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THE HEROIC KNIGHT

BY TOM ISENBERG A long time ago in f a r o f f England there liv e d a k n ig h t, and h is name was Tom. Tom was a ve ry h e ro ic k n ig h t. He had fought dragons, sea serpen ts, and whole arm ies o f kn igh ts a l l by h im s e lf and won!

He had a c a s t le , to o . I t was made o f pure g o ld .

Many an army fought to take i t , but m ainly ju s t to g e t in .

He had a k in g, to o ; h is name was Gem. There were th ree guardian dogs named K i l l e r , Charger, and And the l a s t th in g — in stead o f a h orse, he had u nicorn! *

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THE ADVENTURE OF TOP AND IVORY ---------------BY STEPHANIE ROWEN Once th ere was a boy named Tod, and he had a w hite horse named Iv o r y .

They liv e d to g e th e r h a p p ily .

One day they were in t h e ir boat and Tod was fis h in g .

Then Tod had something on h is l i n e .

I t was a b o t t le !

In the b o tt le was a g e n ie , but Tod d id n 't know i t .

Tod p u lled out the cork and, to h is s u rp ris e , a bie| p u ff o f smoke came ou t. I t formed a g e n ie .

Iv o r y was scared h a lf to death. So was Tod, but the geniefeald, "D on 't be scared. I w on 't hurt you.

Tie up your boat and come w ith me on my magic c a r p e t."

"Wow!" said Tod to h im s e lf.

When they g o t to the g e n ie 's home, they were introduced to a l o t o f p e o p le . Then Tod said,"Show us where to s t a y ."

So the gen ie brought them to h is house and showed them a room f o r Tod and a s ta b le f o r I v o r y , and they liv e d h a p p ily ev er a f t e r . *

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MY DREAM

BY JONATHAN BELL H i, my name i s N ick, and I want to t e l l you my dream.

Have you e v e r been on a b a t tle ship? I have. I went on t h is w eird b a t tle sh ip, and a man s a id , "Get ready f o r w a r!" I s a id , "WAR?" " Y e s ," said the man, "War. Walt a m in u te," he s a id . "That sound came from the torpedo room l" But there was nobody in th e r e , he thought.

They were a l l in the engine room. He went down to the torpedo room to in v e s t ig a t e .

There I was, a l l in a b a l l .

The man saw me. "LOOK, men," he s a id , "a b o y !" I found out he was the ca p ta in . He asked me where I came from . I s a id , "When the ship was on d is p la y , we l e f t the dock and you sa id , "W ar!"

And t h a t 's my dream.

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THE ADVENTURE TO ALASKA

BY MIGUEL DEL RIO Once upon a time I went to Alaska and I saw a b ig , huge g l a c i e r th a t alm ost came on my b oat.

Then I c o u ld n 't move. I s ta r te d to Jump on hunks o f i c e .

They broke and then I f e l l in to the w a te r. I t was v e ry c o ld . I had to make a f i r e when I g o t ou t, so I could warm up.

Then I saw a bear. I k i l l e d i t f o r some fo o d .

I am a snake. I o n ly eat in s e c ts and I am a garden snake, to o .

Look a t th a t h o le .

That i s where I l i v e , Just me and my fr ie n d .

I l i k e ro se s a l o t and m y s e lf.

OH! I fo r g o t to t e l l you my name.

I t i s M igu el.

I broke my c h a ir , because I was too f a t from e a tin g in s e c ts , so I had to buy a new one. I g o t i t , but i t d id n 't f i t .

I gave ^ i t to my fr ie n d .

I t f i t in h is house, so he kept i t . * * &

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KILLER WHALES

BY JUSTIN MAC-NAUGHTON upon a time th ere was a museum. A t the museum there were l i o n s , t ig e r s , and eleph an ts, but the best was the k i l l e r w h ales.

Everyone was th e re .

There was a mother, a fa th er,a n d some b a b ie s .

When the show was on, a boy dove in to the aquarium and e v e ry ­ body screamed.

But when they look ed , he was r id in g the w hale. I t was the fa t h e r .

Everybody sa id , "Look, lo o k , h e 's r id in g i t ! " Then the b o y 's fr ie n d dove in w ith him. Look, now t h e y 'r e both r id in g a w hale, but the o th er boy was r id in g the mother.

But the t r a in e r s a id , "We want our whales back.

They lo v e us and we lo v e them. We caught them, so t h e y 'r e o u r s ."

"OK, you can have them i f you want. Go ahead and take them."

MY PETS

BY KATIE STEVENS I have a dog and c a t f o r my p e ts . I named my dog Dylan.

My c a t 's name i s R o s ie . My dog i s e le v e n . In dog l i f e he would be se ve n ty -o n e. My ca t i s fo u r .

In ca t l i f e I do n ot know how o ld she i s , but, i f she were ten , she would be ele ve n in cat life .

Do you have a pet? W e ll, i f you do, I l i k e you. (contin ued on next page)

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( MY PETS, continued) Once my dog had a f i g h t w ith ay o a t. I t was a mess.

My dog had a sore paw. My c a t had two paws h u rt. We could not stand the n o is e . Would you l i k e to hear the n o ise they made?

And then they made u p .

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when he was not lo o k in g , he slip p e d and f e l l in to the r i v e r .

And there he was- fl o a t i n g down the r i v e r u n t il he saw a tw ig . He q u ic k ly grabbed onto i t and p u lled h im s e lf to shore and d rie d h im s e lf.

On another day he was w alking in the park and saw a la d y ten n is b a l l . Harry sa id , "What i s your name?" The la d y ten n is b a ll sa id , " H a r r ie t ." And they were m arried. *

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SPRING

BY KATHRYN JOHNSTON When spring comes, bees hum And the world comes to l i f e .

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BY CHRIS MARTINEZ Pnce there was a boy who went on a plane to A lask a .

There was a man next to him who had a gray m etal p la t e . A f t e r the f l i g h t the boy fo llo w e d the man to see what he was goin g to do.

The man walked to a stream and put the p la te in to the stream, down in t o the rocks and mud. Then he shook i t .

The boy saw th a t i t was g o ld !

The man saw the boy and he gave him some g o ld .

The boy walked away and then exchanged the g o ld f o r money. Now he had enough money to buy l o t s o f food to e a t, and a plane t ic k e t to go back to C a lifo r n ia l

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boy named J u stin . I t was H a llo w e'en .

He went to a haunted house. F ir s t there was^witch s t i r r in g some brew.

Then he saw a door and he opened i t .

A ghost came out and s a id , "BOO!." Then he saw a rubber sp ider come down from h is web.

Then he went by a cage w ith a monster in i t .

He went by a tomb and Bracula came ou t. He went by some sheets and Frankenstein came ou t.

L a te r he saw a black cat and said to h im s e lf, "Black cats are bad lu c k ," so he ran. He saw some steps and went up them and found some bones.

Then he found a door th a t said " e x i t . " J u stin s a id , "That was the best haunted house in the w o r ld ."

Once th ere was a tru ck er who had a huge r i g and was c a rryin g l o t s o f s t u f f to Washington from San Jose. W e ll, he s ta rte d y e s te rd a y and he hoped to g e t there by next week. He was tru c k in ' alon g and h is r i g ran out o f gas, so he walked r ig h t a cross the road to g e t come ga s. While he was on the oth er side o f the road , I saw a man walk around h is tru ck , and then I saw the man lump in to the tru ck .

So I to ld the tru ck er and we ran over to the r i g and caught him. We took him to j a i l and we g o t to Washington a l i t t l e ahead o f tim e.

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Suddenly something was under me. I t was a whale, and he sa id ,"D o you want a r id e ? " I sa id ,"S u re 1" So I g o t on h is back and he took me under the w ater to look (contin ued on next page)

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BY RANDY JACK On A p r il 9, 1972 I went out to the garden and saw a pack o f seeds, so I planted fo u r o f the seeds. A l l fo u r o f them were beans. A f t e r th a t I went in , but I had nothing to do, so I went back in to the garden and heard my mom say, "Bandy, Bandy," so I went back in to the house and she said we were goin g to Alaska in f i f t e e n minutes, so I had to pack my c lo th e s .

I a lso put in my toothbrush, #15.00, and some books about A laska. Then I o n ly had one more minute ' t i l we were goin g to le a v e f o r the a ir p o r t , so I q u ic k ly put in my Alaska map and my maps o f Juneau, Fairbanks, Anchorage, and S itk a the fo u r p la ces we were goin g in A laska.

Then my dad to ld us we were goin g r ig h t now, so I took a l l my th in g s .

I g o t to bring my su itca se on the plan e, so I read some o f my books and looked a t a l l my maps. I was happy our t r i p was goin g to take twenty-two hours. We were le a v in g from South A f r i c a .

The captain o f the plane said we were f ly in g o v er C h ile in South Am erica. He a ls o said we would be in Juneau in f i v e hours.

Then i t was time f o r lunch. I had a chicken salad sand­ w ich, an a p p le, two b re a d stick s , a c a rro t s t ic k , and a ls o a d rin k . I saved the c a r r o t s tic k s and the a p p le .

A ft e r a l i t t l e w h ile the captain said we were o v er Peru.

We had nine more hours to g o.

Then we were over New Mexico; th ere were s ix more hours.

Then the ca p ta in said we were over Canada; two more hours to g o.

F in a lly we were th e re ! Our plane roared down the runway.

We went to our h o te l in Juneau. I looked a t a map o f the h o te l and went down the e le v a to r to the to y shop. I bought a walrus tusk shaped as an A r c t ic fo x , and a ls o a w alru s.

Both to g e th e r co s t #3.00. I had #12.00 l e f t .

When I showed the animals to my mom and dad, they wanted to know where I g o t them. I to ld them, "At the walrus tusk s t o r e ! " I thought t h e ir th in gs were n ea t, so I went down and bought a #1.00 dog sle d made out o f a walrus tusk. I had #11.00 l e f t .

I spent the r e s t o f my money in S itk a , Anchorage, and Fairbanks and then we went back to South A f r i c a . When we g o t back, \

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BY VERENA HESS ice when I was taking a walk w ith my fr ie n d Robbie, we saw a w itc h .

The w itc h looked p r e t t y , but we d id n 't know i f i t was a mean w itch dressed in p r e t t y c lo th e s .

