Isaac Newton

By: Corinna DeLost

“I do not know what I may appear to the world; but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the seashore, and diverting myself now and then in finding a smoother pebble or prettier shell than ordinary, while the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.” -Isaac Newton

Isaac newton was born January 4, 1643, in the hamlet of Woolsthorpe, Lincolnshire, England. He was the only son of a local farmer, also named Isaac Newton. He died three months before his son was born. Isaac Newton was born a premature and weak baby, who was not expected to survive. When Newton was three years old, his mother Hannah Ayscough Newton remarried minister, Barnabas Smith. Hannah left Newton to grow up with his grandmother, so she could move in with Barnabas.
At age twelve, Isaac reunited with his mother after her second husband died. Hannah brought three young children with her from her second marriage. Newton had been enrolled at the Kings school in Grantham, a town in Lincolnshire. At school he was introduced into the amazing world of chemistry. His mother pulled him out of school and tried to make him a farmer. Isaac found farming to be miserable.
Isaac was soon sent back to Kings school. Isaacs uncle, a graduate from the University of Cambridge’s Trinity College, persuaded Newtons mother to send Newton there. When Newton arrived there, the Scientific Revolution of the 17th century was already in full force. During his first three years at Cambridge, he was taught the standard curriculum, but was more fascinated in advanced science. Newton spent all of his spare time reading from modern philosophers. Even though, Newton graduated with no honors, his efforts won him the title of scholar and four years of of financial support for future education. Unfortunately, in 1665, the plague that was in Europe had come to Cambridge. It forced the University to close. Newton went back home to start his private study. During this time Newton experienced gravity for the first time with a falling apple.
When the plague ended in 1667, Isaac returned to Cambridge. He received his Master of Arts degree in 1669, right before he turned 27. Newton read Nicholas Mercator’s published book on methods for dealing with infinite series. He quickly wrote a treatise, De Analysi. He shared this with friends and mentor Isaac Barrow.
As a professor, Newton used a reflecting telescope that he designed and built in 1671. Isaac took many notes on light, optics, and color in 1672. These notes he later published as part of Newton’s Opticks. Not everyone at the Royal Academy was enthusiastic about Newtons discoveries in optics. At the academy there was Robert Hooke, one of the original members at the Royal Academy. He was a scientist who accomplished in a number of areas, including mechanics and optics. Hooke believed that light was composed of waves.
Hooke was not the only one who questioned Isaac’s work in optics. Dutch scientist Christiaan Huygens and many of French Jesuits also questioned his work. All of the criticism hurt Newton. Unable to handle it, he went into rage. In 1678, Newton suffered from a nervous breakdown. The death of his mother the next year caused him to become even more isolated.
In 1703, Newton was elected president of the Royal Society after Robert Hooke’s death. In 1705, he was knighted by Queen Anne of England. By this time his career in science and discovery had given him a way to a career of political power.In 1705, a German mathematician Gottfried Leibniz accused Newton of plagiarizing his research. He claimed he had discovered infinitesimal calculus years before.
Towards the end of his life Newton lived at Cranbury Park, near Winchester, England, with his niece, Catherine (Bancroft) Conduitt, and her husband, John Conduitt. Newton had become one of the most famous men in Europe. Newton had also become really wealthy. Even though, Newton had become famous, his life was far from perfect. He never married anyone or had many friends.
Once Isaac reached 80 years old, he was having trouble digesting food. He had to dramatically change his diet. In March 1727, Newton had severe pain in his abdomen and blacked out and never regained consciousness. Newton died the next day, on March 31, 1727, at the age of 85.
Isaac Newtons fame grew even more after his death. Many people considered him the greatest genius who ever lived.
Bibliography

-http://www.biography.com/people/isaac-newton-9422656
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-https://www.newton.ac.uk/about/isaac-newton/life
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Fred DeLost

 
Focus your life on what you love to do, not on what makes the most money.

Fred DeLost was born Saturday, June 25, 1932. He was born in Strabane, Pennsylvania. His parents were Mary Tomsic and Anton DeLost. Fred had five siblings; Frank DeLost, Tony DeLost, Hover DeLost, Ulga DeLost, and Lucy DeLost.

