Satire in my Life: The Girls' Locker Room

    Ahh, the girls' locker room. Man, what is it? First of all, it smells like somebody forgot where the real bathroom was. Then, your clothes end up smelling like sweat, and the SCENT!! The locker is a small little thing. I mean, where did they get workers to build them? A  store? Well, there's a shocker! Anyways, if I want to go to school, I have to live with it.

Halloween!

Halloween is a lot of kids' favorite holiday. Dressing up, eating candy, and having fun. You can do whatever. But is it safe? Halloween can be a spooky time too. There are lots of strangers out there in the dark. I would suggest going at 4 o'clock. Do not stay loooong outside, it could be dangerous. Some rules ar: stay safe, always have a parent, dress up nicely, do not do anything bad, and stay happy. It's good to have fun. When it's Halloween, you sure will need that sugary candy for energy!
One of the weirdest and most scariest trick or treating days for me was one day when I was about seven years old. I was in one of the blocks in my neighborhood with my friend. There was one of the houses with these rocking decorations. We thought it was really cool, so we decided to go there. It was then when we noticed a teenage girl laying lazily on the front steps. She was dressed up as a really freaky zombie. We weren't afraid. So, we went up to her house for candy. As soon as I said" tr-----", she jumped up and roared like a really scary person. Then she started cackling like some kind of insane idiot. And let me tell, that scared the living heck out of me. She then started taking small steps towards us. I ran and ran as fast as I could to my house. As soon as I broke through the front door, I was panting. I decide never to go to that house for Halloween again. Even with my mom!!!

Patriotism

                               Does Patriotism Still Matter?      

          Patriotism is one of the most important things in the world. Did you ever at least take five minutes of your time to remember how you are what you are now? When I hear patriotism , I think of the flag, soldiers, honor, society, independence, all these words come to mind. But, have you looked up the word patriotism yet?

              Does patriotism still matter? Yes! Of course! It matters because there are still soldiers out there, fighting for you. They probably don’t even know you, but they still fight. So many soldiers are giving up their lives, just for you, because you deserve the chance to live and be free.  Patriotism means love, support, loyalty, for your country. Maybe there is something we can do. Many people write letters to veterans and soldiers and send canned goods. If we started collecting money for a good cause and helped pay for wounds and surgery and medication, we may be able to make a difference in a soldier’s life. Remember that even you could start the world’s biggest chain reaction.

               We celebrate July 4^th and November 11^th with fireworks and balloons. We have parties and celebrations. We honor the people who serve us. When you are there, watching the sky as it changes from colors from red, to white, to blue, you remember all those happy times you had and those sad ones. You have fun with your family and friends and make the most of it. You might see people looking up at the stars and crying because they know that they made the right choice and let their children fight. 

          Everyday, you get up and say The Pledge of Allegiance.  You say it for a reason. You are making a pledge to you country and don’t be afraid to stand up and salute for what’s right.  Be the different one who does things for the right cause. The time is now, for you to make a change, and start something new, because every cloud has a silver lining. 

Ralph Fletcher's Moving Sentences

    Ralph Fletcher is an amazing author. His words and sentences in his book,When I Was a Kid, he writes about his childhood. some sentences made you feel sad and some made you feel happy, but there were some that just moved you, like you have never heard something so incredible.
   In his vignette,Marshfield,he writes "More than once I tried and left behind one of my sneakers, a lost sole sunk forever at the bottom of the swamp." (Fletcher, 2005,pg.5). At first I did not understand what he meant by "sole", but then I realized he was referring to his sneaker! What an interesting little twist with words! As soon as I understood what Fletcher was talking about, I thought about how he made the sentence so simple but different from others.
    in another vignette, First Pen, Fletcher wrote an unusual question. I was absolutely amused at how he made the question seem so simple yet original at the same time! He wrote, "What words were hidden----unborn,unwritten----in all that unused ink?".(Fletcher,2005,pg.44) Whoa!! That sentence was all about ink. Can you imagine writing about ink and coming up with a sentence like this one? There is a word for this, extraordinary. Ralph Fletcher is extraordinary. He is writing about his first pen, but he wrote it as if he were talking about a mysterious vista. Here, in my words, I think he is saying that there are soooo many words waiting to be written down on your paper, and when it is time, they will come to you.

Christmas Morning..........disaster or miracle?

You all probably know very well about Christmas. Big fat bearded guy, 7 oh so magical reindeer, and the majestic snow.....well it's just slushy mush, yada yada yada. For me, my first Christmas morning was totally different. At that time I was super duper scared of Santa Clause! So, here it goes. I woke up extremely early. My eyes hurt from the sunlight pouring into my room. Then, I realized it was Christmas. My brother woke up and looked up at me with his big, googly eyes. I laughed. My brother and I rushed downstairs. Before I reached the bottom of the stairs, I grabbed my baseball bat. Now, here comes the part where I am afraid of Santa. I cautiously walk down the stairs. Then, with a rush of adrenaline, I scream at the top of my very stretched out lungs, " Im gonna get you fatty in a red suit! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Hai-ya!!! My voice suddenly died down, because SANTA WASN'T THERE!!!! But, I did see the presents. The next thing I knew was that I was tearing the cheap wrapping paper off,[and trust me that thing came off easily].I then ran upstairs. I said " mommy look what Santa gave me!". My mom would only groan and tell me to go back to sleep. Even now, I still check for Santa before I open my presents!!!