W e ll, anyway, she snatched us both, and then we saw the most scary house w ith g o b lin s , bats, mosquitoes-, e v i l p eop le, and h o r r i­ b le brew. And r ig h t when we g o t in to the ic k y house (which the w itc h lo v e d ), the w itch s e t us to work p ic k in g up r a t s .

Then we said,"W e hate p ic k in g up r a t s . " Then the w itch sa id , "Do i t no m atter what. Do i t , do i t , do i t I " We grumbled, "O .K ."

Then we saw the phone and I whispered to my fr ie n d , " L e t 's c a l l my mom and t e l l her where we a r e . " "O .K ." whispered my fr ie n d .

So we c a lle d my mom. Noone answered. " W e ll," sa id my fr ie n d , "the w itch i s n 't h e re . L e t 's go home." "O .K ." When we g o t home, we had cook ies and m ilk and we never saw th a t w itc h a ga in . *

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i r c l e s are big and sm all.

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There are w heels, hamburgers, ch eerio s , P e r r is w heels.

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BY JOHN GUZY Once when I was in Park C ity , Utah, I was out on a mountain in deep snow c u ttin g down tre e s f o r fire w o o d .

I heard a loud n o is e .

I dropped the wood. I t was a co y o te l I ran to the lo g ca b in . I heard a crunch.

The coyote was fo llo w in g me home.

I to ld my dad about the c o y o te . He g o t h is gun and scared the coyote away. I n ever saw him a ga in .

SPRING

BY MICHAEL CHARNEY When sp rin g comes a l l the flo w e r s turn c o lo r s ; but th ere are a few s p e c ia l flo w e r s !

The n ext day I saw two ch icks and l a t e r I saw a couple b ird s and then I fo llo w e d them. They took me to the f o r e s t .

Then I saw so many b ir d s I could h ard ly b e lie v e i t .

And then they ta lk e d l They asked me i f I would l i k e to know how to f l y , and I sa id , " Y e s ."

A f t e r they taught me, I fle w home.

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REFLECTIONS ON THE CHRISTMAS STORY) I WERE THE DONKEY

(BY STEPHANIE ROWEN)

Joseph w a s 'le a d in g me. I dared not to k ic k o r b it e or e ls e Mary would f a l l o f f .

I did not want th a t to happen.

I had to fo llo w the s ta r c a r e fu lly , because th ere was a bad storm, and Joseph could not see ve ry w e ll.

When we g o t th e re , Mary had a baby and she named him Jesus. Wise men came, and shepherds came to see Him, because He was a g r e a t c h ild . *

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The Romans sent them out o f the country.

They were goin g to Bethlehem. They went to the inn, and the manager sa id , "Stay in the s ta b le , which i s behind the in n .tt So they went in the s ta b le and Jesus was born. Joseph was happy, and there were shepherds and wise men th e r e .

THE M Y I MET THE ANGELS

BY KATHRYN JOHNSTON Ld S lig h t I was guarding my sheep, when I saw an an gel come out o f the clou d s. You c o u ld n 't imagine how much l i g h t there was, and I was ve ry scared. The an gel s a id ,"F e a r n ot, f o r I g iv e good t id in g s everyone w i l l l i k e . And th is w i l l be a sign unto you; ye s h a ll fin d the baby wrapped in swaddling c lo th e s and l a i d him in a s t a l l . " " I w i l l now go to Bethlehem ," I s a id . And when I saw Mary and Joseph and the baby ly in g in a manger, I was r e jo ic e d l

THE STAR

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I t was b r ig h t, v e ry b r ig h t- so b r ig h t i t was hard to see i t .

I t was y e llo w . I was amazed a t i t .

I t looked l i k e th ia and th is s ta r le d them to Bethlehem. The inn was too ^ t J K ^ f u l l , because the Romans said th a t every new born baby would have to go to the place th a t they were born, and there were no rooms f o r them in the in n . So they went in a cave nearby. *

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She said now she wanted to go to her grandma's house. So she walked and walked a lo n g , and on the way she saw another m onster. He was meaner than e v e r , and the l i t t l e g i r l was t e r r i f i e d l The monster chased the g i r l to Grandma* 3 house.

Grandma sa id , " D on 't you ea t my granddaughter1 I f you ea t h e r, I "11 b la s t you to p ie c e s ." The monster g o t v e ry mad and a te Grandma! What a d re a d fu l thing to do, i s n 't i t ?

L a te r the l i t t l e g i r l found a wood c u tte r and to ld him the whole s to r y .

He chopped the m on ster's body in h a lf and found Grandma. A t one o 'c lo c k they had to le a v e , so they said good-by and s ta rte d home. On the way back they saw another m onster.

The g i r l s a id ,"U h -o h !" But the monster was kind and s a id ,"P le a s e , p lease d o n 't hurt me. I w on 't hurt you. I want to h elp to take you back home." So they thought about i t and s a id ," 0 .K ." Then they fle w home.

As soon as they g o t home, the g i r l s a id , "Mom, I c a n 't w a it u n t il Dad g e ts home to t e l l him about the adventure I 'v e been o n !"

As soon as her dad g o t home, 3he to ld him about her adventure.

He s a id , "Nonsense, you read too many scien ce f i c t i o n books!"

So she sa id , " I t I s t r u e ."

Her parents laughed and her mom s a i d , " I t i s time f o r b e d ."

The l i t t l e g i r l s a id , " I d o n 't want t o . " " They s a i d , " I t i s past your b ed tim e." She g o t shoved in bed and could not sle ep a l l n ig h t. *

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Once upon a time there were fo u r dogs.

T h eir mother had d ie d , and they had no fo o d . So they asked some people i f they could l i v e w ith them. The f i r s t person s a id , "No, I a lre a d y have a c a t . " And the second person s a id , "No, I a lre a d y have o n e ."

W e ll, they o n ly had two more people to ask, so they went to them.

The f i r s t one said,"N O , I d o n 't need any p e t s ." and they were so a fr a id the l a s t person was going to say no, but they went to ask anyway. And guess what? They were wrong. She sa id , "Why y e s , I would lo v e to have y o u ."

They were so happy, they sta rte d to c r y . And now they have a n ic e new home, and they lo v e i t , to o . _____________________

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BY BLYTHE BARGER Once upon a time th ere was a l i t t l e g i r l who liv e d in Woodside.

The l i t t l e g i r l ' s name was Tracy. She loved b ird s v e ry much. One day Tracy was w alking down the road w ith her p a rro t Henry. Henry was her best fr ie n d , When they were w alk in g, a b ird came and sa t on T ra c y 's shoulder.

I t seemed to be tr y in g to t e l l her something. Tracy knew b ird language, but she could not understand him v e ry w e ll, because he was ta lk in g so f a s t .

But a t l e a s t she could understand a l i t t l e b i t .

She said to Henry, "What i s he sayin g?" "He was saying h is babies were d y in g ." "Oh, Henry, we must help the poor b ir d . " "Yes, we m ust," said Henry.

So they fo llo w e d the b ird to h is n e s t.

There they saw two l i t t l e b ird s ly in g down. Tracy said to Henry, "What can we do?" Then Henry s a id , " F ir s t w e 'l l have to g e t them warm." " I s th a t a l l we can do?" asked Tracy. "Yes, t h a t 's a l l we can d o ," said Henry.

The b ird thanked them. Then Tracy and Henry went home.

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One day in New Mexico there was a bank robber in town.

When he heard th a t, John SCREAMED. And I s a i d , " L e t 's so lve the m y s te ry l" A day passed by and then we found the robber in a bank w ith a gun. We c a lle d the p o lic e and they caught him and put him in j a i l . *

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BY KAREN BRUFLAT Once upon a time I went in to the garden and I said to m yself,"W hat happened? I must be dreaming; a l l the tre e s have blossoms, a l l the flo w e r s have buds; i t lo o k s so p r e t t y . " And w h ile I was lo o k in g , th ere were baby animals there to o . I was so happy I couldnyt le a v e .

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GRAHAM CRACKERS AND MONSTERS It was a rainy, dark and lonely night. Juanita and I were walking home. All of a sudden, Juanita bumped into a purple and pink spotted monster. "Eek, Cristina! Let's get out of here!11 she screamed.

We tore down the street toward Juanita's home.

"Hi, Mom! We're home!" Juanita said as we burst in the door. "Guess what we saw? A monster!"

"Oh, Juanita, look at you," said her mom. '!'lt's raining and you went out without a raincoat!" Juanita's mother spanked her and we went to bed.

The next day Juanita got up and then she woke me up. We decided to go on a camping trip. So we packed our camping equip­ ment and started off. When we got to the woods we walked a little and then we found a nice green grassy place and there was a stream right by it. £ £ We set our tents up and Juanita's fell back down so I had to help her get it back up again. Then we went to bed.

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Then we went for a little walk when all of a sudden we saw the monster again. I thought it was just the Graham crackers and milk making me have hallucinations. But no! It looked exactly like the first monster we saw. We ran and ran back to our camping place and grabbed all our stuff and ran as fast as we could.

When we got to Juanita's house her mother was so glad to see us safe and sound that she gave us a bowl of Graham crackers and milk and sent us straight to bed!

Cristina Floriani

A BATTLE AT FORT POINT My name is Sergeant Christopher Forter. a lonely, little room.

I live at Fort Point in

I was out guarding when a cannonball hit in the center of the fort.

I ran to the top of the fort and looked over the bay. I saw an enemy ship,on the bay. People were running all over.

Just then, on the coast, I saw some soldiers marching toward our fort. man.

I saw people loading cannons.

I volunteered.

One cannon was missing his 1st

By accident one man put the gunpowder and cannonball in backwards and the cannon blew-up.

We had already killed the soldiers and one enemy boat. There was one more boat to destroy.

I destroyed it in a way I would never do again.

I put a cannon on a rowboat. Then I fired it off. There was so much pressure from the cannon that my boat flew back to the beach.

Christopher Forter

LIFE AS A STABLE BOY IN THE 1860’S

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,1 work at San Juan Bautista as a stable boy. Here is my schedule. I get up at 5:00 a.m., clean the carriages, horses, and the leather and feed the horses. At 7:00 I eat, get the horses all harnessed up and ready to go. I go to the fields and work until 10:30. Between 11:30 and 5:30 my business starts (l have a fifteen minute lunch break). I close at 9:00, eat at 9:30 and go to bed at 9:^5.

