Ending to "Days Wait"

My language arts teacher told us to rewrite the ending to this short story we read during class. The short story is called "Day's Wait." In the story, the main character is a 9 year old boy. He comes down stairs and doesn't look good. His father calls a doctor to check if he's sick. The doctor says he just has a fever of 102 and that he will be fine. The little boy thinks he's about to die because he has a temperature of 102 Fahrenheit. The whole story is about how the kid thought he was going to die because a friend of his told him you couldn't live with a temperature of 42 in Celsius. The whole time the kid thinks he's about to die because he didn't realize that the thermometer was in Fahrenheit and not Celsius. He later tells his dad that he thought he was going to die and when his father tells him he's fine the 9 year old is relieved. I start my rewrite of the story right after the doctor tells the boy that he has a 102 temperature.

Ending to “Day’s Wait”

I’m just sitting their looking out of the window when I see my father coming into my room. He turns to me and takes a deep breath before he tells me that the doctors haven’t found a cure for what I have. I stare shell shocked at him hoping that he’s just joking. After a while I realize he’s telling the truth. My last hope of overcoming the disease is gone. Swept right out from under me. I hesitate for a second before I ask him, “How much longer do you think I have until the disease takes over and I die?” My father gives me a sad look and tells me, “I don’t know son. I really wish I could give you the answer.” I stare up at him with eyes full of sorrow. “The hospital doctor said I might live until I’m 13 even if they didn’t find the cure. I’m only 9 years old; I don’t want to die yet,” I say with tears streaming down my face. We are both just starting off into space for awhile. I think of all the happy memories I’ve had. My mind starts to drift of to when Mother was still alive. She died about 5 years ago in a car crash coming back from work. I don’t have many memories of her anymore. The only memory I have of her is when she would sing to me to get me to fall asleep. My dad always told me how proud she would have been of me and how much she loved me. I turn and look at my father. I saw big fat tears slowly rolling down his face. We had both just come to terms that I wouldn’t be around for much longer. The next couple days we just talked and he read me my favorite books. We talked a lot about Mother and he told me stories of when they were younger. Over the next couple of days my fever was starting to increase and I was sleeping for longer time periods. We both knew what was coming soon. I feel bad knowing I’m going to be leaving him alone in this world now that Mother’s dead and I’m almost too. A week later on one of the rare occasions that I was awake I turn to my dad and asked him If I would be going to heaven. He gave me a small smile and told me, “I have no doubt in my mind that you’ll be going to heaven. You might even see your mother up there.” I started to smile at the thought of seeing my mother again. I could feel sleep dragging me into a fog. Before sleep claimed me I turned to my dad and with a small smile still hanging on my lips I whisper, “I love you.” for the very last time. I slowly slip into a deep sleep that I know I won’t be waking up from.  


 

photography

I haven't posted for a really long time so I thought I would make a blog post on photograph. There will be a couple blog posts on photography showing other pictures I took. Over the summer I took some photograph class. I learned a lot throughout the class. I found out that I have a habit of taking the pictures up close. When the class was all over I started to take some pictures of plants in my back yard. That plants in my back yard aren't really anything unique. Right now its winter but when I took the pictures it was summer or fall and a couple were taken this winter. These are the pictures I took throughout those seasons.

Hunger Games Poem

I haven't been writing a lot because of school but I thought I would write about the new movie The Hunger Games. I saw the movie and I LOVED IT. The movie is science fiction and it's like the show Survivor but for The Hunger Games you have to kill everyone to win the game. I wrote a poem about The Hunger Games when I was just messing around and listening to a song called Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift from the Hunger Games soundtrack.

(Safe)

I have nothing to fear

Nothing to hide from

The walls will crumble

I'll step out into the light

Lowering my weapons

I have nothing to fear

Nothing to hide from

The shaking

The trembling 

Will stop

I have nothing to fear

Nothing to hide from

The yelling will end

The harsh word will disappear

Never to be seen

I have nothing to fear

Nothing to hide from

I have no reason to cry

No one can hurt me

No one can touch me

TRUE (... sort of) by Katherine Hannigan

Sally from Cover to Cover Bookstore gave my mom this book called TRUE (... sort of) by Katherine Hannigan. What first got my attention was the cover. On the cover there's the leaves of a tree and a bird house and a yellow and red bird that looks like someone drew it. The book said its for kids 8-12 and grades 3-7. I myself don't think kids 8-9 should read this book. The book has some parts that made me cry and scared me. The book's not that scary, it's just kinda sad in the end. The book's not out yet but when it comes out I think a lot of people would like it. The book really touches your heart. The book will be out in stores on May 2011. The author who wrote Ida B wrote this book too. There are 368 pages but the font is not that small. This is now one of my favorite books! I think anyone in the mood for a heart touching book will love TRUE (... sort of).

She loves animals but                          A girl
She doesn't  speak                               So sweet till she turned 6
You can't touch her                              She never smiled
She doesn't like loud noise                  She didn't use words
Her eyes are filled of sadness              She used her fist's
What happened to her?                       She was trouble
She's just a kid                                      She had no more friends
Her name is Ferris                              People always gave up on her
FERRIS BOYD                                 She was a small little girl
She was in trouble                              People picked on her
                                                           This girl's name was Delly
                                                           DELLY PATTISON
                                                           She was trouble

Happy Valentine's Day

Happy Valentine's Day

 I know that it's not Valentine's Day yet but I thought I would show you my Valentine's box now. I worked  really hard on it. It's for my class. In my class we are having a Valentine's Day party. We are either allowed to make a box or we could just use a bag. I made a box. My mom and dad let me buy about 12 piece of paper. It took me about the whole day. I also made a video. The video took 1 hour and a half to make. I made the movie with iMovie. Me and my dad sped up the movie to make it quicker. The movie is 12 minuets but before I speed the movie up it was 3 hours. I hope you like it.  My mom showed me a sped up video and it looked really cool.  I wanted to make one like it.  Here is the one I saw - http://www.pkwy.k12.mo.us/pdmedia/?uuid=C44DB1F7-1CC4-EACA-CE7F68C7624188C6





My Video



The music is provided by   http://www.danosongs.com/#music

FLIPPED

FLIPPED is one of my favorite books in the world. I just finished FLIPPED about 2 weeks ago. I think that any one in the mood to read a boy and girl love story should read this book. The book is good if you want a book that has good characters. The book shows the boys side of the story and the girls side. This is a different kinda book. I have written a response about the book. I wrote the response as a poem.


flipped  


one day can be so normal

but before you know it 

every thing can be flipped

you may like someone 

but never look farther then their 

two faced cute smile and gleaming eyes

he may think you're weird 

you may scare him 

and not even know it

but then this is where it all changes

every thing you knew 

FLIP'S

and how does this happen

easy 

life just changes

poem

Hey everyone I was bored yesterday so I wrote this poem. My class is reading Out of My Mind. I really liked the book so I wrote a poem about it. Out of My Mind is a reread for me. We also watched a video that was really cool. The poem is down below. I hope you like it.

out of my mind

a word may seem so ordinary

every step you take is as easy as breathing

each movement moves so easily

well, not for me

a word is a gift

a step can be so special

a movement can be so hard

i unlike other people have a boundary

i can only move if you move me

i have never said a word

each movement takes so much work

for what 

a stupid looking movement 

that looks like nothing

all my life all i see is pointing

staring laughing

you think i cant hear

but i can

i too have feelings 

don’t just focus on what i look like

get to know me

i’m normal girl

just like you