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THE HORRIBLE KING GEORGE THE VII: PART 4

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Previously on, “The Horrible King George The VII” is “He turned the plane around and he continued the plane to the original destination; Tokyo.”

I took the plane and pulled it left, all that way! I did a 360° turn. I turned it around and thought that was Tokyo, so I held this wheely thingy and held it straight for ten minutes. Then I got bored. The clouds grew darker, as the sun disappeared. That told me it was night time, so I sat back and fell asleep.

Lewis was screaming all over the place at the airport, “Where the heck it that flight!? ITS SUPPOSED TO LAND NOW! WHAT DOES AIR TRAFFIC CONTROL SAY???” He ran out of his way to the tower with the airport security, as he got to the tower he slammed the door open and said, “#%$@! WHERE IS THAT PLANE?!” One of the air traffic control workers said, “Sir if you would please ca…” “CALM DOWN!!?!? #%$@! OUR KING IS OUT THERE!!! WHERE IS THAT PLANE?! TELL ME NOW!! NOW!!!” Lewis got out of his rage and pushed one of the air traffic control workers to the ground, “TELL ME NOW!!” The air traffic control worker got up and pointed to screen, and pointed to something tha said, “BA 1437” then he said, “Lewis, that is the plane King George is on.” Lewis yelled, “WELL WHY IS IT HEADING TO TOKYO???!! IT SHOULD BE LANDING NOW!!!” The air traffic control worker responded, “Lewis, we recorded the last thing we heard, this is it, “(the captain of the plane said) Hello This Is British Airways flight 1437 we are currently… [The door slams open] (King George says) Out! Now! Or something very bad will happen! (Then the recording ends)”. Lewis looks like he is in his own world then manages to say, “Did… that boy… actually do that?” The air traffic control worker says, “It seems and he is flying the plane in that direction, the exact same as the plane was heading before.” Lewis then says in a low voice, “So King he’s heading to Tokyo, but why?” The air traffic control worker was about to say something but Lewis interrupts, “He is going to Tokyo, because he is running away from the Willows!” Lewis’s voice get louder, “Get a plane! Get a pilot! Get everything we need! We’re going to track down and find that plane!”

King George woke up to a start, he flew out of his seat to the side, then he get up. “Blimey!” he says. King George gets up and looks out the front window, seeing nothing but dark gray clouds. He says, “We’re in a storm.” The plane starts to shake. “Oh my gosh!, what is going on?! What do I do?” King George shouts, panicking. The plane starts shaking like crazy. The planes is going up and down, up and down. On one bump King George is thrown to the ground. The planes starts fly out of control. It’s now spinning and rocketing toward the ground. “HELP! HELP ME!” King George puts his hand to his head then put his hand in front of his face, his hand is covered with blood. “HELP! HELP ME! I NEED HELP!” King George screams. Then lightning is heard, BOOM. Then something shuts down. The planes starts leaning to one side.

Lewis runs into a private jet at London Heathrow, he quickly jumps in as the plane quickly skips the whole line for takeoff and takes off. Lewis opens a laptop and goes to the air traffic control screen, he goes to the search bar that says, “Track Planes” and he types in “British Airways Flight 1437” then the flight pops up, he looks amazed, he sees it is in a big danger and that it is plummeting.

King George watches as the plane flips over and then flips back upright, then BOOM! King George is sprun from his seat to the pilot seat, the controls are covered with blood, and he barely manages to breath. Then he looks with his eyes, just barely and on one plane screen it says 5,000 FT, and it drops quickly. King George then shuts his eyes and braces. Then he heard two Loud noises from the plane, “250 FT!!!” And then “PULL UP, PULL UP”.

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The Horrible King George The VII: Part 3

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Previously on “The Horrible King George The VII”, “There was a letter on his bed. Lewis walked over to the letter and opened it, he read out loud, “To all, I quit being King, I have tried for 2 whole years to quit but you won’t let me for some reason, so I decided to run away. Anyway you never believed me about the Willows taking over so I gave up. Goodbye and good luck. From, King George (Or Now should I say just George).”

