Christine+L.

**Christine Lee** **
 * Creative** **Writing 2009:** **Journal**
 * __Final Project_Short Essay__

__Write a paragraph about a girl named Dot, but use not letters with (I,j)__ It was 9/11 2001. Dot woke up, and saw that the hour was 7:00 AM. Her mother had gone to school, and Grandpapa was at the Nursery Home. Grandpapa was okay, but mom can be scared some days. She can’t take care of Papa so he goes to a nursery home. But Dot knew that papa doesn’t favor the nursery over her. He loves her very much. Oops! She couldn’t have moments to daydream. In a more speeded walk, she steps out and sees that the sky looked gray. It is 10:00am. Teary-eyed people were all around her. What happened? Then she saw and knew that the reason was she. Her body was cold and dead. She had become the ghost of herself. __Freewriting__ This was awful. Awfully awful. Urgh, I was just contradicting something that was wrong. Is that so bad? Yes, by now you would have guessed. I am a Rebel Girl. I fight for the right. It sounds really lame, actually. But it’s in my blood. I was born to rebel against the wrong. I am a Patriot Creature. My whole family is. We look exactly like humans, but our hearing and eyesight are sharper. And our hearts are made of pure gold. We have blood that is redder that you can ever think. A red that you can never imagine. But that’s not why I’m moaning. We were having World History at school when they were talking about the Korean War. Myself, I am not a Korean. But I know what really happened. So I contradicted the teacher. However, I forgot that if I rebel again, I would have to get the gold death penalty. The gold death penalty is applied to an Underage Patriot Creature when they rebel more than ten times. They take our hearts. Patriot Creatures can live without their hearts, but we lose our patriotism. Our blood turns to an unhealthy yellow and we lose the passion to fight. But that can never happen to me. Why? Because I was chosen to fight all wrong. Until then, I cannot die or get the gold death penalty. If I do, I will become a devil. Where I am forced to fight for the wrong. __Someone Bored__ Hmmm. Joy looks bored. Her eyes were drooping down, looking at nothing. I suppose History does that to everyone. Especially Joy. Oh, great. Now Travis is sleeping. Squinting his eyes though. Everyone knows that secret. You look like your concentrating. Anyways, the teacher didn’t notice yet. Everyone probably wanted to sleep. They all have dark circles under their eyes and drooping eyelids. The whole class was bored today, even the nerds and geeks that usually think that history is fun.


 * __Describing Object__**
 * It’s green, with some white in it. It glows in the dark. There’s a person running in it, and a door or an opening. It hangs above the doors. The person running has a shadow. The green is a sort of bright, permanent green. The person is also the same green color.

**__Describe Your Bedroom__
 * My room is a very clean, classic, and cute bedroom sort. It has baby blue walls on the east and north walls. the west wall has a cloud print on it, and the south wall it has a big angel that covers the whole wall. The windows are on the east and north walls. The bed has white covers with gold lining on it. The bed cover is also white. And the floor is blue carpet.**

__40 Things That Happened This Month__
 * First day of school
 * Met friends at friend's bday party
 * Found out that friend is going to America
 * Grandparents went to Australia
 * Aunt went to Australia
 * Did a instrument concert with friends and sister.
 * Cousins came back from China.
 * Other cousin came back from Canada.
 * Got sick and stayed home from school for 2 periods.
 * Got new glasses
 * Dad came back from business trip.
 * Had first quiz of the year(math)
 * Had first test of the year(math)
 * sneezed a lot
 * slept on the bus while listening to music

__Cat Attacking__  My cat Pixie was going crazy. There was the bulldog she hated so much outside and, boy was he smug when he saw the window between them. But of course, Pixie couldn’t stay still. She bounded out the cat flap and started running to the bulldog. He was so surprised that his eyes went wide as a saucer and froze on the street. I knew by now that the best thing to do was to leave her alone. First she started with her claws. She clawed away all his fur, and went deep inside. That’s when the dog woke up and yelped. It wasn’t over though. She then started to butt her way into his chest making him sprawl on the floor. In the end, the bull ran away to his alley. It’s a good thing he was a stray.
 * went to swimming classes and played with teachers
 * went to swimming classes and played with friends
 * bought new clothes
 * bought new shoes
 * computer got reimaged
 * computer got better, and played with it for 3 hours.
 * watched new drama
 * started doing rope jumping for exercise.
 * listened to scary stories

