One time when I was a gambler [Before I Sam Spade became an artist.] I won 3 million dollars 1mill in 20-one 1 mill in poker and 1 mill in Black Jack.
I am now an artist, millionaire and a former gambler. Though I still gamble a lot, but one day I had an idea I could make a sculpture out of cardboard. So I made 21 inch die [or dice] I also made a stand for it. The stand had winning hands for card games. Then I sold it to the Beach Museum Of Art. I can’t believe I made a sculpture out of cardboard!!
Hi I’m Shane Shick. I’ve been working all daylong. I’m taking a break now. It’s been tough for my family lately because my son has been kidnapped! Hey, be quiet, I think I hear my son screaming! I better follow him. As soon as got up I could see him running away from someone. I ran after him until I got to the river the local gangster Aaron Fritz was beating my son to a pulp. I jumped into a rowboat and rowed as hard as I could and I accidentally ran into Aaron's boat and it started sinking so I grabbed my son and for a moment and smacked Aaron in the face and pulled him up. Then I took the bandit to the sheriff’s office. Aaron got a prison sentence for 50 years. He also said that when he got out he would kill us.
I would like to be a doctor a dentist
Maybe a baker or an MLB team owner
I would like to be a chemist
Perhaps I could do it all and do it all
Then I’d be a millionaire
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Three stories - Sheridan
THE TOY BOAT
I was in a toy store when I saw a big toy bot. It was $56 so I bought it. There was 68 sailors and one Poseidon that came with the boat. It was called the ATOMIC OCEANLINER. THE END
THE HARD WORKER
Once upon a time there was a hard worker. The hard workers name was Henre. He had just chopped down a tree so he took a nap. He had a wonderful dream. THE END
THE SNAKES
One day I saw a big pack of snakes under my bed. 186 snakes under my bed. Big and small snakes big snakes there was snakes everywhere. THE END
I was in a toy store when I saw a big toy bot. It was $56 so I bought it. There was 68 sailors and one Poseidon that came with the boat. It was called the ATOMIC OCEANLINER. THE END
THE HARD WORKER
Once upon a time there was a hard worker. The hard workers name was Henre. He had just chopped down a tree so he took a nap. He had a wonderful dream. THE END
THE SNAKES
One day I saw a big pack of snakes under my bed. 186 snakes under my bed. Big and small snakes big snakes there was snakes everywhere. THE END
Life in the Mountains: a Girl's Story - Jessica
My name is Shima. I am ten years old. I live in a little village on the east side of the Natakay Mountains. Our homes here are built right into the side of the cliffs of Mt. Tarlae. They are made out of a chalky, pale-white rock called Chirilaxx, which is always cool to the touch. It must be, for it is always hot in the Natakay Mountains. Few plants grow here, so we rarely get fresh fruit and greens, or, as some people call them, vegetables. We mostly survive on long-legged animals called Waywaes, which are abundant. Therefore, most of the men in our village of Martaka are hunters, and boys are trained to hunt at the age of seven.
My father, Jarmer, is a successful hunter. He comes home every night with the delicious red Waywae meat hidden away in his Waywae-skin satchel, and the dusty-brown Waywae pelt slung over his left shoulder. I love to watch him come walking up the soft dirt path to our cozy little house every night. The way the late-afternoon sun glances off of his glossy, black, ear-length hair, the way he saunters up the path as if he has no care in the world, the way he swings the satchel back and forth, back and forth, and most of all, the way he calls out my name in his deep strong voice, ruffles my glossy black hair (even though it’s usually pulled back into two braids), and drops the soft Waywae pelt into my outstretched arms for me to use for clothes and blankets.
My father is not the only one with jobs to do each day. Every day, in the dim, early-morning sun, I haul the big chirilaxx jug down to a small stream hidden in the valley inbetween Mt. Tarlae and Mt. Utapartu, our neighboring mountain. I dip the jug into the cool mountain stream and let it fill with water for my family to use. When I lift it out of the water, I set it on the riverbank, then scoop a handful of the refreshing water up in my hands and press my face into them. Ahhh. There’s nothing as good as the chilling water of Lurmita Stream on a hot day. But I have a responsibility to do for my small family. I quickly but carefully set the jug of water on my head and trudge up the path to my home in the mountains, careful not to spill a drop. I hold my hands on either side of the jug to keep it steady.
When I walk in the door of my home, I set the jug down on a small table. It is made out of a tree called the Vallatara Tree. After pouring the water into three small cups, one for each of the members of my family, I run to greet my mother, Taela. After giving her a hug and receiving a kiss on each of my cheeks, I run to build a fire in our fire hold right outside our house and get started making breakfast, which usually consists of leftover Waywae meat mixed with the little amount of herbs we have left in our storage pots. The rest of the day I play outside with my rag doll I got 7 years ago, when we took a visit to my grandpappy and grandmammy. I also sometimes run errands for my neighbors. When the sun disappears and the sky goes dark, I hurry inside and go to my bedroom, a small room off of the main one. I huddle under my Waywae pelt that I use for a blanket and fall asleep, ready for another day in the Natakay Mountains.