My job between 11:30 and 5:3^ is giving people their carriages, trade tired horses for fresh ones, and for, people who stop at the hotel, I take care of their horses.

I live in a small room with a stove to cook with, a bed, a chair, and a trunk.

I like this quiet town rather than the excitement of San Francisco.

Charles Tuff 1i RAINY DAYS Rai;n, Rain, Rain, Rain That's all I hear these days Loud, Soft plop,, plunk, plop Gutters dripping Ditches full to their rims Some thunder-boom! boom! boom!

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Yober, Mrs. Lober ACT 1:

In Yober's room in the year 3502.

Yober: Hi I I live on Mars. I'm also a Martiail.

Mrs. Lober: Yober? Yober where a he you?

Yober*: In my room, Mom. Mrs. Lober (walking into Yober's room): If you want to go to The New Great America you'll have to clean your room!

Yober (sighing): Mom, why do I always have to clean up my room?

Mrs. Lober: Because, it's a mess!

Yober (taking a special gadget out of her drawer that puts every­ thing in its place - Zap! The room is suddenly neat.): I'll be right there.

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At The New Great America

Mrs. Lober: Yober, what rides do you want to go on Yober: The Tidal Wave, The Demon, The Bumper Cars Mrs. Lober: You can't go on the Tidal Wave!

Yober: Why not?

Mrs. Lober: Because it's too dangerous!

Yober: I'm going on the Demon, Ok? Mrs. Lober: Yes, you may. Have fun!

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Later at home.

Yober: Mom, I feel sick.

Mrs. Lober: That's because you went on the Demon too many times.

Yober: Yea, I guess you're right, Mom. Well I'm going to take a nap now.

Mrs. Lober: Well, good nap, Yober.

Yober: I'll see you at 5 o'clock. Mom. Mrs. Lober: I'll be making dinner Yober (waking up from her nap, looking sick and groaning): I don't want to go to Great America until next year!

Mrs. Lober: That's a good idea!

Susie Kemp

A SPACEY SCHOOL "Scott Weston, Scott Weston to Mr. Amburg's office," came over the loud speaker just as I was writing a story for my news­ paper, The New York Times, but I went reluctantly. I couldn't possibly think what he would want with me at this time of day!

Was something wrong?

Just as I walked into his office he greeted me with a warm welcome, "Scott, my best reporter, how are you on this fine day?"

Now I knew something was wrong! He said, "Scott we all know you are very educated and very smart." (l had to agree with him there but I kept quiet.) i would like you to go to a new school that has just started.

I think it might be a real scoop. (l thought to myself, "A school - hmmmm an easy job.") Of course I'll go."

"Great!" He said, "I'll just give you the location of the school, it's on Pluto!"

"But Mr. Amburg! Pluto is a LONG way away!" I exclaimed.

"Just get on the Express Shuttle to Pluto, it will only take about a week!"

"But, but Mr. Amburg!"

"Quiet, Weston! just pack your bags and I'll have a taxi take you downtown."

When I got downtown to the shuttle station, two hours later I was on the shuttle. Just as I sat down, Zoom! we were off!

When I got off the Express I saw a sign that said school, so I followed where it told me to go. Then I saw the school! It was strange! But then I saw the kids, they were even stranger!

I wanted to leave, but I remembered what Mr. Amburg said so I walked up to one of the kids and asked him what grade he was in.

He said, "B738kOSV." "Oh," I said again. "What sports do you play?"

"I play Electronic Frizobot," he said.

"Well, I'm from New York. My name is Scott Weston and I play Footbal1."

"Nu Ork, Ott Eston and Oootal1, hmmmm," and he walked off.

"Wait," I called after him. "Can I come and meet your teacher?"

"Teacr?"

"No, teacher I" "You mean Robot G+2? Well, ok."

After we got down to the class room I was still wondering what grade he was in since I couldn't understand him the first time. He said, "Sorry, G+2 is out."

"Well," I said, "why don't you show me your desk?"

"Ok," he said. Then he showed me a big computer sort of table, that had all sorts of buttons on it.

I asked, "Where's your pencil?"

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(A SPACEY SCHOOL CONT.) ''Button FL see?" and he pushed a Button, then said, "Ott," into a speaker, then pushed the button once more and all of a sudden "Ott" was written on a piece of paper. It was a perfect "Ott"!

"If you want to write in evisruc you push button FE, see?" and he wrote a very good Ott in cursive.

After he showed me all these wonderful things, such as students sitting at tables full of all kinds of computers, or making art work with laser beams or watching things that took place hundreds of years ago on TV. It was magnificent!

When I got back to earth I knew I had a story that would change all education on earth!!!!!

Cathy Docter THE FUTURE MACHINE One day I was watching TV and drinking Coke. Suddenly a big round saucer landed in my room. It was silver and had lots of buttons. I went in. A glass covered the open­ ing after me. I pushed a button because I thought it would open the window. Instead it made the saucer fly off in space!

I pushed another button. It gave me a big drink of blue bubbly stuff.

It tasted like Coke. I pushed another button. It was green and had nails and saws and hammers on it. I tasted it. The pizza crust was cookies and the nails, saws and hammers were candies!

After I finished, I landed on a planet.

I saw a man in gold. "What planet is this?" I asked him. "It is the planet Earth," he said. it does not look like Earth," I said* "That is because it's in the four thousandth century," he said. " Anyway," I said, "I'm starved! ,you have hamburgers?" "What are hamburgers, is it ham that comes out of your nose?" "No, no, it is two buns and in the center of it there is a piece of meat and some lettuce, pickles, catsup!" "Oh you mean Holakameras! You get them at Menolaforsoulamehorasa." "What a long name. We call it MacDonalds!"

Conan Cheung

THE M&M MARI IANS One night when I was sleeping, I was all alone. My mon and dad had gone out to dinner. They said they wouldn't be back until two o'clock. My brother and sister had gone to a dance. Suddenly I heard something!

It was getting closer and closer every second.

I got out of bed and went outside to see what was wrong. I saw a big flying saucer with a shining light on top of it. Suddenly som weird M&M Martians with a lot of purple and green veins shot a laser gun at me. It paralyzed me for ten hours.

The Martians put me in their spaceship and took me to their leader. He was sitting in a big chair. He said, "Operate on him t see what a human body looks like and what is in it.

The Martians took me in a little room. Then they put me on a tiny bed with wheels.

When they finished operating they brought me back home. I jumped in bed and went to sleep. The next morning my mom asked me if I was scared last night and I didn't answer.

Matt Derry

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MYSTERY AT SAN JUAN BAUTISTA I'm Karen. I'm 10.. at San Juan Bautista.

I live in the Castro-Breen adobe house

I feel sorry for the cashier at the Plaza Hotel. staying there so he isn't getting paid much.

Nobody is

It's a miracle! A stout little man just walked into the Plaza Hotel! Carrying nothing, he walked briskly to the church.

I think I'll go to my room and work on my dress. It's all sorts of bright colors. It's for the bull and bear fight tomorrow.

It's about 10 minutes after that man came and now a tall skinny man just went into the Plaza Hotel. He also, carrying nothing walked briskly to the church.

Did you hear the news?

Plaza Hotel! Who stole it?

Someone stole a famous painting from the Maybe one of those men stole it.

Everybody is looking for the painting but me because I've got to do my chores. My chores are weeding the garden and setting the table.

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AH, THIS IS THE LIFE You all remember Mopsy and Flopsy and that rabbit family.

Well this is a different story when they were a little bit older.

Mopsy and Flopsy were very, very tired of getting pushed around by their fourteen brothers and sisters at mealtime. Their brothers and sisters, got all the carrots and lettuce leaving Mopsy and Flopsy with carrot tops or something like that.

"I'm tired of eating carrot tops. Let's get out of here," said Mopsy. "Good idea," answered Flopsy. So they packed up their stuff, sneaked out of the door, got on their bicycles, and rode to their friend Poopsey's house.

Mrs. Poeboy opened the door. a grouchy voice.

"What do you want?" she asked in

"Well," Mopsy said shyly, "we don't like it at our house, and we wanted to know if we could live here." Mrs. Poeboy is a very unusual lady, so she let them stay. Mopsy and Flopsy put their stuff down in Poopsey's room and went out to play.

"Do you want to play softball?" Mopsy asked Poopsey. "Nah, let's read." So they read. After all, it's not Mopsy's house. At dinner they got first pick of fried carrots and first pick of cup­ cakes. After dinner, Mopsy and Flopsy walked into the living room, lay down, patted their stomachs and said, "Ah, this is the life!"

That night, Flopsy asked Poopsey, "Let's watch Mork and Mindy."

"Nah," said Poopsey, "let's watch Charlie's Rabbits." So that's what they watched. After all, it's not Flopsy's house!

The next morning they had French carrots and carrot juice, and after breakfast, Mopsy and Flopsy went into the living room, lay down, patted their stomach and said, "Ah, this is the life!"

"Let's play Monopoly," suggested Mopsy. "Nah," answered Poopsey, "Let's play Parchesi." So that's what they played. After all, it's not Mopsy's house!

Well, Mopsy and Flopsy were getting tired of doing everything that Poopsey wanted to do, and nothing that they wanted to do.

Poopsey was pure, spoiled brat! They decided to go back home, They got their stuff together, said goodbye to Poopsey, got on their bikes and rode home.

But when they got home they were so glad to see their brothers and sisters they hugged them each for one whole minute. Then they looked at their mom, tears in her eyes, and they hugged her for five minutes!

As the years rolled on, they got first pick at mealtime every day. And after each meal, they always walked into the living room,lay down, patted their stomachs and said, "Ah, this is the life!"

Becky Miller

.HE TRi ifrPur^ H E NjGHT Every HalloweerTthere is this mSi^cid that always T3Ugs TTs Karen, Cristina, Gilliam, Susie, Susan, Katrina, Monica, Cari, Haven, Cathy, Becky, Alex, and I hate going to his house, but we always figure that he might get nice each year but he doesn't. His name is Carlos Harper. He never gives us treats, all he does is his dumb tricks. All the time he puts everything in the wrapper except the candy.

