One unusual night, I received a letter from the North Pole! I told my mom, and she immediately transported me there by plane, boat, and train. When I got there, Santa said we need your help! Someone is making all the machines act up! I started pulling levers until I found the one that turned the machine off. Santa and I hung cameras up to find out who the culprit was. I relaxed in a big room and watched at the screens of the cameras. Another thing went wrong, but before that I saw Jack Frost on the eighth camera freezing the toy machine.
All at once, I thrashed down to Mr. S and told him Jack Frost was behind the crime of freezing the toy machine. Some elves thought they knew why. No one really listens to Jack, and he wanted to be as sly as a fox to get attention. Everyone agreed to treat him like everybody else.
Finally, we caught Jack and talked to him about the way he was behaving. We told Jack we would treat him better. He promised to stop messing up the machines. We thought of all the great and some of the bad times we’ve had at the North Pole. Then got back to work.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Michaela Blogs about a Cool Christmas
I will always remember the day I received the most wonderful gift in the whole wide world. It all started out at 3:00 in the morning. It was Christmas morning. I was awake because of the noise that Santa’s reindeer must have been making. It was so annoying that I couldn’t go back to sleep. But at the same time, I was glad that it was Christmas, because I wished for a little baby hamster. When I was trying to fall back asleep, I felt my warm cozy blanket, but it did not do the trick! As I squinted my eyes through the darkness, I could smell milk and cookies. I couldn’t stand tasting my disgusted, dried yucky mouth.
Suddenly, I stepped out of the bed and reached for the doorknob, but as soon as I did I heard someone say the words “Ho, Ho, Ho”. I wondered who could have said that? Santa is here! He came to me as if I called my puppy over to me. I was excited as a monkey jumping off the walls. After my reaction to Santa, I calmed down and went into the living room. As I walked in, I saw so many Christmas wrapped presents. I was about to blow. One of the Christmas gifts under the beautiful holiday tree was an unwrapped gift. It was a hamster! A real live rodent! I couldn’t believe my eyes!
In the end, my mom came in the room with a smile on her face. When she saw the box with a hamster in it, she had a crazy expression. I could tell she was shocked. She couldn’t believe it. Even I couldn’t believe it! I just couldn’t wait to name the cute fellow. When I did name it, I gave it the name Beauty. I named it that name because it was so beautiful. I will never forget that tiny little pet and my wonderful Christmas morning surprise!
Suddenly, I stepped out of the bed and reached for the doorknob, but as soon as I did I heard someone say the words “Ho, Ho, Ho”. I wondered who could have said that? Santa is here! He came to me as if I called my puppy over to me. I was excited as a monkey jumping off the walls. After my reaction to Santa, I calmed down and went into the living room. As I walked in, I saw so many Christmas wrapped presents. I was about to blow. One of the Christmas gifts under the beautiful holiday tree was an unwrapped gift. It was a hamster! A real live rodent! I couldn’t believe my eyes!
In the end, my mom came in the room with a smile on her face. When she saw the box with a hamster in it, she had a crazy expression. I could tell she was shocked. She couldn’t believe it. Even I couldn’t believe it! I just couldn’t wait to name the cute fellow. When I did name it, I gave it the name Beauty. I named it that name because it was so beautiful. I will never forget that tiny little pet and my wonderful Christmas morning surprise!
Makayla Blogs about a Crazy Christmas
Do you know what would happen if the North Pole didn’t have elves? One chilly December morning, my family and I hopped on a plane to the Bahamas. When the plane landed, I was as frozen as an ice cream cone from the icy wind. Our feet were sinking rapidly in the thick snow, and I knew I wasn’t near the equator. Before I knew it, I was at the North Pole in Santa’s village. I followed the sound of hammering - tap, tap, tap, the smell of gingerbread baking, then to Santa’s workshop filled with elves.
Out of the blue, all the elves collapsed at the same time coughing and sneezing. Just then a fat huffing, puffing figure appeared - SANTA! Mr. Claus was sobbing on the stairs, so my mom went to soothe him. Dad went to picking up the elves and laying them on beds. While I went to examine the kitchen, all I could see was miniature people laying on the floor just like the others. Just then I found out why Santa was crying, because Mrs. C. was having a baby today, and there were no elves to deliver it! It was the night before Christmas and not a single toy was made! There were no elves to take care of the reindeer, so the reindeer got sick too. There was no hope for Christmas this year!
As it turned out, my dad was a nurse and proudly delivered, baby Claus. While my dad was taking care of the elves, Santa directed my mom and I to do the elves jobs. I mostly took care of the reindeer. Two hours before the delivery, one by one the elves got better and built sixty billon toys as quick as lighting in one hour. Every reindeer recovered. From that day on, every time I hear the word elves I remember that crazy Christmas trip.
