Thursday, February 26, 2009
Such a hard time
Have you ever felt like you made a huge mistake. Like such a small thing led into a big problem. Jen was gone for two weeks to celebrate her birthday in Disney Land. When she got back i told her i was going to play with Cassidy for one more day before i could hang out with her. Cassidy and Jen do NOT like each other. Jen threw a fit and told me she didn't want to be my friend any more because i wasn't playing with her. the next day i went to play with her but she was with Natalie and said i couldn't play. I've been trying to win her friendship again but it hasn't worked yet. Still im not giving in.
Tiny village
I'M in room 11 at my school. I sit right next to my best friend Cassidy. We got an idea that we could build a village of houses on our desks. All we do is take papers and fold them into houses. Then we tape them onto our desks. We build fruniture for our houses too. Cassidy has a three story, a two story and a one story. I have a one story with a bed on the roof and a dog house. Cassidy is going to build a pool with a diving board on the three story house. I liked the idea but my desk does't have room so i'm building a coach with a flatscreen TV and a remote. We're just siked to see what it looks like when we're finished. You can build a village too. Just grab a buddy and start building!
The Bag Pipe
IT was SO weird. I was going to recess with the older group at Matanzas. I went with my friend Desiree out to the old playground. When we got there I heard Irish music. I was looking around to see were it was coming from. I thought I saw something over the fence walk behind a tree. I ran out to the field ignoring the mud that would get all over my shoes signaling for Desiree to come with me. She hollered at me instead, "Emily where are you going?" I was about to go back for her but then the music got louder. I was determend like a mountain lion was to catch it's prey. I ran faster to the fence. There it was. I was so confused. why would he be here. There was a man dressed in a babyblue butten up shirt and bronze hair. He was playing a plain black bag pipe. now at the age of nine I had never seen a bag pipe before and was facinated. some fith graders saw me out there and came to see what i was looking at. soon the whole upper grades were out there. the teachers started coming over one by one too so they could check it out. The bell rang and every body cried things like "thanks" "nice job" or "bye" as he walked pasted many houses to the South still playing a song.
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