woman in the group stepped forward. I sat up; hoping she would help, but I instead received a whack on the head with her oversized club. I woke up from a light concussion to a burning feeling on my leg. Are they seriously cooking me?! I looked up to see that I was, in fact, being cooked alive. I tried moving, but I was tied to a stick by vine. Although it wasn't how I expected to be greeted, I decided I should introduce myself. "AHHHHH!" I wriggled around and rolled free of the flames. Still lying on the ground, I noticed they were still looking at the fire. What Neanderthal. Four Years Later "Okay guys, on three! One .... Two .... Three!" The cavemen began playing their instruments and singing like no other. I went a little overboard with the music, so instead of educating them like I planned, I ended up just teaching them about music, English, religion, and math. Mainly music, though. We started a band called Neanderthallica one year ago and have been travelling the Pangaea, playing music for the dinosaurs. With all of this work to do, I doubt I'll ever be able to go home at this rate. Kristyn Freed 8th Grade Ringgold Middle School Shirley McDonald
Crab Hunting There it was, crawling on the beach. I waited until it stopped before I made a move and yelled at Ulysses, " Sneak up behind it!" We waited for about forty seconds and then we both quickly put our nets over it. I could see its large, white, rough claws snapping rapidly trying to break free. A loud clacking sound covered the beach. I shined my flashlight on the net so we could see it. I waited for about three minutes while Ulysses fetched the bucket. This was going to be the hard part. We had to get the huge, very angry crab out of the net and into the bucket full of sand and water without getting pinched. Our plan was to lift up the net together and gently put the crab in the bucket. We counted to three and then tried. As soon as we flipped the net over, the crab fell out and quickly raced toward Ulysses's foot, but luckily Ulysses acted fast and scooped the crab into the bucket. "Let's go look for more," Ulysses said. We made our way back to the beach where all the crabs were. I shined the flashlight down the beach and three crabs hurried into the water. Ulysses told me to shine it the other way, so I pointed the flashlight in the other direction and I saw two little crabs and one big one. Ulysses and I wanted to go for the big one, so we got the net and bucket and quietly walked over towards the crab. We got close to it, and I accidently shined my light too close to the crab so it crawled in the other direction but not too far. We got up close to it again, and this time we got it. It was huge, the biggest crab I had ever seen. Its eyes on the top of its head stared up at me. Its white claws pinched violently. This crab made the other one look small. The noise its claws made was ten times louder than those of the first one. The crab had gotten the net snuck in its claws, which made it impossible for us to get it into the bucket. So Ulysses was going to try to quickly pull the net out of the claw. It took him a couple of minutes to muster up the courage. He reached his hand down and quickly tried to get the net out but the crab was faster. Its claw got a good piece of skin from Ulysses’s finger 291