School art

I decided to clean out some of the art hanging in the house from the kiddos. Here is one of Nathan's recent drawings..

Final product from Creative Writing class

Well, this was an interesting experience. I can say it was good for Nathan and I can also say that I now am extremely unsure of these after school class taught at Carl Sandburg lol. It was the most expensive class offered and somehow it's the only class I have had to do a ton of work for. I had no idea what the writing specifics were. The first few weeks, no matter how many times I asked, the teacher just kept saying the story was 16 pages. Well there is a lot of room for interpretation there. In the end she didn't care if it was one sentence on each of the 16 pages or more, but it took many parents peppering her with questions on specifics to find this out. So poor Nathan was doing a bunch of unnecessary writing that he didn't really want to do to make the story longer until we had clarification. I had to do all of the printing at home and all of the binding. Then I had to bring food for the author night. That wouldn't be such a big deal if most of the parents weren't wondering what exactly the $180 was for that we spent for this class if we had to do so much at home? The last class I signed up for at the school was $150. They spent an hour with friends after school playing Legos and I did nothing at all but pick Nathan up when it was over. End rant. Here is Nathan's awesome book.

 

 

 

THe most awesomest choice time ever (school writing prompt)

If I were to be in charge of Choice Time, I would make a money machine (maybe) and have ice cream, dunk the teacher with ice cold water, and of course bring a device to school! You would also get to be as loud as you wanted. Also, I would bring a DJ to do some music. You could bring in a beach chair and pull your shirt off and bring board games too. No tv or xbox 360 or xbox 1. You would be allowed to bring in stuffed animals and beds too. Parents would have to pay the teacher if they needed to come in.. Well, enjoy Choice Time! Bye!

Nathan

Short break...

More stories to come soon... I gave Nathan a week off for a good report card and then his teacher assigned the kids their first research project. Because he put so much work into that, I will post it in place of a story. His next big assignment is for the after school creative writing class he is taking at school. By the end of that class, he will have written a 16 page story with illustrations that is an expansion of one of the blog stories we posted. It's been pretty hard for him to do that much writing so in the meantime he gets a break from mom's weekly short story assignments ;)

Ode to Gideon

Nathan had a good report card this week so I let him off the hook on his weekly story with one exception. He had to write something for his cousin Gideon's birthday. Here is the story he came up with, no editing done as it was so cute :)

The Skittles go missing

One day, in Seattle, Washington, the Seahawks were losing to the 49ers. The score was Sea 6 SF 10. Pete Carroll was holding onto Marshawn Lynch's skittles. He put the pack of skittles down on a nearby bench. A minute later, it was gone. Pete knew he was in trouble. Marshawn's skittles were completely gone.
Pete said, "I need to find these before Marshawn finds out and tackles me and I lose my job!" he started searching frantically. He walked into the locker room and as he passed the white board, he stumbled over a portal. Leading to the portal was a trail of skittles. "I think I should go in there. I might find the skittle thief," Pete said and he jogged into the portal. He started spinning around and around and when he stopped, he realized he wasn't in the locker room anymore.

Things started spinning around and around again and Pete saw 4 things were coming at him. Through the portal came Joe Montana, Tavaris Jackson, Robert Turbin, and Frank Gore. "Huh, why are you here," Pete asked. "We were looking for you," said Robert Turbin.
"Marshawn's skittle have gone missing and I don't want to lose my job. You're going to have to help me," Pete said. "We need to find them before it's too late."

"Too late," said a voice. Everyone turned around to see a strange figure with weird looking zombies wandering near her. "I am the Football Eater and I hate football," said the Football Eater. "If you want your skittle back, you have to beat me at a football game."

"We accept your challenge," Pete said. While everyone prepared for the game, Pete noticed the skittle were unguarded under an oak tree. He decided he should go for it. He grabbed them and put them in his back pack before the Football Eater returned. Five minutes later the Football Eater returned with her crew.

Everyone gets their players on the field and the game starts. The Football Eater punts the ball to the other team. The other team caught the ball and started running and didn't stop until they were through the portal. They knew the Football Eater would try and follow them to get the skittles back so they searched for a way to close the portal.

Pete accidentally bumped into some coffee and it spilled on the portal. It closed!! Pete ran as fast as he could to Marshawn with the skittles. Marshawn made a touch down and the Seahawks won.

But it wasn't over. Far away, in the employee lunch room, a man was reading a newspaper. He looked up and saw a swirly thing. "I'm going to get my revenge on Pete Carroll wa ha ha ha ha ha!" shouted the Football Eater.