Oreras and cookies

Operas and Cookies

It’s thanksgiving finally. I just came back from the Cookie Factory. Oh no! I forgot where I was going for dinner tonight. I should call up Elmo he’ll know where I’m going.

“ Elmo, Elmo are you there? I don’t know where I’m going for dinner tonight!”

“ Um… I don’t know. I’m going to Big Birds place, sorry.”

Elmo replied.

It’s okay, I’ll call Bart.

“Bart are you there?”

“Oh hi Cookie dude what’s up?”

“I don’t know were I’m going to dinner tonight?”

“Well I’m going to Big Birds sorry.”

I know I’ll call Ernie.

“Ernie you there buddy?”

“Yup what’s cookin?”

“I don’t know were I’m going for dinner tonight.”

“How should I know. I’m sorry but I’m going to Big Birds.”

I guess I could call The Count.

“Count?”
“Yes what is it?”

The Count shrieked.

“I don’t know were I’m having Thanksgiving dinner!”

“Slowly, slowly, slowly getting angry!”

“But”

“This doesn’t concern me goodbye!”

Maybe I should just wait for someone to call me!

“Ring, ring”

The telephone. Yay!

“Cookie Monster it is Elmo, and I have some good news that I might just put this on my show. You know the one with the, oh here I’ll sing it! Lalalala, lalalala, Elmo’s world. Lalalala, lalalala Elmo’s world. Anyway you can come with me to Big Birds!”

“Great I’ll see you there!”

THEY ARRIVE AT BIG BIRDS PLACE

“I’m here everyone! Oh my gosh it’s Big Bird cooked for dinner!”

“What?”

Screamed Elmo.

“It’s Big Bird for dinner. Look Elmo can’t you see the hot, yellow, feathery thing on the black table? I guess I shouldn’t have been so excited for Thanksgiving. I could have staid home watching operas eating cookies

Leor's Bye Bye Big Birdie Dialogue

On Thanksgiving eve while all the Sesame Street gang were piled up in Elmo’s attic with Elmo singing “Elmo’s song”, Oscar singing “I love trash” and Ernie singing “Rubber Ducky”, It was a joyous time when suddenly while The Count was counting all his friends, he noticed someone was missing.

“Let me count all my friends” said The Count

“I see 1 Elmo, 1 Ernie, 1 Bert, 1 Cookie Monster, 1 Oscar and…1 me, Count. That is six friends, yesterday I counted 7 friends that means one of our friends is missing MWAHAHAHAHAAA”

Suddenly Elmo asked “Where is Big Bird?”

“I don’t know where Big Bird is” said Cookie Monster

“But I do know that I like cookies!!”

At that moment the, clean, elegant chef (also known as Oscar who is not clean or elegant) came out of the kitchen holding a big Turkey (or so they thought).

“That looks like someone I know” said Ernie

“I just don’t know who it could be” Ernie added

“It’s Big Bird!!” cried Bert in disbelief.

“Oh no!!!” they all moaned loudly

“I’m hungry and that’s all we’ve got so we might as well eat it” Ernie suggested as he divided the pieces of Big Bird unequally.

As Ernie got back to his seat next to Bert and handed him his food he said

“ Okay, here you go Bert old buddy, now you see this right here is your delicious glass of ice cold grape juice and right here is my delicious glass of ice cold grape juice”

“Right, Right” replied Bert looking suspiciously at the two glasses

“And right here” Ernie continued

“Is your delicious piece of Big Bird stuffed with cheese sausage and anchovies”

“Ya,Ya” Bert replied

“And you see this one right here is my piece of delicious Big Bird stuffed with cheese sausage and anchovies you see?” Ernie asked honestly

“So, you ready to eat Bert?” Ernie asked

“Uh, no Ernie, Ernie no” Bert replied

“Something wrong Bert?” Ernie questioned

“Yes something is wrong, it seems to me that your part is bigger than mine and you have more juice than me” Bert said unhappily