__Fatima is a very spoiled teenage girl, show that she spoiled by descrebing what happens when she doesn’t get a car for her birthday__ “Oh. My. GOD!!” oh, here she goes again, that darn car. Why does she want a car so much? She is sixteen for god’s sake. OOH NOO. She’s giving me the “daddy-i-hate-you,-i-told-my-friends-everything” look. But what am I supposed to say? I just didn’t want to give her a car, is that so bad? “Now, now Fatima, but, look! Daddy gave you the Harley didn’t he?” “NO! Daddy, it’s out of FASHION!! OMG daddy, I told you I really wanted the pink ferrari!!” “Well I’m sorry but I think your not old enough yet.” Urgh, pink ferrari? How did I make my own daughter this spoiled? What does she want more? I look over her and see everything she has on is designer, designer, designer. Starting from the Dior sunglasses, to the Chanel earrings, Abercrombie t-shirt, Levi’s Jeans, and the Juicy flip flops. “Daddy, I hate you! How can you do this to me?” I think over who made her so spoiled, and well, it’s my fault. Now she starts to do her trademark fit. She pouts, then starts crying, and then she screams. But she never uses this tactic unless it’s really something she wants. She starts breaking everything around her. __Describe what you feel right now using your sense of smell__ I feel really trapped inside. It smells like sewer water and rusty iron bars. I want to jump out of the classroom and just go home and do what I want to do. But I have put it under me and suppress this feeling. It’s really stressful. And stress smells like burning charcoal and the salty sea. What I feel right now, all put together, it smells like burning gasoline.

__What kind of cartoon show might appeal to senior citizen audience. Describe show in 100 words or less. Describe show and main character.__ The main character is a balding grandfather, Oldy Larry, that lives in a nursery home. The nurses are cruel, and the nursery owner is too happy. Way too happy. The cartoon is the story of Larry planning pranks and jokes on the owner and nurses and his adventures in the nursery home, which is running, from the too-happy-owner, that wants to have "time to talk heart-to-heart", and the cruel nurses that try to feed him horrible food and make him wear diapers.

__Electricity is a recent discovery. Think of 12 things to do when there is no power.__
 * 1) get a candle or gas lamp.
 * 2) make a fire
 * 3) use a flashlight
 * 4) play

__Place this sentence in a paragraph where it will make sense: Bea had never before wanted to be a bee.__
 * Bea had never before wanted to be a bee.** A bee's life is to either be a queen and lay babies or to work. Work, work, work. Feed the baby, collect pollen, and make honey. That's all bees do. Until they die, that is. To make it worse, their life span is about 1 month. Bea did NOT want to live 1 month. She had her whole life ahead of her. 16 years old, with a scholarship to Stanford! But this hocus-pocus magic that had happened to her over summer has turned her into a bee. Over the summer, she and her family went to visit Old Mama at the hospital. She used to do a bee-house at North Carolina but because of serious arthritis she has moved to the Rochester Hospital and left her loving bee-house. From then on her health life just went downhill. Before Old Mama went into surgery, she asked Bea, particularly Bea, to visit her bee-house one last time instead of her. She also wanted her to check on how Joe, the other bee-house keeper that was looking after the bees and to get the last jar of honey. Bea told her she would do that and that she loved her very much. After the surgery and when Old Mama was healing, Bea went to North Carolina. No one was at the bee-house, but it was already 8:30pm so Joe would have left. She walked around and since she learned from Mama how to get honey, Bea fulfilled all her wishes. Holding the jar, she was about to go back to the car when she heard a sound. A magical sound. Bea turned around and saw a beautiful woman, with...antennas and wings?!?! And a yellow and black cloak. Hmm, typical style...but she's glowing?!?! After that, Bea blacked out, completely.

__List 10 things you usually do on a rainy day. Pick one from your list and freewrite for 5 minutes. **Prompt 16**__ When it rains, I like to run around outside without an umbrella. It feels really refreshing and you can feel wet without putting on a swimsuit and swimming, or taking a shower. The best thing is when you're soaked to the bone and you go inside and take a hot bath. In America, where you have a yard, I go out with a friend barefoot and run around and splash each other with puddles. You can feel the wet grass on the foot and the rain on your body. It is really good to do things like this for fun once in a while.
 * 1) Stay inside and read
 * 2) go out without an umbrella on purpose.
 * 3) Run around outside.
 * 4) Drink something warm
 * 5) Sleep.
 * 6) just watch the rain.
 * 7) listen to rain
 * 8) stand where there is a shelter, but still outside.
 * 9) Get feet wet on purpose.
 * 10) watch sad/scary movie.
 * Freewrite: Run around outside.