My father, Jarmer, is a successful hunter. He comes home every night with the delicious red Waywae meat hidden away in his Waywae-skin satchel, and the dusty-brown Waywae pelt slung over his left shoulder. I love to watch him come walking up the soft dirt path to our cozy little house every night. The way the late-afternoon sun glances off of his glossy, black, ear-length hair, the way he saunters up the path as if he has no care in the world, the way he swings the satchel back and forth, back and forth, and most of all, the way he calls out my name in his deep strong voice, ruffles my glossy black hair (even though it’s usually pulled back into two braids), and drops the soft Waywae pelt into my outstretched arms for me to use for clothes and blankets.
My father is not the only one with jobs to do each day. Every day, in the dim, early-morning sun, I haul the big chirilaxx jug down to a small stream hidden in the valley inbetween Mt. Tarlae and Mt. Utapartu, our neighboring mountain. I dip the jug into the cool mountain stream and let it fill with water for my family to use. When I lift it out of the water, I set it on the riverbank, then scoop a handful of the refreshing water up in my hands and press my face into them. Ahhh. There’s nothing as good as the chilling water of Lurmita Stream on a hot day. But I have a responsibility to do for my small family. I quickly but carefully set the jug of water on my head and trudge up the path to my home in the mountains, careful not to spill a drop. I hold my hands on either side of the jug to keep it steady.
When I walk in the door of my home, I set the jug down on a small table. It is made out of a tree called the Vallatara Tree. After pouring the water into three small cups, one for each of the members of my family, I run to greet my mother, Taela. After giving her a hug and receiving a kiss on each of my cheeks, I run to build a fire in our fire hold right outside our house and get started making breakfast, which usually consists of leftover Waywae meat mixed with the little amount of herbs we have left in our storage pots. The rest of the day I play outside with my rag doll I got 7 years ago, when we took a visit to my grandpappy and grandmammy. I also sometimes run errands for my neighbors. When the sun disappears and the sky goes dark, I hurry inside and go to my bedroom, a small room off of the main one. I huddle under my Waywae pelt that I use for a blanket and fall asleep, ready for another day in the Natakay Mountains.
Tea with the Queen ~ Paige
Tea With the Queen
Diana Kessler once worked at Cinderella Cleaners. She retired and 3 years later had a daughter, Leanna. Over time she had another daughter, Jessica.
Leanna had just turn 10. She was old enough to work at Cinderella Cleaners. Jessica was 6. “It’s not fair!” she whined. Leanna didn’t care though. She was paid $20.00 each week.
“There you go,” called Leanna’s mother as Leanna got out of the car. “Just one picture. Please sweetie?” asked her mother. “Fine,” Leanna said embarrassed. After the picture and goodbye kiss from Jessica, Leanna went inside. There she met Cat’s (A friend of her mother’s) child. Her name is Sydney. “Hi,” Leanna said. “Hello,” Sydney said back.
Leanna started her shift by getting all belongings out of pockets. In one she found an invitation. “Sydney come hear what this says,” she called you, Mary Laving and one guest have been invited to have tea with the queen on June 21, 2010. That’s tomorrow at 7:00 U.S.A., time. See you then
With all regards, Jane, Queen of England. “If the Lady doesn’t pick it up we’ll go,” said Leanna.
The next day on a private jet they went to England dressed as Mary’s nieces. Finally, after getting through security they met the queen. They told her they were Mary’s nieces and that Mary was sick. All went well and they got home safely.
The End
Diana Kessler once worked at Cinderella Cleaners. She retired and 3 years later had a daughter, Leanna. Over time she had another daughter, Jessica.
Leanna had just turn 10. She was old enough to work at Cinderella Cleaners. Jessica was 6. “It’s not fair!” she whined. Leanna didn’t care though. She was paid $20.00 each week.
“There you go,” called Leanna’s mother as Leanna got out of the car. “Just one picture. Please sweetie?” asked her mother. “Fine,” Leanna said embarrassed. After the picture and goodbye kiss from Jessica, Leanna went inside. There she met Cat’s (A friend of her mother’s) child. Her name is Sydney. “Hi,” Leanna said. “Hello,” Sydney said back.
Leanna started her shift by getting all belongings out of pockets. In one she found an invitation. “Sydney come hear what this says,” she called you, Mary Laving and one guest have been invited to have tea with the queen on June 21, 2010. That’s tomorrow at 7:00 U.S.A., time. See you then
With all regards, Jane, Queen of England. “If the Lady doesn’t pick it up we’ll go,” said Leanna.
