Here is another Spellingword story by yours truely. This one was usded by ALL my spelling words at least once. It's six pages long seven though i skipped lines.

Silly stories presents: Batting, a 27 spellingword story. ps. it's some other kids in the story. :)

my mom was DRIVING me to the big game. I'm in little leauge baseball. Lots of the kids would og behind the bleachers and play in the puddle. They would put little plastic boats in the puddle with lego men to go boating in the puddle. Th bleachers are on the feild. So fthe puddle was in the grass. When i got on fthe feild, one of my team members wher SLEEPING. So I thunked him with my glove. Soem of the adults in the bleachers where TAXING. All of a sudden the ball landed in the BOATING puddle. [ That's wha every one calls the puddle behind the bleachers.] Some of the boats were carring little worms and bugs as cargo. One ship captin fell of the boat and left four crickets alone when the ball landed. A cute baby worm fell in but a jumping spider saved it. One boat fell over. The lego man drowned, but the water skippers skidded to a clump in the middle. We got a new ball. One lego man was FLOATING. He died. I was RUNNING and tripped. A dog tripped me. It had ran onto the feild. It was WAGGING it's tail as I  turned it around. The cheer leaders on my team were CHEERING for the dog. If I got that ball, it would be an out.  The dog tripped me just in time too!  The kids at the BOATING puddle were still looking for the dead lego men and the baseball.  Catch the ball or get it, you keep it.  I'm still WANTING a little plastic sail boat for the BOATING puddle.  One kid, had a little bowl, and was making stew for the cargo bugs. He served the stew in thimbletacks. He made it from, drinking fountain water, dirt, grass. He was MUNCHING on a carrot. Then dropped it in his stew. The cargo bugs ate all of their soup! After waiting the time, water skippers were DIVING into the water, FLOATING back up, then skidded around. The stew boy was not WASTING his carrot. The stew gave the bugs lots of energy. He had been MIXING

with a stick. Some of the bark got in and that was good too. A guy was TRIMMING trees and leaves got in too! The stew boy was JUMPING for joy when all the bugs finished. Kids were PUSHING and WHINNING to get the stew boy's atuograph. People were POPPING all over to see the stew boy. No on was watching the game anymore. Some wanted to quit. I siad to wait. One was QUITTING. We could not stop him. He get's real angry. Every thing's his way. He was DRAGGING his mit in the dust. He kicked a rock. He was KICKING a bunch of rocks really. Two kdis on the other team were SLIDING in the mud. We were still WAITING. One kid was RIDING his skateboard.  I said, " Let's do some BATTING and catching." So we did wit hthe other team. We batted the ball and played catch. Even though it stared RAINING.  Fin

Your tree climbing and swimming friend, Squirtle