So one day, the day before Halloween, we thought of all sorts^ of tricks to play on him. Haven thought of pulling his dog's tail But I said, "That wouldn't be mean to him - that would be mean to his dog. Besides he doesn't have a dog!" Everybody thought of different ideas but I said, "NO! that won't be nice."

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But all of a sudden I thought of a great idea. "How about scaring him?" I asked. Everybody asked, "How?" at the same time.

I said "By making his house haunted."

Everybody wondered how we would do it. "Everybody, go get some money and bring your bikes! We'll meet back here in five minutes."

When everybody got back we went down to Safeway.

We bought all kinds of Spooky things. When Carlos left to get some more things we sneaked inside and hung everything in hidden places and attached wires and batteries to them. We tried our plan a couple of times to see if it would work. When we heard his car coming up the driveway we ran like anything. Luckily we put all the spooky things back where they belonged.

On Halloween night we went over to his house and I rang the door bell. We screamed, "Trick or Treat!" He wasn't a bit afraid.

He slammed the door. It hit Gillian's fingers and bashed them really badly. We were worried he might not get scared so we left the front door and peeked in the window. He was sitting in front of the fire­ place. All of us pushed our buttons, we heard all these screams, Yipe! AAhh! Eeeek! Aahhh! Help! After twenty minutes of this we pushed our buttons again and ran to the front door. I rang the door­ bell once more. He opened the door and dumped all the candy in our bags. Ever since he's been nice, But just in case we left our spooky things there.

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One night when I was home alone with my brother, we were watching T.V. when I heard a sound outside. My brother said, "Let's go see what it is," so we went outside to look.

We saw a giant spaceship coming down toward our backyard. Then the spaceship landed and two creatures came out. They had purple bodies and only one eye. They ran after us trying to catch us. I tried to call the police but the Martians did something to kill the powe r.

I told my brother to try to get help, but one of the Martians hit him with his freeze ray. I hid under the table but I had to sneeze.

A-chool The Martians heard me! They captured me. They took me and my brother back to their planet.

When we got there they took us to their king. I couldn't understand what he was saying but I think he didn't like us. The guards took us to a giant arena. They were going to release a giant monster that looked like a three nosed Moongoose.

I got an idea. I took a piece of bubble gum out of my pocket and gave it to one of the guards. He didn't know what to do with it.

I showed him how to chew it and he liked it. My brother and I passed out gum to all the guards. They were so interested in the gum they forgot all about us and releasing the monster. Then we sneaked to the launching base, got a spaceship and flew home.

David Weibel

CHARLES THE MONSTER fly One dark night Chris F. , Charles and I were walking down a street when Charles fell in the sewer. He shouted, "HELP! SOMETHING IS PULLING ME INTO SLIMY STUFF!" Chris F. and I ran back to the club­ house and got a rope. When we came back Charles wasn't there.

Chris and I dropped the rope and jumped in. Some octopus creature pulled us into a laboratory. We saw Charles tied up on an operating table! There was a man standing by Charles. He said, "Hi! I am Dr. G. T. Smiley." "What are you going to do to him?" we asked anxiously.

"I'm going totake a monster's brain and put it into Charles' head.

Then I will take his brain and put it in themonster's head!" said Dr. Smiley.

We started to run but some monsters grabbed us amd took us to a Jail. We asked, "Who is going to give us our food?" "Nobody!" said the guard.

That night Chris and I squeezed through the jail bars. After that we tiptoed to the lab. Wesaw Charles on the table.We unstrapped him and left. We crept out of the lab and ran!

When we got home my mom asked where we went.

Mom, we just went for a walk!"

We said, "Oh, nowhere,

Jonathan Kitamura

'THE DAY OF THE MIRACLE MOTOR" One strange day Fats, a first grader brought his toy truck to school.

He squeezed in. He fitl This surprised everyone! Well, at recess he squeezed in again and suddenly the truck started to move! Wow! And there was a motor! And it worked I He started to drive around, Vroom, Vroom, "Watch out, Mr. Towner!" That was a close call!

Phew! Well, Vroom, Vroom. He was going under the bars, over benches and between huge trees! He even hit a lunch box and an orange rolled out!

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Later, he almost ran into Miss Boy, was she mad!

After school when he showed his friend Ralph, he crashed into trees and ruined Mrs. Twain's (Fat's mom) favorite flowers.

When Fats got in he went straight through his mother's legs!

The next day at school he tried to go through Mr. Towner's legs.

The motor stopped right under Mr. Towner! He was furious!

What happened to Fat's motor?

He looked all over for it. It was there! But it didn't start! Why? Why did it work yesterday and not today? It is really a cheap old motor. Yesterday was the strangest day of my life - the day of the "mi racle motor!"

Susan Smith

•* MY BROTHER THE CREEP My brother's name is David. He is three years old and has blue eyes, dirty blond hair and is a scooter! He scoots around eating cookies, dropping cookie crumbs on the floor, messing my room, tearing my homework, kicking my cat, and grabbing cookies again. He takes a pit stop only for his nap and T.V. I remember a terrible day when my brother was one and a half years old. We were getting ready to go to Great America.

My Mom, David, Jackie, and I were going. Suddenly, Mom's button flew off!

She exclaimed, "0 dear! My button came off." She went to find her sewing kit. She then found it, but she didn't know that an open safety pin fell out of her sewing kit. Suddenly, while my Mom was sewing on the button, David started throwing up! "What's the matter David?" asked my mother. "Oh dear, dear!" My mother quickly rushed David to the hospital. Into the operating room went David!

I was the one who had to sit in the waiting room. I waited for hours. Was it boring?! The doctor came out and said that David had swallowed an open safety pin! Well, finally my dad came and took me home. Then it came to me. We_ couldn't go to Great America! Boy was I mad!

My brother stayed in the hospital for the night and he came home in the morning with a hospital night-gown on. Did he look silly! So now we keep our safety pins away from David.

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THE ROBBERY OF TEE SILVER PLATTER Smudgy and Pudgy were two r o b b e r s . away with a b i g h a u l . one day,

They had g o t te n

And as they were r e a d i n g the paper

Snudgy saw an ad

i n the newspaper s a y i n g :

PURE SILVER PLATE FOR SALE Pudgy f i n a l l y

spoke up.

"We c a n ' t buy i t

but we can

steal i t . " "But th er e i s Pudgy s a i d ,

a German Shepherd!

"We can l u l l

Smudgy s a i d .

the dog to s l e e p . "

So Pudgy and Smudgy went to the house, opened the g a t e ,

and when they

the f e r o c i o u s dog h u r l e d h i m s e l f at the

robbers.

So Pudgy s a i d i n a n a s a l v o i c e ,

of here,"

and s t a r t e d

" L e t ' s g e t out

to run.

L a t e r Smudgy and Pudgy went around the back and opened a window and climbed i n . wanted to crawl

through.

Smudgy w a s n ' t sure he

He had go tte n a s c a r from the

dog and was a f r a i d he would nurt h i m s e l f .

"Come o n , "

s a i d Pudgy.

man preach in t h e r e , time to s t e a l

and i f

"The l a d y i s g o i n g to have a we d o n ' t h u r r y ,

the p l a t t e r ! "

Pudgy found the p r e c i o u s , a little a ve ry

bit

we w o n ' t have

tarnished,

qu a i n t p l a t t e r .

I t was

but th a t d i d n ' t m a tt e r.

eminent l a d y came i n .

J u s t then

She was very i r a t e

to see

th at Pudgy had her p l a t e ,

and he was about to convey i t

with him out the window.

She put Pudgy i n j a i l ,

Smudgy was found under a bush.

and then

He and Pudgy were punished

badly.

When I

first

came to P h i l l i p s

nervous and w o r r i e d . a l s o ve ry sad.

When I

Towner was t h e r e . around.

Brooks School,

I had j u s t moved up from L . A . came to school

the f i r s t

I was

d a y , Mr.

The day b e f o r e school he had showed me

In my o l d school our headmaster was n e v e r t h e r e .

He never p l a y e d games with us l i k e Mr. he was ne ver so good at i t , Mrs.

I was

Towner d i d .

And

too!

Westmoreland i s l i k e

a mother.

When we went to

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Outdoor Education,

I was very homesick,

but Mrs.

Westmoreland r e a l l y hel p e d me.

The p e o p l e were d i f f e r e n t , girl

came up to me and s a i d ,

W ell!

I was n e v e r , Well,

The f i r s t

that

so s u r p r i s e d i n my l i f e ! !

day o f s c h oo l!

"time f l i e s

day a

"Do you want to p l a y ? "

t h i s y e a r has gone by so f a s t

remember the f i r s t That i s

ev e r,

too.

tha t I

This a l l

don't

even

proves one t h i n g .

when y o u ' r e having f u n " ! !

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RIDDLES What i s

a sleeping bull?

(a bull What i s

green with f l y s ?

(fly s What i s (

do zer)

and guacamole)

a toad cro s se d with horns?

a horned toad)

DEMOCRATIC CAT

ACROBAT CAT "Oh,

There was a cat

drat!"

Said the tab b y c a t.

who was a good a c r o b a t ,

He s a i d d ra t

But he was round

because

because

He met up with a bat

He went s p l a t

Who was an a r i s t o c r a t

on the ground.

And The t a bb yca t was a democrat

BY

There once was a g i r l

from C a l c u t t a

Whose br ead w o u l d n ' t accept b u t t e r .

She t r i e d And l e t I

some cream

out a scream

s h o u l d ' v e t r i e d more butt

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1HJS WUT MYSTERY

One day T r i c k e r y B u s h t a i l , who was a s q u i r r e l ,

walked

home through the woods and up to h i s apartment on Chopper Lane.

I t was a g i g a n t i c apartment t r e e where many animals

lived.

Robinson Cornnut was up to no good a g a i n . l i t t l e Henny P e c k e r ’ s corn, about Henny,

the l i t t l e

and he knew i t !

He had s t o l e n

T r i c k e r y thought

chipmunk who was always p o l i t e ,

ki n d,

and n ev er did anything wrong.

In school

th a t day Robinson was caught by te a c h e r

Dackery, when he was t e a s i n g E l l i e Branch,

also a s q u ir r e l.

