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Thursday, August 23, 2012
Celebrate!
Friday, August 3, 2012
Happy..........Birthday!
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Emma.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Giveaway at The Ramblings of Emma!!!
Hello everybody!! This will be a really quick post as I have to go carry my laundry up to my room:P Emma is having a giveaway over at her blog The Ramblings of Emma!! She has 100 followers!!! Wowee:) I am one of the sponsors!! I will make a decorative pillow and the winner of it will get to choose the color and I will cross-stitch their name onto it and decorate with stars, hearts and flowers!! Go check out Emma's blog and enter! (it's cool because Emma is my email pal!! Yup, Emma Wright and Emma Masse!:) I have to go but will hopefully be back tomorrow with a card!!!
Thanks for looking at my blog!!
Emma.
Thanks for looking at my blog!!
Emma.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Story #1- The Tale of the Purple and Pink Princess Twins.
Hello again!
Here is my first story! The Tale of the Purple and Pink Princess Twins!! Anna helped me write it:) Here it is!! (we thought it would be fun to make ourselves a lot older, I am only 10 and Anna is 8:)
The Tale of the Purple & Pink
Princess Twins.
Once upon a time, as most stories begin, there where two princesses. These princesses were twins. Not identical twins, but fraternal twins, meaning they were born on the same day but were not identical. They were not identical at all! One was named Emma, the other was named Anna. Emma always wore pink. Anna always wore purple. Emma's hair was golden yellow. Anna's hair was shiny brown. Emma and Anna lived in a beautiful castle. One half was pink, the other half was purple. But in the very middle, it was colored all the colors of the rainbow.Every year, they invited the entire kingdom to come to the rainbow room to celebrate their birthday. But, the year they turned 14, they forgot to invite three very important people. These people, were their brothers the princes. Prince Ethan,Prince Aaron and Prince Owen. A few hours before the party, the princesses sent for the messenger, who would run and bring the princes. Unfortunately, the messenger was sick in bed with the flu from being out in the cold weather delivering invitations so much. So Emma and Anna decided to try to get their brothers themselves, for they could not remember a time when their brothers had not been at one of their parties. They put on their heavy woolen cloaks, Emma's pink and Anna's purple, and set out. While they were walking through the woods, Emma said,"What time is it Anna?" She wanted to tease Anna about her watch she always wore, but decided not to. "Almost one more hour until the party." Anna replied. She knew her sister wanted to tease her about her watch, and when Emma shrieked when her foot sank into a mud puddle, Anna wanted just as much to tease her. But Anna did love her pretty purple princess watch with pink sparkles all over it, even though Emma said it wasn't ladylike for a princess to wear a watch. The princes' palace was deep in the woods, quite well hidden. The princes had always said they wanted to be left alone, not crowded and squashed every time they came out of the castle. On their way to the princes' castle, Anna and Emma came to a large hill. They finally got to the top and wearily started down the other side. "Emma! We're here!" Anna shouted, and ran down the rest of the hill to the clearing where they could see the princes' blue castle. "Anna! Anna Charlotte! Wait for me!" Emma shouted. When Anna kept running, Emma gathered up her skirts and ran as fast as she could, (which according to Anna wasn't very fast) down the rest of the hill. The princes sat at the table in their grand garden looking sad. They looked up in surprise as they saw their two older sisters actually running down the hill toward them! The princes were, as usual, dressed in their different shades of blue. Ethan's was the darkest, Aaron's a little lighter and Owen's the lightest. Ethan and Owen both had brown hair like Anna but Aaron's hair was golden like Emma but a little bit darker. "What are you doing here?" The three asked at the same time. "We came to invite you to our party" Emma said. "We thought we weren't invited this year." Aaron said. "We thought you were still mad at us for putting those frogs in your bed." Owen said, smiling a little at the memory. "Oh no! We just, well, we kind of forgot. But we have to get going! The party starts in 16 minutes!" Anna said hurriedly. So they hopped into the princes' coach and set off. They reached the castle just before the party started. The princesses hurried to change their dresses and fix their hair. When they returned, everyone was there including the King and Queen, the princesses grandparents, all their aunts and uncles and their four girls cousins along with the rest of the kingdom. There were 4 tables loaded with presents and 5 tables with refreshments. When things had settled down, Anna stood up. "Emma and I would like to thank you all for coming. We are very glad to have our brothers here,considering that they almost didn't make it," The princes smiled in their seats. "Thank you again!" Everyone clapped as Anna sat down. Then, present time started. There were too many presents for me to name them all here but I will name a few. The King and Queen had given them each a new ball gown, Emma's pink and Anna's purple of course. The King's parents had given them each a cookbook, because the princesses loved to cook. The Queen's parent each gave them a handmade scarf and mittens. One of their uncles and their aunt gave them each beautiful earring holders. Their oldest cousin, Alivia, gave them each a decorative comb for their hair. Their second oldest cousin, Jillian, gave them each a homemade card she had made.Their third oldest cousin, Delaney, gave them each a picture she had drawn. Their youngest cousin, McKinley, who was almost a year old was too small to give them anything, but throughout the party gave everyone big baby smiles which was the best present from her. After everyone had left, Emma and Anna sat on their bed admiring their presents. "Emma?" Anna said. "Yes?" Emma replied. "I think this has been one of the best birthdays ever." said Anna. "I think so too." Emma said. And they had many more birthday party's and they lived Happily ever after.