Lewis cursed. He then yelled, “Everyone listen up! Go tell the kingdom to prepare for war! I’m going to find King George!” A guard said, “What if they say they wish I was dead or…” “Listen!” Lewis yelled, “If they will not listen, then force them inside just do it! I will not be back until I find King George! Goodbye!” Lewis grabbed a machine gun and his jacket and ran outside. “I will bring a gun just in case if something goes wrong!” Lewis said.

King George raced through the city of London with his 2 million dollars. King George looked up and saw a huge tall clock reaching 3:00 PM. He cursed, “I’m going to miss my flight.” He ran to the street and starting waving his hand, “Taxi! Taxi!” A taxi pulled over. King George hoped in. “Hello, good day. Take me to London Heathrow international Airport please.” The taxi driver responded, “Sir, don’t you have your parents? Where are they? Do you even have money?” King George responded. “Just do it i’ll pay you now.” “Ok.” The taxi driver said. King George paid him and off they rolled.

“Move! Move! Get out of the way!” Lewis screamed. People were frightened. They were scared, they called the police and ran inside their homes praying for peace. Lewis ran through the seats with his machine gun. He ran all the way from the castle to the biggest court in the country in London. Lewis stormed in. “Hello, ignore the gun. Its me King George’s assistant, Lewis.” “I remember you,” Someone said, “Come right this way Lewis, what is the news? And why the gun?” “Ok,” Lewis said, “King George has run away, yes Oliver. We need to find him. Shut down all flights and make sure no one leaves London. He couldn’t have gone that far, right?” Lewis responded. “Yes sir,” Oliver said, “Lewis, all flights are now cancelled. Police are on guard at the exits no one will leave London and our troops will now search the city for King George.” “Thank you,” Lewis said, “I will look at Heathrow first. See you later.”

The taxi pulled into a terminal four at London Heathrow. “Many thanks, good chap.” King George said, “Have a brilliant day!” Responded the driver. King George rushed out of the cab, and went straight into the building. He rushed through the check in and into the first class lounge. After a bit in the lounge his plane was boarding and he boarded and then sat down in his first class seat. The plane was in a rush because it was delayed a lot. Soon the plane departed and was preparing for takeoff on runway 9L. Then his plane took off.

At 500 feet there was an announcement. “Ladies and gentlemen,” The Captain said. “This is your captain speaking. We welcome you aboard British Airways but however, we have to land not back at Heathrow because the control tower said that King George has run away and that no one can leave the city until we find him.” Everyone groaned. King George felt embarrassed. He got off from his seat and walked to a flight attendant. He looked around and lied, “ Excuse me I want to be a flight attendant when I grow up, so can I see where they keep the metal utensils?” “Ok young man,” the flight attendant said, “(Pointing to a container) here.” “Thank you,” King George said. He opened the bin and look for a knife. When he found one he grabbed it and said, “Get me in the cockpit now,or else!” “Ugg…” the flight attendant said, “Ok, here you go. Just don’t hurt anyone please!” The flight attendant opened the door and let King George in.  King George stepped in a showed his knife around the pilots, “Out! Now! Or something very bad will happen!” George moved his knife around their bodies. The pilots quickly got out of the cockpit. George turned around and locked the doors. He was in the cockpit all by himself. He turned the plane around and he continued the plane to the original destination; Tokyo.

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The Horrible King George The VII: Part 2

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Previously On, “The Horrible King George The VII,” ““No,” George said, “No. This can’t be. There not back. He died two years ago in Rio. It can’t, It can’t, it can’t be The Willows!”