Fred graduated from Chartiers high school in 1950. After high school, he was drafted in to the army. Fred served in the Korean war. He was a catcher for the All Army Baseball Team. After the army, Fred got a four year scholarship to play baseball for Pittsburg University. He was considered the best catcher in the country. Fred later got a bachelors degree in business and administration. After college Fred was drafted to the Pittsburg Pirates in 1958.

Later in his life, Fred worked for General Electric, US Steal, and General Dynamics. He got married to Sara Kioalicas and had three kids, Fred DeLost, Karen Lynn DeLost, and Ernest DeLost. Fred built all the Little League baseball fields at the Parmatown hall. He coached all his teams there. After his death the fields were named after him.

Fred had many obstacles and accomplishments he had to overcome. His main obstacle was surviving throat cancer. His many accomplishments were, he received eleven varsity letters which was the most in his high school. The record still stands today. Fred was an athlete who was drafted to the Pittsburg Pirates.

His friends and family were very important to him. Fred was a fantastic athlete and amazing at baseball. He was the first person in his family to graduate college due to his sports scholarship. Fred taught many people perseverance (not giving up and working hard). He also taught people to focus your life on what you love to do, not on what makes the most money. Fred was one amazing person who lived his life well.
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Downed

 
“Mayvelle, get your bags it’s time to go!”
Today is the big day. My family and I are taking a trip to Kerguelen Island. I quickly ran into the bathroom and washed my face then put on my makeup. I wouldn’t say I’m going through my teenage phase, but my room is a clothes and poster disaster. My bathroom is nothing better, it’s just a bunch of spilled creams and makeup everywhere, but isn’t this what a 15 year old girls room is supposed to look like?
After I got my bags, I ran into my sister, Icel’s, room expecting she wasn’t even up. Surprisingly, she was ready! I didn’t even have to say let’s go because as soon as I got into her room, Icel raced out, slamming her bag into my leg as she went. I went downstairs
and walked right into a food buffet. Since we were going to be gone for almost a month, my parents wanted us to eat everything in the house. I made myself a plate of french toast, eggs, fruit, yogurt, and bacon.
My mom called a cab and it arrived within 6 minutes. My dad got to sit in the front seat and I was squished between my mom and my sister. The cab smelled like a weird vanilla baby powder scent, and of course now I would have a headache on the plane. Icel ran out of the cab and into the airport as soon as the cab stopped. My mom quickly handed me our tickets and told me to find Icel. She also said to just board the plane after I found Icel and that my mom and dad would get off the plane if we weren’t on. I then ran out of the cab with both Icel’s and my bags.
As I scurried like a rat through the airport after my crazy little sister, I noticed a small girl wearing the same shirt as Icel attempting to ride the up side of the escalator. Then I realized it was Icel. I ran over to her and yelled,
“Icel get down now!” She looked over at me, but ignored me and continued riding it. I ran up the escalator, but right before I grabbed her hood, she jumped on the down escalator. Since the escalators went pretty slow, I was able to catch up to her. I grabbed her arm and now that I think about it, not really nicely, yanked her onto the escalator steps. As I yelled at Icel she made the comment of
“Geez, I thought you were fun.”
That comment brought tears to my eyes. I guess I’ve always thought of myself as a fun sister, never as a safety sister. Well, I mean I always try to keep her safe, but I never knew it bothered her so much.
Icel jumped off the last step of the escalator and quickly walked away from me with her head down and her eyes red. Just great, I thought to myself, now we’re two crying, lost weirdos. I let her stay in front of me so she wouldn’t think I cared. Icel always thinks that her tantrum will attract people to her. Not this time. She started to make me sad and her brilliant plan would of worked again if she didn’t stop at a store then come running to me asking if she could get a candy bar. After, Icel picked out a candy bar we hurried to security.
OMG! Why does security make you take your shoes off at check in and why did I choose to wear my shoes that take forever to take off. Of course Icel wore flip-flops and nothing makes her happier than wearing no shoes. After check in, Icel told me she had to go to the bathroom so bad and she couldn’t hold it. The bathrooms were like a mile away. Seriously, how hard is it to make an airport with more then one bathroom?
“Come on Icel, lets go!”
“Mayvelle, hold your horses!” she responded.
“We’re going to miss the plane and we still haven’t found mom and dad.”
“Look Mayvelle, I’m a mummy!” exclaimed Icel happily.
“Seriously, is it that hard to not cover yourself in toilette paper every time you go to the bathroom?” Icel just grinned at me then agreed to take it off.
“ Gate 5B will be closing in 2 minutes,” ordered the front desk.
“Good thing we’re at gate 3A,” Icel answered.
“No! We’re at gate 5B!”
“Come on Icel, do you want to miss the plane?” We scurried out of the bathroom crashing into everything and everyone as we went. Right as the flight attendant started to close the gate, she noticed us running to her and opened the gate for us.
“Mayvelle, where are mom and dad?” Icel asked 20 minutes into the flight.
“I think right there.” I point to a man and women 6 seats in front of us.
“Are you sure?” Icel asked.
“Yeah, look at the hair, it’s the same.”
“Hey, Mayvelle.”
“Yeah?”
“I’m going to watch a movie, ok?”
“Ok” I said yawning. “I’m going to take a nap.”