“I can fix that, see” replied Ernie as he munched on his pizza until both pieces were equal and sipped the juice until both cups were filled the same amount

“There” Ernie announced proudly

“Now our pieces are equal”

“But you just ate some…..” Bert tried to say before he got cut off as the gang started singing a joyous tune

“Mmm…this is good” said Elmo

“But not as good as cookies” said Cookie Monster

“Let us say thanks to our friend Big Bird for sacrificing himself so we will have us a nice meal for thanksgiving” said The Count as he counted all the things he had thanks for

The gang finished their meal happily, it was delicious, but they all still had a bad feeling inside, they were murderers.

Bye Bye Big Birdie

"Oh my!" Elmo gasped.
It was the thanks giving dinner and everyone was in a state of surprise, but Count was eying the main course hungrily.
"Me rather have some cookies..." muttered Cookie Monster.
"Isn't that?"
"No! It couldn't be!" whispered Ernie and Bert.
A feather and headless bird was lying on the serving platter. A big bird.
"Elmo's not eating Big Bird!" Elmo announced.
No one could believe it! Who would commit this awful murder? Count didn't seem to mind, though. He was already nibbling on a big orange foot.
"Umm, was there a mistake here?" I peeped.
I was late, though listening outside the door in my little garbage can. I finally dared to walk in, because all i had seen was a little glimpse of the room.
"Oscar!" everyone hollered in unison.
"Yes...?" I muttered, my eyed glued to the black and rusty bottom of my garbage can.
"You! You did this!" shrieked Elmo.
The whole room started whispering around me, I caught little bits of:
"Always was such a grouch!" from around Ernie and Bert, and
"Unbelievable!" from Elmo.
Finally, I can't take it anymore,
"Alright! Alright! Everyone calm down, I didn't kill Big Bird! But I will admit that I captured him, so someone else could,"
Everyone gasped around me.
"It was Count!" I confess.
"What!?" Count bellowed from across the room,
"I may have taken him from you, but kill him? Never!!"
"It was me" a little voice said from inside the kitchen. "I killed him he slapped me really hard, just yesterday, I was so aggravated, and we had nothing to eat for thanksgiving!"
No one knew who it was, until Grover popped out.
"No way!" even I shouted that along with everyone, this time!
I couldn't believe it, that little Grover, committing murder? Well there must be some really good reason to go that fir, I thought, and Grover seemed to be reading my mind because he said
"I didn't know what else to do with that unusually huge turkey!"
"But," Elmo responded "Big Bird wasn't a turkey, he was just a Big Bird!"
"Big Bird? Who said anything about Big Bird? Hes was in there, preparing the meal with me!"
"Then, who is that?" Count, Elmo, and I said in unison.
"That? That's just a gigantic chicken from the farm next door!"
"Hi, everyone, sorry I'm so late, I was just working on the dessert, I hope everyone likes the turkey!" Big Bird stuck his huge feathery head out from the kitchen.
"Big Bird???" everyone shouted.
"Yes?" he replied.
"Your alive! Not on the plate! Oh, Big Bird!!" Elmo rushed to Big Bird to give him a big, Elmo like hug.
"Yes, I guess I am alive!" responded Big Bird.
Finally we could all eat our yummy thanksgiving dinner in peace! But I must say, I think old Granny Grouch's garbage stuffed turkey is a whole lot better than that! Oh, well, there's always next year!

Book Talk Dolphin Song

Dolphin Song

Lauren St. John

Have you ever had a best friend? That you never stopped thinking about? Well that was Martines relationship with Jemmy, her white giraffe. Martine met Jemmy when she suddenly moved to a game reserve in Africa with her Grandma. After her parents died on a fire.

