Goal 1: Letters For Dragons

Dear Moonwatcher,

I would love to be a dragon. I wonder how it feels to fly, do you like flying? Too bad I’m a human. It must be amazing to fly. Do you take flying for granted? Like, “Oh I’m just going to go flying”, or do you value it? Do you think you could go a week without flying, then maybe you can see how a human feels.

Anyway, I think it would be cool to read someone’s mind. It must be annoying for you since you can do it. Do you think you would like to be able to read minds or not? It must be very depressing because you can hear everyone’s thoughts, even if they are about you. I would use it to find out what people thought of me and how I can change that. When you first read someone’s mind, was it scary? Was it like BAM someone’s thoughts in your brain? Did you think you were going insane? It seems scary to do that. When people wear the rocks, do you feel happy or scared? You don’t know what your friends think of you. Also do you feel like you’re invading their privacy? Not to be rude, but I would race for those rocks. You could probably make a fortune selling those rocks. Do you think you will always wear the rock?

Also when you tell the future can you tell when it’s going to happen? Like when you saved everyone from that burning classroom, how did you know it wouldn’t be tomorrow, or in a year? Can you just sense the time?

When you first heard Darkstalker, did you think you were going crazy? I can’t imagine just hearing someone in my head without reading someone’s mind. Did you like that he was in your head, and you could share secrets with him?  Were you worried that he was crazy? Why didn’t you ask Starflight? He probably has tons of facts about visions, mindreading, and Darkstalker. Even though he isn’t from the tribe, he reads a lot, and he’s a NightWing.

When you grew up in the rainforest, did you like it? It must have been really pretty to see all the colors. Did you ever feel like there was a missing piece in you life, like you had to be with your own kind? Did you eat fruit? Kinkajou loves to eat fruit since she is a RainWing, and she grew up eating fruit, but do you like it? Fruit is everywhere in the rainforest and you must have tried it at least once. Did you just always eat animals like sloths or monkeys? Did you learn to fly between the trees? Have you ever met a RainWing before you came to the academy? RainWings must have seen you at some point, or they might have thought you were just a shadow. Did you get used to rain?

When you were away from your mother, did you feel sad? How did you entertain yourself, did you chase monkeys, or did you watch the moon, (ha, get it). Did your mother ever bring you any scrolls to read? They probably got wet from the rain. Did you ever leave the rainforest? Like go above the mountains or see the desert.

When you become a grown dragon what do you wanna do? I know dragons do not have jobs, but mind reading is very valuable. You could probably solve murders and kidnappings, (or dragonnappings). Say a SkyWing say, “Help! My husband has been killed!” All you have to do is walk around the SkyWing place and BAM you hear someone thinking, “Gee golly I had fun when I killed Magma!” You could totally catch him and get lots of jewels. I hope you read my letter. I think you are awesome!

From, Rose Stars

Goal 1: I Like Big Books and I Cannot Lie!

For my reading goal I chose Big Book Bonanza. This goal means I have to read two books over 300 pages.

My first book was Wings Of Fire Moon Rising by Tui T. Sutherland. This book was about Moonwatcher who was raised in the rainforest and how she goes to Jade Mountain Academy. She has a secret, she is able to read minds and tell the future, unlike other NightWings. I loved how this book was very long. My favourite genre is fantasy, so having a big book about that was amazing. This book was very different from other books because of how you can see other characters thoughts! It was very  interesting to see Winter thoughts, Kinkajous thoughts, and Quiblis thought. Without being able to read their thoughts, I would have just thought Winter was mean, Qibli was shy, and, well, Kinkajous thoughts are the same as her mood. I love big books because it means I can read the book for a long time. Whenever I finish a book, I feel happy, sad, and empty. When I read big books, I feel less empty.