T r ic k e r y t o l d h i s mother and f a t h e r what happened.

They

ex pl ain ed to him th a t Robinson p r o b a b l y wanted a t t e n t i o n .

The next day Robinson w a s n ' t around a t a l l . show up to go to the f a i r .

He d i d n ' t

When T r i c k e r y went to g e t a

newspaper at the Woodland Market,

he read a s e c t i o n i n the

newspaper th at s a i d Farmer P i c k l e s had been robbed o f 25 n u ts ,

ac o rn s,

and more nuts.

l e f t not a c l u e . se ar ch in g f o r

The r o b b e r ,

whoever i t was,

The Packery P o l i c e o f Bears were d e s p e r a t e l y

the t h i e f ,

f o r Farmer P i c k l e s grew most o f the

food f o r the town.

I t was Monday a f t e r n o o n , home.

and T r i c k e r y f o l l o w e d Robinson

He look ed i n s i d e and saw a sack with 25 nuts i n i t .

But when he turned to go back to h i s house,

Robinson caught

him.

"What i n h e a v e n ' s name a re you doing h e r e ! " Robinson s a id sharply.

"I-I-I'm

m m l o o k i n g f o r my watch,

few minutes a g o , "

which I

dropped a

Trickery said.

T r i c k e r y then caught s i g h t o f some nuts down the basement

, for

the doors were op en."So y o u ' r e the one who

was s t e a l i n g from Farmer P i c k l e s ! " he s a i d .

T r i c k e r y ran away so Robinson c o u l d n ' t the next day he t o l d the whole c l a s s .

say any thin g,

A f t e r school

f o l l o w e d Robinson home and h i d i n the bushes, th at r a s c a l

o f a raccoon,

Robinson,

and re a c h i n g f o r another sack. down tne ro ad .

The c l a s s

and

they a l l

and they saw

dumping the l o a d o f nuts

He ra c e d out o f the door and

stopped him and went to the p o l i c e .

The P h i l l i p s Brooks School i s You l e a r n

really

cool,

so much, your b r a i n almost pops,

T h e r e ' s math,

language,

reading,

too,

Of co u rs e t h e r e ' s P . E .

Y o u 'll In

l o v e th a t

t h i s poem,

,too.

I'd

This school i s

lik e

great,

I h e a r the school b e l l

to say, and I

can 't wait u n til

rin g i t s nice clean,

Clear ring.

THE WIND The wind i s

s w i f t and s o f t ,

It

is

f i e r c e and g e n t l e ,

It

c o o l s you o f f on a hot day,

The wind blows It

the t r e e s and f l o w e r s ,

waves the g r a s s i n

And I wish I

the f i e l d s ,

coul d be as s w i f t as the wind.

— -Q ,

BY

THE MAN There was a man Who s a t i n a can-

£

He w a it e d a w h i l e And gave a smil e.

He a t e candy a l l

night

And put up a f i g h t He had a w i f e Who p l a y e d a f i f e .

He had a son Who p l a y e d the drum That poor o l d man J u s t s a t i n a can.

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Who go t h i m s e l f l o s t i n the sand,

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While b e i n g sent to convey p r e c i o u s l e t t e r s , ^ — He saw something that made him f e e l I t was a b i g

ferocious

bett

dog,

Who was h u r l i n g h i m s e l f at

the f o g .

On the road th at was ne xt i n h i s choic Was a man with a l a r g e n a s a l v o i c e .

He was r e c o g n iz e d to be q u i t e

eminent,

And the boy wished the o t h e r way h e ' d went, For the man had begun to p re ac h , And i t

r u in e d the q u a i n t l i t t l e

beach.

The young man went to g e t i n h i s c a r And he saw on i t

was a huge s c a r .

The s c a r had begun to t a r n i s h , So he went and caught a f i s h .

Then he made a l o n g f l u t e , And I

think i t

is

cute.

He decided to l u l l But he s t i l l

the w a v e s r

had to l e a r n how to p l a y ,

And t h a t ' s where he s i t s

to t h i s day.

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once knew a f e l l a named I k e

Who g o t a new te n- sp ee d b i k e He went zooming along And y e l l e d

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" T h i s i s l o t s more fun than aL t r i k e ! " BY

The F i f t h Grade c l a s s has l o t s The F i f t h Grade i s

of class

the b e s t c l a s s

The F i f t h Grade c l a s s i s

a b e t t e r c l a s s out o f 3, 4,

The F i f t h Grade c l a s s i s

the b e s t c l a s s

Because the t ea ch e r has l o t s

of class.

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There was an o l d man with a s c a r , who went to work in a used c a r .

He had a ve ry n a s a l v o i c e , and used to preach i n a R o l l s Royce.

He had a v e ry p r e c i o u s

snake,

th a t was f e r o c i o u s and i r a t e .

H is

snake,

the o l d man used to h u r l ,

then a f t e r w a r d gave i t

a pearl.

He had a dog that was ve ry q u a i n t , t n a t i n h i s o l d age became a s a i n t .

When the man was young h i s neck he t a r n i s h e d , h i s brand new f o r d he used to v a r n i s h .

The man was very

eminent,

and made h i s house o f quick d r yi n g cement.

Hi s c a t he always used to l u l l , and then h i s c a t ,

he seemed q u i t e d u l l .

The messages he does convey, and he s t i l l

does to t h i s day.

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Once I

dreamed I was an oc topus.

a whole bunch o f arms.

Then a shark t r i e d ra c e d a f t e r me.

I

cou ld

I t was n e a t .

I had

eat and do a l o t o f t h i n g s .

to g e t me.

I

ran on shore and the shark

I knocked on the door o f Mr.

S p id e r and

asked him to he l p me.

He spun a web around the shark and

he ran screaming i n t o

the ocean.

i n t o my mom's and d a d ' s room.

Then I woke up and ran

My mom and dad t o l d me to

go d o w n s t a ir s and have some K o o l a i d e and I would f e e l b e t t e r .

I was d r i n k i n g my K o o l a i d e when a b i g shark jumped out and b i t my head o f f .

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I woke up and I had dreamed a g a i n .

BY

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SUPER-DOG Meet Chuck C h a n c e l l o r the Superdog, Chuck i s

o r Super-Chuck.

an i c e cream man who changes i n t o a hero i n an

i c e cream f r e e z e r i n f i v e at 180 m.p.h.

and i s

and a h a l f seconds.

friendly.

Here i s

He can f l y

an ep isode o f Chuck.

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The boy was s a y i n g ,

"The man took my i c e cream."

Chuck saw the man and took o f f a f t e r him.

In h i s

truck

Chuck p r e s s e d a button which changed h i s h e a d l i g h t s i n t o i c e cream b a l l caught him,

shooters.

He h i t

the man with the i c e cream,

and made him buy the boy a new i c e cream cone.

AN INCREDIBLE SURVI'V A g r e a t moment took p l a c e in H a l f Moon Bay t h i s noon!

after­

A mounted patrolman saved a baby whale tha t was

washed up on sno re.

The whale was as s t i l l

as anything,

so the policeman roped him and took him to a sea animal v e t e r i n a r i a n p l a c e f o r sha rk s,

wha les ,

fish,

and many

o th er animals.

The baby whale i s now s a f e , aquarium!

sound,

and w e l l

at the

Now t h a t ' s one o f the most d i f f e r e n t but g r e a t

j ob s f o r a mounted patrolman I ' v e

ever heard o f

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A GIRL NAKED STRAWBERRY Once upon a time t h e r e l i v e d Her r e a l name was B e r r y ,

a girl

but p e o p l e c a l l e d h e r Str awberry

oecause she picked s t r a w b e r r i e s a l l ba t on h er head.

named Str aw be rry ,

day and wore a straw

She and h er f a m i l y were s l a v e s .

one b r o t h e r and h i s name was John. was b o r i n g f o r S t r a w b e r r y ,

Picking straw berries

but she never t r i e d

Every day they got up a t 6 A.M.

She had

to run away.

and went to bed a t 7:30P.M.

One day the f a m i l y heard tha t a la w had been passed s a y i n g t ha t a l l h e r f a m il y

the s l a v e s were r e l e a s e d .

jumped f o r

joy.

s l a v e s were r e l e a s e d .

Ohio on f o o t . a forest

The next af te rn oo n a l l

the

Stra wb er ry and h er fa m i l y went to

When they f i n a l l y

and b u i l t

S tr aw be rr y and

got t h e r e ,

they went i n t o

a house out o f t r e e s .

One day Straw ber ry went to the town 's t r a d i n g post to t r a d e the th i n g s h e r f a t h e r had made f o r a cow.

S tr aw be rry got a cow and a baby p i g , home,

everybody had milk f o r

had b u i l t

also.

the f i r s t

When she got

time s i n c e they

t h e i r own house.

Next they b u i l t with squash,

a s t a b l e and then p l a n t e d a garden

potatoes,

tomatoes,and s t r a w b e r r i e s .

The

f a m i l y l i v e d h a p p i l y f o r as l o n g as they l i v e d .

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Snow i s

frosting,

Looks l i k e S lo w ly i t

s u g a r, gets

When you r o l l

thickly

t a s t e s l i k e w a te r,

smaller, in i t ,

BOO H00 H00 , I ' v e

spread,

smaller,

smaller.

you come and say,

got the f l u .

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RED Red i s a rose, A bright blazing color, The color of your garden, Or a bright red garden hose.

Red i s the color o f Mork And a bright ki te .

Red i s a beaut ifu l sight, Red i s d e f i n i t e l y not the color of night.

Red i s the color of Stanford, And the bright color of f i r e , And the sun.

And that i s tne story

This i s the story about me, Sam. l i v i n g with a man named Pat.

I'm a fox.

I'm

Well, l e t me t e l l you how

I got into this mess!

I was walking along, you know, just batting to death every mouse I saw, when suddenly Pat, the f o r e s t ranger, came along and found me.

Of course, I backed up and tr ie d

to get away, but he had a giant net with him.

You know

what that means f o r us foxes.

Curtains!

When we reached his house, he fed me some fox food.

I t tasted more l i k e dog food!

Then he b u i l t my house.

I had everything- TV., bed, l i v i n g room, dining room, everything!