When Martine goes with her class on a boat trip for ten days it’s bad enough she’s away from Jemmy but disaster strikes. She and a couple other classmates get thrown over board in to the ice cold water. They have lost all hope, but suddenly a swarm of dolphins take them to a deserted island! Martine and her classmates are relieved that they are safe, but no so excited that they are stranded on a deserted island. When 21 dolphins beach themselves they have to work together to save them and figure out why the dolphins are beaching themselves.

Oh did I forget to tell you Martine has a healing power? Well she does she can heal animals.

Back of the book

Hook

It’s the sequel to “the white giraffe”.

I’d recommend this book to girls or boys who are our age (Grade 6 or 7). It is adventure, mystery and fiction. People who like reading about people our age would specifically enjoy this book.

Dolphin Song is available at the library, Kids Books and other book stores.

Bye Bye Big Bird

When I walked into Elmo’s house on sunday evening for Thanksgiving, I stopped in my tracks. Slowly, slowly, slowly getting faster I make my way to my seat. I thought I was going crazy! I would of never thought one of us would kill Big bird! It seemed as if I wasn’t the only one surprised by the centre piece of the elegant table. I heard Ernie and Bert whispering beside me.

“I knew it! Just knew it! You killed Big bird!” whispered Ernie to Bert in a tense voice.

“Hey! don’t jump to conclusion just because I’m short! I didn’t do it!” replied Bert.

Well that rules out Ernie and Bert!

“Oh really?” Ernie said sarcastically.

“Yes really! Didn’t you consider the cookie monster? He never liked Big Bert!”

“Clink,clink” Elmo tapped his glass, gaining everyones attention.

“I’m sure you are all puzzled as to why our pal Big Bird is our main course!” explained Elmo.

“Yes!” we all said in unison.

“Well, you’ll just have to find out next year at thanksgiving!” Elmo said maliciously.

And that was Thanksgiving at Elmo’s house! Poor Big Bird! He sure tasted excellent though, nice and crispy!

guess what's for dinner

"Hey guess what it's Big Bird's birthday" said Elmo. While
everyone was at the huge table Big Bird said
"Hey did you know it was my birthday"
"Yes aren't you excited"
"Oh yeah" meanwhile Erney, Burt and the cookie monster were so
starved they could eat anything in their sight. Ereny thought in his
head
"Man I'm wondering what's for Big Bird's birthday" Burt thought
"I am just so hungry I hope something huge wiil show up on my plate
today." And the cookie monster said
"I LOVE COOKIES." and Ollie said
"I DO TOO." THe Count thought
"I hope there's going to be a lot of blood." ANd Oscar thought
"Man oh amn oh man I am just so hungry, starved anything that can
explain hungry more than I can" and Elmo thought
"Ha ha ha ha stop tickleing me.... No nevermind keep doing it." Everyone
said all together
"WHERE'S BIG BIRD!" At the time Big Bird just came in and spoke
"So what's for my birthday a cake, cookies"
"No cookies are mine" said the cookie monster
"No it's you" said Elmo in a disgusting greedy tone
"AHHHHHH!!!"
"Ha tickle me."

Sesame street suprise

Last Wednesday, it was thanksgiving. You must know that every thanksgiving, you eat turkey, well, this is what happened on Sesame street.
“Hi everyone!” Elmo said in his squeaky voice. “Who made this huge turkey?”
“Big Bird did,” the Count said with a huge grin, but, then again, he always smiled.
“Oh yah? Well, where is he then?” snapped Oscar the grouch.
“In da turkey,” Cookie monster said. “He maked himself, yum yum!”
Everyone stared at the abnormally large turkey in disgust. The mashed potatoes and the beans, the salad and the dressing, all of the sides they would have been eating with Big Bird. Were they hearing Cookie monster correctly?
Finally, Bert and Ernie broke the silence, “We gotta get him out of there!”
“Honk, snuffle snuffle,” went the large roasted bird.
“Shh, I think that was Big Bird!” Elmo said in his calm voice.
Then “POP!” Big Bird burst out of the turkey and made the whole gang jump halfway to the moon!
They were all so agitated and fidgety by that point that every started saying something VERY random.
Cookie monster started saying “Cookie, Cookie! Must have my cookie’s, C is for cookie!”
Bert and Ernie started to sing “Rubber ducky, you’re so fine. You make me happy, all the time. Rubber ducky, you’re the one for me!”
Count sang “Slowly, slowly, slowly getting faster. Faster, faster once I start I cannot stop.”
It was chaos!
Oscar yelled “Stay away from my trash can! My garbage!”
Even Elmo, who was usually VERY calm, started to sing “La La La La, La La La La, Elmo’s world, Na Na Na Na, Na Na Na Na, Elmo’s song.” Although, he couldn’t finish the song because he didn’t have his gold fish with him!
In the end, everyone was quiet enough to realize that everything was ok!