Out of the blue, all the elves collapsed at the same time coughing and sneezing. Just then a fat huffing, puffing figure appeared - SANTA! Mr. Claus was sobbing on the stairs, so my mom went to soothe him. Dad went to picking up the elves and laying them on beds. While I went to examine the kitchen, all I could see was miniature people laying on the floor just like the others. Just then I found out why Santa was crying, because Mrs. C. was having a baby today, and there were no elves to deliver it! It was the night before Christmas and not a single toy was made! There were no elves to take care of the reindeer, so the reindeer got sick too. There was no hope for Christmas this year!
As it turned out, my dad was a nurse and proudly delivered, baby Claus. While my dad was taking care of the elves, Santa directed my mom and I to do the elves jobs. I mostly took care of the reindeer. Two hours before the delivery, one by one the elves got better and built sixty billon toys as quick as lighting in one hour. Every reindeer recovered. From that day on, every time I hear the word elves I remember that crazy Christmas trip.
Ashleigh Blogs about Flat Stanley
Last month, I sent Flat Stanley to Middleburg, Florida. When he got there, my grandpa was so excited, and he did everything that he could possibly think of with Stanley. He rode Stanley on the lawnmower, watched the space shuttle, and learned about my cousin Shane Kimbrough (who was an astronaut on the shuttle). It was so cool!
While Flat Stanley was with my grandpa, they also visited me here in Jackson County, Florida. We enjoyed our Thanksgiving dinner on Saturday. After dinner, my cousin’s enjoyed riding the go-cart, riding four-wheelers, and playing basketball. On Sunday, my grandparents returned to Middleburg, Florida with Flat Stanley.
I received Flat Stanley back from grandpa around November 21st. My teacher Mrs. Hawthorne read grandpa’s story to my class. My whole class laughed at his story. My grandpa is such a character himself. I was the first person in my class to get my story back, and my teacher was so excited. My mom came to pick me up early for an appointment on this day. Mrs. Hawthorne was so excited that she asked for my mom to come down to the room to share it with her.
While Flat Stanley was with my grandpa, they also visited me here in Jackson County, Florida. We enjoyed our Thanksgiving dinner on Saturday. After dinner, my cousin’s enjoyed riding the go-cart, riding four-wheelers, and playing basketball. On Sunday, my grandparents returned to Middleburg, Florida with Flat Stanley.
I received Flat Stanley back from grandpa around November 21st. My teacher Mrs. Hawthorne read grandpa’s story to my class. My whole class laughed at his story. My grandpa is such a character himself. I was the first person in my class to get my story back, and my teacher was so excited. My mom came to pick me up early for an appointment on this day. Mrs. Hawthorne was so excited that she asked for my mom to come down to the room to share it with her.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Precia Blogs about a Hectic Holiday
Can you imagine how just hearing a sound on the roof could take you to the happiest place on earth? One snowy, Christmas Eve, I heard a sound on the roof. What was that? I slipped on my coat and tennis shoes and went outside. On the roof, I saw the jolliest man in the whole world. It was Santa! He motioned for me to come up there. I got a ladder and climbed up. He said I have been a good girl and would answer my Christmas wish to come to the North Pole. I climbed into the sleigh and we were off. Boy, was I cold. When we got out of the sleigh, we were greeted by the elves. I strolled into the workshop, and I saw all the toys. Holy cow, it was the most amazing site! I felt great and excited.
Out of the blue, the elves started to go crazy and screaming at the top of their lungs. What was going on? Santa looked very worried. Now I could see why. Smoke was coming out of all the toy machines - that meant they were broken. I ran to the elves to calm them down. Man, was it hard! I scrutinized the broken machines. I knew how to fix this. As I tried to fix the machines, I heard the pounding of hooves. It was the reindeer. They were getting mad. I called to the elves to calm down the reindeer.
Finally, I finished fixing the machines. I ran over to the elves to help them, and now the reindeer were under control. There was still enough time to hook up the reindeer and pack the sleigh up. Santa looked like one thousand pounds were lifted off of his shoulders. He said I saved Christmas! Wow, did he make me feel important!
In the end, Santa jumped into his sleigh. He told me to come along because of what I did for him. That was a big shocker! As we took off, I thanked him for letting me be a part of Christmas. Eventually, we got to my house. He helped me get out of the sleigh and into my house quickly and without making a peep. He told me to run off to bed, so he could put the presents under the tree. That will be a Christmas I will never forget!