The next day on a private jet they went to England dressed as Mary’s nieces. Finally, after getting through security they met the queen. They told her they were Mary’s nieces and that Mary was sick. All went well and they got home safely.
The End
Walk on the Rock - Rachel
The painting I chose to write about is called walk on the rock. It’s a picture of a creek in winter. When I saw it I thought about my dad’s house and my happy place, where I want to be. I like the style the artist used to paint the painting because I can relate to it. I also like it because it reminds me of one of my homes.
Art Alphabet
Art
Brush
Cart
Dishes
Easel
Finger Paint
Great Patience
High Cameras on the Wall
Irreplaceable Art Work
Jumbled Colors
Keeping Hands off the art work
Lighting
Meatball
Nice sculptures
On display ceramic
Paintings
Quizzical suspension cables
Real Life paintings
Sculptures
Timid Children
Unbelievable Care
Vertical Windows
Wishes
Xylophones are missing
Yearly Visits
Zebras are also missing
Thoughts - Ella
I personally have always been inspired by this giant ball made of waterhoses.
Since it’s a shape within a shape it reminds me that first you break out of being a kid,
The first shape. Then you break out of being an adult the second shape.
I thought it was neat how one artist drew on mulberry paper.
The picture of the mother with a child reminds me of a old saying you are born into
The world as a baby and you leave it as one as well. There is a picture of a lady with
glasses and she kind of reminded me of myself . I also liked the Whitey Cracker
guy because he looked so interesting and old fashioned .I liked a saying on the
wall that said “You either like it or you don’t and that’s ok.” I think that explains
almost everything. I liked all the different sculptures. There were amazing quilts I
especially liked one called crazy quilt.
A painting called Monday Morning caught my attention with its bright colors.
I liked the gold bowl.
The pointalism painting reminds me of fire, storms and grass.
I thought a green crazy paperweight was cool.
The clouds in one pastel picture looked like a photograph.
A picture of a barn covered in snow caught my attention.
I liked the statue out of cardboard.
I also like the architecture of the shimmery arch.
I like the tulips and the pictures of the lady.
I thought the skull in the hole was kind of scary.
Since it’s a shape within a shape it reminds me that first you break out of being a kid,
The first shape. Then you break out of being an adult the second shape.
I thought it was neat how one artist drew on mulberry paper.
The picture of the mother with a child reminds me of a old saying you are born into
The world as a baby and you leave it as one as well. There is a picture of a lady with
glasses and she kind of reminded me of myself . I also liked the Whitey Cracker
guy because he looked so interesting and old fashioned .I liked a saying on the
wall that said “You either like it or you don’t and that’s ok.” I think that explains
almost everything. I liked all the different sculptures. There were amazing quilts I
especially liked one called crazy quilt.
A painting called Monday Morning caught my attention with its bright colors.
I liked the gold bowl.
The pointalism painting reminds me of fire, storms and grass.
I thought a green crazy paperweight was cool.
The clouds in one pastel picture looked like a photograph.
A picture of a barn covered in snow caught my attention.
I liked the statue out of cardboard.
I also like the architecture of the shimmery arch.
I like the tulips and the pictures of the lady.
I thought the skull in the hole was kind of scary.
Hope ~ Elora
HOPE
Oh little white cup
On a dark brown counter
Surrounded by darkness
You are the only light
In the dark world
Where dreams fall away
And children are lost in despair
You are the hope
That shines in the darkness
Reminding the people
To sip from the white cup
In the dark room
Oh little white cup
On a dark brown counter
Surrounded by darkness
You are the only light
In the dark world
Where dreams fall away
And children are lost in despair
You are the hope
That shines in the darkness
Reminding the people
To sip from the white cup
In the dark room
Thoughts from the Beach Museum - Gabriella
The universe ends somewhere out there [maybe] the Earth is in the middle and we have only discovered one triangle.
Big ball made of water hoses shaped in a triangle ball inside of ball
Nothing is in itself more this than that.
A big nail with a chain connected to a twisted arrow saying the above saying a chain connecting a ball to the arrow
A sculpture with wire upon wire and clay and beads with something that looks like a swimming pool with a T.V. connected to the front a chair on the back with a wire out the top and a bead on top.
Description above
Why do you have to sketch explosions and natural disasters?
Question
I’d brush my teeth more if my toothpaste wore jewelry.
Toothpaste tube with jewel on top and long strands of silver beads hanging down
Don’t underestimate the power of nature.
Don’t remember
“You either like it or you don’t and that’s ok.”
A quote on the wall
Recycling might just win you an art contest
It should be the arch to a water park
A six-sided dice looks (on its side) like a hexagon
Bugs and ants are our clean up crew
Big ball made of water hoses shaped in a triangle ball inside of ball
Nothing is in itself more this than that.