~Jamie~

Homework

1. Post a polished "Bye Bye, Big Birdie" with proper use of quotation marks. Indenting might not be possible on the blog, so you may want to do as Rachel has done and space out each paragraph. Thank you Rachel for starting us off. (Due Thursday)

2. Multi-genre glossary entries for "character" and "narrative" (Due Friday)

I'm looking forward to reading your "Bye Bye, Birdie scenes!

Bye Bye Big Birdie

As all the members of Sesame Street Sat around the table to have a nice thanksgiving Big Bird (Yes I said Big Bird) They discussed the murder they had just committed. Yes I'm sorry to say Elmo, The Count, Ernie, Bert and Oscar killed Big Bird.

"Big Bird was such a hassle it was the right thing to do," Said Elmo.

" Oh yes I agree besides he wouldn't want his blood to go to waste by using it for something dumb like living no no he would want me to drink all 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10 10 gallons of blood," Said the count.

"Rubber ducky and I both agree that this is the best thing that has ever happened to us," said Ernie.

"Bye Bye big Birdie were no going to miss you so," Said Oscar.

"COOKIES!!!!!!" Yelled The Cookie Monster

"the bird is ready," Said Ernie.

"I LOVE COOKIES!!!!!!," Screeched the cookie monster again.

"The Bird is great," Said Elmo.

"Yum," Said Bert.

After Dinner everyone agreed to never kill again. Everyone except Elmo.

Thanksgiving On Sesame Street

This is Sesame Street on Thanksgiving. Quiet and peaceful. Why don't we go to Elmo's World and see how Elmo is.

"La la la la, La la la la, Elmo's World. La la la la, La la la la, Elmo's World Elmo loves Thanksgiving, and turkeys too. That's Elmo's World!"You must know ho sang that.

"I'm so excited!" Ernie yelled happily. "I can't wait to see what is for dinner."

"I know! Grover is the best chef ever!" Bert exclaimed.

"Elmo is a bit worried. Grover sometimes makes strange things." Elmo mentioned.

"Cookies!" Cookie Monster said randomly.

"No! We are not having cookies for Thanksgiving dinner!!!!" Everyone yelled furiously.

"Darn." Cookie whined.

"I hate Thanksgiving. It's so full of love and praise." Oscar snarled. "I wish it was called Hategiving. No one would have to do anything nice for a whole day."

"Osasr! Why must you be so full of hate?! It gets so annoying!" Count yelled.

"O.K. everyone." Grover said with a smile as he came out of the kitchen. "I hope you enjoy your roast..."

"Big Bird!!!" Everyone said in such a huge state of shock.

"Uh, oh." Cookie said. This is Sesame Street on Thanksgiving. Quiet and peaceful. Why don't we go to Elmo's World and see how Elmo is.

"La la la la, La la la la, Elmo's World. La la la la, La la la la, Elmo's World Elmo loves Thanksgiving, and turkeys too. That's Elmo's World!"You must know ho sang that.

"I'm so excited!" Ernie yelled happily. "I can't wait to see what is for dinner."