“Mayvelle! Wake up!” “The plane’s about to crash!”
“What!” I looked out the window and saw the plane going straight into the ocean! Everybody, including Icel and I started to scream. All of a sudden the plane hit the water and broke apart. Everybody was thrown into parts of the plane and I got smashed into the control panel and passed out. The freezing water wakes me up and I immediately grab a small part of the plane, so I don’t
drown. People start to sink below the water and disappear.
“Mayvelle help!” I hear Icel scream. Then I see her holding on to a different part of the plane. I swim over to her, but the current pulls us apart.
“We have to get to each other!”
“I can’t. My leg has a cut on it and it stings!” screamed Icel.
“Ok, I’ll come to you.” I tried getting to her for over 2 hours, but the current finally pulled us apart. By this time everybody had sank beneath the sea.
I’ve been floating around the plane for almost 3 hours now with no people and no Icel. The current pulled Icel away from me. I’m never going to see Icel or my parents or anybody else ever again. I’m just going to die alone in the middle of whatever ocean I am in. Why did I have to be so hard on her? She’s now going to die thinking her sister doesn’t like her.
I’ve got to find Icel! I quickly paddle to the main part of the plane. There were tons of small metal pieces floating around me. I grabbed one of them and smashed open the plane’s window. I swam inside and found someone’s bag. Once I got back to the surface, I opened the bag and found clothes, snacks, paper and pens. That’s when I decided I needed to find land fast. I wrote down the plane’s location, so I could swim back to it for more supplies.
Land! I see land! Finally land! Once I was pretty close to the shore I jumped down from part of the plane and I could reach the ground! I pushed the piece of plane out of the water and onto the sand. Down I fell, exhausted from swimming. I just laid on the beach and eventually fell asleep.
I awoke the next morning covered in sand and smelling like fish.
“I need to find shelter if I want to survive another night.” I grabbed a piece of paper and a pen from my bag then made a quick sketch of what I was going to build for shelter. My idea included many tree branches for walls and a roof. I would cut bamboo pieces in half to make a water way for fresh water. The bamboo pieces would connect to fresh water. I would build my “house” close to a fresh water source and a food source.
As I got up to grab some branches I started shaking really badly. I couldn’t stop. All of a sudden it felt as if electricity was going up and down my body. Voices started talking in my head and my vision was going out. My vision didn’t just leave, I would just start seeing everything I saw in X-rays.
“Am I alive?” I had to ask myself that a couple of times before I realized that I have radiation from the plane in my body, Oh my gosh, when the plane crashed I hit my head on the control panel and I smashed partly through it. That’s why I’m going kind of insane.
After my body started going back to normal I started to collect branches. I found a nice area by food and water to build my “house.” It is so hard to build a house out of branches and long grasses. I started with the walls, but it was really difficult because I wanted my “house” to be big. I built sixteen, five foot wide and six foot tall walls. The whole perimeter of my shelter would be eighty feet!
Once I got the walls up, I started on the roof. Since the roof has to be huge, I needed to get more branches. As I started collected them, the radiation started acting up again, but this time it made me see warmth. Everything that had heat turned red. As I walked by a bush I could see the warmth of a rabbit and as I passed a creek I saw a fox scurrying by.
Finally! The radiation isn’t acting up anymore and I just finished the roof. My “house” doesn’t have anything to cover the doors or windows yet and its almost dark. I quickly searched the bag I grabbed off the plane and found some clothes that I could put over the windows and door. I grabbed a lucky bag. From what’s in this bag it appears like whoever owned it was going camping. In their bag I found a water bottle, a flash light, a sleeping bag, rope, a fishing pole, matches, and a small radio. I got inside the sleeping bag and fell asleep.
“Mayvelle, are you awake yet?”
“Mom?” Is that you?
“Yeah get up, it’s time for breakfast.” I ran out of my room as fast as I could, and as I ran I yelled:
“I had the worst dream ever, we went on a plane, but it crashed and you and dad died and the current pulled Icel away from me and I got stranded on an island with radiation poisoning and it was really scary!”
“Mayvelle……”
“Where are you?”
“Right in front of you.” I looked up and realized this whole time the voice was coming from my head and I wasn’t at home, I was still stranded on an island. I turned around and ran away as far as I could from where I heard the voices. Once I got to a tree, I learned my head against it and wept for my life back.
“All I want is everything to be back to normal! And why did I ever get on that plane?” I walked angrily around and kicked a stone as I went. I kicked the stone really hard and it flew into a river. Since I had nothing else to do, I reached down into the river, but right before I grabbed the stone the river’s current pulled me in.
“I hate currents!” “They pulled me away from Icel and now I’m floating down a river because of a dumb current! The river was pretty shallow, so I was able to reach the ground, but there was no point in getting out.