King George got out of his comfy couch and ran straight to his favorite British guard, Lewis and he yelled in his face, “The Willows Are Back!!!” Lewis said calmly to King George, “Sir, stop dreaming. Thats impossible, he died 2 years ago.” King George responded, “Well If You don’t believe me follow me to the TV! It’s on the news!” “Well then,” Lewis said, “Let’s see if that is true.” Lewis and King George speed walked to the TV, and Lewis sat down on the couch in front of the TV, next to him King George sat. The news continued, “Back to Jimmy about the attack In Brazil. Thank you Laura, so about that terrorist attack. Yesterday afternoon we found out that 2 million people have been shot but didn’t die, they disappeared…” Lewis was in shock. He said, “This is not The Willows, It can’t be!” “But it is, “ King George responded, “Prepare the kingdom for an attack.” Lewis said, “Sir it’s just a terrorist attack in Brazil, it’s not going to come to England. It never said they were going to take over the world.” King George laughed, “Lewis, that is exactly what the news said, the terrorist group says they want to takeover the world.” Lewis didn’t say anything. After he bit of awkward silence he said, “Yeah right like it’s going to hit England.” Then King George responded, “No! Prepare the kingdom for war! I will ask for allies to protect our city.” “Sir,” Lewis said, “We are…” “No Lewis!” King George interrupted, “Lewis listen to me. Prepare the kingdom for war and that’s an order!” “No King..” Lewis said. “Lewis listen to me now! Prepare the kingdom for war! I will be here listening for more reports! I will ask Germany or France or Holland for allies, just do it! Or you are fired!” King George screamed.

Lewis said, “Yes sir.” Lewis ran out of the castle. King George stomped to his huge room. He walked to his desk and sat down and put his head down. “UGH!” He said, “What’s Germany’s government phone number, oh here we go.” King George said as he dialed his phone, “Germany please say yes, please.” Then there was a beep and someone said over the phone, “Hello? King George…” King George said over the phone, “Hi. This is King George, who is this?” “This is Angela Merkel. The prime minister of Germany. Why are you calling King George?” King George said, “About that… umm… Well I had heard over the news about a huge terrorist attack in Brazil and they talked about taking over the world, and I was wondering if your army can help our citizens?” “King George,” Angela Merkel said, “You and your news. If there is ever a problem you know we will help but this is surely just a problem in Brazil and no hang up and go back to your stuff, bye.” “Wait!” King George shouted, then she hanged up. King George cursed. He tried calling other countries that are his allies but they all had the same response. Lewis ran inside and said, “Sir! I’m tired of you bossing me around! Everyone was throwing tomatoes at me! The told me why are you ruining our lives!? I then said King George told me to tell you this. Then they said they wish you were dead.” “God,” King George said, “Now everyone hates me! I wish I was never king! Takeover for me, I quit!” King George ran to his room and shut his door and locked it. Lewis sighed and walked away.

Days had passed and King George has not left his room. Lewis came up one day and said, “King George!? Are you in there? Your country needs your help, please leave your room! You’ve been there for days. Don’t tell me you ate and that candy in your refrigerator!” There was no response. Lewis gave up and walked away into the family room. He took a seat and turned on the TV. The news continued, “Yes Barbara, the weather tomorrow in London will be a nice day, with not a single cloud in the sky. Oh, yes, Breaking News! Brazil has been taken over by a terrorist group. The whole country has been occupied from this weird terrorist group. The terrorist leader says they will move further north and conquer South America then move on to North America and so on. 5 Million more people have died throughout this battle or should I say disappeared. Here is a note for all, prepare for World War III. The terrorist group finally told us their name, The Willows.” Lewis shut the TV off. He cursed. He then said, “King George was right, we need to prepare for war! I need to get him out of his room.” Lewis ran to King George’s room shouting, “Get out of your room now or i’m coming in… Alright! I’m coming in!” Lewis ran at full speed straight to the door and broke it open. He jumped inside saying, “King George we need to..” He stopped himself.

King George wasn’t in his room. There was a letter on his bed. Lewis walked over to the letter and opened it, he read out loud, “To all, I quit being King, I have tried for 2 whole years to quit but you won’t let me for some reason, so I decided to run away. Anyway you never believed me about the Willows taking over so I gave up. Goodbye and good luck. From, King George (Or Now should I say just George).