"I know! Grover is the best chef ever!" Bert exclaimed.

"Elmo is a bit worried. Grover sometimes makes strange things." Elmo mentioned.

"Cookies!" Cookie Monster said randomly.

"No! We are not having cookies for Thanksgiving dinner!!!!" Everyone yelled furiously.

"Darn." Cookie whined.

"I hate Thanksgiving. It's so full of love and praise." Oscar snarled. "I wish it was called Hategiving. No one would have to do anything nice for a whole day."

"Osasr! Why must you be so full of hate?! It gets so annoying!" Count yelled.

"O.K. everyone." Grover said with a smile as he came out of the kitchen. "I hope you enjoy your roast..."

"Big Bird!!!" Everyone said in such a huge state of shock.

"Uh, oh." Cookie said.

Dragons

I glance down at the sand box
from the sky then from the ground

I JUMP........


Landing in the sand pit
I feel the grainy sand between my toes
My dragon feels the wet and squishy sand next to her large talons

I hop back to my dragon
the beast I call the swings
I sore and fly through the air
on my lovely dragon

I fly landing with a thud
I sprint back to the swings
Giggling like mad they could here us
across the street
Laughing singing jumping
just like my funny dragon

I am flying up and down again
through the air and the clouds
I feel the wind in my face
and the breeze through my hair

I will fly like this forever
in the rain, sun, and snow
I ride my dragon

On top of the WORLD

Book Talk- Freak the Mighty

Book: Freak the Mighty

Author: Rodman Philbrick

Short Description:
Freak and Max are best friends; they are both different than most people and are so thankful that they now have someone to be around. With Freak's mini body, and brilliants, and Max's huge body, and huge doubt, they are complete opposites. Freak just jumps right on Max's shoulders and suddenly they are nine feet tall. Max was raised by his grandparents, because his mom was murdered by his dad, who is now in jail, and Freak lives with only his mom, because his dad left the moment he found out his son would have a birth defect. Together they can balance out the lonely hole their past has left them. Together they can be Freak the Mighty.

Recommendation:
I recommend this book to people who like fictional stories about true friendship, this book was very touching and I think most readers would enjoy it. I think this book is good for our age group. The reading level is pretty easy, and it is very short, but inside is a really good story.

Freak the Mighty is available in our classroom library.

If you are going to read this book, do not read the reviews before you finish because one of them ruins the story for you before you even start!

Joelle 6A

Homework

1. Rough Draft of Bye Bye, Big Birdie Dialogue (include narration and dialogue). We will be learning proper use punctuation and paragraphing tomorrow.

2. Bring two highlighters of different colours tomorrow.

Here's the picture--sorry, Sesame Street fans :)

DRAGONS

We stare down

toward the bottomless pit .

We launch ourselves

Screaming.

His powerful wings create

a dazzling gust of

wind, blowing in my face.

We hover for a moment

before plunging down.

I hold on for my life

as we soar downwards.

Just before hitting the bottom he

rears up.

He flaps his wings furiously

for the journey back to the top only

to start again.

Dragon

We stare down at the city
From the clouds.

My dragon flies in circles
Waiting to take me for a trip.

I am on my dragon's back,
I feel the breeze on my face.

I tell him "GO DOWN!"
He starts to swing down towards the ground.

I scream!
It feels fun and scary.

My dragon flies closer and closer to the ground.
Our toes barley touch the grass
and he swoops back up.

We laugh and fly to the clouds again.

dragons by maayan

We stare down
towards the bottom
of the steep, slippery, black hill

I start sprinting down
Breathing heavily
Screaming at the top of my lungs
Our toes were skimming the rigid grass

At the bottom of the hill
we started chuckling and chuckling hysterically
We were on a roll we never stopped sprinting up and down the hill

By the end of the day we were exuasted
and we couldn't take one step without collapsing in a wet stinky pile
on the brown muddy earth

Dragons By Izzy

The dragons stare down at us

So high they fly

As I swing up and down

I scream as joy touches me

I feel like a dragon now

I love dragons

The way they breath fiery air

The way their bodies whip through the sky

I laugh as my swing carries me to the sky

I am a dragon now

dragons

We stare down from the hill, and we look at the blue and purple sandbox.