So t h a t 's my story,

everyone, f o r now I'm just as

RED I see red in an autumn l e a f .

I see red in the summer sunset.

I see red in Santa's Christmas s u it , And the f i r e that glows in the f i r e p l a c e .

I hear the red bir ds singing.

I hear f i r e engines clanging.

I hear the red f ir e cr a c ke r s bursting in the a i r on Fourth of July night.

I smell red spaghetti sauce.

I smell red roses in the garden.

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I smell the red candles Burning on the mantel.

I l i k e red best f o r myself.

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Alex A1trocchi

Laurice Cheung

Talbott Crowell

Jill Baneth

Randy Burgess

Richard Canton

Rudy Driscoll

Charlotte Henriksen

Sarah Hinman

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Morgan Sch i11ing

Kirsten Lighthouse

Christina McLeod

Wendy Osborne

Heather Smith

Robert Torbett

Pilar Woodman

Tamako Yahagi

CLASS HISTORY Now all my years at Trinity Parish and Phillips Brooks are coming to an end. As I look back on these seven years I remember great things.

In kindergarten Mrs. Lyman was very kind and she always had a band-aid on hand.

I learned a great deal in first grade because Miss Root was a great teacher.

In second grade we did The Sound of Music. Tasha would often come to school. We had a superb Hobby Show in third grade with our wonderful teacher, Mrs. Monnot. In fourth grade, Mrs. Landreth provided great field trips including the overnight to Inverness We also filmed a spectacular movie! Mr. T. was a great math teacher in fifth grade, and Mrs. Westmoreland taught me very much (especially English and History)! We had exciting field trips to the Exploratoriurn, State Capi tol , etc.

Here I am in sixth grade with the fantastic teacher, Mrs. Altrocchi, who has something in common with Mrs. Westmoreland, English! Although it gets boring at times, I'll always remember what they taught me!

Now we are approaching the Science Fair, the Picnic, graduation, and other memorable events.

I have learned very much from other teachers in my seven years at this school. Marcia and Stan have had a great P.E. program at Phillips Brooks. I especially have to thank Mr. T. for making Phillips Brooks the great school it is, and I hope everybody at Phillips Brooks School in years to come has as much fun and learns as much as I did!

We'll miss you, P.B.S! Lisa Anderson NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTIONS THAT I MADE IN 4TH GRADE...

Things that I will do this year: I will try to do more practicing for my piano.

I will try to be nice to my family and not so mean.

I will try to study more for school.

I will try not to be so noisy.

Things I want to do this year: I want to finish my measure that I started.

I want to see my cousin again.

I want to go to Lake Tahoe with my grandparents.

I want to be friends with Tamako as long as I can.

- Laurice Cheung Resolutions: I will I will

try try

not to fight with my brotherand not bug mymom. to use my little voice. Andbebetter in theclassroom - Sarah Hinman

School betters: In school I would like to be better in Math, History and behave in class better.

I would like to be better in P.E. - Morgan Schi11ing

CLASS HISTORY My years I have spent at Trinity Parish and Phillips Brooks School have been very fulfilling. Although I hate school, my years have been super 1 First, I will start off with kindergarten through 4th grade at Trinity and 5th and 6th at Phillips Brooks School.

Kindergarten - Mrs. Lyman was a very nice teacher as I remember.

She devoted most of her time to us although we really didn't understand much.

1st Grade - Miss Root was great. Even though she was strict and pulled you by the ear lots of times, it was a nice class.

2nd Grade - 2nd grade classs wasn't really what I remember best but Miss Schwarz was great because she put so much time into our stupendous plays.

3rd Grade - Mrs. Monnot was one of the nicest teachers in 3rd grade.

If you said you had to go to the bathroom during class, she would say, "We might as well put diapers on you and give you a bottle!

It was a pretty good class.

4th Grade - 4th was the best class out of all of them, partly because we went on so many fun, and I mean fun field trips. Mrs. Landreth was a super teacher.

5th Grade - Mrs. Westmoreland was strict but one of the most excellent teachers because I learned a lot from her.

6th Grade - 6th grade, this year, was the greatest of them all.

What makes it so terrific is that we get to do a lot of fun things like make the yearbook, go on a bay trip, etc.......

Even though Mrs. Altrocchi piles on most of our homework, it was an excellent class, I mean, THE CLASS OF ‘80!

People I haven't mentioned like Mrs. Palmer, Mrs. Harvey, and Mrs. Cargile I'm sorry about because you did a great job too! But this school wouldn't have been so great if it wasn't for Mr. Towner.

When I leave this school, a time as I did! See Ya!

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SCHOOL'S MOST, BEST, AND WORST 6TH GRADE Best couple: Sarah and Talbott Best personality: Laurice and Rudy Best looking: Christina and Morgan Best hairstyle: Alex and Rob Best eyes: Pilar and Rick Best body: Rick and Jill Best athlete: Rick and Alex Best dressed: Lisa and Rick Best face: Kirsten and Talbott Best legs: Allison and Rob

Best desk: Tamako and Morgan Most freckles: Heather and Talbott Most enthusiastic: Jill and Rick Silkiest hair: Tamako and Rudy Biggest mouth: Buddy and Jay Funniest: Heather and Randy Most accident prone: Wendy and Morgan Smartest: Laurice and David Messiest desk: Pilar and Randy

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THE £TH GRADE HIRED A FORTUNE TELLER WHO LOOKED INTO HER CRYSTAL BALL AND THIS IS WHAT SHE SAW: Olympic Star Sports Commentator Super-Star Actress Professional Bum Rock Singer and Professional Fox Person who loves to read Great and Famous Heliocopter Pilot Sucessful Veterinarian Reporter for C.B.C. News Part-time Expert Olympic Athlete Person who takes care of animals Veterinarian Millionai re Professional Stuntman Track Star or Engineer CTJTIES . . .

Famous Horse-back Rider Cop 1 . Kirsten Lighthous Criminal Lawyer 2. Sarah Hinman Teacher 3. Laurice Cheung A. Lisa Anderson 5. Rick Canton 6TH GRADE CENSUS IN THE YEAR 2000 6. Rudy Driscol1 In the year 2000 1 will live in a ...

7. Christina McLeod A house - 11 people 8. Alex Altrocchi B car - 2 people 9. Wendy Osborne C castle - 6 people 10. Jill Baneth D mobile home - 0 people 11. A11ison Sumner 12. Buddy Henriksen In the year 2000 1 will drive a ...

13. Tamako Yahagi A truck - 2 peopl e B go-cart - 0 people C Lamborghini (a sports car) - 13 people D shopping cart - L people

Alex A1trocchi Lisa Anderson Jill Baneth Randy Burgess Rick Canton Laurice Cheung Rudy Dri scol1 Buddy Henriksen Sarah Hinman David Keith Kirsten Lighthouse Christina McLeod Wendy Osborne Jay P itts Morgan Sch i11ing Heather Smi th A11ison Sumner Rob Torbett Pilar Woodman Tamako Yahagi

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I'M A HORSE-SHOE Hello, my name is Shod. I am sitting in a lonely and smelly barn.

My friend said I would be put on one of those humongous, light-footed, weird-looking, but smart horses. Today is the day I get put on.

Here comes the Blacksmith. This place is worse than the barn. Now I am on this truck and pretty soon I will be put on a horse. This horse is ugly-looking but nice. He trots me around a lot. The other shoes are nice to me, but I've never met them in person.

Today is the day I died, because the horseshoer will take me off and I will be dead. So good-by.

Randy Burgess

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SHOWING AT SANTA BARBARA On June 17th, 1980, Jenny, my trainer, Beth, my friend, and I were on our way to the Santa Barbara Show, which started on the 19th. Also coming were our three horses, Delphi, Cappy, and Christopher. They were in the trailer. We had started our journey at *t:00 a.m., and it was now nearing 2:00 p.m.

"There's the city limit. We're finally here! the stables about 2:15 or 2:30," Jenny said.

We'll be at

"Whew. Finally!" Beth and I replied. When we got to the stables the show committee got three stalls together, a tack box, and another large stall for us to sleep in.

"Let's get our sleeping bags out!" Jenny said, so we got them out of the truck. With the sleeping bags, we got our brushes and other grooming and veterinary tools. We got the horses out and put them in their stalls and fed them. Then we cleaned our tack.

On the morning of the show, Beth and I competed in the same class. She got first, and I got second. Then we had a hunter class. I won and she got second. On and off all through the show.

In the end, I got "hi-point," and she got "reserve". On the way home, Beth and I were happy, but we felt mentally drained.

Pilar Woodman

PABLUM Pablum is the best pony I ever rode. She is 12.2 hands high.

Pablum is a good pony; she got me second place in my first show. She is being sold by Pilar Woodman, her owner.

Pablum is a bay, and part Welsh.

Her mane is thick and fluffy.

Pablum is the most wonderful, cutest, gentlest pony I ever knew.

Allison Sumner

AN UNFORGETTABLE DAY One day I was frolicking around with my brother and sister in a green meadow streaked with sunlight. Then ail of a sudden the clouds started covering the sun and a big piece of something fell from the sky in front of us. Luckily, we brought our sweaters. After five minutes of staring, my brother said, “Why don't you get somebody before you get paralyzed from staring at that!"

“Who?" I asked, “And where?"

“Go to the end of this meadow, turn right, go two blocks down and stop at the Missing Person's place. I guess your mind has been paralyzed."

I had a hard time running because of two things. One, I was awkward and I kept falling down, and two, mainly because the wind was stronger than ever and it was blowing against me. By the time I got there, I had fallen for the twenty-ninth time. I made it my thirtieth when I fell into the place. A man said, “Oh, hi, Sally, I've been expecting you. I got al1 the bananas together so — ?“ "I'm not Sally," I answered, “and I don't want any bananas."

“Oh I'm sorry. May I help you?" said the surprised man.

“Yes. Did anybody lose someone from the sky?" 1 asked.

“No, I don't think so. Let me check," said the man, thumbing through the files.

While he was doing that, I looked around. He had two secretaries typing and staring at me, I felt rather stupid.

Just then a girl came in. The man looked up and said, “Hi, Sally, I got all the bananas together for you."

“Thanks. Do you know what I'm going to use them for?" she asked.