The End.
Well, it's not great but I have more stories to come!
Thanks for looking at my blog!
Emma.
Here is my first story! The Tale of the Purple and Pink Princess Twins!! Anna helped me write it:) Here it is!! (we thought it would be fun to make ourselves a lot older, I am only 10 and Anna is 8:)
The Tale of the Purple & Pink
Princess Twins.
Once upon a time, as most stories begin, there where two princesses. These princesses were twins. Not identical twins, but fraternal twins, meaning they were born on the same day but were not identical. They were not identical at all! One was named Emma, the other was named Anna. Emma always wore pink. Anna always wore purple. Emma's hair was golden yellow. Anna's hair was shiny brown. Emma and Anna lived in a beautiful castle. One half was pink, the other half was purple. But in the very middle, it was colored all the colors of the rainbow.Every year, they invited the entire kingdom to come to the rainbow room to celebrate their birthday. But, the year they turned 14, they forgot to invite three very important people. These people, were their brothers the princes. Prince Ethan,Prince Aaron and Prince Owen. A few hours before the party, the princesses sent for the messenger, who would run and bring the princes. Unfortunately, the messenger was sick in bed with the flu from being out in the cold weather delivering invitations so much. So Emma and Anna decided to try to get their brothers themselves, for they could not remember a time when their brothers had not been at one of their parties. They put on their heavy woolen cloaks, Emma's pink and Anna's purple, and set out. While they were walking through the woods, Emma said,"What time is it Anna?" She wanted to tease Anna about her watch she always wore, but decided not to. "Almost one more hour until the party." Anna replied. She knew her sister wanted to tease her about her watch, and when Emma shrieked when her foot sank into a mud puddle, Anna wanted just as much to tease her. But Anna did love her pretty purple princess watch with pink sparkles all over it, even though Emma said it wasn't ladylike for a princess to wear a watch. The princes' palace was deep in the woods, quite well hidden. The princes had always said they wanted to be left alone, not crowded and squashed every time they came out of the castle. On their way to the princes' castle, Anna and Emma came to a large hill. They finally got to the top and wearily started down the other side. "Emma! We're here!" Anna shouted, and ran down the rest of the hill to the clearing where they could see the princes' blue castle. "Anna! Anna Charlotte! Wait for me!" Emma shouted. When Anna kept running, Emma gathered up her skirts and ran as fast as she could, (which according to Anna wasn't very fast) down the rest of the hill. The princes sat at the table in their grand garden looking sad. They looked up in surprise as they saw their two older sisters actually running down the hill toward them! The princes were, as usual, dressed in their different shades of blue. Ethan's was the darkest, Aaron's a little lighter and Owen's the lightest. Ethan and Owen both had brown hair like Anna but Aaron's hair was golden like Emma but a little bit darker. "What are you doing here?" The three asked at the same time. "We came to invite you to our party" Emma said. "We thought we weren't invited this year." Aaron said. "We thought you were still mad at us for putting those frogs in your bed." Owen said, smiling a little at the memory. "Oh no! We just, well, we kind of forgot. But we have to get going! The party starts in 16 minutes!" Anna said hurriedly. So they hopped into the princes' coach and set off. They reached the castle just before the party started. The princesses hurried to change their dresses and fix their hair. When they returned, everyone was there including the King and Queen, the princesses grandparents, all their aunts and uncles and their four girls cousins along with the rest of the kingdom. There were 4 tables loaded with presents and 5 tables with refreshments. When things had settled down, Anna stood up. "Emma and I would like to thank you all for coming. We are very glad to have our brothers here,considering that they almost didn't make it," The princes smiled in their seats. "Thank you again!" Everyone clapped as Anna sat down. Then, present time started. There were too many presents for me to name them all here but I will name a few. The King and Queen had given them each a new ball gown, Emma's pink and Anna's purple of course. The King's parents had given them each a cookbook, because the princesses loved to cook. The Queen's parent each gave them a handmade scarf and mittens. One of their uncles and their aunt gave them each beautiful earring holders. Their oldest cousin, Alivia, gave them each a decorative comb for their hair. Their second oldest cousin, Jillian, gave them each a homemade card she had made.Their third oldest cousin, Delaney, gave them each a picture she had drawn. Their youngest cousin, McKinley, who was almost a year old was too small to give them anything, but throughout the party gave everyone big baby smiles which was the best present from her. After everyone had left, Emma and Anna sat on their bed admiring their presents. "Emma?" Anna said. "Yes?" Emma replied. "I think this has been one of the best birthdays ever." said Anna. "I think so too." Emma said. And they had many more birthday party's and they lived Happily ever after.
