Ashlynn asked me to type this writing assignment she did for school. I looked at it and thought that it was amazing and very appropriate to keep:
I got to the spot that I had hiked so far to get to; the forest. I could see the pale white rapids, and the green spotted stepping stones across the river like elephant tracks. I could see the bright green trees. I could smell the sweet, fresh berries and salty saltwater. I could smell the slick, wet fish and the flowers that smell as sweet as honey. They were bright pink. I could feel the wind brushing my cheek, turning it dark red, and slimy rocks under my feet as Eli and I jump across the stepping stones.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Hard Choice
On May 18, 2009 I had to deside if I wanted to buy a new plahouse or if I wanted to keep our fort. I couldn't decide becuase I knew Tyson spent a long time on our fort and worked really hard on it but my mom said the playhouse has a driveway and a real roof and windows. On family home evening I was the activitie. For the activity I decided to look at the playhouse. I called tyson and asked him if it was o.k. with him if we got the playhouse and put the fort at our grandmas house. He said "yes." So we did that.
Notes from mom: I think this was written a while later after the event. The playhouse was free. It had a drive-up not a driveway. Tyson was on his mission so he wasn't available to ask and I don't think that grandma would have allowed another box fort at her house now that she finally got the other cleaned up.
Notes from mom: I think this was written a while later after the event. The playhouse was free. It had a drive-up not a driveway. Tyson was on his mission so he wasn't available to ask and I don't think that grandma would have allowed another box fort at her house now that she finally got the other cleaned up.
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