I eventually got so cold that I had to get out, unless I wanted to freeze to death. I came  upon my “house” and I quickly hurried inside and found a warm coat and dry pants. The small radio had dried and I turned it on to see if it would work. It did! For the rest of the day I listen to people talking about the plane tragedy and how search parties we being sent out to find the plane. The radio person was pretty sure that everyone was dead. I knew that they would look for months, but never find me or the plane.
I awoke the next morning starved. I grabbed the fishing pole and hurried to a river. The river was literally swarming with tasty fish. As soon as I caught one, I ran back to the tent and grabbed the matches and started a fire. The fish was the first thing I ate in days. I guess I was so worried about getting home, that I didn’t even think about eating.
Once I finished the fish, I went back to my “house” and listened to the radio. It went on and on about why the plane crashed, and if there were any survivors or not. It also said how they couldn’t track the plane down because either the pilot turned the tracking device off, which probably wasn’t the case, or that part of the plane was broken.
Weeks and more weeks, have gone by, and I still haven’t been found. I don’t know if my parents are alive, or if even Icel is alive. I barley know if I’m alive. Over the weeks I’ve been building tools, finding food and water, and hoping I’ll be found. Even though I know I won’t be found, I still waste my time by hoping so.
I’ve also been building a rowboat, so I can go back to the plane. I plan to go in 3 days. Until then I’ve just been listening to the radio and nothing else.
Two days before I planned to go to the plane, I was laying down when the radio exclaimed,
“ We have breaking news, a small girl was just found on the Madagascar shore claiming she was on flight 5B. She is being helicoptered back to the United States of America and is going to talk live right now.”
“My name is Icel, and I’m 7 years old. I was on flight 5B going to the Kerguelen Island, with my sister Mayvelle and my mom Jennifer and my dad Chris.”
Right when Icel was in the middle of her speech the radio died. I was so mad that I decided to go to the plane right then. I ran out of my “house” and pushed the boat into the water. The boat was pretty small, so all I brought was the paper with the plane’s location and a bottle of water I found in the person’s bag.
By the time I got to the plane my radiation started acting up again. I was seeing X-rays and it felt like electricity was going up my body. I went through one of the plane’s broken windows and once I was in the plane I could see what was in everybody’s bag. I found Icel’s bag and my bag. I put those bags in my boat. My boat was now pretty full and I had only been in the plane for 5 minutes, so I decided to look around. I went into the control room and found what looked like the tracking device and the thing to communicate to other people with. The tracking device wouldn’t turn on because the plane was out of energy.
I then went over to a different control panel and touched part of it. Eminently, a light turned on. I kept touching the control panel and more and more lights kept turning on.
“I guess my radiation gives energy back to things that have ran out of it.” I walked back over to the tracking device and saw that a wire was broken.
 “That broken wire was stoping my radiation from giving it energy.” The wire was really bendy so I was able to bend the pieces close enough together that they touched.
Once the pieces were back together, I touched it and the tracking device turned on and the communicator thing turned on. I grabbed the communicator and said,
“Is anyone here? I need help!” Someone on the other line said,
“Were you on flight 5B?” I told her yes and that I needed help. She told me people were coming out to get me and that I would be flown back to the U.S.A.
“I’m being rescued! Really being rescued!” I sat in my boat by the plane for a few short hours, and then I saw a helicopter coming towards me. They sent a man down on a rope, and he hooked me up on a harness, then pulled me into the plane. The ride home was full of questions.
Once we got to the U.S, I was flown into this facility where they would make sure I was healthy. After that, I was questioned live just like Icel. They told me that Icel and my parents were coming to see me. I was really confused why they said my parents because I thought they had drowned. It turned out they got off the plane because Icel and I weren’t on yet, I was so happy my whole family survived the trip.
We went back to our house and just talked about what happened and how we survived. I was so happy that I forgot that I had radiation in my body. When I told my parents, I was rushed back to the hospital where the doctor just told me that it couldn’t be removed, but I could learn to control it.
After a couple of days I learned how to control it and it can be really cool having it. Icel, my parents, and I are so happy to be back together. Even though being stranded on an island was not the vacation I had planned, It brought us closer together as a family.
Everything is pretty much back to normal now, except Icel and I are now famous and everyday people are coming up to us, asking for a picture with us. There are books and movies about our “vacation”. None of them are like what really happened, but it’s ok, I could care less now that I’m back with my family. Life couldn’t get any better!