__Write a rhyme paragraph. Each sentence must begin and end with the words that rhyme with each other.__ **Prompt 17 Spring is a wonderful thing. Flowers start to sprout with the help of rain showers. They grow and grow until they pop out and say "Hey!". Colors are vivid, so the kids ask their parents, "Can we go on a picnic father, and mother?". Mother smiles and begins to pack lunch, and the person that gets the baseball and glove, is the loving and laughing Father. Mary packs her dolls and sketch book, while the balls and hats are packed by Harry.

__Freewrite **Prompt 18**

Use this metaphor to spark a poem: a chest of childhood **Prompt 19**__ A chest of childhood, filled with memories and love A chest of childhood, filled with old toys and passed away pets My chest of childhood with a soft blanket of robin hood With Goldy's dirty fishbowl and the exotic baby owl With my memory of my first zoo trip and the first time to the loo All these precious and embarrassing, all these memories and moments, I remember them today, to fill up a chest of childhood filled with memories and love

__Poem Link__

__Freewrite **Prompt 20**__

The meaning of beautiful, to delight the senses of sight However this that meaning is not even close to describing this beauty With caramel colored skin and sparkling emerald eyes With her hair soft but sunny gold that flows in the wind like a tinkling stream does Her hand held by many but silky and smooth, like a mother's hand that hold you so tight And her heart, o the gold heart of a woman with kindness and warmth, the kind that makes you feel warm in the coldest of days.
 * The Meaning of Beautiful

__Write a paragraph incorporating at least ten onomatopoetic words__ **Prompt 21
 * Boom! The house was blown up in a second with the grenade the agents threw. He was probably dead, but as agents, we have to absolutely sure. "Just blown up the house of the master mind criminal, Jimini" Agent Sam speaks into his walky-talky. We walk into the house and Squelch! the water from the pipes make our sneakers squelch. Agent Sam goes to the basement, Agent Tom to the 2nd Floor, and I look in the living room and kitchen. I was about to look under the couch when a dog comes in, baring his teeth. Since I had no time I just killed him. Bang! and he lay lifeless on the ground. Going to back to my business, I look under the couch when Boing! the spring comes out. Scared to death from the sudden movement, I jump back and fire wildly at the couch. Agent Sam comes from the basement, Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam! His feet running up the stairs. "What the heck is wrong with you! I was down there and was almost killed!" "Sorry" I say and a tear goes Plop! on my feet. However the most embarrassing thing were my hiccups. Hic! Hic! Hic! "Oh god, Stanley, do you have to do that? We're on a mission and your just breaking the quiet!" "Sorry." I go into the car to get some water. And I accidently honk the horn. "Beep!" Sam was going to kill me. Suddenly a Swoosh! and, "IT'S JIMINI!" I quickly get into the car with Tom and Sam running after him. Then suddenly with a Pop! the tires go out. That Jimini. He really is a master mind.

__Freewrite__ **Prompt 22
 * For a 6-year old boy... this was amazing! Mallik was prancing, shaking, and chanting like a real shaman. He really knew how to get into it. And he wasn't acting like the others who were giggling, and having fun. Mallik was really serious like he was acting a Shakespeare act. I am so relieved I put Mallik in the "1st Step to Theatre" class. But, he was already over that step. I think of putting him in the 2nd step class.. But it's probably a bad idea. He has friends he know here, that's why he's not so shy. My son has autism so Mallik would be really quiet and wouldn't put as much effort in the class. But if he only overcomes the autism...He might be the greatest actor in Hollywood, and any other place where there is Theatre.