The End.
Well, it's not great but I have more stories to come!
Thanks for looking at my blog!
Emma.
Monday, July 9, 2012
Vacation at Nana and Poppy's!!!
Hello!!
Okay, first. I will not be doing Sisters Club anymore because I had to take it back to the library:( But, I am going to try to write stories and post them on here!! I am working on the first one now. This week, we are staying at Nana and Poppy's house in Ocean Park! On Sunday, we came in the afternoon after church and then went for a walk............IT WAS GORGEOUS!!!
Sorry about that:) The sunset was BEAUTIFUL!!! The sky was on fire.......it was nice and cool.........the beach was perfect for a walk and.................Chica barked at every dog along the way. Then, today we went to the beach again and it was GORGEOUS!!! Then tonight we went bowling!! Anna won the first game then Aaron won, and then Owen and I won.(I was letting Owen 'help' me throw the ball so he could play) And you will not BELIEVE how Owen and I won!! Well, I was letting Owen 'help' me throw the ball and then I decided to let him do it all by himself.(yes, I am that nice:) I put it down in front of him and told him to push it really hard. HE PUSHED THE BALL AND GOT A SPARE ALL BY HIMSELF, I DID NOT TOUCH THE BALL!!!!!!!!!! HE IS ONLY 2!!!!!!!! Sorry again. It was just SO awesome that he got it all by himself!! I have to go now, we are going on another walk. I'll be back tomorrow with pictures because a lot of people from church are coming to the beach with us and their kids, then we go shuffle-boarding and another day miniature golfing and bowling again another day.
Thanks for looking at my blog!
Emma.
Okay, first. I will not be doing Sisters Club anymore because I had to take it back to the library:( But, I am going to try to write stories and post them on here!! I am working on the first one now. This week, we are staying at Nana and Poppy's house in Ocean Park! On Sunday, we came in the afternoon after church and then went for a walk............IT WAS GORGEOUS!!!
Sorry about that:) The sunset was BEAUTIFUL!!! The sky was on fire.......it was nice and cool.........the beach was perfect for a walk and.................Chica barked at every dog along the way. Then, today we went to the beach again and it was GORGEOUS!!! Then tonight we went bowling!! Anna won the first game then Aaron won, and then Owen and I won.(I was letting Owen 'help' me throw the ball so he could play) And you will not BELIEVE how Owen and I won!! Well, I was letting Owen 'help' me throw the ball and then I decided to let him do it all by himself.(yes, I am that nice:) I put it down in front of him and told him to push it really hard. HE PUSHED THE BALL AND GOT A SPARE ALL BY HIMSELF, I DID NOT TOUCH THE BALL!!!!!!!!!! HE IS ONLY 2!!!!!!!! Sorry again. It was just SO awesome that he got it all by himself!! I have to go now, we are going on another walk. I'll be back tomorrow with pictures because a lot of people from church are coming to the beach with us and their kids, then we go shuffle-boarding and another day miniature golfing and bowling again another day.
Thanks for looking at my blog!
Emma.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Something Witchy This Way Comes.
Hello! Sorry this is late again, it's hard to type out whole chapters! :) We are going to Buganut (I might not have spelled that right:) Lake with our cousins tomorrow and I am going to post some pictures! Here we go.
Something Witchy This Way Comes.