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Dvorak – Inspired Garage Band Reflection Work

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This amazing project went really well for me. It was hard to make the perfect sound, but I did it and in the process I had loads of fun. It went well because after I heard Dvorak’s Jaw piece several times I figured out what instruments I should try for my piece. I explored through all the instruments until I found the perfect ones. I think my piece sound really similar to Dvorak’s New World Symphony because my sounds Jaw like. On my first piece I had 3 great tracks and for my second piece I had 2 tracks because I ran out of time. My pieces are really good! I’m really proud of what I accomplished over a long course of time. I like my second song better but however my first song sounds more Jaw like, so I decided to publish that one to SoundCloud. I followed the conversations idea, It was like I created a conversation out of music. It was like a big argument, then everyone talked all over each other, then it gets quiet. Over all this was a really fun and exciting project. Below Is A Link To my SoundCloud Video: Christopher Jaw Song

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What Do I Love Or Like?

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Exploration has begun…  A journey called, “Capstone.”… Here are things that I like for the amazing adventure to come SOON.

Passenger Planes

It all started with trains. I use to love trains so much, but then in a nick of time I became interested in planes, and it stay that way till today, for about 2 years. I might want to be a pilot when I grow up. I used to love trains a lot and again, only passenger, not cargo. Anyway, I have simulators, which I practice my flying skills and play it on other games, such as Roblox. Maybe It’s not very realistic,  but all I want to be is a pilot on any game or all games. I love this passion so much I tried to find a way to bring it to my blog, but so far not much success. But anyway on my flight simulator it’s real time, so If I want to fly from New York to London, I have to fly for a bit longer than 6 HOURS. Here is a story that changed my view of the aviation industry forever, when I was returning form Denmark in Europe, I arrived at night at JFK airport with Norwegian Air Shuttle. It was thunder storming and everything was delayed for about 2 to 3 hours, when my family finally got out of the plane and got into the Immigration line, that was very long, suddenly everyone started screaming and turned to run away followed by several gunshots. This disaster has been going for about 4 hours. The whole time we thought it was real. Following the first shots there had been many following. It’s unknown what caused the shots but everyone was extremely lucky for this not to be real. This changed my life of traveling forever, I use to LOVE traveling, excited to go to airports. Now I’m terrified, especially at security, because people can bring weapons until that point, which then can come a massacre. It’s scary that we have to deal with these things but we do and they are not likely to happen. I don’t now like traveling as much but I still love aviation, but hopefully something like this never occurs again.

Writing Fiction Books

I do this on my blog, but yes I love writing fiction books! I love how I can imagine anything and bring it to life, my favorite type of fiction books are the drama ones, the intense ones, I choose to bring it to my blog. Then, “Thew Willows,” was born and now my new series continued, “The Horrible King George The VII.”

All my passions are on the front page highlights.

Feel free to ask questions in the comment section below about my passions and I will respond to your comments.

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The Horrible King George The VII: Part 1

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CAUTION

This another fictional story. All real names and actions to those people are not meant to be rude. We are not trying to be rude about those people, it’s just made for the fictional book, these are not my thoughts about those real characters.

What Happened In The Passing Time:

George was forced off the plane and crowned after he landed. The Brazilian forces carried him down through the crowd as George was embarrassed by other people seeing him yell, scream and cry. He was crowned later that day. A few months later George does a deadly decision on retiring the WHOLE British army. He does this because they are all protesting about a little boy being their leader so they’re all quitting and moving to a different country, so George decided to fire them all.