__Use at least five pairs of opposites in a paragraph about some kind of transportation.__ Prompt 23 There are many types of transportations in this world. The underground subway, and the upper ground train. The tiny Matiz car, and the giant monster trucks. The urban and fast Italian sports cars, and the country and slow hauling trucks used to haul hay, or any farm product. However all these transportations have their ups and downs. The tiny Matiz car may look cute and stylish, with it's variety of colors but they can make you feel squished in the car. Especially if you are a person of big size or has claustrophobia. The Italian sports car could seem very cool and luxurious, but it can go very fast and you could be unable to control the speed, causing a car accident. When you buy a car, or when you ride some kind of transportation, try thinking of these ups and downs. ** Poem--->

__Weave a story around this mixed proverb: Silence is a great healer.__ Prompt 24 Rhea was trapped on an island. She could not sail back, or fly back home. She has no idea where she is. With no people, or any inhabitants on the island, it is silent, and she is silent. Rhea thinks back of how she came here. The Cruise with her school, the fun, and the night when the lights went out at 7:00pm and suddenly a rush of water coming into her room. She cries, thinking of the friends and teachers she has lost. The last night. Silence makes her think. Rhea was a sort of girl, who hurt people but did not want the people to leave her. But this, silence made her think. It made her think back to what she did. How she hurt Tommy, Delaney, and Sam. She realizes what she has done, and she heals herself. That second she becomes a new person. Silence had made her think.

__The Tyger ---> To new poem__ __**//The Tyger//** by William Blake__ //((Lyrical))// Tyger! tyger! burning bright In the forest of the night What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand? and what dread feet? __**//The Fire-truck//** by Christine Lee__ //((Lyrical))// Firetruck! firetruck! shining red In the jungle of the cars What kind of person thought of this Big red truck to save the people?

In what house or place Does the fire burn so fearfully? In what place do you go so fast, So hurriedly?

And what do you do when you fail your job, Go back home in a dismal mood? And when you succeed your job, Do you go back home, Shining red more than ever?

__Write a paragraph that starts with this sentence "The grass smells red" Prompt 25__ The grass smells red. It smells like red hot fear and horror. There is blood pooling everywhere, children crying, people dying. But this is my job. As an Red Cross member, I have to do the dirty work. First I call to the children and ask them "Why are you crying? Where is mom and dad?" If they don't know, I take them to the nursery tent and care for them. For those who know, but cannot see them anymore....I give them a hug and a chocolate bar and take them home. When I take care of the children I go up to the injured people and ask them if they would like me to write a letter or do anything for them. The grass may smell red, but the hearts of these dying people and children, make it smell golden.

__Chris walks into a room. By describing only the reactions of others in the room,let us know something about him. Prompt 26__ Chris walks into the room. The rooms stops buzzing and they are very startled. Anna opens her mouth all the way and stares at him. Tyler looks at him with wide eyes. Larry smiles and salutes to him. Chris smiles back at everyone. He knew there would be lots of reactions like this. But there are some other reactions that are not common but understandable. Like Jamal. Jamal looks at him once and bows his head down. He had on a guilty expression and tears were about to come out. Chris looks at him and thinks, "I suppose he has done something wrong and thinks that I have come to get him. Hahaha. But for a boy like Jamal, it would be nothing more than shoplifting." There were also a few expressions that are completely common, but Chris is always surprised with the anguish and fury in their eyes. Such as Surry. Chris looks at him and feels sorry. For what kind of parent would teach a boy the bad things there are in this world,what ruined his life, and how it ruined his life. Boys like Surry, grow up with anger in their youth. But Surry is only in 5th grade. After he sees all these people, he speaks. "Good morning students!" "Good morning sir!"

__Freewrite Prompt 27__ I had never believed in destiny, or fate or any hocus pocus like that. But HE made me. He made me believe that, maybe, just maybe, we were meant to be together. And never be apart. Even at death. It was the day that we, that we died together, I began to see that I was a fool all along. There were some people that were just supposed to be together, forever. It was just simple as breathing. You just can't explain it. We were just, just, just, supposed to be together. We were to be together, until we die. And when we die, we will die side by side.

__Write from the point of view of a freshly scrubbed floor. Prompt 28__ Yay~! I was just recently scrubbed right now. My master has had some party guests and I was dreadfully dirty. He has just made his servants scrub me clean and squeaky. However people are running over me with their horrible dirt covered shoes! Not my ceramic squares!! Not my mosaic!! NOOOO! Not the beautiful imitation of master... Oh lord of floors. The terrible child shoes monsters has just ruined my beautifully scrubbed floor. And kind master will not be back for at least 2 weeks. Poor meD:. I shall never survive the 2 weeks with me this dirty..