Alex came back waving one of her teen
magazines at us and carrying a small box. Her eyes looked even greener than usual in the eerie glow of the flashlight, "We don't have to take one of your quizzes, do we?" I asked, trying to dig a splinter from my finger in the firelight. "Some quizzes are cool," said Joey. "No, not a quiz. It's this thing we were going to do at the sleepover, but you need a real fire. So tonight is perfect." I felt a shiver. The hairs on my arms stood up. This was going to be good. "Joey, hold the flashlight, Okay, it's right here on page fifty-seven," said Alex, squinting to see. Joey looked over her shoulder and read the headline. "How to Get Noticed by a Boy?" She said it like a question. "No way!" she protested. "I'm not putting gunk on my face. And I'm not putting curlers in my hair. And I'm definitely not brushing on any shadows to make my nose look smaller, because-guess what?-not every girl in the world has nose envy!" "Chill out, Stressarella. No makeup. Honest." Alex held up her hand like she was taking a solemn oath. "It's cool. See, if you follow the directions, it tells you right here-" "But Stevie and I don't care about boys, do we, Stevie?" Joey gave me a look that pleaded, Back me up, here. I looked down at my palm. I didn't answer. I went back to working on the splinter in my finger. It's not like I'm boy crazy or anything- not like Olivia and half the girls in my grade. But I was a little curious to hear what Alex had to say. "It doesn't have to be about boys," said Alex. "It can be about anything. It's just a way to make something happen that you want to come true. Like a wish," she said to Joey. "You mean like a magic spell?" asked Joey. "Um...sure," said Alex. "It'll be like the three witches in Macbeth." "Can't we just wish on a wishbone like normal people?" said Joey. "BORing," said Alex, imitating Joey. "Okay, but I'm only doing it if we get to say 'eye of newt' and stuff," Joey said. "Sure!" said Alex. "Then we get to throw stuff in the fire! It'll be cool, right, Stevie?" "I guess," I said. There had been a momentary calm, but now the angry storm was picking up outside again. "As long as we don't have to burn our finger nail clippings or anything creepy like that. And you're not getting a lock of my hair, or my baby tooth. And no blood. And definitely no dancing around in our underwear!" "Same here," said Joey. "All that stuff Stevie said." :Nothing like that, you guys. But I do have some incense we could burn. Winterforest Dewberry or Cherry Manlove?" "Is that really what they're called?" I asked, taking the box from Alex and holding it up to my nose. "Uck. They both smell like wet dog hair." "Cherry, cherry, cherry, cherry, cherry," Joey chanted. I guess she didn't hear the "manlove" part. "Cherry it is," said Alex. And we already have candles and a fire." When had my sister the Drama Queen turned into a Pyro Queen? Alex Reel, Pyromaniac, at your service. "Step one. First we have to close our eyes and take three deep breaths," Alex instructed us. "Concentrate. Focus. Think of something you want to happen. Then picture it in your mind's eye." I closed my eyes. Something I would like to happen? Have an extra-cheese pizza appear before me. Get an A on my Earth Science project. Not have to clean my room. "Can it be something we don't want to happen?" I asked. "Shh," said Alex. If I had one wish, what would it be? To have the lights back on so I don't have to do this/ I wish . . . I wish . . . why can't I think of anything to wish? I wish my hair would grow . . . Lame-o. Think, Stevie, think. A low rumble of thunder sent a chill through me, raising the hair on my arms. "Open your eyes," said Alex in a spooky voice. She read from the magazine again. "Step two. Keeping a person in mind, think of an object related to that person. Choose something close to your heart that has a special meaning. Step three, Say the magic words, close your eyes, and toss your Special Object into the fire." "Person? What person?" Joey asked. "You mean a boy? You said it wasn't about boys! You so lie." "It just means-never mind. I forgot we're not doing the boy thing. So think of the thing you wish to happen, and pick an object to throw in the fire. But it has to be something you like a lot. Something personal. Something that's hard to give up. Otherwise it won't work." "Says who?" "Says step number three, right here." Alex jabbed the magazine with her finger. "You guys take the other flashlight. Let's go find our good luck charms." But I don't have a wish!" I called after Alex, but she was already headed for the stairs.
Good Luck Charms.
by Joey Reel.
Something Witchy This Way Comes.