Thes second book I chose was The Zookeeper’s Wife by Diane Ackerman. The Zookeeper’s Wife is a book about Jan and Antonina. They live in Poland during WWII. During WWII, Germans could shoot any Polish or Jewish person they saw. If a Polish person hid a Jew in their house then the Jew, the Poles who hid them and sometimes even the neighbors would be shot. Jan and Antonina hid lots of Jews in their zoo in empty animal cages and their house. In the end, they saved 300 Jews from being killed. I liked this book, but it was very mature writing. Not just because of the subject. The Boy In The Striped Pajamas was a book about WWII but it didn’t have a lot of difficult words. This book was an adult subject and an adult style of writing. This book was interesting but also boring. It was very cool to learn about how Jan and Antonia saved all those Jewish people. The book listed methods how Jews would hide from being shot, including dying their hair and learning Christian prayers. (Germans would stop women who looked Jewish and ask them to recite the Lord’s Prayer. If they couldn’t, they would be killed.) Some of the book was interesting, but also boring. The author would spend a whole chapter on talking about nature, or about a cat.

Those were the books for my reading goal. It is really fun to read big books. Bye!

 

Lost At The Mall

Toby was five years old. One day he and his mom decided to go to the mall. Toby was excited, because his mom told him there was a ball pit there. His mom explained that first they would go shopping for some clothes for him and his little brother, and then for her. His mom told him that if he behaved, he would get to go to the ball pit. They both climbed into the family’s red van and drove to the mall. Along the way, Toby was dreaming about the ball pit. He only visited to one a year ago, and he loved it.

Finally they arrived. His mom unbuckled him, and he skipped inside. Toby had never been inside a mall before, and he was amazed. There were so many stores! And fancy little plants lined the walls. People with bags chatted on their phones as they walked passed. Toby glanced around and saw a sweets store. A little girl with a pink dress walked out of it holding an M&M cookie. “Mommy, Mommy, can I get one?”

“Sure, sweetie!”

They walked inside the store. The walls were light pink, and a counter displayed cakes, cupcakes, lollipops, and cookies. Toby pointed to a big cookie with lots of M&Ms on it. His mom paid for it, and they grabbed a tiny booth where Toby took a huge bite out of his cookie. As he chewed, a lady with frizzy red hair walked in, and his mom seemed to recognize her. She had a six year old daughter with her wearing a blue dress. His mom waved her over and she and her daughter sat down. Their moms started talking about “mom things,” but Toby was focused on the little girl. She had a pink cupcake in her hands and was staring at the table. “Hi! I’m Toby. What’s your name?”

“Bella.”

“Hi Bella! Do you want to go to the ball pit?” Toby asked in a whisper.

“Ooh!” Bella’s eyes lit up. “ I know where that is! Let’s go there when were done with our snacks.” Bella whispered back.

Toby felt very happy. Soon Bella and Toby finished their desserts as their moms were in a deep conversation about a kidnapping that happened in town. Toby and Bella left the sweets store. Bella held his hand and she lead him to the ballpit. It was a yellow box filled with rainbow colored plastic balls. Three or four kids were playing in it, but it was hard to tell because heads would poke out and go back in. They both ran into it. Toby had so much fun. He played hide and seek with Bella, and they pretended to be dolphins popping out of the water. After fifthteen minutes, Toby thought they should go back to their parents and Bella agreed. She led the way back to the sweets cafe, but their parents were gone. “Mommy!” he called but no one answered. Toby was getting worried. They walked around the mall for five minutes shouting “Mommy!” but no one answered.

“Hey! A policeman! My mommy says that if I’m lost, I should get one to help me!” Bella told him. They walked up to the policeman. They told him that they were lost, and they needed his help.

“Really?! Because my friend told me that two moms were looking for their kids.” He picked up his radio and told his cop buddy that he found the two kids. “ Ok kids, we are going to go to the fountain where you’ll see your parents, ok? Follow me.”

Toby and Bella followed the policeman to the fountain were they saw two anxious moms biting their nails. Toby and Bella ran to them and hugged them. The moms hugged them back and planted kisses all over their faces. And that is the story of how Toby and Bella got lost at the mall.

 

Why Art Is The Best

I love art. If you’ve seen the title of my blog, then you would know. Today I will be writing about why I love art so much.

I first started doing “art” (drawing minecraft mobs when it was still a thing) at the start of summer after fourth grade. If you have read my other blog, Where I Learned To Draw, then you would know the whole story. Art is relaxation for me. Instead of bottling up all my emotions, I can draw them. I do not use a diary because writing hurts my hand but drawing for two hours straight does not. Drawing allows me to draw what I’m thinking of. For example, if I’m thinking of a cool idea for a dragon, I can draw it to show others my ideas.