__Some say you can tell a lot about a person by the vehicle he or she drives. Picture a car. In your mind rummage through this car. Check it out from every angle. Describe the car and the man or woman who goes with it Prompt 29__ On the street, I saw a really old big van car. It was green and only the speakers looked expensive. There were headphones and a lot of CDs in the passenger seat. The tires were worn out, and there were some scratches on the sliding door. One of the windows were broken. Suddenly, I think, the owner of the car comes. He was wearing very baggy pants and just a t-shirt with a shiny necklace. He had a cap that was moved to the side. I keep staring at him and the car when he sees me staring and says."Yo man! What you lookin' at? This my car!" I reply back, "Sorry.....man(?)." I hurriedly walk away, and then as I walk away, the ignition is turned on and rap music is on the booming speakers. This car really matches its owner.

__Freewrite Prompt 30__ Foray was acting very weird. His eyes were blinking rapidly and his overly-confident voice was shaking and he was mumbling. What was wrong with him? He was fine in the morning. Perhaps it is the nervousness of graduating high-school, and going into the real world. Yeah, I think it is that. He really needs to grow up though. He was born into a rich family and acted like a spoiled brat. All the time, he had house parties and everything in high-school he bragged about how he could get into Harvard without studying that much. However, he eventually went into Brown University, which is only 30 minutes away from his home. The big baby. Although he does act like a childish brat, he actually is really nice. He just acts a little immature at times. And I am sure that he will be okay in college without his friends and all the money he has.

__Freewrite Prompt 31__ Lorraine and I were doing our daily jog at the Central Park. We were debating on whether who had better features. We weren't bragging, but talking about each other's features. I told her that she was confident, and that looked good. She said that I was modest, and that was sweet. She had maple colored skin. I had cream colored skin. She had hazel eyes. I had green eyes. She had frizzy hair, I had straight highlights. She had thick lips, I had thin lips. We were so different from each other. But that was what made us more stick together. Her confidence helped me boost up my mood. My modesty helped her quiet down a little. In the end, we both won and treated ourselves a nice brunch.

__Freewrite Prompt 32__ Jaydon was beautiful. Her eyes were piercing grayish blue, and she had a heart shaped face. Her hands, long and skinny and soft. And her hair was blonde, almost white with curls. But she was a sad and angry child. Her parents had died in the World War ll. They were Jewish. When Jaydon was 3 years old, they lived in Paris. They thought they were safe because they were in France. But someone betrayed them and Jaydon's parents were taken to the camps. Her Christian grandmother hid Jaydon in the little attic and she survived. Seven-years later, the war over, and Jaydon has come back to Paris with her grandmother. Although the times have passed, and the war is over, Jaydon is still grieving and is full of anger. For a small child like that, she has too much anguish. Her grandmother has tried to tame her down, but Jaydon always springs up and refuses to be tamed. She has no friends in school and likes to be alone, reading books and trying to remember her parents. No one knows if her parents are dead or alive, but it is most likely that they are dead.

__Reflect on the process of writing a short story. What did you learn from the process? If you had the assignment again how would you approach it? Prompt 33__ I think it was very hard to do the story and trying to decide on a plot, characters, and story-line. I learned that you should do a genre that everybody likes, like comedy and adventure. I also learned that when you write you should also think about the audience's perspectives and how they would think of the story. I chose the wrong genre and the next time I do a short story, I would choose a genre of one of those two.

__Freewrite__ Lee Ann was coming. The most feared girl in the school, AND the most popular girl in school was coming. To the bathroom. For me. Everyone would probably run away before she comes. And then...I will be left alone. With Lee Ann and her "assistants". What will I do, what will I do, what will I do. AHA! The bathroom windows!! Hahahahahahaha, I am truly a genius. I then quickly open the small opening and slip through. There is no one where I am standing, but just in case, I look around. Then, I look in to the school and see Lee Ann and her assistants walking towards the bathroom. Lee Ann looks red and is huffing along. Hurriedly, I run home and tell mother we have to move.