We run down the hill screaming! Our cold toes touching the cold, wet grass.

On the teeter totter, we giggle about our day in the hot, burning sun. Once we are bored, we go on the swings and fly into our dragon world.

Dragons

We gaze down

from the hill,

our eyes wide.

I feel the cold breeze

against my face

and inhale the

fresh mountain air.

The view was magnificent

up here, the massive

mountains on our right

and the great lake to our left.

Suddenly I see a group

of geese soaring

through the air,

I call out for the others.

We gain speed,

I felt the chilly wind against my hair

and we finally take off.

I screamed to the

top of my lungs

and flapped my arms.

We came dashing down

the hill at a incredible speed,

I felt the humid grass between my

toes as I raced towards the swings.

I looked up at the majestic geese hovering

above us, would we ever be able to fly with them? Salome

Dragons

Dragons

Charlie and I decided that we were going to be fierce dragons today. Charlie was the tallest in our 1^st grade class. I was the shortest. We got married under the old willow tree at the school playground during 1^st recess yesterday. We made a promise to go on adventures together, just like in the movies. Charlie had three freckles on each cheek. I love freckles, I have two on my nose. Of course, Charlie was going to be the huge green and black fire-spitting dragon, which left me to be the tiny, purple, fast flying one. We climbed on the rim of the golden sandbox looking down into the depth of the abyss. With our eyes as wide as saucers. Charlie gave a petrifying roar and tried to impress me by spitting out fire. His nose pitifully miss fired. Roaring with laughter we tumbled into the sand. We had found our adventure!

Shane's First Draft of "Dragons"

Shane’s First Draft Of “Dragons”


I gaze towards
the miniature holes
of the sand box
from an unthinkable height.

The skin on my hand almost burns
from the metal rings
the large sweat drops fall
down my face but I don’t stop
my journey.


I jump and it feels
like someone jumping on
one trampoline to another.

I skim the burning hot sand
and move to the
next monkey bar as an
incredible breeze hits me.

I fall into the blazing hot sand
and get up as fast as I can
I start to dash to the grass
I start to do high knees


I jump as far as I can
I hit the grass with a thud
my body starts to cool down instantlyits harder to be like a dragon then I thought

oren's dragon poem

We stare down.

To the deep bottom of the sandbox

from the steepest cliff in town.

We are almost at the bottom

Shrieking and screaming, at the top of our lungs. We feel something,

A gail of wind blows right at us, we are swept down instantly to the bottom.

We climb back up and start climbing down again.

We slide down the hole this time

as our feet touch the bottom

and boom! something went wrong.

Dragons

Dear Grade Six Students,

It has been a pleasure to read these. Keep up the excellent work. Some of you have made some comments on your peers' work. This is a wonderful way to show appreciation for what they have done not to mention put a smile on their faces.

Dragons

Dragons

-By: Barbie

We stare down

To the bottom of the sandbox

From the highest most wonderful slide in the world

Buffy and I start down

Shrieking, yelling, screaming, at the top of our lungs

"Whoosh!" A gust of wind blows, we are swept down instantly

My toes in tiny Mary-Janes brush the cold earth

We start up again

We slide down

My dragon, Buffy swoops up

Carying me over the sandbox

Joy rushes over me

I am shrieking, yellling and screaming and then it happens again

The sandbox reappears

Glowing, although it is made out of brown rough unwanted pecies of rock

I scream a blood curdling scream, but I am full of joy

Buffy scoops me up and we fly up toward the sky

Laughing

Dragons

We stare down
Toward the bottom
Of the floating mountains

We start flying
Screaming
Barely touching the roots of the mountains
With our freezing toes

When we laugh
We can’t hear it
I think there is no end
When will we stop?