2 years later…

“I hate myself,” King George yelled, “I hate myself! I just want to be a normal kid! Not a king! Millions of people hate me! Can I quit please!? I hate school, and I never wanted to be king! If you are famous then many bad things happen to you!” “Sir,” a royal guard said, “I think your a wonderful king and you say that everyday. What makes this job so bad?” “Well,” the king said, “First of all at least a million people moved to France, Holland and Germany because they were afraid of a 14 year old being king, and I made us have no army! That was a very stupid move! That’s who I am, stupid!” “My king,” a royal guard said, “ You’re not stupid at all! You led this country for 2 years, and so far everything is going well!” “Well first of all, “ the king said, “People protest everyday, London has gone into chaos! And anyway when the heck are those scientists going to be done turning my family back into people!? It’s been two years!” “My King,” the royal guard said, “I believe…” “Don’t call me king! I’m not the king! I resign! Done. No king for England let’s all move to France!” King George said. “Listen,” the royal guard said, “You now have a meeting with the president of the United States, Donald Trump.” “Fine. i’ll do it Lewis, only because you’re my favorite and only British guard.” King George said. Through a huge hall comes storming in King George straight towards his royal chair at the end of the hall. He sits down as president Donald Trump enters. “Hello, King George. Nice to meet you.” Donald Trump says. King George says,“Hi Donald. Can you take over my country. I hate being king.” After George said that Lewis whispers from the side, “George, don’t say that about your beautiful country.” “Anyway,” Donald says, “I’m here to talk about our alliance and you’re economics. Since your country is going down on in economics, I want to help you improve, and you help get immigrants form your country to mine.” “Donald,” King George says, “I don’t know what the heck Economics are! I quit!” King George throws of his crown and runs away into the nearest door, and leaves and runs to his room.

He sits down on a chair in front of a TV crying. “I want to just quit, or die! I just hate myself! Waaaaaa! (sniff) I want to watch something that’ll make me happy!” King George turns on the TV and up appears CNN. The news reporter says, “Now the weather In London tomorrow is supposed to be… Breaking news! The country Brazil is in Chaos. They had six terrorist attacks In Sao Paulo and Rio. The country is in war! The terrorists seem to be making people disappear, and they actually disappear. After a bullet hits them they disappear. Are they aliens? Who knows. So far a number of 2 million people have been shot and gone. Brazil is in chaos as a terrorist group is trying to take over the country.” King George cursed. “No,” George said, “No. This can’t be. There not back. He died two years ago in Rio. It can’t, It can’t, it can’t be The Willows!”

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The Willows: Part 10 – The Finale

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Previously On “The Willows,” “Then suddenly Henry Willows walked out of the black smoke near me, he had scars all over his face with blood, and a fake gun, It kind of looked like a Nerf gun. He came near me, he walked and walked toward me, about to turn the corner of the control panel, to see me.”

Then suddenly he turned the corner, but at the same time Brazilians yelled as they got into the lab and shot Mr. Willows. I watched him fall to the ground, and I swear he saw me. After that attack the Brazilians yelled in English, “Who are!? Come out! Odr we will come and shoot you! Come out with your hands up!” Then slowly I walked out of my little hiding spot, and had my hands in the air. I then said, “I’m the one who called you. I’m the guy who dialed 911.” They looked like they heard my voice before, because they did. Then they asked, “Are you George? A royal British from Great Britain?” I responded, “Yes and most of these trees here are my family. There Royal British.” Then they asked, “How do we free them from the trees?” Dang it. “I don’t know.” I said. “Well then we can’t help.” As they said that, I thought there must be a way to save them. Then a slight idea popped. “Hey,” I said, “maybe we can take them to a scientist. There must be a way to save them!” “No there isn’t.” Then I said, “Yes there is!…” they interrupted, “Now would you calm down…” “No!,” I shouted, “I will not! Now get your stupid army and help me out! Take these poor people to a scientist! The finest one In Britain! Now hurry up! Hurry your stupid army! I’m tried of this! Help me out!” Then two of their men grabbed me and yelled in my ear, “Shut up! Relax, George! Fine, we will take them to a scientist! Now first listen, according to the law in England, you are the new King. Now come with us on a flight to England, you will now be crowned.” “No!,” I yelled louder than ever, “I will not leave without my family! Stop! Bring me back! Ahhh! Stop! Stop!” I struggled, to free myself, but failed many times. They carried me to a military car and held me down as they drove me to the airport. “I don’t want to be king!” Then they said, “Well there is no one other then you alive in your family, so you have to be. Now relax, stupid!” They then picked me up and carried me to an airplane. I yelled and screamed so loud, people in Asia could here me. The plane then took off, on my worst flight ever.