A big nail with a chain connected to a twisted arrow saying the above saying a chain connecting a ball to the arrow
A sculpture with wire upon wire and clay and beads with something that looks like a swimming pool with a T.V. connected to the front a chair on the back with a wire out the top and a bead on top.
Description above
Why do you have to sketch explosions and natural disasters?
Question
I’d brush my teeth more if my toothpaste wore jewelry.
Toothpaste tube with jewel on top and long strands of silver beads hanging down
Don’t underestimate the power of nature.
Don’t remember
“You either like it or you don’t and that’s ok.”
A quote on the wall
Recycling might just win you an art contest
It should be the arch to a water park
A six-sided dice looks (on its side) like a hexagon
Bugs and ants are our clean up crew
A Little Red House ~ Elora
A LITTLE RED HOUSE
THERE IS
A little red house in the snow that stands all alone in the white, glistening world. If you listen you’ll hear children laughing inside at their father’s story in the little red house in the snow that stands all alone in the white, glistening world. If you sniff the air you’ll smell apple pie fresh from the oven waiting to be eaten by the children who are laughing at their father’s story in the little red house in the snow that stands all alone in the white, glistening world. If you look you’ll see the mother who is sewing who made the apple pie that’s waiting to be eaten by the children who are laughing at their father’s story in the little red house in the snow that stands all alone in the white, glistening world. And if you knock on their door, I’m sure they’ll let you in.
THERE IS
A little red house in the snow that stands all alone in the white, glistening world. If you listen you’ll hear children laughing inside at their father’s story in the little red house in the snow that stands all alone in the white, glistening world. If you sniff the air you’ll smell apple pie fresh from the oven waiting to be eaten by the children who are laughing at their father’s story in the little red house in the snow that stands all alone in the white, glistening world. If you look you’ll see the mother who is sewing who made the apple pie that’s waiting to be eaten by the children who are laughing at their father’s story in the little red house in the snow that stands all alone in the white, glistening world. And if you knock on their door, I’m sure they’ll let you in.
Two Ball Triangle - Ellie
I see a big ball and a small ball. Both of them are colorful. Both of the balls have triangles in them. And they have polka dots inside them. They have a few animals on them. They have lots of colors there’s white lines and red blue yellow lines and black green lines. It also has gray brown lines. It has orange lines too.
I see something orange it looks like fire. It’s very very pretty I think it’s made out of plastic. It’s very shiny. I think it came sea. If I touch it I think it would be cold.
I see something orange it looks like fire. It’s very very pretty I think it’s made out of plastic. It’s very shiny. I think it came sea. If I touch it I think it would be cold.
The Pyramid -Luke
The pyramid
It all started win my friends made this new cool clubhouse I wanted to join so they let me in. It turned into a pyramid. The police cote they someday and took ‘em to jail
The end
It all started win my friends made this new cool clubhouse I wanted to join so they let me in. It turned into a pyramid. The police cote they someday and took ‘em to jail
The end
The Chair ~ Luke
The chair
There is a awesome chair in my house my Mom Dad won’t tell me about. It must be expensive. Because they are very suspicious I check the hull entire house and there it is the chair
The end
There is a awesome chair in my house my Mom Dad won’t tell me about. It must be expensive. Because they are very suspicious I check the hull entire house and there it is the chair
The end
Art - Judah
God got nailed on the cross.
These remind me of my dad working.
These remind me dad knocks down buildings.
These remind me of my dad working.
These remind me dad knocks down buildings.
Art - William
I saw something that looked like a pyramid hat and had holes.
I saw something that looked like a lot of jellyfish. It was a chandelier.
First a boat was little. It was a super ship.
I saw something that looked like a lot of jellyfish. It was a chandelier.
First a boat was little. It was a super ship.
By: Aaron
A banana and fruit with a slug. It is wood and metal when chains and a crystal and it is metal and a red dot on it.
The Quilt ~ Aaron
The crazy quilt is cool it was made in 1885 pieced and embroidered silk crazy quilt became popular around 1870. It is every color of the rainbow. Nobody sleeps under it.
Mountain Climbing - Isaiah
I want to learn to mountain climb because I like to climb high. I'd go to mountain climbing lessons.
One time I went camping and saw lonely duck and it thought it was a dog.
One time I went camping and saw lonely duck and it thought it was a dog.
The Kansas Meat Ball - Ethan
Once I went to the art museum and saw a statue. That looks like the earth in a giant
Meat ball and a very colorful earth and a colorful meet ball with points and the earth has points too. They are made of triangles.
The Titanic
Once I went to the art museum and saw the model of the titanic. I think it sank in a pond and people fished it out of the pond a few years later because it is very rusted. It should have four lifeboats but it only has one and it lost two holders for lifeboats.
Ryan
Once upon a time there was a cockroach. His name is Benny. He is 8,926 years old. One day he died but he held the record of how old any cockroach could be.
The End
The End
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