Sparta and Athens

In Ancient Greece there were many city-states. Two of the most common city-states were Sparta and Athens. Parts of the city-states were alike. They both were located in Greece, but other parts were different. For example Sparta was more inland so their military was better on land. Athens was by the ocean so their military was greater on water. Sparta was located on the Peloponnesus; a peninsula located Southwest of Athens.
Their location was both in rocky areas so the soil wasn’t as great. They grew many tree’s such as the olive tree and they both had vegetable gardens. There was animals that they ate and used for sacrifice for their gods.
Spartans and Athens had many minerals and rocks. They used the minerals to build temples. The temples were built for their gods. No one was allowed inside the temples. Food and treasure was placed outside the temples for the gods. Inside the temples there were beautiful items. In Athena’s temple there was a huge statue of her. Other buildings like homes for the citizens were build out of mud and grass. Even though it wasn’t marble used in the temples it still held up well.
Athenians and Spartans wore simple Togas or robes. Some jewelry was worn only by rich people or important people. Everyone wore sandals. Spartan children didn’t get shoes because they wanted them to be tough.
Spartan children were sent away at age 7 to go live in the barracks and begin military training. They required 23 years of training. They had a strong military on land. Athens had to serve in the military for 2 years. They were really strong on water.

At age 7 Spartan boys also left there homes and entered the public educational system. Athenian boys went to school if they could afford it. Girls didn’t go to school.
Athens believed that a good education would benefit everyone. Spartans believed in a good military. They both believed that their gods lived at Mt. Olympus.
Sparta used the Oligarchy government system. They had 2 kings, a council of elders, and a assembly(only to vote through.) Athens legal system was divided into 2 sections.
1.) Public Law: had to do with the city-states.
2.) Private Laws: had people work out their disagreements.
Public Law: had fines.
Private Laws: could face a jury(up to 50 people.)
Citizens made their money by trading goods such as: spices, fabrics, metal, parts for ships, grain, wine, pottery, and olive oil. This is how the trade worked: I could trade a family 1 bottle of olive oil for maybe 2 bags of grain.
Athens invented many wonderful things. These are some of the more common items we know of. The horse bit and bridle, trumpet, flute, pot, rake, plow, ship, and chariot. Spartans invented coins for money, war tactics, and forts. Most of the things Spartans invented are for wars and are still used in today.
Ancient Greece was a great home to these 2 city-states. Athens and Sparta made Greece a beautiful place. They left behind many beautiful things such as homes, temples, pottery, and many myths. You might not realize it, but we use almost everything they used but in a more modified way. We still use pots, and say myths, and do the Olympics today.