Back in Brazil the Brazilian armed forces carried my family onto a cargo plane that will be flown to Birmingham, England. As they carried the last of the trees into the cargo plane, the base is left in fire and smokes, and then someone rises up from the ground. He has three huge scars over his face and there are holes in each arm representing where he was shot from a gun. This man walked up and looked at his fake machine gun. He had a wicked smile on his face as he said, “This was all part of my plan. Now my next step will involve something big.” Then he got up and slowly walked into the darkness of the base, and he drops a little banner that says, “Let’s go The Willows In WW3!”

Thank you! Hope You Enjoyed The First Book In This Series! Please Comment If You’d Like Another Book In This Series! 🙂

On Tuesday December 20, 2016 I will start the second book in this series called, “The Horrible King George The VII.” Stay tuned for next week to find out the plot of the next book!

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The Willows: Part 9

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Previously On “The Willows,” “The soldiers must’ve heard what he said because I heard them run downstairs, to the lab where I was. They were armed and ready to fire.”

Then they turned the corner. One man shouted, “We found him! Shall we shoot!?” Then a man finer, bigger and dressed better entered my view of sight, and said, “Not yet. Let’s give him one two requests.” The man then responded, “Yes, sir, Mr. Willows.” Then Mr. Willows said, “George, I’ll give you two last requests before you die.” I thought that was stupid but then I said, “Okay, I want a phone to call my friends in England, that I’m going to die.” I actually thought of calling 911 in Brazil. Then Mr. Willows handed his phone to me and said, “You have one minute, go.” I dialed 9-1-1. Then I whispered into the phone, “I’m about to be turned into a tree by this anti-blood terrorist group run by Mr. Willows. I need you to come with hundreds of your best men with heavily armed guns, please come right away. This terrorist group as turned all the royal British into trees except me, and next is going to take over the world. I also need helicopters that can drop bombs. I need all the men I can get, I am located just outside of Rio.” Then I hanged up, I knew our location when I was flying in this magical tube around the world, I saw exactly where I landed in Brazil.

Then I gave my phone to Mr. Willows. He asked, “What do you want your last request to be?” I then said just for info, “Tell me why you created this group to try to rule the world?” Then Mr. Willows said, “I’ll tell you. It all began when I was a child, I was born poor. Henry Willows, me, very poor in England I had no clothes at all, yes I was naked all the time. One day where I lived, In Birmingham I was at a royal British parade, I saw all their rich and fancy clothes and I asked, “Can I have one pair of clothes please?” But when they looked at me everyone laughed, even other middle class people. I then contacted thousands of other people all around the world that feel like me. This happened all the time, then I wanted the kill all of the British family members. I had trouble, but I did some research on people who had groups trying to take over the world. I found someone named, Adolf Hitler, he was my role model. He was poor like me, but the only change is I will take over the world, or succeed. After years we all got enough money to buy a plane ticket to Brazil, I knew a friend there who owns a lab, this one. He was a scientist. Since we all didn’t have enough money to buy guns we had our scientist make these guns that can turn people into trees. Since we were all a big terrorist group now, what was our name going to be, Hitler called his group the Nazis. Since I brought us all together we named ourselves the Willows, my last name and it also sounded like trees in a way. Anyway we got money to fly to Northern London, and we did our first attack on the British family where you went on that Friday night, and then here we are. Oh and by the way we will shoot in 30 seconds, so say your goodbye prayers.” I didn’t pray goodbye, I prayed the Brazilian army would come just in time. Seconds ticked by. The Willows started pointing their guns straight at me preparing to shoot. 10, 9, 8.

Then a window shattered and I heard yelling in another language. Henry Willows cursed. Then said, “Attack the Brazilians and turn them into ugly trees!!” Then shots were fired. Bombs blew up, real ones. Real bullets flown through the sky. I saw more and more people appearing into the tube that turns them into a tree. A battle was moving toward me. I had to hide, first I put my hands up and got to the ground. I crawled over to a control center in the corner of the room, and hid behind a panel, you could still see a bit of my body. I heard millions of bullets flying, real and fake. Real bombs exploded from the helicopters above. Soon the battle near me was right next to me, the Willows on one side and the Brazilians on the other, I swear bullets touched my hair, real bullets and fake. Then the battle in front of me came to an end when a huge bomb went off from the Brazilians, that killed both Brazilians and the Willows. Soon the whole headquarters was in black smoke. Bullets stopped flying, It seemed everyone died except the Brazilian Armed Forces because I heard them talk in a foreign language. They were walking around the halls making sure that anymore of the Willows men were dead. Then suddenly Henry Willows walked out of the black smoke near me, he had scars all over his face with blood, and a fake gun, It kind of looked like a Nerf gun. He came near me, he walked and walked toward me, about to turn the corner of the control panel, to see me.

