Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Mud by Charlie


Mud is dirty.
Under the dirt is Mud
Dirt + Rain = Mud

Monday, March 23, 2009

Green is the Color of Spring by Emma

Green is the Color of Spring
By Emma
Green is the color of spring.
Ready? Play in the green grass!
Eat green food.
Even carrots.
Now play outside.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Assignment 57 by Emma

If there was a law that you couldn't have green, we would not be able to breathe because there would be no plants.Plants give us oxygen.Animals need oxygen too.Even if they could breathe with out oxygen, they wouldn't have anything to eat.Even carnivores need plants because they eat plant eating animals or herbivores.We couldn't live because we eat animals.The world wouldn't be as beautiful.What would we where for ST.Patrick's Day?!?

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Assignment 57 by Charlie

If green was illegal, there would be no oxygen. Blue and yellow would not be able to get together. No one could live!

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

My Samwitch by Emma

Emma: Balony again! Why doesn't mom choose liver sausage insted?

Samwitch: Hey! Don't insult me!

Emma: Sorry! I thought you weren't listening. But why do you just have to be balony?

Samwitch: Hey! Don't blame me for being a different kind! Besides, I thought you liked balony.

Emma: My sister does but I don't.


Samwitch: Oh! I thought she liked liver sausage.

Emma: She doesn't but I do.

Samwitch: Oh then I got mixed up! I'm sorry! Will you forgive me?

Emma: Yes, I forgive you. But tell Mom I like liver sausage, okay?

Samwitch: Do you mean you're not going to eat me?

Emma: Yep! I have extra money for cafateara food.

Samwitch: Yea!

Emma: Good bye!

Samwitch: Good bye!

THE NEXT DAY ...

Emma: Good, liver sausage! I don't have any more money.

Samwitch: Oh Man!

Emma: Well good bye!

Samwitch: Good Bye!

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

I am a Snowball by Charlie

I am a snowball. There are thousands of snowflakes in me. I was in one snowball fight. I knocked a hat off!

My life as a snow flake by Emma

I,m a little snow flake falling down,
in the country or the town.
I,m a little snow flake on the ground,
making a big snow mound.
I,m a little snow flake melting now,
hearing the mooing of the cow.