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I've had a new idea for my story: Take the story that's on here right now and change it so it's animals. this is why I haven't written for a long time- I've been writing the new one. Any ideas?
Happy late Easter! We had lot's of fun at the Staffords' house. I zip-lined a lot, talked, had a lot of sweets, played with Happy, kept on going back to the kitchen for food, almost skipped dinner because I was so full from lunch and ended up eating a roll, corn and a few carrots, and all the other fun things you do on Easter.

Princesses

Okay! More story for you guys. JDo, I am not like the Crocodile hunter. Anyways, here you go:
The king jumped off a sweat streaked horse and hurried inside. The queen was holding what looked like a pile of yelling blankets. The queen pulled back a corner to reveal a tiny pink face with the barest hint of orange fuzz hair.
"When will we have her name-day?" asked the king.
"Soon," replied the queen, "but what will we call her? I've been thinking of things for awhile. What about just putting a lot of names together; there are so many I like. What about Danielle Rebecca Rachel Lily Jewl Rose?"
"Excellant. Now what about fairy godmothers? We could have six, one for each of her names."
The queen stiffened. She had grown up in this country and knew what magic could do. But it would be good to have magic protecting the princess. She gave in.

a bee search

Today is rainy. A rainy Friday. If it doesn't rain all day, I'm going to go up to the beehive and find the queen bee for my science project. That would be really cool, getting to see a queen bee up close. I just hope that the beekeeper hasn't cleaned them out yet. I bet some of you guys are like, What's she doing, going into a beehive?. But the bees are all dead. So I'm safe. I'm not like the Crocodile Hunter, going places and doing crazy things to catch an animal. We'll go to the nursinghome for lunch, probably, and then I'll go find my bee.

HAMINHA!!!

Finally! We're at Haminha. We got here Sunday around 5:30. After dinner we went into the library and downstairs to talk and read and watch TV(cable!). We went to bed around 10:00. On Monday, I had roasty toasty buttery bread with wonderful homeade honey...mmm.... Around 9:00, I went to the nursinghome. There I ran errands, visited staff, read, composed poetry on a typewriter, shredded , and ate my dessert before I finished all my lunch. Coming back to Haminha, I spent about an hour reading and then flew a kite for about an hour, took a break then flew the kite again. Once I was done, I bet I'd walked and ran about 2 miles. first you fun up the hill, run arond trying to get into the wind, then get the wind and run down and around the hill, trying to keep the kite up in the air. I went up the hill about 8-10 times. I have a new cousin! Travis James Tlustos was born yesterday. Grammy took pictures of him and he's really pink and cute. Yesterday we had a bonfire and ate s'mores and told stories and burnt marshmellows. then I got into the hot tub instead of taking a shower.
Today we're going to the circus!!!

more stories!

continued from my previous post:
The queen's only friend at court was a fairy. The fairy's name was Alicia. Alicia was the first to know when the queen had her baby. The king was away on royal business when a royal messenger came with urgent summons back to the palace.
When he got there, the princess was two weeks old. The city was strewn with flawer garlands and ribbons. The streets were filled with bells' ringing and echoed with joyful notes.
The king jumped off his sweat-streaked horse and hurried inside, trying not to run inside (kings never run; they always trip over some brocaded cape or pointy shoes or something. That would be very embarrassing, imagine falling down in front of the people you're ruling).

Here's a story for you guyses!
Once there was a land ruled by a king and queen. The land was full of magic, magic was knit into every blade of grass, every mountain, every tree, every stream, river, and lake, every stone, from huge boulders that had stood there since the beginning of time to tiny pebbles. Magic was in the air. This magical country was roughly rectangular, except for a piece of land sticking out from the northwest corner, called the Finger.
The king and queen were middle-aged, but they had no child. The people were torn between loving their queen and hoping that the king would remarrry. The bishop in particular of the people loved her; she always lislened to his speeches and smiled during the most boring of them, the ones where even he knew they were boring. Everyone loved her very much, so when she became sick, her subjects were both sad and hopeful.

You'll have to come back for more!
Mrs. Martin gave us homewrk for this morning for math. She's helping some people writ an 8th grade math textbook. She gave us about twenty problems to work, and, once I understood them, they were pretty easy! there were two problems that gave me trouble though. I hope you know, Jill, 'cause when I come, I'm gonna ask you. If you don't though, that's fine. I'm not going to get a grade on this.

tellin' stories

Hi, everybody! thanks for the comments! i appreciate it. i've decided to write a story. i'll put it on here, too. for example: tomorrow i'll write three paragraphs on here. the next day i'll write more, etc.