monday where the buses where speeding by to get to the schools. Joride was walking to school [ which was like a two minute walk] when a shiny black ink beetle was crossing slowly the cracked gray aged sidewalk. Jordie freaked in terror and slowly walked around the little creature. After he passes the beetle Jordie ran to school the rest of the walking distance. He opened the door and walked in the school after he sanitized his hands with strawberry pink scented soap. Everyone was staring at him. Since he had no friends in this awkward school he was okay with it. He was always on guard. He never let his guard down. He speed walked to his locker and opened up his backpack in his backpack was a.... pair of binoculars, translator device, b-b gun, first aid kit, flashlight, portable metal lunch kit, bandages , paper, iPhone, food poison finder, fifty dollars, a jack knife, how to get out of awkward situations book for dummies, granola bars [ almond flavor] because he is allergic to peanuts and a Chocolat anime book number eight. Jordies schedule for the day was....
Once there was a middle school student named Jordie. Lets just say that he was paranoid of everything here was some of his fears..... Looking up, a gas chamber classroom, economy drooping, nuke bombings, food poisoning, chopsticks, knifes, ninja stars, big books, gym teachers, teddy bears, time, being touched, long words, smiles, large apartment buildings, school tests, finding a penny, hair loss, assassins, deep water depts, magazines, washrooms, dust bunnys, bugs and tons of other things.
It was a hot spring Monday where the buses where speeding by to get to the schools. Joride was walking to school [ which was like a two minute walk] when a shiny black ink beetle was crossing slowly the cracked gray aged sidewalk. Jordie freaked in terror and slowly walked around the little creature. After he passes the beetle Jordie ran to school the rest of the walking distance. He opened the door and walked in the school after he sanitized his hands with strawberry pink scented soap. Everyone was staring at him. Since he had no friends in this awkward school he was okay with it. He was always on guard. He never let his guard down. He speed walked to his locker and opened up his backpack in his backpack was a.... pair of binoculars, translator device, b-b gun, first aid kit, flashlight, portable metal lunch kit, bandages , paper, iPhone, food poison finder, fifty dollars, a jack knife, how to get out of awkward situations book for dummies, granola bars [ almond flavor] because he is allergic to peanuts and a Chocolat anime book number eight. Jordies schedule for the day was....
- 8:00 wake up in moring
- 8:10 look for dust bunnies under his bed
- 8:21 eat breakfast
- 8 :29 walk to school
- 8:31 go to locker
- 8:32 Wait for school to start
- 9:00 school starts
- until 3:15 endure each class
- 3:17 walk home
- 3:20 play on his Netbook
- 4:00 watch the house
- 6:00 eat dinner
- 7:00 go to sleep
One of Jordies main fears was crowded hallways in the school. So when it was two minutes before transition he asked to go for the washroom and went to the next class. This phobia started when Jordie was six years old when he was in grade one. He was walking down the hall when a swab of grade five elementary kids ran down the hall to go outside. Jordie was scared like a person in a movie called Saw 3. Jordie was wiped out before he could run for cover under the wooden desk. Soon he was in the medic room in the school. That was how it all started.
The day after the school Jordie followed his daily routine and went to school. Jordie was pretty sleepy today so he didn't pack his important things . All he had was his binder and his lunch kit. He walked to the hall and he saw people walking down the hall. He immediately looked in his backpack for his safety devices but nothing was in there. He was on his own. He walked down the hall and wasn't that scared anymore. He had finally faced his fears. Now his schedule is different.
- 8:00 wake up
- 8:10look for dust bunnies under bed
- 8:21 eat breakfast
- 8:29 go to school
- 8:30 hang out with friends
- 9:00 walk to class with crowded hallways
- until 3:15 endure classes
- 4:00 chat with friends
- 5:00 watch TV
- 6:00 eat dinner
- 7:00 chat with friends on Facebook
- 8:30 go to bed
Now that Jordie has no more fears to worry about he is worry free! Remember after you read this book wash you're hands with organic honey soap. Now that he isn't scared anymore he is now all better. Every day he walks to school he doesn't have to worry.
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