Sunday, October 23, 2011

Fruit World

Living in an amusing, pleasurable and sanitory fruit world region, makes me feel secure and content. Here things are exceedingly different. Now I am living in a new wrold but I can still remember the past. Back then centuries ago, things were so standard and ordinary, mow life is enjoyable and astonishing. No one ever protested or carped about anything. Departing from class to class in a building called school, did not exist here.The aroma and tang of the town, was delectable, amd fruity. In this world we have small fruit tops or as we used to call in the past, lap tops, alloted to each student. With this fruit top we learn essential information that we would if we were in school, by just pressing the learn key. After pressing the button, your techer would pop up on screen and teach you indivisually. Adults get assighned to wrok as fruit makers, fruit cooks, fruti doctors, or fruitsitters. After a protracted and lenghthy hour on the fruit tops, learnig about apposotive phrases, I visited my mom, the fruit cook.My mom cooks different sorts of food made out of  various numbers of fruits, such as, fruit salad for breakfist, fruit tacos for lunch, made out of mangoes, pears, apples, oranges, melons, amd strawberrys. Also, fruit cababs for dinner. The best part is the multiple types of smoothies, and fruit water to drink. The food, just sat in front of my eyes, and I was eager to eat it, it lookes so lip smacking, and my mouth beagn to water. The kitchen was colouful, and smelled astounding. After dinner, my mom and I visited my hard working dad who worked as a fruit maker. Fruit makers create and generate new types of fruit. After a short visit there, we headed towards my hot pink 2 doored flyfruuit car. The seats were made of horse fur, and felt springly and yeilding when you sat on it. The cars in this world, all fly and take you up in the clouds to your house. Mine was made oof mangoes, and had 5 rooms, 3 bathrooms, 1 kitchen, and 2 family rooms. Everything inside was made of fresh fruit, including the beds. Speaking of beds, it was time for me to go to sleep, so I plopped down on my strawberry bed, wishing for a dream about the past, ad went to sleep. Abruptly I woke up and realized that I was just dreaming about what may be the future

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

The remarkable gift

The petite lass, with the long brown hair, with orange highlights, gray eyes and green dress, begged her mom for a pair of fuzzy slippers, for her beloved, and preferred holiday, Christmas. Jessy had always desired for a pair, and now was her chance to get 1. As Jessy leaped downstairs, her dad  called her, to help with the decorations, and christmas tree. The tree was a dark green color, and felt pointy, spinky, rough, and jugged. First they started by adding the ornements, which was a rainbow of coulors, then they added the blue light, to make the tree stand out and shine. As soon as her mom came home from shopping, Jessy helped bake the scrumptious sweets for the special holiday. The baked cookies, diminuative lemon cakes, mango pops, and vannilla cupcakes. Everything tasted sweet and sccharine, but the lemon cakes, tasted sour and tart. It was fresh and aftawards, the whole house smelled like cinomin. Subsequently, Jessy hung up golden stars arouns the tree to make it look attracting, and appealing. After a hard, exaughsting, and drained day, Jessy went up to bed, and waited until the next day to see waht she got for Christmas. The next morning Jessy contentedly toddled downstairs to see her preasent. The pink gift box, with yellow sparkles, and a purple bowed, layed under the Christmeas tree, lingering to be open. As soon as all the guest arrived, Jessy hastened and opened her gift. A smile appeared on her face as she hastily unwrapped the wrapping paper from the gift. Right in fromt of her eyes ere 2 green colored fuzzy slippers that had froggs on them each. The house slippers were snug and scented to! She tried them on and she waled around the room. A "ribbit" sound was made from the slippers as she walked. The were so cozy and counfy, and smelled like daisys and strawberries. It was all she wanted, and she just cherrished the gift. After opening all the presents, everyone enjoyed the goods that Jessy and her mom baked. It tasted sweet and lip smacking. It was the best Christmas she ever had, and would never forget it.

Monday, October 17, 2011

The Ghost And Mrs. Hobbs

Write about a part in the story where you agree or disagree with something a character says or does.

pg.48

During the interview, Allie's ghost asked Mrs. Hobbs about the fire, during the interview. Mrs. Hobbs yelled at Allie for even asking her that queshtion, and Allie got scared and ran backed away.

If I was in Allie's position, then I would have ran away. I would do this beacuse if everyone is saying that Mrs. Hobbs is a scary teacher, and hates kids, then I would be frightend and terrified of her. Since Mrs. Hobbs came out of her seat and her voice gradually grew bigger, that must have made Allie feel unconfertable, and I would feel like that to. This is why I agree with the reaction that Allie made.