Timmy is a 7 year old who lives a double life. He is Super Kid and Timmy Smith. Timmy lives a normal life with normal friends and he goes to a normal school. One thing that no one knows is Timmy’s dad is The Superman. He too had a double life. Anyway, one day superman was called in on a super secret mission that required him to go away for awhile. So super kid was the man of the house while his dad was away. One day while Timmy (Super Kid) was walking to school he saw a mean looking adult walking towards him. As he got closer he saw who it was it was, his father. Dun Dun Dunn.

His father walked up and said “hello Timmy” with an evil sneer on his mouth. Timmy began running away because he knew something was wrong, but his dad grabbed his backpack; he yanked it so hard it came right of. Superman, Timmy’s dad, flew away with the bag. Timmy didn’t want this to happen so he decided to chase him. The chase was long they went through three cities, Trashcan City, Dumpster City, and Dump Land. Finally Super Kid caught Superman. It was a fight near the lake. They fought into the water then all of a suddenly Superman stopped fighting, so so did superkid. What had happened was his dad was sleep walking. So Timmy and his dad worked it out. And they lived happily ever after.

VOCAB

dirt biking is my forte.

weird art

It happened that night
There was sight
The firefighters came
With nothing to gain
The frame fell
In the city of Dale

As the glass shattered
People scattered
Two were hurt
Ones name was Burt
The frame stands there today
In a very odd way.


wow that is random?!?!

dungons and dragons

The first thing I want to say, Beatrice, is I think you are going over board on his suicide. Just because the Dungeons and Dragons books were “towards” the top, that doesn’t mean anything. It could very well be a dirt biking magazine or a Sudoku book. That doesn’t mean anything. Dungeons and Dragons is a stupid game and a waist of time but I don't think a game like this could drive a kid to suicide. Did you ever think of other reasons why he would kill himself. It could have been family problems, problems with friends, or drugs. I think you need to reconsider his death. Did the police investigated maybe they could figure out what drove him to do it. I am very sorry for you and your family. But don’t blame a stupid game for his death. Maybe your son just had problems. You need to calm down and start all over on his death. Sometimes things like this just happen, maybe you will never now why he died. There is sure to be many possibilities that you over looked. IT COULD HAVE BEEN ANY THING.
Cody

thompsons violin

One day, you wake up in hospital. In the nearby bed lies a world famous violinist who is connected to you with various tubes and machines.
To your horror, you discover that you have been kidnapped by the Music Appreciation Society. Aware of the maestro’s impending death, they hooked you up to the violinist.
If you stay in the hospital bed, connected to the violinist, he will be totally cured in nine months. You are unlikely to suffer harm. No one else can save him. Do you have an obligation to stay connected?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?



I am not sure what I would do. I think the right thing to do is stay, but I really don’t know if I could. I would do it for my family and my close friends. If the “violinist” paid me like 2 million $ I would probably do it. I know that isn’t right but I would be wasting 9 months lying in bed; I should get paid something. Right? If I was the person who needed help, I would give anything for someone to stay with me. If I ended up staying there I would buy tons of movies, books, and video games. The violinist and I would also talk about every thing that has happened in our lives. I would also want to travel (in our beds, attached of course). I really do not know what I would do unless I was in that position. Oh yea, I would stay there for Mr. Ross!!

book review

------------------------------"No More Dead Dogs"--------------------------

In "No More Dead Dogs" by Gordon Korman, Wallace Wallace refuses to tell a lie. Wallace Wallace, who is a football jock, is in junior high and in eighth grade. For his first 13 years of life he has never told a lie. Now in eighth grade he is challenged to lie but refuses.
Wallace Wallace reads Old Shep and hates it. He dislikes the fact that in every book about a dog the dog dies in the end. So when it comes time for Wallace to write a book review, he tells the teacher what he truly thinks of the book. Since his teacher is unhappy with the review, Wallace is banned from football practice and is put on detention in the theater room until he writes a good review. Which in his case would be lying. Once he figures he isn’t going to lie he decides to get comfortable in the play rehearsals of Old Shep. After making a few changes in the play, someone decides to pull a few pranks on the set. Obviously everyone knows that Wallace hates Old Shep so the pranks get blamed on him.
Will Wallace Wallace lie and write a good book review to get back on the football team? Is Wallace Wallace the one pulling off these pranks? To find out you need to pick up your copy of "No More Dead Dogs" by Gordon Korman at your local bookstore or library.

book review

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I'm 94/100. I try my hardest but sometimes get tired of school and slack. I also get realllllly mad at the computer sometimes. I am having a hard time in my math class because I am used to learning out of a text book. I also am not used to telling how I do my math. I just do it. This school is different. It is harder than normal school. This school has more test than my old school and it is "project based learning.". I get stressed a lot and want to go back to home school but my parents will not let me. I am happy with my grades in humanities and in spanish but not math. I am trying my hardest in math class and redoing almost all my work. Sometimes I don't understand what Ms. Pierce wants me to do. I do a lot of hard work but then get it wrong. I think that I need to make sure I know what she wants before I go do my work. A few goals I have are:
1. pass all my classes with a c+
2. make alot of cool friends
3. be a good role model and leader
4. be respected by my teachers

box! box! box! box!

Hi my name is Bobby, Bobby Bill. I am here to tell you the story of how I became one of those box heads…. It all started when I was on a road trip with my four friends Cody, Wesley, Cameron, and Joey S. we were traveling from San Diego to New Mexico. We were going to New Mexico to ride dirt bikes we heard that there were a lot of good riding places there. The trip started June 20, 2011. We were done with high school. Altogether we had 500 dollars, 4 dirt bikes, a small box trailer, food, cloths, and camping supplies. We had two plans. One was not to have a plan. And the other was to get to New Mexico. We started going east towards Arizona around 11pm we got to the Colorado River and stayed at our friend’s river house. The next day we did not feel like driving so we took out our friends jet skis. They also had a wakeboard so we did that all day. It was blast. The next day we decided to move on so we drove. Half way through the day we began seeing cattle on large vegetated fields.


As the sun began to drop we decided to scare sleeping cows so we pulled over and quietly hopped the fence we crept up to our first subject. It was a plump brown cow we slapped his behind and then he jumped, moooooed, and fell over. We got farther and farther from the car and soon figured out that we had no clue where we were. So we wandered around when out of nowhere men dressed in suits with boxes on there head surrounded us. They grabbed us, stripped us down to our boxers, and put itchy suits on us. It was weird because we let them do this to us. Then every day for the rest of our life we wandered around like cows with boxes on our head.