Article posted January 25, 2012 at 09:51 AM GMT-5 •
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Favorite Things Parody
Buggers on noses
and wrinkles on kittens
Dull Wobble kettles
and fat paper mittens
Puke paper packages
tied up with green
These are a few of my favorite things
Cream colored chickens
and crisp apple poodles
Doorbells and death bells
and fat pigs with noodles
Wild geese that fly with their poop on their beaks
These are a few of my favorite things
Boys in pink dresses
with beige satin sashes
Throw up that stays on my neck and eyelashes
Silver white pickles
that melt into pink
These are a few of my favorite things
When the cat purrs,
When my legs itch,
When I'm feeling sad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
And then I don't feel so bad
Article posted January 25, 2012 at 09:51 AM GMT-5 •
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Article posted January 13, 2012 at 10:10 AM GMT-5 •
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“The Other Side” is about an African American girl named Clover who lives on the other side of a fence. On the other side of the fence live all the white people and a little girl named Annie. Annie always sits on her side of the fence and watches the other side of it. One day Annie asks to play with Clover but before Clover can say anything her friend Sandra says no. A couple of days later, Clover went up to Annie and started sitting on the fence with her. They sat on the fence all through summer. One day when Clover and Annie asked to play jump rope with Sandra she says, “I don’t care,” so Clover, Annie, and Sandra all play jump rope together.
I think “The Other Side” is really a story about courage. Annie has courage to ask Clover and Sandra to play jump rope. Clover had courage to watch Annie play in the rain even though her mom would get mad if she saw Clover staring at Annie. Clover had courage to sit on the fence with Annie not knowing if she was allowed to. In this story it mostly teaches you to have courage and never give up.
When I thought about “The Other Side” even more it connected to my life because of the courage in the story. It reminded me when I had a lesson on a horse named Diva that I hadn't ridden since I fell off of her. I was really nervous because the last time I really hurt my back, but I had courage to get back on. In the story Clover had courage to sit on the fence even though she wasn’t supposed to. We both had courage to do things, and that’s why I connected to the story “The Other Side.”
No matter what people say, you should always have courage and never give up!
Article posted January 13, 2012 at 10:10 AM GMT-5 •
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Article posted January 11, 2012 at 10:00 AM GMT-5 •
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Born this Way Remix
I know what famous is with capital “FAMOUS”
My daddy told me when I was old
We are all famous
He held my hand and he put his mascara on
In the bathroom of our house
That shows that there’s nothing wrong with being old ohh ohh
He said 'cause you’re not famous yet
So put your hand up and I’ll reach up high
Listen to me when I speak
I’m famous in my own way
And my dad makes so many mistakes
I’m on the wrong track baby
I am famous this way
Hide yourself in regret
Just be famous and you're set
I’m on the wrong track baby
I am famous this way, famous this way
Ooh, there ain’t no other way baby I am famous this way
Baby I was famous this way
Ohh there ain’t no other way baby I am famous this way
I’m on the right track baby I am famous this way
Don’t be a drag just be famous
Don’t be a drag just be famous
Don’t be a drag just be famous
Don’t be
We are famous this way
Article posted January 11, 2012 at 10:00 AM GMT-5 •
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Article posted December 5, 2011 at 09:54 AM GMT-5 •
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Ledef’s Bad Day (Ledef is French.)
One day I was playing around on my bike. I was doing swirlies, and a car with its window open passed. I did a big swerve and than went flying through the window into the car and landed on the driver.
One day I was playing tag, and I was it. I couldn’t get anyone so I got on my bike and chased them like that but I still couldn’t get anyone.
One day I was playing hide and seek with my pet goldfish. I couldn’t find him so I ran into the wall. My nose started bleeding and dripped into the fish bowl.
Article posted December 5, 2011 at 09:54 AM GMT-5 •
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Article posted November 28, 2011 at 09:49 AM GMT-5 •
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How to Make a Dog Face
1.Draw a stick figure with no arms.
2.Draw 4 dots on each side of the body.
3.Draw a circle around the stick figure and dots.
4.Draw a half circle on top of the circle.
5.Draw eyes on both side of half circle.
6.Draw floppy ears on each side.
Here is the story that helps you make a dog face.
There is a guy at his country club. Bees are around him. He jumps into the pool. Then he goes in a cave. There are lots of rocks in the cave. There are two paths.
Now you have a dog face.
Article posted November 28, 2011 at 09:49 AM GMT-5 •
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Article posted November 22, 2011 at 09:57 AM GMT-5 •
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My mom decided I was a really good swimmer and I should be on a swim team during the year as well as the summer. That‘s why I was sitting in the car going to the Rye YMCA for a swim tryout.
“But, mom, I don’t want to go to the tryout! I’m really nervous I won’t make it on the team,” I said biting my finger nails.
“Who cares if you don’t make it on the team,” my mom said. “The important thing is if you tried.”
“Ok,” I thought to myself. “I just have to try.” So that’s what I did.
I slid out of the car seat and started walking inside with my mom. When we got inside, my mom signed me up for the tryouts and helped me put my swim cap on. My mom isn’t very sympathetic so when I whispered, “I’m really nervous!” she whispered back, “You’ll be fine!” Like it wasn’t a big deal at all!
When it was my turn, I walked in and put my goggles on. A lady told me to stand near a lane. The lady then said,
“Hi, my name is Coach Liz, and today you’re going to do two laps of each stroke. What’s your name?”
“I’m Ava,” I said quietly.
“Ok Ava,” she said. “Well, dive in!”
I didn’t have to be told twice. I did my best dive and started swimming freestyle. Freestyle is my best stroke, so I didn’t have a problem with those two laps. Backstroke I was OK with, but I was definitely slower than Freestyle. Breaststroke I’m really good at, too, so that was easy. My last two laps were Butterfly which I hate and was really bad at! But I tried my best and eventually got through it.
“Remember, Ava, this Saturday your mom will get an email if you are on the team or not,” said Coach Liz. I nodded, and got out of the pool and walked to my mom.
“How did you do?” my mom asked
“Ok, I guess, except for Butterfly!” I said, and then I walked to the locker room. I took a warm shower, got changed and went home.
I woke up early Saturday morning and raced down the stairs to the computer. I was so excited because today my mom would get and email if I made the team or not. I went onto my mom’s email and clicked the email from the team. It said, "Congratulations! Ava is on the Rye Wave Ryder’s swim team!"
I screamed, “OMG! Mom I’m on the swim team!”
I was so happy, and I learned all you have to do is try!
Article posted November 22, 2011 at 09:57 AM GMT-5 •
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