Looking down
Beauty flies below me
Getting scared I peer down
Off my dragons wing

Black
Pitch black
My dragon suddenly swoops up
Almost making me tumble into the cold black darkness

Then we start back up

Chloe

Jacob's Dragons Paragraph

I sit upon my emerald dragon,

laughing and screaming as he soars through the sky.

He climbs higher into the sky

and then dives down.

I scream, happy and scared at the same time,

as the ground rushes up to meet us.

At the last second he pulls up.

I get off, dizzy and disoriented

and then collapse in the soft grass.

I was home.

"Fly" By Josha

We fell
Me and my Dragon
In a steep dive
Towards Earth

I screamed
With delight
Looking down
Over Dragon's Wing

My Dragon's scales
Sparkling
Like the Sun's
Rays of light

We touched down
On Earth
I was home

better Dragons poem by Liam

We stare down,

the world trade center below.

Suddenly I feel like I'm getting closer.

Superman dropped me from the open sky,

Superman fled to get me the speed that you walk.

I was screaming, I was sure I was going to die.

Superman caught me just in time,

I was going to crash in to the western tower.

Luckily I had hope, and that very little hope

came true.

I was alive.

Rosie's dragon paragraph

I sat upon my pet dragon

he flew through the sky

swooping up and down

we went up

looking dow at the sandbox

then up through the fluffy clouds

and back down to feel the soft grass between my toes

we landed and I dismounted

I fell to the ground

and burst into hysteria

Rachel's Dragon paragraph

I stared down the fiery pit

full of dragons of all color's

from the sand box.

I stick my hand in to feel a dragon

It bites my hand

I scream.

Another kid comes up to me and says:

"You know it's not nice to scream at the sand box"

I tell him: "come look this hole is full of Dragons!"

We hold hands and jump into the pit to explore a whole new world.

Dragons

We stare down
to the endless bottom
from the sandbox.

I zoom down,
shrieking at the top of my lungs,
as our toes
brush the fresh, green, cold grass.

When we finally hit the ground
we burst with laughter
and we fly
back to the sandbox.
We are dragons,
on top of the world.

Dragons

I’m soaring in the sky the wind is crashing in my face. I see a beach the sand looks like a piece of art work. I land on the sand, my feet sink into the sand, the sand is warm like feeling a hot chocolate mug right after the hot chocolate was made. I start laughing for no reason and I keep laughing and laughing and laughing. Finally it was time to go home and I look around and soared up in to the air.

- Shayla

Hana's "dragons" paragraph

We stare down,

from the swings,

towards the gritty, cold sand, in the sandbox.

I jumped off the swings. Now on the floor.

Running across the fine, wet grass.

My narrow, tiny-toes brushing against ground.

I dash back to the swings.

Again, flying high, feeling the sun beaming on me.

With my dragon wings.

Landing back on the bottom.

Singing, dancing, laughing.

Then, we swing back to the sky.

Smelling the wondrous fresh air.

On top of the world.

Being a dragon.

Yaakov's " Dragons" Paragraph

We stared down

from the highest slide

towards the sandbox.

Our dragons so high

in the air.

All of a sudden,

we felt a brush

of cold air come towards

our faces.

We stared down

and then shot down

like a bolt of

lightning.

We all landed faces

first into the sandbox.

We all started to

burst out into laughter

as we all lay there.

Who knew children

could be so silly?

Leor's draft of "Dragons"

I stared down toward the sandbox from the top of my Dragon. Suddenly I felt a rush of cool air blowing hair around my face. As Dragon swooped downward toward the ground I screamed at the top of my lungs until my face got red. I felt my toes skim through the soft, lush grass as I flew upward holding tight onto the wings of Dragon. When I woke up in the meadow and recalled this dream I stood up, held out my arms and ran up the hill flapping my arms just like Dragon wings.