In sixth grade, I had art first instead of keyboarding, so now I can tell you guys why it is the best! I had Mr. Green, and he roasted so many misbehaving students! In art class we had many art projects. Graffiti line art, draw a city, clay, and printmaking. In art class first we had a bell ringer. A bell ringer is a little piece of paper you pick up every class. It is the same for everybody, and it will say something like, “Oh no! Your inventor parents have created an elephant that can dance like a ballerina! Draw yourself dancing with the elephant.” Then once you draw that, you can see how others interpreted this. Some may draw the elephant holding you up by the trunk. The elephant might have a pretty pink tutu, or it could be singing! Art is really fun because you can draw cool things and see what others drew.

Next sometimes Mr. Green would have a mini lesson about 10-15 min showing how to draw a cube or shade a circle. Usually we would just get on with our project. We had out tables in groups. When we were working on our project, we could share ideas with our table mates. “Do you think this flower should be red or blue?” “I think blue would go good with the rest of the colors.” “Thanks!” I got great advice from my table mates. We would also talk about current events while we were painting or sculpting. My teacher would also play music, but not the classical music, he would play rock music! It was so fun because sometimes the radio would have ads like santa saying, “Ho, ho, ho! Merry christmas!” And we would all repeat in depp voices. Art class was really fun. Not just because art is the BEST, but because my art class was such a fun environment to work in!

How I Paid It Forward

For this blog I chose Pay It Forward. I chose this because I wanted to do something nice.

First I helped my brother. He was eating veggie chips and watching youtube on his ipad. I was in the kitchen eating some cheese when I noticed his glass was empty. He said he was thirsty to no one in particular. I normally would just get my cheese and eat it, but then I thought about how helping him will help me with this assignment. I remembered about all the times he helped me so I grabbed his glass and went to the fridge. I filled his glass with water. His head swivelled around halfheartedly. I gave his filled glass back. He smiled and said thank you. After I felt happy because he immediately began to drink the water.

Next I asked my mom if she needed help with anything. She said she wanted me to seperate the colors from the blacks and whites. I said ok and went upstairs and lifted the heavy laundry out of the basket onto the floor. This basket was for colors. The other basket had a divide in the middle for blacks and whites. I began sorting. Sometimes a white sock would be in the colors or a pair of black shorts in the whites. After I was done, I felt really happy. It was good to know I helped my mom. The chore only lasted two minutes, so I felt happy I was able to do a nice thing easily.

The last thing I did was at the park. There’s a playground outside my house that is easy for me and the neighbors to go play in. Me and a few other kids were playing Sharks and Minnows. How sharks and minnows works is that one person is the “shark”. The “minoes” stay on the bases on either side of the playground. The goal is to run across the playground to the other base without the shark tagging you. If the shark tags you, then you also become a shark until there’s only one person left. There was a girl there who was the shark. She was bad at being a shark, but excellent at being a minnow. After twenty minutes, she couldn’t tag anyone, so she begged one of us to take her place. I didn’t want to, but I said yes. I couldn’t bear any longer to have the easiness of running from base to base. The girl looked really happy. I’m glad I did that, because it made her feel good.

Stalking People

For this assignment I chose observations. At first I thought it was kind of creepy. I mean, watching people, and taking notes, weird. But I chose to do this because, let’s agree, I’m crazy, and would definitely have fun stalking people.

I chose to do this assignment  because we were going to Ruby Tuesday that day. Ruby Tuesday is a restaurant. I figured that stalk- I mean, observing a group of people at a restaurant would be fun. I could hide behind a menu, like in the movies. I figured they probably wouldn’t notice. I went to the restaurant, got a salad, and began my stalki- I MEAN OBSERVING.

My family was at a booth near the windows. The family I was stalking/observing were sitting at a table to our left. It was one of those tables in the open. I never liked those tables. I liked a private booth. There was a mom, a dad, and probably an aunt. There was a girl my age who had a little sister about nine years old. From what I could see, the mom had a salad while the older sister had some fries. When we got there, I saw the older sister on her phone. I thought, Wow, don’t go on your phone at the restaurant. But after a minute she put it away, on the other hand, her little sister went on her phone constantly. Every minute the screen’s bright light was shining on her face. I chose this group because they were the closest to us and the easiest to take notes on. I wanted to hear what they were talking about, but my brother was constantly talking about dinosaurs.

