Friday, September 25, 2009
I am afraid to .... because...
I am afraid to go on scary rides at the fair, especially high ones, because I might fall off or it could go upside down or I might fall on my head.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
Description of a Giraffe
A giraffe is an animal with a tall, tall, tall, neck. It has spots, brown spots and the rest is yellow. It eats leaves off the trees. In a zoo, the zoo-keepers make a perfect habitat. They need a perfect habitat to live.
Friday, September 4, 2009
The Princess and the Butterfly
once upon a time princess was playing in a field with flowers. While she was playing, she saw a butterfly. A magic butterfly! It could talk! And the princess, named Kaytie, asked if she could play with her.
At the end of the day, Princess Kaytie asked the magic butterfly if she could come home with her. The magic butterfly said, "Yes."
Lizzie, who was Princess Kaytie's cousin, said, "Is that a butterfly?"
Kaytie said, "Yes."
Lizzie said, "You might want to take it back to where you got it, in case it is a Monarch one. Those are the ones that are poisonous."
Kaytie said, "I don't think so. It seems like a Brushfoot butterfly. A magic one."
Lizzie said, "Ok. I will see. Can I have it for one night? I would like to research it and see if it is a Brushfoot or a Monarch."
And Princess Kaytie was right, it was a Brushfoot. And she kept it until she was tired of the butterfly and let it go.
THE END!
At the end of the day, Princess Kaytie asked the magic butterfly if she could come home with her. The magic butterfly said, "Yes."
Lizzie, who was Princess Kaytie's cousin, said, "Is that a butterfly?"
Kaytie said, "Yes."
Lizzie said, "You might want to take it back to where you got it, in case it is a Monarch one. Those are the ones that are poisonous."
Kaytie said, "I don't think so. It seems like a Brushfoot butterfly. A magic one."
Lizzie said, "Ok. I will see. Can I have it for one night? I would like to research it and see if it is a Brushfoot or a Monarch."
And Princess Kaytie was right, it was a Brushfoot. And she kept it until she was tired of the butterfly and let it go.
THE END!
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