__Three people are stuck in an elevator: a teenager with green hair and many piercing, a pastry chef, and a church organist. Write a conversation they have as they wait.__ The other guard and I were watching the elevator through the CCTV when the elevator stops abruptly. This always happens so the other guard leaves and goes to tell the head guard about the elevator. I stay and watch them talking. As I hear them talking and it sounds interesting so I turn up the volume. Here's what they said: The teenager starts the conversation first, he says, "Aw, shoot! What is wrong with this stupid thing?" He kicks the side of the elevator. The pastry chef with a two story cake shouts at him. "Vwat are you dooowing?! Zis cake is fwor an imvortant customer, zyou zyoung Rrrascaal!" And then the church organist jumps into the conversation. "Now, now, you people. Please calm down. We shall not have to wait long, if we pray to God. He shall help us be patient." She then kneels on the floor and prays. After that, she starts singing a hymn. The teenager glances at her and smirks, "What kind of song is that? Thats stupid. Besides, I'm an Atheist. God is sissy stuff." The organist is astonished and she gets mad "Sissy stuff? Why you young rogue! God is merciful and holy, how could you represent him as sissy stuff? And atheist? What kind of belief is that? Young people these days believe that they used to be monkeys. How ironic. And then, the chef joins in and says, "Bah, zat wreligious ztuff. Zhere is no Gad, and no Vmonkeys. Vwe aree ourah zselves!"

Just then the elevator dings! and they land on the floor. The pastry chef walks to a party place with his melting two story cake, The teenager heads towards a practice room where his band is there, and the organist huffs towards the direction of a piano academy where she practices every day.

__You are paying $10.00 per word to advertise in the classified section of the Upscale Times, a newspaper for a very wealthy area of town. You want to offer your services as a dog sitter. Write a convincing ad but don't spend more than $200.00. "and" will not count.__ Dog sitter: Wanted? I'm $15 per hour! Just tell me what your dog is like, and I'll be there for YOU!

__Great-grandpa Rotondo doesn't understand what a iPod is. Explain what it is in terms that even the most un-technological person can understand,__ "Hey grandpa! How are you?" "Ohhhh my back hurts and I'm soooo oldddddddd. Hey! What is that?" "Oh Grandpa Ronny~ this is an iPod!" "HUH?!? An i what!?" "An IPOD! hahahaha. It's a new gadget that people use to put music in and listen to it! The iPod is really cool. It has lots of colors like pink and bright blue. It's sort of like a record thingy that is portable!" "Ohhhhh I get it. May I try it?" "Of course. I even have your favorite songs in here!"

__Freewrite.__ It seems like an year, but it has only been a month. A month since Papa died and my new father came in not a week from Papa's funeral. It is suspicious but at that time, I only wanted to remember the moments with Papa and honor him. However Mami did not. She just went right on living with absolutely no time for honoring or reminiscing Papa. I know that Papa would have wanted Mami to happy.

__What would you do with three wishes?__ For the first wish, I would wish for better economy and better environment. For the second wish, I would wish for cleverness and good grades, and for the last wish I would wish for a lot of money. I want better economy and better environment because the world would have nothing to worry about. I want good grades because I don't have to worry about school. And I want a lot of money because my family would not have to worry about the next time they have to pay for this school, or anything else like health bills or clothes.

[Boy Picture] Q: What does the look on the boy's face mean? What might have led up to such an expression? A: I think it means that he isn't liking something or that he doesn't want to do something. I think that he is taking a school yearbook picture but he isn't liking his clothes or the photographer. It could also be his first time taking a picture in school. Caption 1: This boy is taking his picture for the yearbook. He is a kindergardener and doesn't like his clothes and it is first time taking his picture. At the spot when the photographer took it, he cried after the snap and flash of the camera. Caption 2: Mom, I don't like these clothes. Their small for me and they itch a lot. Caption 3: I really don't get why that weird man wants me to smile. [Girl Picture]
 * -Write what you see-**

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Q: The girl in the photo appears to be lost in a book. When have you been lost in a book? What was the book? What was it about the book that captured your attention? ====== A: I've been lost in many books but the most recent one was called Starseeker by Tim Bowler. It was about a piano genius that was happy and good, but when his father died, he went into a gang. The gang forced him to steal something from an elderly, ugly, woman's house called Ms. Little. However when he went in the house at night he discovered a crying girl. It was the woman's granddaughter and she is mentally handicapped and traumatized by her parents' death. Ms. Little asks Luke, the piano genius, to help her granddaughter because she likes music and the sound of the piano. Eventually Luke accepts Ms. Little's implores and helps Natalie, the little girl. [Girl Birthday Picture] 1Q: Describe the girl in the photo. Who is she? Describe her birthday celebration. 1A: We had fake Quidditch games in the yard, and did the Harry Potter board game. We also wore costumes and did wand fights. After that we ringed on the neighbor's doors and yelled "Aveda Kedavra!" to them. Some of them were confused and some of them pretended to die, and some yelled "Expelliarmus!" and did the fight they showed in the Goblet of Fire. It was so fun. 2Q: Describe your ideal birthday party 2A: My ideal birthday party is having one night without parents with all my friends just like the overnight trip.