About halfway into our meal the girls left. I think they went to the bathroom, but they were gone for fifthteen minutes. After they got back, the little girl went on her phone, and the big sister listened and talked with the adults. I would always take glances at them to see what they were doing, but I think one time I made eye contact with the little girl. Eek! Then when I got my cake, (it was my birthday), my mom took a picture of me, but I think I saw the girls dad turn his head slightly. All in all, they didn’t notice me. They didn’t say anything like, “Hey, why are you watching us?” I had fun stalking people, and I will probably do it more. MWA HA HA HA HA!!!

A Real Life Castaway

If I was grounded on a deserted island, I would bring three things with me. A lighter, a first aid kit, and a book on survival hacks.

I would bring a lighter to start a fire. A lighter is very useful and I would have a hard time to start a fire with sticks. I could use a lighter to cook. I would hunt a rabbit and I could grill it to get meat. (I don’t want to get salmonella). I could also use a lighter to stay warm. In the night it will be very chilly and I want to be warm. Getting a cold is the worst, especially if you are alone. Next I would probably use a lighter for water. If you boil water, then it is safe to drink. I don’t want to drink muddy water that fish have peed in.

I would also bring a first aid kit. First aid kits can help you if you get sick, get burned, or start bleeding. On an island there are going to be wild animals that will scratch, bite, and bruise you. Also thorns on plant will scratch at your legs. These cuts will need to be cleaned so they don’t get infected, then covered in a bandage. Especially if its a deep cut. Blood loss is very bad for your health. It can make you tired, and sick. If i’m sick, then I can’t get food, and a wild animal will probably attack me. If i get sick, a first aid kit will have medicine to cure me. As I said, being sick is bad. Especially if it’s a disease. Burns are painful, and first aid kits definitely have burn medicine.  Burns can make you have low body temperature, breathing problems, and bone and joint problems.

Next I would bring a book on survival hacks. Survival hack books have hundreds of pages about how to make a raft, hunt, and cook animals. I do not have any of these skills so a book will be very useful. I love to read, so I wouldn’t get bored when reading a book on how to save my life. I am very crafty, so I would probably find a way to use the facts to help me a lot. I definitely need help in the food category. The book could tell me about poisonous berries, dangerous insects, and ways to hunt. The book could teach me how to make a spear. It would also tell me how to cook an animal, since I definitely wouldn’t know how and blood and guts are gross. So those are the three things I would bring, and I definitely won’t do anything that bad to get stranded on a deserted island.

Where I Learned To Draw

When I finished fourth grade, my family and I drove to the Grand Canyon. We also went to Dead Horse Park, Utah, Nevada, The Great Dam, and many other places. Of all the places we visited, the Grand Canyon was the best. It was so fun to see it with our own eyes. Red, brown, yellow, and orange were in streaks along its walls. You could see green-brown ferns dotted along the cracks. The canyon was so deep that the bottom was blurry. When we went to Dead Horse Park, it was breathtaking. You could see how the ocean affected it millions of years ago. The brown rock rolled in waves across the ground, and the rock wall were in solid blocks of layers like a Minecraft mountain. One of our stops was the Hoover Dam in Utah. When we stepped out of the car, it was like an oven, seriously. It was 101 degrees, but it felt like 150! After we got out of our car, we barely made it from heat exhaustion to the edge where we saw the glistening water ripple in the sun. I was told that no-one had ever survived if they fell in, but I wanted to jump in so badly because my skin was baking!