“No. What?" he said. Then they started chit-chatting and forgot about me for at least twenty minutes.

“Excuse me, but I am going," I said, rather annoyed, after a while.

I .went back to the meadow. When I got there my brother yelled, “Did you get anyone?"

“No." I said. “ I left."

“What for?" he asked.

I made up an excuse. “Because it smelled rotten in there.

I was about to suffocate!"

“You dummy! But it doesn't matter now. I figured out what it is.

It's a piece of Skylab that fell."

“What Skylab?" I asked stupidly.

“You don't know anything do you! I 'm going to the nearest Astronaut Base. You stay here," he yelled running.

I got bored so I played leap frog with my sister. It didn't work out too well because every time I leaned on her she fell. Finally my brother came back with a couple of people. The people thanked us and told us that they would put the piece of Skylab to recycle. After that I checked my watch and it said 8:30. “We better get going. Bye!" 'I yelled.

When we got home my mother got into a rage. happened and she forgave us. Whew! Relief!

I told her what

Laurice Cheung

THE DAY I MET THE MERCERIANS When I woke up, I looked outside and saw a glowing light coming down straight for my house. I awakened my parents and we all went outside. By that time I could see that the glowing light had been a flying saucer and it had crashed in front of us into the ground. Out came three purple Mercerians with laser guns.

My family and I ran back into the house and locked ourselves in our rooms. I heard the Mercerians walking down the hallway to my room.

Suddenly they were banging on my door to get in. I went into my closet and got out my 22. Then I ran behind the door.

Suddenly the door flew open. Just as the Mercerians stepped into my room, I let'em have it. The next thing I knew my parents walked in and the Mercerians were on the floor. We dragged them outside, put them into their spaceship, fixed their spaceship, and set them flying into space. Then we went off to have some breakfast.

Rob Torbett

THE SWANALLI TREASURE One dreary but cloudy day, my friend, Burt List, asked me to plow two of his four fields. He was quite rich because he loved to look for treasure and always found lots of it. He had ancient bowls and spoons and things from the time before Christ. Burt was a quiet man who looked weathered by the wind and rain. The only person he would show his treasure to was me. Anyway, if you kept the treasure, you had to go to jail if you didn't turn the treasure in to the police.

Burt and I had become friends when we flew in the Air Force together.

We both flew 57 missions in the Second World War. Wqll, anyway, I went over to his house at 8:00 in the morning. When I plowed fields I usually used a wooden peg so if it broke I could use another without any trouble, and it also wouldn't leave the plow behind.

I started plowing back and forth across the field when the peg broke.

I thought I had run over a rock until I saw something glimmer.

It was green with rust and very neat-looking. i dug it out and it was a silver piece the size of a truck tire.

I ran back to get Burt and he came quickly. We started to dig and dug out more and more. When we were done we had dug out seventy-three pieces of silver. Spoons, bowls, plates, etc. Burt was so excited he took them home. I did not take home the treasure because I didn't want it or need it.

I didn't see him for the next three years because he was very busy cleaning the rest of the treasure.

When I did see Burt again he was in jail. The police had found the treasure on an International Search of every home in Swanalli. The museum the treasure was given to named it the Swanalli Treasure because the police found it in Swanalli.

My friend, Burt List, 87, died of old age in jail.

Morgan Schi11ing

MY BROTHER One night my brother said that he didn't want to go to chapel. My parents kept on saying that it would be fun and that Mr. Towner was going to talk to them. But my brother said, "No, no, no, I don't want to go to chapel I" My parents said that he had to. My brother cried for about one and a half hours. I told him all these lies about how I just loved chapel when I was in Kindergarten. He stopped for a moment, but cried again. (By the way my brother's name is Naohisa.)

Finally it was time for bed. Tomozo, who is also my brother, kept on yelling, "Dada, mama, papal" Naohisa stopped crying and laughed.

Then he went to bed.

The next morning, Naohisa yelled, "I don't want to go to Chapel 1!"

Everyone told him for the last time that it would be fun. He didn't say a thing. He went to Kindergarten all right. He also went to chapel. He waved at me several times. I wondered if he liked chapel.

On my way back home, my dad said that Naohisa called his office and said, "I liked chapel so much!" Then 1 said, "I knew he would like chapel !"

I went back home and Naohisa kept yelling that he wanted to go to chapel every day! Then we all told him that we don't go to chapel every day. He yelled again that he wanted to go and that caused another argument.

Tamako Yahagi

MY FAVORITE THING My favorite thing is my Mongoose.

It has a mongoose frame, forks, pedals, cranks, handlebars, and motomag 11's . My bike also has a messenger seat, grab-on grips, and a chrome-molly tuff neck.

I like my bike because it is fun to go off jumps with and I also have a dirt-bike course in my back and front yards. It is really fun riding my bike.

Rick Canton

A TRIP TO MEXICO My mother went to Mexico on April 13th. She came back on April 16th.

When she came back she had brought me a Mexican pen that looks like a Mexican boy. The boy is wearing a red and black sombrero and a green, red, blue, yellow, and white serape. She also gave me a silver ring, a bracelet, and a silver necklace. Last of all she brought back the most gorgeous purse that I have ever seen.

It is red and white.

It has three big pockets and two little ones. I am very happy with all my presents.

Buddy Henriksen

A SCARY NIGHT ON THE BEACH One vacation I went down to Santa Barbara to visit my dad. One night, we went down to Carpenteria to visit some friends that lived on the beach. One of my good friends lived there.

Later that night, my friend, Jolly, and I went for a walk on the beach. We had walked about one-fourth of a mile when we saw a flash­ light shining at us. At first we didn't know what it was, but then we realized what it was and stood there watching. Then we saw a group of eight or ten teenage boys coming towards us. They started to run, so we turned around and ran as fast as we could the long way back. We turned back a little way before we were at her house and they were walking. Then they turned around and started back to where they had come from.

When we came in the house and told everyone what had happened, nobody believed us so we took my dad back to where we had gone. We found the boys who, as soon as they saw my dad, jumped in their cars and drove away because they thought he was going to do something to them.

That is one of the scariest things that has ever happened to me!

Christina McLeod

THE OPEN DOOR One day I was walking down the road. I had just finished babysitting the Johnson twins a good mile away from my house.

I had to walk home at 9:00 p.m. The sky was dark and gloomy and the road 1ike a wet sponge.

Suddenly it started to rain. I ran for an old house so I wouldn't get wet. Suspiciously I opened the door of the deserted mansion. The old wreck was covered in Spider webs and was falling apart everywhere.

I went upstairs quietly and scared. When I opened the door, I felt a cold breeze push against my face. I began to walk forward slowly and then began to f ..

3 fall and , . f fall farther ^ and farther. It was pitch dark. All I could see were colorful, gloomy faces. I started a long dreary scream. I stopped because I knew it was no use. I began to feel like a spinning top. At a moment's notice, I stopped. Surprised and unsure, I got up. The room was pink with black dots. There were three doors in the smill room. I chose the middle door. Slowly I turned the knob. As I carefully opened it, I felt a huge kick. I found mySelf in my house in front of the door.

Quickly I opened the door. The porch was there as usual. I will never forget that night as long as I live.

Jill Baneth

THE MYSTERY OF THE FIVE MEN "What is that noise?" Joe asked?

"I have no idea," Jerry said.

"Why don't we go out and investigate!"

Marcus exclaimed.

That was the beginning of the mysterious story of the five men.

It all started out on a windy day when the fog was piled up to as far as you can see. It was at about one o'clock in the afternoon when there was a loud thump! Five men went out to the big dirt field in British Columbia and started to investigate. All they saw was a piece of wood about six feet four and one foot in width. One of the men, Marcus, was a scientist who had a Ph.D. and a science degree. They looked at the strange thing for almost fifteen minutes. Two of the men, Joe and Jerry, walked very fast to the truck and brought back a camera and five shovels. Jerry, Joe, Marcus, Scott and Jim started to dig.

After five hours of being in the cold, they got to a little handle in the thing.

It was now six-thirty in the night and they still had to find out what it was. They got big floodlights out there and still kept digging. Finally they came to another little handle. They were able to open the thing up. They got it open after five minutes.

It was a tomb, a big tomb like King Tut's. They found steps. They walked down each one of them being very cautious.

It was now five o'clock in the next evening and they got to the room. It was amazing! All of a sudden, they heard a scream, and they all dropped dead. Joe, Jerry, Marcus, Scott and Jim were dead!

That was the mystery of the five men.

It is still not solved.

Heather Smi th

ON A DARK NIGHT It was a dark and stormy night and the fog was as thick as buttermilk. My mother and father had gone out for dinner and I was alone in the house.

I had already eaten dinner and I didn't have anything to do, so I decided to go up in the attic to watch television. The trees were lashing against the house, and somewhere far off a dog howled.

It gave me chills. I turned the channel because I really wasn't up to watching Creature Features. Nothing was on, so I decided to stick with Happy Horrors.

I suddenly heard a faint tapping at the window. I did not dare turn and see what was causing the noise. It was then that I was aware I was being watched.

As I slowly turned around, I noticed a shadow in the far corner.

I could feel myself getting very wan. Suddenly a grovelling, bleeding human stepped out of the corner ... I fainted., when I awoke I was lying on my bed. I turned and looked on my bed table; there was a bottle of excess blood. The figure was standing erect against the wall. Apparently he had hanged himself.

Suddenly I awoke from this horrible nightmare!

Wendy Osborne

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UNDERWATER VISIT One day in my life, I was in Italy. I was swimming in the Mediterranean Sea. I was three years old and was floating in the crystal clear water on a plastic ring. The rest of my family was on the beach. I was by myself. Karen, my make believe friend, was playing a game with me.

Suddenly I felt myself being pulled through the hole of my ring.

I can remember going down to the bottom of the sea. I could see the rocks and sand on the bottom.

My sister looked to check up on me. She didn't see me. She dove in and saved me. I had lots of water inside of me. I will never for­ get that moment when I was being tugged through the ring and was sitting on the bottom of the sea floor.

Alex A1trocchi

AN OLD FRIEND Wearing a gray-blue skirt and top, she stood tall in the doorway.