__What not to do theme show.__ The show's title is called "So much not to do and so little do's". On the show we will do a sort of sitcom that fits to the title of the show. There are two families. One of them are poor and have two boys. One of them are fairly comfortable and have one girl and one boy. It is a family feud.

__For the last two days you were not in school because of the weather - "snow days." As advanced we have become in the 21st century, we still can not control the weather. Do you think this is an advantage or a disadvantage? 43__ I think this is a disadvantage, as well as an advantage. Weather is a part of nature and something we should leave alone. But some days the weather just does not cooperate with the events that happen on each day. However if we were able to control the weather it could become like the story "Cloudy, With a Chance of Meatballs" where the food that comes down, becomes too large and damages the town. Even though we would be able to control weather only the people who have power would be able to, which would lead to government disaster. The weather would not be spontaneous, and spontaneousness is the true beauty of weather.

__Write a letter to yourself as a ten-year-old child 44__ Dear Myself, I guess you are in 4th Grade right now...I remember that it was really fun to be in the class, but we were too competitive with the other classes when there were the mini soccer tournaments. And we also hated 4A because they always won and teased us. Did you have a game today? I hope you won. Mr. Rynearson was really nice to us and sometimes gave us extra snack times too. But that year I left to America right? That was really sad...make sure you're a good friend to Megan before you leave cause you'll really miss her in America okay? Bye Love, 13-year-old Yourself.

__Freewrite 45__ Herm, herm.....where am I.....

__Write about a memory related to a holiday. 46__ It was Christmastime and the whole family was in LA. The weather was warmer that Ohio but it was definitely NOT typical LA weather. The sky was grayish green and it looked like it would rain. However it never did. We were all bored and went out for a drive, looking for a decent place to eat. I demanded Vietnamese rice noodles or wasn't going to eat anything else. My mom glowered at me and declared at me that I wasn't making the day any better. Dad told mom in an half-irritated voice not to be so harsh on a child. My sister also glowered at me and told me to shut up. I hate LA. I mean, there was absolutely NO Christmas spirit on the weather, streets, peoples' faces, everywhere! Is there no myth of Santa Claus in Sunny California?? I could easily state that it was my worst Christmas ever.

__Madison is so happy. In one paragraph, show that she is happy, but don't use the word happy. 47__ Madison could not believe it. It was her birthday and it was going to be the best birthday she is every going to have. They were going to a movie premiere!!!! She felt as if she was ON TOP OF THE WORLD. No one could stop her and she felt so light, like she could fly away right to the movies. This feeling was going to be perpetual. She could feel it in her bones, heart, even her tiny little blood cells. She could feel it in her whole body.

__In one sentence describe someone that is very ugly. 48__ He had small beady eyes and a droopy nose with ducky lips, his skin was the color of soured milk and had only bones.

__Write from the point of view of a TV remote control. Prompt 49__ It's so....... boring.... to wait......... for master...........4900, 4901, 4902. The living room has a total of 4902 tiles. Wow. W,wait!! Yes! Master is here!! And it's time to do the power rangers! However it turned out not to be the little boy. It was his older sister, that enjoyed watching sappy soap operas. "Don't leave me Charlotte..." "I'm sorry Dan..I have to do this. I love you" Urgh. Give me a break. Wow she's crying. H,hey!! you're making me wet!! Is it over? Yes! It's over. And she's gone. Whew~! Life is hard enough, being a remote control. When I reincarnate into a human, I'm going to consider my remote control's feelings.

__Erica Jong said, “If you don’t risk anything, you risk__ __more. Write about what this means to you. 50__ I think it means that if you don’t risk anything, you risk more by killing the chances of doing anything you want to do or be like.

__Freewrite__ It is the last day of creative writing! It is sort of sad but also fresh to end a thing I have been doing and start fresh. I know that I will miss the quiet tapping of keyboards after being given our daily prompt. However I know that this new semester I will get used to the loud screaming and the pounding of feet on the large gym floor with the high ceilings. I will miss you Creative Writing! And I am ready for P.E.!