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Suddenly… Another Expert Lecture Series #2

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A normal Monday, November 28, 2016, after thanksgiving I walk in a room. I look at the board and I see 2 words, “Expert Lecture.” It has arrived. Soon it was time, a mom walked in the door. The mom was… Olivia’s mom! She came to do a presentation on “Giving Thanks.” I thought it was the perfect time to talk about ‘Giving Thanks,’ since it had just been thanksgiving. Her mom talked about donation to the poor, how we can help them. She also talked about a non-profit organization.

She showed us many ways of donation, like in-direct and direct donation. In-direct donation is where you start a fund, or a toy drive, cookie drive, or anything where people bring you toys or money for a donation. A direct donation is where you see someone poor on the street, like a beggar, and you give them some money or food straight to their faces. Girl scouts is another way of an in-direct donation, like if they sell you cookies, they use the money they receive to give to the poor, or at least part of it. Overall Olivia’s mom taught us many people who started a non-profit organization and also showed us a girls’ scout brochure. She taught us a lot about ‘Giving Thanks.’

Like last time, after their presentation we did an activity. Today, we made a plan of a non-profit organization. I had two partners, Elliott and Una, in this activity we made a budget, a mission, and where and what type of donations we will do. Our mission was to help the American Armed Forces, our budget was, $10,000 and we had many different locations and types of donations like a toy drive, to a carnival. In total this was an amazing Expert Lecture Series #2. I wonder who will be next?

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My Danish Thanksgiving

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My Mom’s family came over this thanksgiving! My grandparents came over from Denmark, while my mom’s brother came from San Francisco with his family. But my grandparents don’t understand English so we had to speak Danish the entire thanksgiving weekend they were here. My family came over on Sunday and Monday morning. My family that came over went sightseeing in New York City and they even saw stuff that I’ve never seen before and I lived in New York for my whole life. When they came home from the city I have to play with them to make them have a good stay, meaning I didn’t exactly have enough time to do my homework before thanksgiving break.

Our Thanksgiving dinner was awesome, here is how it went. Soon after a long day of fun with my cousins it was time for an enjoyable dinner. I sat down as I looked at all the delicious food to eat, Turkey, Sweet Potatoes, Cranberry Sauce, Spinach, Salad, Green Beans and Cornbread. Before we all started to eat my little sister, Isabella said a toast about how thankful she is that we are all here together. Then we all said, “Cheers,” in danish as we raised our cups and then we started to feast on this delicious meal. After dinner it was time for a great dessert. We had 3 different amazing desserts, Pumpkin Pie, Bread Pudding and Apple Pie. Which was our favorite dessert? Our favorite dessert was… the Bread Pudding! If I had to compare the desserts here was our rankings… 1. Bread Pudding 2. Apple Pie 3. Pumpkin Pie. On my opinion the apple pie was my favorite. It might not sound so good but it was amazing! It tasted like moist bread with a cinnamon taste to it, like a moist cinnamon roll.

The day after thanksgiving, Black Friday, was a sad day. I had to say goodbye to my family, it was a very sad day. My grandparents’ flight to Denmark was delayed TWO DAYS! TWO DAYS, thats right! They had to reschedule. After they all left I was sad for the rest of the day. On Saturday my family went to the zoo, to cheer us up after their departure. On Sunday the day before we returned back to school after our thanksgiving, me and my dad went to New York City. I finally saw things that my cousins have saw but I’ve never seen before, sadly. Overall, my thanksgiving was awesome, with my family coming over to visit. How Was Your Thanksgiving?

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