10 Hardships Lincoln Faced

10 Hardships Lincoln Faced

 

 

1.)  His parents could not read or write.

2.)  Lincoln’s father kept picking out bad pieces of land.

3.)  Lincoln didn’t go to school that often.

4.)  Lincoln’s mother died when he was nine.

5.)  Lincoln did a lot of farm work.

6.)  Lincoln had a lot of jobs.

7.)  People were mean to Lincoln when he moved to their towns.

8.)  Lincoln had to pay all the debts for his unsuccessful store after his buddy died and didn’t pay for his share.

9.)  Lincoln studied law and became a lawyer.

10.)  Lincoln grew up with a lot of people in a small one-roomed house.

Slave freedom song

When the sun is down

And the sky is black

Swim through the river

For freedom is waiting at the very next stop

Swim through the river

For the moss will lead you all of the way

Swim through the river

Swim through the river

For freedom is waiting at the very next stop

Swim through the river

Slave Diary

Diary

 

 

 

 

 

 

*Keep Out*

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Diary,

 

I live on a small farm. The only thing I have is my little shed and my friends. My friends are the farm animals. There is Betty the cow, Quack the chicken, Rosa the dog, Stella the cat, and Venny the horse. My little shed is like a prison, there are bars on the windows and my master locks the doors at night so I cant get out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Diary,

 

My master is horrible. He’s like a never ending lightning and thunder storm always yelling down at me and punishing me. His name is James Dowell. He expects me to call him sir, but I just call him master. Whenever I don’t call him Sir his lightning starts.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Diary,

 

Every morning when I wake up I have to make breakfast for Master, then feed the farm animals and milk Betty. When I come back in the house from milking Betty I boil the milk and clean the dishes. Master is sometimes nice enough to not eat all his breakfast and leave me some scraps. After that, Master sends me out to pick his crops. When I come back in the house, he always says I took to long and I get wiped. Then I make master lunch. For the rest of the master has me build little buildings for the animals and him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Diary,

 

Master gives me the weekends off while he takes Venny to a horse show. During the time he’s gone, I clean my shed and try to find food. Then I work on my escape plan.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Diary,

 

I sleep on a pile of hay in my shed. My family is not with me. My mom was sold last year and my dad and sister were sold together when I was two. I barely remember them. Now I an all alone. I get very sad, but turn that emotion into anger and try to find a way out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Diary,

 

My masters wife is really nice, but she is never home. I don’t know why, but she comes every 3 months to visit. When she is here she lets me sleep in masters house and she feeds and takes good care of me. She only stays for two days each visit. I wish she would take me to live with her. Her name is Missy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Diary,

 

I got whipped today, when I made master the wrong dinner. He expects me to know what he wants without telling me. I am only 9 years old, so it is hard for me to do all this work. After I made him the right dinner, he got mad at me again for not getting him water.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Diary,

 

When I was walking to the well to get master some water, I met another slave girl. Both our masters are alike. I told her to come to my shed on Saturday to tell her my escape plan.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Diary,

 

Today is Saturday. The other girl came by, but my master didn’t leave and she was caught. I was whipped even more and I had to work over the weekends. My master now wont let me off on the weekends

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Diary,

 

All I want is to be free. I wish I was born free and never had to experience my life. Free children are really lucky. I also want my family back. Free children my age don’t even know what a slave is.

 

 

Persusive Letter

Dear mom and dad,

Have you ever thought about how lonely I am? If you buy me a bunny I will no longer be lonely and will also become more responsible. I know there is no room for another pet in the house.  I know that you are also concerned that you will have to take care of it.  I have a plan for that.

In our backyard, I found a nice shady spot for it’s cage.  I will buy the bunnie’s cage with my own money.  I will make sure I put a blanket over the cage every night, so it doesn’t get cold. With this plan, the bunny won’t have to be in our house at all. With the bunny living outside, I will always be out there and stay active.