Alex came back waving one of her teen
magazines at us and carrying a small box. Her eyes looked even greener than usual in the eerie glow of the flashlight, "We don't have to take one of your quizzes, do we?" I asked, trying to dig a splinter from my finger in the firelight. "Some quizzes are cool," said Joey. "No, not a quiz. It's this thing we were going to do at the sleepover, but you need a real fire. So tonight is perfect." I felt a shiver. The hairs on my arms stood up. This was going to be good. "Joey, hold the flashlight, Okay, it's right here on page fifty-seven," said Alex, squinting to see. Joey looked over her shoulder and read the headline. "How to Get Noticed by a Boy?" She said it like a question. "No way!" she protested. "I'm not putting gunk on my face. And I'm not putting curlers in my hair. And I'm definitely not brushing on any shadows to make my nose look smaller, because-guess what?-not every girl in the world has nose envy!" "Chill out, Stressarella. No makeup. Honest." Alex held up her hand like she was taking a solemn oath. "It's cool. See, if you follow the directions, it tells you right here-" "But Stevie and I don't care about boys, do we, Stevie?" Joey gave me a look that pleaded, Back me up, here. I looked down at my palm. I didn't answer. I went back to working on the splinter in my finger. It's not like I'm boy crazy or anything- not like Olivia and half the girls in my grade. But I was a little curious to hear what Alex had to say. "It doesn't have to be about boys," said Alex. "It can be about anything. It's just a way to make something happen that you want to come true. Like a wish," she said to Joey. "You mean like a magic spell?" asked Joey. "Um...sure," said Alex. "It'll be like the three witches in Macbeth." "Can't we just wish on a wishbone like normal people?" said Joey. "BORing," said Alex, imitating Joey. "Okay, but I'm only doing it if we get to say 'eye of newt' and stuff," Joey said. "Sure!" said Alex. "Then we get to throw stuff in the fire! It'll be cool, right, Stevie?" "I guess," I said. There had been a momentary calm, but now the angry storm was picking up outside again. "As long as we don't have to burn our finger nail clippings or anything creepy like that. And you're not getting a lock of my hair, or my baby tooth. And no blood. And definitely no dancing around in our underwear!" "Same here," said Joey. "All that stuff Stevie said." :Nothing like that, you guys. But I do have some incense we could burn. Winterforest Dewberry or Cherry Manlove?" "Is that really what they're called?" I asked, taking the box from Alex and holding it up to my nose. "Uck. They both smell like wet dog hair." "Cherry, cherry, cherry, cherry, cherry," Joey chanted. I guess she didn't hear the "manlove" part. "Cherry it is," said Alex. And we already have candles and a fire." When had my sister the Drama Queen turned into a Pyro Queen? Alex Reel, Pyromaniac, at your service. "Step one. First we have to close our eyes and take three deep breaths," Alex instructed us. "Concentrate. Focus. Think of something you want to happen. Then picture it in your mind's eye." I closed my eyes. Something I would like to happen? Have an extra-cheese pizza appear before me. Get an A on my Earth Science project. Not have to clean my room. "Can it be something we don't want to happen?" I asked. "Shh," said Alex. If I had one wish, what would it be? To have the lights back on so I don't have to do this/ I wish . . . I wish . . . why can't I think of anything to wish? I wish my hair would grow . . . Lame-o. Think, Stevie, think. A low rumble of thunder sent a chill through me, raising the hair on my arms. "Open your eyes," said Alex in a spooky voice. She read from the magazine again. "Step two. Keeping a person in mind, think of an object related to that person. Choose something close to your heart that has a special meaning. Step three, Say the magic words, close your eyes, and toss your Special Object into the fire." "Person? What person?" Joey asked. "You mean a boy? You said it wasn't about boys! You so lie." "It just means-never mind. I forgot we're not doing the boy thing. So think of the thing you wish to happen, and pick an object to throw in the fire. But it has to be something you like a lot. Something personal. Something that's hard to give up. Otherwise it won't work." "Says who?" "Says step number three, right here." Alex jabbed the magazine with her finger. "You guys take the other flashlight. Let's go find our good luck charms." But I don't have a wish!" I called after Alex, but she was already headed for the stairs.
Good Luck Charms.
by Joey Reel.
- A cricket in your house is a bringer of good luck. And not-good noise. ~S
- If you catch a ladybug in your house, count the number of spots it has and that's how many dollars you'll find.
- Frogs are good luck. They bring good friends and long-lasting love. Are you making that up because you love frogs? A. No! - J
- Acorns bring good fortune. And oak trees. ~S
- Rainbows are a sign of good luck and wealth. Double rainbows are double lucky.
