Zac cuddling with his mom.
Hey, welcome back! Look at this beautiful piece of art. First I want you to look at it. The first thing that I see is a good use of color. This is another one of Zac’s master pieces. I love the gems. I also liked the way he used the yarn for a mouth, that was very clever. If you saw anything that stood out that I didn’t say make sure to comment.
Hi guys, I’m back. I have this kinder garden buddy named Zac and he is very talented. He is very athletic. He told me that once he was playing basket ball agent a grown up team and he won! He also told me that he once beat his soccer coach in scorer. He is also very good at reading. I like how he reads very fluently and waits at punctuation. Zac always makes shore I know that he is the oldest kid in the class. He is very proud of it. He also has a younger sister. I love being his buddy because he makes me so happy. He lost his two front teeth so his smile is very cute. I am looking forward to seeing him more often. If you have any questions make sure to comment.
Here are a few six word stories I recently wrote. They are inspired by a Frog and Toad book.Tell me what you think:
In my bathing suit not knowing.
Will he know what comes next?
Here’s a poem that I wrote based on the picture. Tell me what you think:
I should be able to keep it
It was the only thing that kept me going
I have been so jealous
She gets everything she wants
I don’t have to be nice any more
Hey guys. Did you enjoy the snow yesterday? I did, I went sledding with my brother in my back yard. It was so much fun. Last year we bought a snow scooter and the handle fell off, so now it is just a board. Even though it is a little dangerous we still use it. No one in my family snowboards so if you could give me some tips that would be great. I also danced yesterday. I was glad that it was Acro Jazz because for Acro Jazz you do not have to where shoes. So I got to were snow boots to my dance studio.
Here is an exert from one of my narratives:
I felt like if I didn’t do this then no one would trust me. This time was the worst time to walk with them because all the rocks were slippery. There were a lot of rocks because we were near the lake. My cousins were so small and I didn’t know what they could or could not do. If they hurt themselves then I would be in a lot of trouble.
This poem is inspired by a painting named I and The Village.
The world has shifted
I never thought it would happen
The fight has begun
people are hungry
And nothing in place
I am from my dance studio where they sell little toys and snow globes. I am from the vending machines that never work. From that dressing room where we tell jokes and stories before class starts. I am from my dance studio.
I am from Camp White Pine where I always have the best summers of my life. From the glass studio where I spend most of my time. The one that has my name written on a plack. The summers that I have the best time of my life. I am from Camp White Pine.
I am from Mount Tranbla where I go skiing. From the wind in my face, to the t-shirt place where I made a sweatshirt. From the maple syrup on a stick. I am from Mount Trambla
I am from Willow Ridge. The country club that I go to. I love the pool and the ice cream Sunday. I am from Willow Ridge
I am from crocheting. I could sit in my room and do it all day long. I love it when I play an audio book while I crochet. I am from crocheting.
I am from Canada were I always want to stay a week more. I am from my cousins that always fight over who sits next to me. I am from Canada.
Here is an exert from my narrative that I recently wrote:
As I was thinking about my plan, I heard the motorboat again. “Oh, no, it’s back again,” I thought. As I started to slow down, the boat turned and the driver stared at me. Then I started to paddle as fast as I could because I did not want to experience another boat. When I reached the sand and saw all my friends, I was so glad to see them. Most of them did not even know what I did. But they would figure it out. When I saw Umi, she was smiling. I knew she was up to something.