Her whitish-grayish hair was curled on top of her head. With a polite "hello" she greeted me, put her soft hand in mine, and I walked down the hallway with the elderly woman, I looked up at her, and remembered when she used to care for me when I was younger. Her perfume gave her a fresh, clean, scent.

I felt proud walking with such a loving, caring woman. With the determined look on her face, she looked so powerful I We talked about the past, and I wanted to cry because I hadn't seen her in so long. Also, because we are very close friends. I always remember her with a fun game, an interesting story, or some tasty candy.

What I liked most of all was the fact that she was there to be my friend, to care for me, or to just be there when I needed her.

Li sa Anderson

AN UNFORGETTABLE CHARACTER The weirdest character I ever met was Bill Griffith. Bill Griffith is the creator of Zipper the Pinhead, Griffith Observatory, and much more.

Bill didn't become known until 1979 with Zippy the Pinhead.

The day I first saw him, I thought, "What a strange person!" He looked like, he had not shaved in two days and he seemed to have dressed very hastily. In the end though Bill was really a very nice person.

Oh, and before I forget, Bill Griffith is also a contributor to other mags (l just can't remember which ones).

Jay Pi tts

HOCKEY Down on the field there is a mad rush for the hockey sticks.

Somebody is yelling, "Save one for Mr. Towner!"

Finally the game begins. Mr. Towner drops the ball, and gets out of the way. There are a couple of minor skirmishes for control of the ball, and it soon comes down the field towards an opposing goal with somebody right behind it. A couple of people join up, and pretty soon the ball goes through. Two people have their shins busted, and some­ body almost had a broken finger.

It's not an easy game.

Somebody down the field is yelling, "Popcorn, splints, bandages."

He is now being hit with a hockey stick.

The game goes on for about an hour, and everyone in the turmoi1 is happy.

David Keith

A DOLLAR BILL Today is the opening day for a new dollar to be born. The dollar bill just happens to be me. Today is the one I've been looking forward to for years, well at least months, no maybe it was weeks. Well, anyway, I can't wait.

Most dollar bills are not as excited as I am because they think all people do is put them in their smelly pockets or fold them up in a million squares. Everyone, I'm not going to let them do it to me.

Ladies and gentlemen, children and pets, a star is born.

Kirsten Lighthouse FLYING LESSONS The day was warm and the light poured through the little crack I had made last night.

I looked out through the small crack in the shell and saw the bright sun gleaming above me. I picked at the shell some more. The crack was now wide enough to step through.

Outside everything was quiet and a small breeze occasionally blew the trees' leaves. No one was around so I chirped as loud as I could.

Then a dark shadow moved slowly over me. I looked up; it was my mother.

I watched how gracefully she slowly drifted into the nest. She told me I was going to learn to fly.

First she showed me how to strengthen my muscles. Then she flew off the nest and came back. She said, "Now you try it." I began to tremble; my stomach muscles began to knot. I looked down.

It was really a long way down. Suddenly I fell off of the nest. The ground seemed to be pulling me down. Then, all at once, my mother swooped down and grabbed me by my left wing. That was a close one!

Wendy Osborne

6TKGrade's Lad I have been waiting for this moment for such a long time. I have decided to will my little garbage can (when I couldn't make it to the real can) to Natasha MacNaughton, my 5th grade buddy.

And to Megan Collins my little note holder which Mrs. A. was always trying to get, and failed. To Aubin Crowell, when she gets back from her great trip, I will my chair.

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I, James W. Pitts, being of semi-sound mind and body, will my final belongings to these people....

I will my Bo Derek picture to Christian Schilling.

I will my school shirts to Mrs. A. so she can remember me. I will my pencils to Mrs. Palmer, and the rest to the next 6th grade.

3o s j y Pi Vts I, Allison Sumner, have decided to be very generous this year.

So I will my terrible luck to Alyson Warnick who will need it at Crystal Springs. She also gets my worn binder. My old papers can be tossed.

I will leave that job for Mary Warnick who 1 know will love the job. My chair, books and desks can be left to the garbage men (especially the books). ^ I now rest in peace.

I, Rick Canton, one of the most talented persons in the 6th grade, will my blue erasable pen to Mark Guzy and my ugly brokendown desk to Wes Westmoreland.

I will my chair that says "Rich, Mark" and has red markings to Graham. I will my excellent, great, outstanding looks to Ross Jacobson and my great skill in riding dirt-bikes to Greg Alden. Last but not least, I wi 11 about three dozen "get out of study hall" slips to Graham and Mark Guzy, whom I always see in study hall

the great, fantastic, beautiful Pilar B. Woodman the 1st, will my blue razor point (with a broken tip) to my old time friend, Megan Bogue, my wonderful and faithful desk (which once had some great pictures on it) goes to Boo, my strawberry pen to Natasha, and. last, but not least, I will my fantastic, most intelligent brain to my foxy brother, Nicholas, in Nursery School

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I, Christina McLeod, will my desk to Jennifer Smith in the 5th grade and my chair to Susan Smith in the 4th grade. To Alex Glynn in the 4th grade, I will all my pencils. To Antoinette Nee in the 5th grade, I will all my books. To Cathy Docter, I will my eraser.

Real people act Unusually Dumb because You teachers have Driven them to Rival the streets of Iran.

Schools are torn up Cruelly every One hour unt i1 Lights go out. Then they Lie down and go to bed thinking about the hard school work.

Rudy Driscol1

YOU You are the flowers, You are the flies, You are the morning, and the skies.

You are the night that comes and goes.

You are the people from head to toes.

You are the sunset that shines on us.

You are the elephants and thei r tusks.

You are the person, You are the King.

We are the people and you hear us sing.

Kirsten Lighthouse

v She was dressed in an orange flame-colored dress. Her shoes were black with pointed toes. She had a string of fake pearls around her neck, which almost choked her. Her glasses were pointed with little sparkles in them.

Her face was like an old prune. Her nose was pointed like a broken finger. Her face had seen many a day. Her hair was matted down to her head. Her teeth were stained with a yellow film. Her voice was as creaky as a rusty old saw. She was very tall. She also was very skinny and as bony as a skeleton.

She was very mean and was not the kind who liked to be around children. She was the quiet type. She acted like she was in another world. She never touched her hair, and never brushed her teeth. She would get out of bed in the morning, and then lock herself in the bath­ room. No one knows what she did in there, but she would spend hours in that room. All she ever did was sit and look at the picture of her dead mother. There was something about her, that we may never know.

Sarah Hinman

I, the humble, third shortest in the 1980 6th grade class, will my old ripped but usable eraser to the double-jointed-legged Karen Miller.

I will my broken tip, green eraser pencil to Cristina Floriani and, last but not least, I will my yellow broken rubber band to Tanya Arthur.

I, Jill Baneth, hopefully being of sound mind, will my desk to Natasha MacNaughton, my creaky chair to Megan Bogue, and my smelly socks to Julie Altrocchi. My horrible and hard math papers go to Miss Root and Mr. Towner and my torn-up binder to Craig Bachler.

If they want them, my pencils are for Jonathan Bell and my erasers for Kerri Kauk. For future uses in this school I will my brains to the kindergarten and to Mrs. Altrocchi I leave all my super terrific papers, tests, and book reports.

I, Buddy Henriksen, the smartest and most brilliant 6th grader, will my binder to Greta Eustace. What's left of my liquid paper and pens I leave to my sister Sanne. I will my desk to Julie Gustafson and my chair to Tanya Arthur. Last of al1 I will my good luck to Gem Arthur and Greg Alden.

I've been waiting for this moment and decided to will my desk to Whitney Gates and my chair to Natasha MacNaughton. My pencils and pens go to Denice Cheung. My private, most interesting notes about my class I will to Cortney Lighthouse. To Mr. Towner and Miss Root, all my rotten math papers.

1 will my messed up desk to Wes Westmoreland. My yellow chewed up pencils to Erik Engleman.

I gladly will my math papers, good and bad, to Miss Root. I will my beat-up binder to Sean Huang. All my old uniforms go to Marqi Hinman, my sister.

I, Randy th , 1 to Mark Guzy who could use them. To Andy Beugen I leave my great A's, to Mr. T. 1 will my wrappers, and all my junk food goes to Mrs. Palmer.

I will all of my school books to the Sanitation Department.

I will my desk and chair:to Alden Weaver in the Nursery School.

f To Whitney I will my chair and my desk goes to Aubin. Charles, Geoffrey, and Alison Tuffli get my old pens and pencils. My old yellow binder goes to John Ziegler.

I will my math papers to Miss Root. My workbooks go to the dump and my old pencil case to Lance Page.

I will my good luck to Phillips Brooks.

1, Alex.Altrocchi , will my desk to Megan Bogue and my chair to Antoinette.

I will all my private notes to Natasha MacNaughton.

I will all my pens and pencils to Greta Eustace. To Leeanne Merritt I leave my old broken-down binder. To my little friend, Denice Cheung, i will my superball. Good luck to Phillips Brooks.

QJfrurceki I, Kirsten, the smartest kid in the whole 6th grade, will all of my books and papers to the trash compactor.

I will my brains to Alyson Warnick (remember to use them as well as I did). I will my chair to Elizabeth Gill and my desk to Kate Bryan.

I, the most insane, messed-up person in the 6th grade, will my messed-up mind to David Landan. I also will my pencils and pens to Greg Alden and my binder to Andy Beugen. I will my looks to Mark Guzy and Dan Nyser who need them badly. I also will my chair and desk to Aubin Crowell and my books and bad papers to the mouth of the 9art,9e

I, Heather Smith, will my spelling book to Antoinette Nee and my binder to Cathy Docter. To Natasha and Whitney, I will my pencils.

My bubble gum-smel1ing eraser goes to Susan Smith who will need it badly; my language book to Jennifer Smith.t

1, Rudy the Magnificent Sports Player, will my speed to Graham, my power to Guzy, my power to stop pain to Wes. I will to Rod my Wordly Wise, to Ronnie the dirt in the classroom, to Dave who needs it my good looks and to Dan my great memory and books.

I, being one of the better people in this school, officially will my bad papers (if I can find any) to the garbage, my good papers to the garbage, all my pens and pencils to my brother, Caven, my old tennis shoes to Mr. Towner, and a package of soap-flavored "M £ M's" to my teacher.

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