Imformation On My Links

My links are something you can use to have fun. The only one I think you might have trouble with is my link titled: Webkinz- The Online Pets. You need a webkinz before you can sign up. Where to get one. A Wal-Mart or Walgreens. Once you have one check it out. Ask me if you have any questions.

A Good Story From A Future Author

In writing I have a good story that is going to be a family hit around the world some day and I promise you that. Here it is:

Little House on the Outskirts

In a small house along the outskirts of a little city on like all the other called Cara lived a nice family of four. They loved their little house dearly. Well let me begin my story.....

"Hey Sister! You in there?" I asked Sister. No answer came so I tugged on her toy. "Touch Not!" said Sister. "Me no touch you toy!" I said making it easy for her to understand. I was tired of talking like I was three. I wanted to be able to talk normal but if you were talking to Sister you had to act three and have that bad horrible grammar. You had to talk in that way that people with good grammar could not understand. So why do I not want to talk like this it makes me seem so dumb and a smige doesn't even explain how dumb I feel.......

Ring! Ring!

Went the phone. "Hello." said Mama rabbit. "Ummm....OK." she said hanging up the phone. Mama stood at the counter for a couple minutes looking at the counter in despair. She wasn't very happy. I wondered why she looked so down. Maybe she had a relative die. I didn't think it was that because if it was Papa would be holding her and rocking back and forth to calm her down. Tears had already began to roll down her face. I wanted to know what was going on so bad but I didn't ask because what if she did not want to talk about it. Maybe she would tell Sister and I later. Mama rabbit whispered to Papa rabbit. Papa rabbit went into the office. "We are going to have to move out of this house we love. I know you guys will be really sad but it the way it is." Sister didn't look very happy. I wondered what my face looked like. It felt as if I was smiling disgrace. I was sad as I took steps to my room. I caught a glimpse of Mama hugging Sister rabbit. "Here comes her sensitivity. She always cries. I swear that is all she does all day. She never stops." I thought. "Stop crying!" I shouted."Now you need to be nice to your Sister. She is young and you need to understand that." said Papa as he walked off. With every step he took he had his head down and never grinned and said hi to anyone and he never smiled or anything. I got into my closet and got out some boxes and started to pack by the time I was done it was time for dinner. I loved carrot soup but Mama's carrot soup was disgusting!! I'd rather eat fast food than her Carrot soup. I've never told her that her soup isn't that good because I could hurt her feelings. When we were at the dinner table Papa rabbit asked me what I had been doing all this time. I told him I had packed every little thing in my room. "You seriously are take this for real!? We no move you know!" said sister rabbit with tears filling her eyes. "Calm down cry baby. You cry all the time." I told her. Mom yelled at me and told me to be nice. She began to cry. Mama gave her a big hug and told her that everything was going to be just fine. Papa never really talked much and he was always off in space. He always nodded to everything you would say. I even wonder if he even cares if we were going to move. He probably does but doesn't really want to say anything about it because he will make sister rabbit cry. She jumped down from the table and ran too her room and lay in her bed crying. All I had left in my room was a mattress and my desk. Mama and Papa rabbit were the only ones with all their stuff unpacked along with Sister. The next day I had to help and wait with packing things. I was smart and packed all my belongings early. Soon we hit the road and were moving into a new nice house in the city. Our old house was going to be cut down. A couple weeks later Mama rabbit's friend called. Mama rabbit was furious. She was so mad her face was red. She didn't do flips she was so mad though so don't worry about that. She told us all that the little sweet house we had to move out of was never demolished they just painted it red. The whole family was mad now but there was nothing we could do about it. Well at least know we had somewhere to live and had friends. At the new place it smelled of that new smell. You know the smell that new things have. It wasn't very pleasant but that meant no one else had lived here before. Mom did not like living in houses someone else has already lived in. Mom took a cooking class and food was always better from then on. Sister took an English class and her grammar became better and Papa took mood classes and he became happy and all. Me? I never had to talk in that way my sister use to talk. "F it wasn't for Mama and Papa's encouragement I would still talk in that goofy way I use to. Thanks to English classes my grammar is better." And the little red house you ask? Well the owner decided that she shouldn't get rid of her property and she decided that she would paint the house red becasue she was tired of yellow with brown shutters. She painted the shutters green and the house red. What a mistake!

I hope you enjoy it. Tell your friends. If you comment give me your real opinion. I would love to hear what you think.

A good day!

I got a Wii for Christmas. In early JAnuary the first player controler started to not work. I didn't play Wii at all until yesterday. My mom called GAmestop and asked what maybe she could do about it. My mom was told to call Nintendo so she did. My mom was instructed on how to fix the Wii controler. She resynced the controlers and then they worked. No I couyld play Wii again. I was so happy.

A Long Not Yet Spoken of Story....

Over the first 4 days of 5th grade we went up to Cal-Wood. Cal-Wood is Colorado Mountain Education center. I will never forget that trip. I loved it up in the mountains. My parents weren't around to bug me. You had a certain time to go to bed which bothered me. It was 9:30. Not to mention we had to get up at 7:30. The food was awesome there. I wish school was Cal-Wood. I want to be there everyday and I wish to be there every hour. I don't care if I'm far from home just as long as I'm happy.

Getting Valentines!!

One day when I got home from school my dad and I stopped by the store and got somethings we needed around the house. I spotted the Valentine cards and thought that would need some for the Valentines party at school. We got some. They were 3D animals and my favorite was the wolf that said: I'm for you. It was so cool looking. I put all the names of the students in my class on each card.

New Math and Writing Schedule

One day I was in class and my teacher was explaining what was going to happen with math and writing. She told us that Mr. Moore would teach Math and she would teach writing. %th grade was split into 2 groups. One of the groups would go to math with Mr. Moore first. The other group went to writing with Ms. V. Then we would switch. I don't know what this was for but it was probably for a good reason. I was in the group that went to math with Mr. Moore first. Then I went to writing.

In writing I am working on a story where there is a family of rabbits and they have to move out of their house into a new house. They loved the house they had to move out of and they were all very sad. Everyone had a nice time at their new house but they still missed their old house.

In math I have a test coming up using the order of operations. The order on operations is PEMDAS. It stands for this: P- parenthesis E-exponents M-multiplication D-division A-addition

S-subtraction. When you do a problem like 2x(6/6)+9-6 you would solve it like this: (6/6=1 then 2x1 then 2x1+8-6=4

The math may seem confusing but I hope you understood it. Have a nice day.

Mrs. Rubenzer (roo-bin-ser)

She is great.

She is great with kids.

She is one of the best teachers you will ever know. (Besides Mr. Moore and Ms. V)

Her name.......Mrs. Rubenzer!!

She helps out Ms. V and heps with the kids. She is like a second teacher in a classroom but she really is but it isn't like she sits in the back of the classroom and watches. Sometimes she even becomes the teacher for a full period. You should meet her.

Congrats!

Today in writing I was working hard on a Personal Narrative and turning it into a fiction story. Ms. V came over and asked me what I was working on I told her about my story and she looked away exclaiming, "Auh." "O my gosh you did exactly what I asked." she told me. "Hey! 5th grade!" she said catching their attention. She told 5th grade about my story and congratulated me.