Out of the blue, the elves started to go crazy and screaming at the top of their lungs. What was going on? Santa looked very worried. Now I could see why. Smoke was coming out of all the toy machines - that meant they were broken. I ran to the elves to calm them down. Man, was it hard! I scrutinized the broken machines. I knew how to fix this. As I tried to fix the machines, I heard the pounding of hooves. It was the reindeer. They were getting mad. I called to the elves to calm down the reindeer.
Finally, I finished fixing the machines. I ran over to the elves to help them, and now the reindeer were under control. There was still enough time to hook up the reindeer and pack the sleigh up. Santa looked like one thousand pounds were lifted off of his shoulders. He said I saved Christmas! Wow, did he make me feel important!
In the end, Santa jumped into his sleigh. He told me to come along because of what I did for him. That was a big shocker! As we took off, I thanked him for letting me be a part of Christmas. Eventually, we got to my house. He helped me get out of the sleigh and into my house quickly and without making a peep. He told me to run off to bed, so he could put the presents under the tree. That will be a Christmas I will never forget!
Madison Blogs about a Crazy Christmas!
Picture this: you have a crazy Christmas, everything goes wrong, and when you think about it, it's all your fault! It all started with last Christmas when I couldn’t sleep because I was waiting for Santa.
All of a sudden, I heard jingle bells. I went outside, and there he was. He said to go with him. I got to meet the reindeer. I just adored Rudolph. Then, I got to Santa’s workshop. I could smell glue, because almost all of the elves were gluing. I saw Santa, and he said he is going away to pick up a present for somebody. He said that he is going to put me in charge. Santa left, and he was gone for a long time. I was standing there, and I was shocked that I was now in charge!
All of a sudden, an elf walked up to me and said that everything is going wrong. If Santa didn’t come, Christmas would be ruined. I thought that it was all my fault, because I wasn’t doing my job. Everything was messing up, such as, the machines were messing up, presents were flying everywhere, and the worst thing of all was probably that the naughty and nice lists were flying through the air like birds. I was frozen on the spot! I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I was so shocked that I couldn’t think. It was like when I get in a bad situation, my brain just shuts down.
Finally, Santa came back. He acted as if he was used to doing it every year. He just went around to every machine and shut them down. Then he took the route again, but this time he turned them on. They just worked fine! They weren’t even acting up! Santa walked up to me and said thank you. When I got home, I told my parents all about it. I knew that I would never forget it in my entire life. It was a Christmas I will always remember!
All of a sudden, I heard jingle bells. I went outside, and there he was. He said to go with him. I got to meet the reindeer. I just adored Rudolph. Then, I got to Santa’s workshop. I could smell glue, because almost all of the elves were gluing. I saw Santa, and he said he is going away to pick up a present for somebody. He said that he is going to put me in charge. Santa left, and he was gone for a long time. I was standing there, and I was shocked that I was now in charge!
All of a sudden, an elf walked up to me and said that everything is going wrong. If Santa didn’t come, Christmas would be ruined. I thought that it was all my fault, because I wasn’t doing my job. Everything was messing up, such as, the machines were messing up, presents were flying everywhere, and the worst thing of all was probably that the naughty and nice lists were flying through the air like birds. I was frozen on the spot! I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I was so shocked that I couldn’t think. It was like when I get in a bad situation, my brain just shuts down.
Finally, Santa came back. He acted as if he was used to doing it every year. He just went around to every machine and shut them down. Then he took the route again, but this time he turned them on. They just worked fine! They weren’t even acting up! Santa walked up to me and said thank you. When I got home, I told my parents all about it. I knew that I would never forget it in my entire life. It was a Christmas I will always remember!
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Maykayla Blogs about her Teacher
* Makayla wrote this essay on her own time at home with her dad for the blog.
Mrs. Hawthorne is one of my favorite teachers at Sneads Elementary School. She makes everything fun, even when it’s work. Some say she’s strict, but I say different. Math is not my favorite subject, but Mrs. H. makes it interesting. For example, with times tables, she gave us sheets that have tongue twisters and the only way to figure out the tongue twister is to solve the times table. This really challenges us.
Mrs. Hawthorne doesn’t really care for football, baseball, basketball, or soccer. She’s a full-blown NASCAR fan. Her favorite driver is Dale Earnhart Jr. Even at school, she’s still crazy for car racing. Her whole classroom is covered with racecars.
Every time we read and take an AR test Mrs. H. puts our name and the book title on a racecar of every color, from red to purple. We have read over 300 books in our class so far. Every time we get another hundred, we throw a party to celebrate. We love her parties. Last time we had a party, she baked chocolate chip cookies and served us Pepsis with them. It was awesome.
Because Mrs. Hawthorne keeps things interesting, it is a lot more fun to learn. That’s what makes Mrs. Hawthorne a special teacher.