This may not seem like a small moment, (in fact, it sounds like a big moment), but that was the place where I discovered my love for drawing. We drove for an hour everyday to get to the national parks, and it was super boring. If I looked at my iPad for a minute I would feel like throwing up. So, I tried drawing. In fourth grade we got a purple book that we never used, (seriously, every page was blank). I brought that with me on the trip along with a pencil case full of pencils, sharpeners, erasers, and colored pencils. While we were on the trip, I would draw Minecraft creatures since Minecraft was still a thing. At our hotel rooms, when we couldn’t sleep, we would draw people fighting each other while watching TV. At the start of the week, I drew very badly, and spent an hour on a pathetic drawing I could now do in ten minutes. But by the end of the week, I was still not good. I did get better though. But when I was drawing, my brain clicked like helmet straps. I realized this is what I wanted to do. I loved, loved, loved, LOVED drawing, and I wanted to do that for the rest of my life.

Without that trip, I would probably be loving something else. Maybe soccer or baking. I do like singing, but my destiny is drawing. I was so glad I could go on that trip, and even if I still liked drawing, I wouldn’t be as good as it. People say that your able to learn something better if your young, and that’s true for me because since I loved drawing so much, I took many classes at a young age. I’m happy about that because that means I can be good at my passion.

 

Hermiones Characteristics

In case you’ve been living under a rock, Hermione is from the book series Harry Potter written by J.K. Rowling. The book series is about a boy who goes to a magical school called Hogwarts. Hermione is one of Harry’s friends, along with Ron which makes her a protagonist in the story. They all go on adventures together and what-not, but now let’s talk Hermione.

Hermione is one of my favorite characters from Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. She brown hair and brown eyes. She also has big front teeth. She is muggle born, which means she has muggle parents. Muggles are non-magical people. She gets teased by Draco about it though since he believes in “Pure-bloods” (witches or wizards who are descended only from witches and wizards. Hermione also loves books. You could always find her studying or doing homework. Books are her favorite. She is top of every class and aces everything. Hermione has saved Harry’s and Ron’s necks more than I could count because of her knowledge. She also has changed throughout the series. In the first book, she always follows the rules, but later on she is more keen on breaking them, as long as she is 100% sure she won’t get caught. She will only break the rules if it will help her save her friends and the world from evil.

In the first book Hermione is eleven years old, but now she is fifth-teen years old in  Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. One way she helps Harry is by helping Harry create Dumbledore’s Army to fight back against Umbridge and Voldemort. This is breaking the rules, but she knows it’s the right thing to do. She’s actually the one who thought of the idea even though at first Harry doesn’t want to. She is very persistent because she believes it is a good idea and keeps reminding him about it whenever possible. She’s very persuasive because she gets twenty people to come to the first meeting.

She is my favorite because she is very smart and willing to help her friends if it means even getting expelled.

 

Warrior Cat Book Recomendation

My book recommendation is for a series called Warrior Cats. I’m sure you’ve heard of this book before but didn’t bother reading it.

The series is about four clans. Windclan, Shadowclan, Riverclan, and Thunderclan. These clans are made up of cats who roam the forest. The four clans defend their territory and hunt for their own clan. All the clans follow the warrior code, laid down by Starclan, (heaven for cats), and follow them. There is the leader, who’s in charge of the clan, deputy who makes sure the Leader is safe. Warriors fight for the clan and Apprentices learn how to be warriors.

The book starts with Rusty the housepet sitting on the garden fence wall. He stares longingly into the forest, wanting to escape his kitty pet life. After much thought, he ventures into the forest, to meet Bluestar, Tigerclaw, and Graypaw. Bluestar is leader of Thunderclan. Tigerclaw is a warrior, and Graypaw is an apprentice. They ask what he is doing and he says that he wants to be a clan cat. Tigerclaw resists, but Bluestar allows him. Bluestar gives him his new name, Firepaw, because of his flame red coat. Shortly after Firepaw arrives, a battle broke out near Snake Rocks between Thunderclan and Shadowclan, killing Redtail in the process. Tension rises between Thunderclan and Shadowclan, and Firepaw is eager to fight for Thunderclan.

I love this book, for one, because I love cats, and two because it has great fighting scenes. It’s so interesting how cats could make a society, have rules, and work with each other. When the tension between the clan arrives, it makes me want to keep on reading to find out what happens. One thing I love about books is plot twists, and Warrior Cats has lots of those. This book is great because the author researched a lot about cats, so their actions seem so realistic, (although the storyline not). I would recommend this book for anyone who loves cats, and likes great fighting scenes.