1) summary - Man Cuts down tree, and he takes avatage of all the trees.
Moral- In yielding the rights of others, we may endanger our own.
2) Summary- The Donkey wished he was the Horse because it thought
the horse was better.
Moral- Better humble security than gilded danger.
3) Summary- Man goes fishing and cetches alot of fish.
Moral- When you are in a man's power you must do as he bids you.
4) Summary- Man asked the Camel a dumb question.
Moral- Do not ask obvious questions.
5) Summary- Bunch of animals come to fight.
Moral- "He that is neither one thing nor the other has no friends."
6) Summary- A Blue Jay trys to be a colorful peacock.
Moral-It is not only fine feathers that make fine birds.
7) Summary- Dogs try to drink up a river, but brust before they
get to the food.
Moral- Attempt not impossibilities.
8) Summary- A chicken finds a jewel.
Moral- Be content with your life.
9) Summary- A dog thinks he is famous but really is far from it.
Moral- Those who achieve notoriety often mistake it for fame.
10) Summary- Boys killed frogs for the sport of it.
Moral- What we do in sport often makes great trouble for others.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Friday, February 17, 2012
New Take on A Fairy Tale
1) The loin got trapped and the mouse helped him get out of the net. But secretly that mouse trapped the loin so the loin would become indebted to the mouse.
2) I love how my dress looks in the reflection in the water. I love the way the ripples seem to make it dance, I bet this loin fur would make a really warm jacket or carpet.
3) If my tail was bigger it would be soo much easier to get this guy back to shore. I wonder what color his eyes are…
4) That’s one weird light post… mmm that’s weird tile change it goes from brick to…. Linoleum?
5) Mmm weird how cold it is when u only have your cape because you lost your real jacket… I totally look like that girl from True Blood.
6) What the heck how come they don’t have any cookies at this table?! Every good tea party has cookies… I wonder if my furry ears would look fat in that hat.
7) I really shouldn’t have stuck my finger in that light socket. I hope that guys doesn’t fall off his platform and land in my mouth.
8) I really need to find a mattress that doesn’t give me such bad bed-head. I cant take it anymore! Iv gone through nine mattresses already!!!
9) Why dose this blue jay always land on my hand?? I just want to get an owl or a hawk for once!
Snow White-
Is it my pitch?
Is it my tone?
Must I sing in a lower register?
Nor could cant sort through all the possibilities!
I can’t begin to Tatum what more I could do!
I sing and I sing
My voice attracts animals of every kind from moose to mouse
No matter what I do it is always the blue-jay that lands on my hand
I don’t want another bird!
What I desired is a man...
What I need is a man- Happy, Sleepy, Grumpy, Sneezy
Maybe even a Doc or a little Doppy and Bashful
Perhaps even seven is what I need
How lonely I am.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Sonnnnet
To be lonely on this day, a hateful crime
It is a special day that all should share
Especially if you look like a dime
And your heart is pure so I can’t help but care
May I take your hand, keep with mine in lace
Glaze in eyes deep with brown, heavy with sparkle
Light on life weight on laughter all my base
Keep me breathing like my trusty Snorkel
Wouldn’t it be perfect if you would Stay
Flowers candy, all things that I don’t need
And Id love to make you mine if I may
Id do all I can, even let you lead
Close your eyes, away we will dance
Just you and me if you give it a chance
Friday, February 10, 2012
Class words - to story
As I walked down stairs in the middle of the night with a scratch for some hot chocolate, all was dark. I could barely see any thing as a result smash my tibia on a iron chair in the kitchen. The pain so intense I install went from feeling fearless and brawny to puny and juvenile as I sung out a ballet of colorful words that even those on the show jail would have to look up. I felt so foolish and not even thinking to use the luminance on the hot chocolate contraption to guide my way like a beaken. Once I pulled myself together I decided to try and play it off like a faceless assassin and not tell a soul of my infortune luck, took a deep breath and felt my way to the cabinet got out a mug and hot chocolate mix. Placed it in the contraption and set it for 2mins. When the buzzard sounded I use a hot mitt to grab the mug and sipped down the hot chocolatey foam.
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Action Words
Wink-
Yoga pants on and yoga mat in tow she walked through the glass doors of the weight room, wind blowing her deep red hair back past her face, she looked over her shoulder casually at the football team that clearly had been there for nearly an hour working hard. As she looked forward again she unexpectedly locked eyes with her crush a moment past, she smiled as he winked back.
Pat on the back-
Out of breath, I walked away from the finish line. Head hanging low, eyes concentrated on the ground maybe there I’d find my pride because it sure wasn’t on the scoreboard with my time. Trying to avoid my team meets and there attempts to cheer me up with a “nice race” although a nice jester it always seemed to made things feel worse, longing for my Beats to block it all out I Continued what felt like a walk of shame as a pasted my coach disappointment clear to see on his, he gave me a lite pat on the back as if to say “you’ll gett’em next time kid” in a moment where no words were needed.
Monday, February 6, 2012
Class Group Story
Purple, green, yellow and orange gummy bears were falling down from the sky like hail in a viscous hail storm. I found my self dodging left then right then left again, I was jumping through the air and bending in every direction just to avoid getting hit! This was by far one the scariest days of my little mouse life. Finally I found refuge in an old sneaker forever lost in the lost-n-found. After I allowed my heart to come down I poked my little furry head out the toe to see a squishy sandwich.
As my heart jumped exuberantly as if I had found gold, I went to reach for the sandwich! It was filled with colorful gummy bears, my mouth watered as I went out for it. Then suddenly, an eagle bigger than my body could ever get, swept down and grabbed the sandwich! What did I do to deserve such a horrible day?
I was happy that the eagle picked the sandwich over little me. My day was already going horribly, so I figured with my luck the eagle would come back for me. I began to run frantically back home. When I finally got back to the crack in the wall that I had been living in I smelled something funny. I then realized it was mouse poison. All the sudden a explosion of the smell burst into my face. I was able to run out in time. I couldn’t imagine a worse day!
But it just got worse… The cowboy who lived in the house I lived in came home from his job on the dude ranch. He always came home smelling of cow manure and sweat. It was disgusting! He took off his boots and poured sand onto the floor and a bunch of it got into my home. I’m just a mouse, I thought, how am I supposed to sweep up all this sand? I grabbed my little mouse broom and began to sweep. It was taking forever to sweep it up.
I soon decided it was hopeless and left. With poison and sand in my little mouse home I figured it was better to search for somewhere new to live. I mean if a freakin’ sponge can live under the sea in a pineapple I should be able to find somewhere nice to call my home! I went out into the giant world of which I knew very little. I saw in the distance a beautiful poster with all the colors you could imagine and more! It was so gorgeous! On the poster it read “SPAIN”. I knew where I wanted to live.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
revived senteces
“Congratulations, you have a new baby boy!” my child-development teacher said as she handed over the 10-pound bundle.
“Congratulations, you have a new baby boy!” my cheery child-development
teacher practically sang as she handed over the plush 10-pound bundle.
So I just roamed around wishing I could try on clothes, too. Then the baby started to cry this horrible imitation baby’s cry. It was so loud and terrible.
So I aimlessly roamed around wishing I could try on clothes, too. Then the baby started to cry almost screeching a horrible imitation baby’s cry. It was piercingly loud and unforgivably embarrassing.
I also had a diaper bag with diapers, a bottle, and an extra set of clothes hanging on my arm.
I also had a Lavender color diaper bag bulging with diapers, a bottle, and an extra set of clothes all draping over my arm like a pack mule.
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