Dragons

We stare down to the bottom of the hill
From the sandbox, we stare

We start to run down
Tumble, slip, roll, we run
Scream, jump, fly, with joy

Toes skimming the ground
Hearts hammering
Arms pumping
Grass crunching

Bursts of laughter fill the air
Heavy breathing fills our heads
Screaming kids all around

We start back up
Up the great hill
Flapping our wings
Our dragon wings

Jamie Jacobs

The Dragons

"Roar" "Roar" Jack and I yell. We are pretending to be dragons flying over the high rooftops.
We stare down seeing all the little cars and people looking like they are toys.
Jack starts screaming like a trumpet. Then I follow like a flute.
We spin and spin then fall down onto the grass!
We start laughing our heads off,then we go up,
up and away again!
It feels good to fly!

Adi's Draft of "Dragons"

Dragons

I stare down
toward the bottom
from the top of the sandy hill.

I jump off the hill
with the wind pressing against my face.

I begin screaming,
at the top of my lungs.

The straps are tight against my body,
I feel like I’m in an elevator
falling down, and down, and down,
and it never stops.

My feet barely touching the water,
But when I stop
I hit the grass.

At the bottom I laugh
sitting on the grass,
feeling like a dragon
flying back up.


- Adi Rosenkrantz 6B

Dragons

We stare down toward the deep bottom of the grainy sand box.

I start sprinting, screaming at the top of my lungs with great joy.

Our toes are skimming the top of the grass. The cherry blossoms all around.

As I reach the top of the teeter totter I feel as if I'm at the top of the world flying.

The wind blowing through my hair feels outstanding. I wish I could stay up at the top forever.

-Isobel

Adi's Book Talk About the Book 'Elsewhere'

Book Talk

Book: ‘Elsewhere’
Author: Gabrielle Zevin

My hook:

Elizabeth Marie Hall died at the age of fifteen (almost sixteen) when a car ran over her. She doesn’t know that she died, because she doesn’t remember anything about the crash. When she wakes up she finds her self on a bank bed in a small white room with another girl that she doesn’t know. Thandi, the girl on the bottom bank, lived in DC for about sixteen years until she got shot in the head. The girls introduce themselves and get to know each other. They soon realize they are on a boat, ‘but where to?’ they wonder.

Elsewhere is the place where people go to after they die. There you don’t get older but you get younger. When you are a baby you get sent back to earth in a river with all the other babies and start a new life. In the beginning Liz (her nick-name) thought it was all a dream but soon she realizes that this is real life, or as she says real death. She meets lots of people in her adventure in Elsewhere. Some that knew her but she didn’t know them, some that she knew but they didn’t know her, and some that just met and had no clue about each other.

On Elsewhere Liz is sure that it is impossible to fall in love, have fun, and get on with your life without being depressed. With the help of her friends, Liz soon realizes that nothing is impossible.


Even though ‘Elsewhere’ is an odd book, and is a very rare topic to write about, I liked it. I think that this book is mostly for girls from the age of 11-13 grades 6-8. Boys can read this book too, but I think that they won’t enjoy it much. I recommend it to students that like: romance, reality, fantasy, who can deal with a bit of sadness in a story, and a tad of adventure.

You can find the book Elsewhere by Gabrielle Zevin in the public library, chapters, and in kidsbooks.

-Adi Rosenkrantz 6B

Homework

1. Page 21 Communicating Skills

2. Binder check

3. Re-write "Dragons" using clearer and more descriptive writing so your readers can understand it better than "Meg's" poem. Post it and label it: "Dragons".

All due Monday

Homework

-Glossary Test Tomorrow

(Any five previous words; you should ace it!)

If you have some time, I'm sure your classmates would appreciate some comments on their work. There is some excellent work here!

Writers united!

Almost ready to write...