Your Blog - By Charmander and Squirtle.

Ohh, your blog, your blog,
I could read it anytime, cause it's nifty,
Your fish, your fish,
I could feed them all day, but theres fifty.

Its soo perfect, and i comment every . . daaaay.
Yeuuh, i know, i know,
When i comment on it, it makes her smile,
And its so, its so,
Good to think my comments are worthwhile.

But everytime she asks if shes made mistakes,
I post:

When I see your blog,
Theres not a thing an error to be changed,
Because its so flawless,
Just the way its written,
And when you double space,
I can tell your in a hurried pace,
Because it so flawless,
Just the way its written.

I follow, I follow,
Her blog because it's my favourite,
I love, I love,
Every single word thats writen in it.

Its soo perfect, and i comment every . . daaaay.
Oh, you know you know you know,
I'd never ask you to change it,
If perfect's whats your typing for,
Then dont ever change it.

So don't even ask if you have made mistakes,
You know I'll post:

When I see your blog,
Theres not an error to be changed,
Because its so flawless,
Just the way its written.
And when you double space,
I can tell your in a hurried pace,
Because it so flawless,
Just the way its written.

The way its written,
The way its written,
Girl your blogs flawless,
Just the way its posted.

When I see your blog,
Theres not an error to be changed,
Because its so flawless,
Just the way its written,
And when you double space,
I can tell your in a hurried pace,
Because it so flawless,
Just the way its written.

Santa

Dear Santa,
How are you this Christmas? And the elf, reindeer, and Mrs. Clause, how are they? I can’t wait for Christmas morning to open the gift you got me, I bet whatever it is the elf worked very hard! Make sure to tell them I said thanks. What kind of cookies would you like me to leave you this year? Maybe I’ll change it up this time. Peppermint white chocolate chip cookies sound like they’d be good. I bet you usually get the same old chocolate chip cookies one house after another. I can imagine that getting boring. I’ll be sure to leave you a nice cold glass of milk on the table beside the tree also. Ask the reindeer if they want celery or carrots this year, I’m undecided on what to feed them. Tell Dasher and Dancer, and Prancer and Vixen, Comet, Cupid and Donner and Blitzen, and Rudolph, I said hi and merry Christmas to them all too!

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How To.

How to make cereal.


First things first, you need to get a bowl. If you don't have a bowl, you don't have anywhere to put your cereal. Open the cupboard and pick out the right bowl for your cereal. You may want a bowl that doesn't have a curved rim, or else it's hard to keep the cereal and milk from spilling out. Next pick out the cereal you would like to eat, it doesn't matter whether you put the milk or cereal in first, but personally, i think its much easier by putting the milk in last. Pour as much cereal into your bowl that you are going to eat and even it out so that the cereal doesn't overflow when the milk is poured in. Walk to the fridge, and open it up. Look for a white jug, and it's most likely the milk your looing for. Take the cap off of the milk, and slowly tilt the jug over the bowl of cereal; make sure the jug is not too high above the bowl, or else the liquid will splash off the food. Pour the milk up to where your cereal is and lift the jug back up straight. Turn the cap back on tightly and make sure you put the milk back in the fridge so it doesn't go warm. Get out a spoon from the silverware, and hold the long stick making sure your eat with the round cup on the end.


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My Best Writing.

The Most Delicious Desert.

It deserves a 5.

It deserves this mark because, I added a lot of detail, descriotion, and i took time writing it.

I want you to notice how much detail I put in.

If I could improve it, I would make it longer.

African Child.

I don't go to school. I don't know how to read or write. I don't have time to play. I work all day, and walk fifteen miles to gather water for my family and I. I have no voice. I am an average African child.

I've been put through hard labour everyday of my life since the age of six, and since I'm a girl, it's very hard for me to get an education. I have three younger brothers and four younger sisters making me the oldest at thirteen. My mother is very sick and weak and she can hardly get out of bed, so as the oldest child in the family, I'm responsible for all of my younger sibling. My father passed away eight years ago from aids, and now our family needs him more then ever.

Our family feeds on rice I get from the market everyday for dinner and breakfast. I have to pay for our food by selling our chicken eggs from the few chickens we raise at home. My youngest sister, who is only three years old and still doesnt know how to walk yet, is strapped to my back all day to make sure she is always protected.

The water process I have to go through every two or three days is very long and tireing. My brother and I walk the fifteen miles just to get the water, and then we have to collect the fire wood to purify the water and make it safe for my family to drink. Atleast three times a month, someone in my family suffors from a water disease.

Sentence Styles.

1. Worrying that he would get lost, worrying that he would get hurt, worrying that he would never get home.

2. They went to a place where the weather was hot, where the sky was blue, and where the water was warm.

3. Yelling, screaming and laughing, the girl had a wonderful time on the upside down roller coaster.

4. The woodpecker loudly, aggressively, and continuously pecked at the tall birch tree.

5. The blue, shiny, sparkly diamonds in she shop shone brightly.

6. The man scratched, rubbed and stroked his dog constantly.

Angels and Demons.

It was one of the hardest decisions I ever had to make, and I still had no idea what to choose. For several hours I was thinking about the pros and cons of each thing. I had these strange high voices in my head saying different things at once. I was so confused, but I knew I had to make my decision before it actually happened. As annoying as it was i constanly moaned and groaned at the though of what my decision would be .

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