Since the bunny will live in the backyard, I will always be out there with it. I know you like it when I am outside playing.  The bunny will keep me so busy that I won’t have any time to watch TV! We will keep active by running in our backyard, taking walks, and playing with each other.

Even though I have cats, I am still lonely.My cats run away from me during the day, but if you buy me a bunny I will have someone to play with. Whenever I am sad, the bunny will cheer me up. The bunny will keep me interested and not bored.

Bunnies will make me more responsible. Mom, I know you are thinking, “no way! I don’t want to have to take care of it.”  Trust me. I have a plan. Every morning, right after I wake up, I will run outside and give it food and fresh water. After I get back from school, I will go and play with the bunny and take a walk with it. Then, around 5:00, I will put the blanket over it’s cage. I will also clean it’s cage weekly.  I will buy the bunny all the items it needs with my own money.

Bunnies will keep me active, responsible, and no longer lonely. Bunnies are active at dawn and dusk. That is the time when I am also active. Bunnies are not like cats, they sleep at night. Rabbits teach kids responsibility. Bunnies are also cats best friend. Go on safari and type, “Do rabbits make good pets?” Then go to the article that says,  ‘Small Pet Select.’

Love you – Corinna

 

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Native American Story

When I woke up, it was just about sunrise. I saw my father trying to start a fire in our tepee. It was very difficult for him since it had rained last night. Finally, he got it to work.

 

“Heather,” he said, I want you to go to the river and catch some fish. I just just nodded at him and jumped onto Blue Star (my horse) and rode to the river. At the river I had caught about 5 fish. As I was finishing up with catching the fish, I heard new voices from my camp. I rode back as fast as I  could. As I arrived at my camp I saw about 10 tall, skinny men dressed really fancy. The men were offering us beautiful gemstone and weapons I have never seen before. They talked in the weirdest language ever. We communicated with hand signals. We showed them how to grow new crops. We also gave them bows and arrows. The men stayed at our camp for about 12 days. During the 12 days they continued trading with us.

 

It was about the 7th day they were here, and for some apparent reason I woke up in the middle of the night.

 

“Something just doesn’t feel right,” I whispered to myself. I went outside to get some air, and there was about 9 dark shadows going into our leaders teepee. Right away I knew it was those men. We should have never trusted them I just knew it.

 

I was about to yell for my father, but right as the words were coming out of my mouth someone covered my mouth with there hand. It was the 10th man. i looked up at him he just stared at my leaders tent. As the other men came out of the tent, I could see that they were taking everything. The 10th man got out a pieces of rope and tied me to a tree. With his hand still over my mouth, he slipped a piece of cloth in my mouth and tied the ends around the back of my head.

 

As the men started to leave and go back to there ship, my father came out of my tent and saw the men with all our treasures. he then saw me tied to a tree. my father quickly untied me and told me to wake up all the men up and to come outside.

I did as he said, and soon all the men we outside. My father yelled at the men. the 10 men turned around and stated running. my father started chasing them, they ran so far into the forest that i decided to wait for my father to come back.

 

about 1 hour later, my father and all our men came back to camp. They were holding all the treasures the men had stole. I asked where the men went my father answered

 

“back to there boat.”

 

Every body was so happy that they got all the treasures back. we had a big celebration for it.

 

 

 

 

The End

 

 

 

 

 

Short Story

I was riding Greta down the trail, when I saw a Union sitting on top of a big rock sketching me. He wasn’t a soldier, but he wasn’t just here to watch the war. I rode up to him and told him to mind his own business and sketch someone else. He told me it was for the newspaper and explained how he was a illustrator and how his job was to draw the war. To get him to stop talking I told him ok and that I was late for the war.

I cant believe that I didn’t realize he was part of the Confederacy. Otherwise I would of killed him. The Confederates are such traitors. Ever since I was little I have been told stories about how the Confederates took our supplies and were horrible beasts.

Later that day, I ran into the illustrator. I decided to introduce myself because you can never have to many friends and he didn’t try to kill me. As I shuck his hand and told him that my name was Shem Suggs, he seemed to brighten up a little. His name was James Dacy. We talked for a while then he seemed upset.

I felt so bad about what I have always thought about Confederates and how I almost killed him earlier. I decided to put that out of my mind and think of the bright side. I made a friend.