Ryan saves my honor roll

Ryan that rides the bus saved my honor roll on Friday. I didn't evan know it fell off my lap, he said, "Grace, your honor roll is by the bus doors." So my bus driver had someone pick it up and give it to me. Now it is safe with me, and this is a true story.

The Fun Day Song

Monday comes after Sunday

And Sunday comes after Saturday

Its my favorite day

Its fun day, fun day its fun day

On Saturday I get to relax and play

On Sunday I have to get ready for school

On Monday I should be ready to learn and stay cool

Saturday is fun day!

Hansel and Gretel Eat Right

One day, Hansel and Gretel were running away from home because their parents didn't give them sweet treats. They ran into the woods.

Hansel and Gretel ran into two bunnies. The bunnies said, "Hi. We're eating carrots. You look hungry, do you want a bite?"

"I am hungry," said Gretel.

Hansel said, "Yeah, but do you have any candy?"

"No," said one of the bunnies, "But you should eat fruit and vegetables and wash your hands. But, if you insist, you should go to the witches house because it is made entirely out of candy."

Soon Hansel and Gretel found the witches candy house. They thought of what the bunny said, then started to eat the house. Soon they got sick and full.

Just then, the witch got home and asked, "Are you enjoying my candy house? Don't worry, you can eat as much as you want."

Hansel said, "Yeah, we were enjoying, but now we're sick."

Gretel said, "We learned our lesson. Our parents gave us healthy stuff to keep us strong and healthy."

The children left and ran all the way back home.

The End

Remember to stay clean, eat healthy, play hard, exercise and burn lots of energy.

Once Upon A Dream

Do you like dreams? I do! I love listening to other people's dreams and I like to keep them as memories. But most of all, I like to dream myself. It's fun! It is like imagining in your sleep or having happy thoughts at night.

But there can be bad dreams or nightmares. Beware of the bad thoughts or THERE WILL BE FEAR IN YOUR WHOLE ENTIRE ROOM. You will think there are no angels your room.

Do you want to hear one of my dreams? Okay!

I slide down rainbows and give my friend a flower and eat ice cream. That was my dream.

Do you want to hear one of my nightmares? Okay!

And so I die by a monster and there is a funeral for me. So there it is. There is my nightmare.

The Magic School Bus

Hi Friends!

Hey, guess what? I'm riding the school bus to school! I have two bus buddies. I'm riding the bus almost every day. It's fun! I have a sweet bus driver. His name is Brian. On Fridays he gives us treats, especially if we are good.

And one more thing. On our birthdays we get a little surprise!

I love riding the school bus.

Maxine and Her Red Freckles

If your feelings get hurt a lot or you don't have many friends just because you have something unusual then here's a story for you to read.

Once there was a little girl from Texas with an accent of course. Her name was Maxine and she had red freckles. She didn't have chicken pox all the time, her freckles were just red.

So one day Maxine and her family moved from Texas to Nevada. Maxine started going to a new school. And everyone in her class had normal freckles, but not very many freckles. Except for Maxine. Maxine was the only one with red freckles.

She had so many red freckles that everyone including the teachers made fun of her red freckles.

One day at school the teacher told the class to write a story to bring to school on Friday and that each of them would get to read their story to the class. When Maxine got home she forgot about the story thing. That night she told her parents about getting her feelings hurt and all the kids and what they did to her. Her parents told her to ignore them so they wouldn't keep on doing that.

She tried it but it didn't work very well. That morning the teacher asked them if they were working on their story. Maxine said she forgot about it. So after school Maxine was thinking of a story to write. But she couldn't think of one.

"What are you doing, Maxine?" asked her mother.

"I'm thinking of a story to write, but I can't think of one," said Maxine.

"Well you should write a story about how you feel," said her mother.

Maxine didn't really like the idea but she did it anyway. She wrote a story about someone named Max that had red hair and freckles.

The next day was Friday. Just as the teacher said, everyone got to read their story. Some stories were funny and everyone laughed. Some stories were scary and everyone shivered. After Maxine read her story she told everyone that that was how she felt. Then everyone apologized and promised to not make fun of her again.

Then suddenly, Maxine's red freckles disappeared.

The End