Mrs. Hawthorne is one of my favorite teachers at Sneads Elementary School. She makes everything fun, even when it’s work. Some say she’s strict, but I say different. Math is not my favorite subject, but Mrs. H. makes it interesting. For example, with times tables, she gave us sheets that have tongue twisters and the only way to figure out the tongue twister is to solve the times table. This really challenges us.
Mrs. Hawthorne doesn’t really care for football, baseball, basketball, or soccer. She’s a full-blown NASCAR fan. Her favorite driver is Dale Earnhart Jr. Even at school, she’s still crazy for car racing. Her whole classroom is covered with racecars.
Every time we read and take an AR test Mrs. H. puts our name and the book title on a racecar of every color, from red to purple. We have read over 300 books in our class so far. Every time we get another hundred, we throw a party to celebrate. We love her parties. Last time we had a party, she baked chocolate chip cookies and served us Pepsis with them. It was awesome.
Because Mrs. Hawthorne keeps things interesting, it is a lot more fun to learn. That’s what makes Mrs. Hawthorne a special teacher.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Congratulations to Mrs. Thompson!
Congratulations to fourth grade's own - Mrs. Thompson - on being chosen as Sneads Elementary School's 2008-2009 Teacher of the Year!
Michaela Blogs About Flat Stanley
* Flat Stanley is a pen pal program that fourth grade participates in each year. Stanley, from the popular book series, "Flat Stanley" by Jeff Brown, was flattened after a bulletin board fell on his head. Because he is now two-dimensional, kids across the country are mailing Flat Stanley and writing about the wonderful adventures they are having with him.
Michaela from Mrs. Hawthorne's class writes about her Flat Stanley experience...
A few weeks ago, I wrote a story about Flat Stanley and sent it to my teacher’s dad. His name is Mr. Carter. A few weeks later, I received a letter back from Mr. Carter. You wouldn’t believe what he wrote about! He wrote about a Thanksgiving trip to the mountains with Flat Stanley. They stayed in a cabin. In addition to Stanley, Mr. Carter also brought his adorable dog, Howie. Howie is only five months old. In Tennessee, they went to the Outlet Mall near Gatlinburg and to Cade’s Cove.
You wouldn’t believe how much I adored Mr. Carter’s story. It taught me so much about writing. No wonder my teacher is such a great writer - she must get it from her dad! To start off, Mr. Carter wrote excellent similes, such as “as thin as paper”. He also had great sentence variety. He wrote both statements and questions, such as do you think Stanley will ever become a boy again? My pen pal also indented and used good grammar. He used great details too, which helped me visualize the story, such as a Pac-Man game in the fishing decorated cabin. Everything you could imagine was in there. It was an awesome story! I am so thankful that he spent time to bring Flat Stanley on a Thanksgiving trip to the mountains and wrote a story about it and sent it back to me.
Michaela from Mrs. Hawthorne's class writes about her Flat Stanley experience...
A few weeks ago, I wrote a story about Flat Stanley and sent it to my teacher’s dad. His name is Mr. Carter. A few weeks later, I received a letter back from Mr. Carter. You wouldn’t believe what he wrote about! He wrote about a Thanksgiving trip to the mountains with Flat Stanley. They stayed in a cabin. In addition to Stanley, Mr. Carter also brought his adorable dog, Howie. Howie is only five months old. In Tennessee, they went to the Outlet Mall near Gatlinburg and to Cade’s Cove.
You wouldn’t believe how much I adored Mr. Carter’s story. It taught me so much about writing. No wonder my teacher is such a great writer - she must get it from her dad! To start off, Mr. Carter wrote excellent similes, such as “as thin as paper”. He also had great sentence variety. He wrote both statements and questions, such as do you think Stanley will ever become a boy again? My pen pal also indented and used good grammar. He used great details too, which helped me visualize the story, such as a Pac-Man game in the fishing decorated cabin. Everything you could imagine was in there. It was an awesome story! I am so thankful that he spent time to bring Flat Stanley on a Thanksgiving trip to the mountains and wrote a story about it and sent it back to me.
Monday, December 8, 2008
St. Augustine Fundraiser
The current St. Augustine field trip fundraiser is an afghan in our school colors made by Mrs. Shelfer. Raffle tickets are being sent home now. Tickets are a $1, and the raffle will be decided on January 8th. January 8th is also the day that the fourth St. Augustine payment is due.
Amazing Readers!
As of Monday, December 8, Mrs. Hawthorne's class has read 300 chapter books. That amounts to an average of 15 books per student! Amazing! Mrs. Hawthorne would also like to give special recongition to Makayla who has read 30 books on her own, and Precia who has read 25 books on her own! Way to go girls!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)