- A rabbit's foot can be carried to bring good fortune.
- In Africa, alligator teeth bring good luck. And bad luck if they bite you. ~S
- A chimney sweep is the ultimate bringer of good luck, wealth, and happiness. (What's a chimney sweep?) What do you think? A person who sweeps out chimneys! A.
- If you rub a Buddha's belly, you'll have good luck. Good luck finding a Buddha. ~S
- See a penny, pick it up, and all day you'll have good luck. Or carry a penny with your birth year for luck.
- A horseshoe pointing up means good luck,
- The number 7 is way lucky.
- Four-leaf clovers are the luckiest!
- A shooting star is lucky and means you get to make a wish. A wishbone or an eyelash works too.
- A key is one of the oldest good luck charms. Yeah, it brings good luck opening the door. A.
Come back on Thursday for the next chapter- If Wishes Were Trolls . . .
Thanks for looking at my blog!
Emma.
Thursday, June 14, 2012
A Change in the Weather.
Hello! Sorry this is late, I was enjoying that beautiful summer-type day we had last week! Unfortunately, it didn't stay with us for long. Anyway, here is the next chapter in 'The Sisters Club'
A Change in the Weather.
One minute we were just talking and being sisters. The next minute, we were in the dark.
Here's what happened. Alex, Medieval Fashion Designer, was stretched out on the floor, surrounded by twenty-seven thousand colored pencils scattered like Pick-up Sticks. She was designing a fancy costume for Juliet ("Romeo's better half," she says) instead of drawing a self-portrait for Art class. Joey was making animal sculptures out of colored marshmallows. She found an old cookbook of Mom's from the 1960s with marshmallow animals, and she's working on a whole zoo,complete with lions, elephants, and giraffes. I was way into pasting pictures of clouds on a giant three-fold poster board for Mr. Petry's Earth Science class. "Since when did the Sisters Club become the Homework Club?" I asked. Just then, a giant boom of thunder shook the house. Rain pelted the windows, rattling them in their frames. A crack of lightning lit the room with an eerie flash. "Wow. It's a real weather freak show out there." I said. The lights flickered. On-off. On-off-on. Alex looked up from her sketch book. "Uh-oh." said Joey. In a blink,the whole went dark. We're talking pitch-black, can't-see-your-hand-in-front-of-you night. Joey ran to get a flashlight, bouncing it off the walls like a light show. Ahh! She shined the light right in my face just to bug me. "Okay, Duck," I said, holding up my arm to shield my face. Mom burst through the door, smelling of pine and mud and bark. "Wind's really wicked out there," she said, plunking down an armload of wood, her wild hair studded with wet leaves. "Mom. Hair." Alex pointed. "You wouldn't believe all the branches that have come down," she said, pulling leaves from her hair. "Dad's trying to clear the sidewalk. Power could be out for a while. I'm going to build up the fire. The heat may not come back on right away, so we better keep the fire going." "Just like Victorian times!" said Joey. Ever since Joey's Little Women phase, she thinks old-timey stuff is way cool. Me, I like my electricity. Not to mention soap. Mom poked at the logs in the fireplace until the fire blazed bright orange. The back door blew open. Dad came in and set a flashlight on the counter, shaking rain from his hair like a dog after a bath. "Phew. It's a real tempest out there."Dad's an actor and owns the Raven Theater next door. He's always spouting Shakespeare and stuff. Dad dried his sleeves and warmed his hands in front of the fire. Wind whistled down the chimney. "'Blow winds and crack your cheeks. Rage! Blow!' You know girls, in Shakespeare, when there's a wild storm like this, like in King Lear, it means something big is about to happen. "Yeah, like murder!" I said. Joey clutched my arm. "The storm can't be all bad. Maybe something different and exciting is going to happen to us," said Dad. "Dad, you're such a Drama Queen," said Alex. "Look who's talking," I said. "I love storms," said Joey. "No, you love frogs," I said."Duh.After a storm, millions of frogs come out." "Girls, help me with the candles," Mom said. Alex helped Mom light tea candles in tuna fish cans.Spooky shadows like wolves and flying birds flickered across the walls. "Let's make hand shadows!" said Joey. "Like they did in Victorian times. I know how to make a swan." Joey formed a beak with one hand and made feathers with the other. "Well," said Dad. "Time to go brave the elements again. A huge tree limb came down and fell across the back fence." He shrugged on his already dripping-wet coat and headed out the back door. "So, are you girls okay for now? I'll check back in a while. I better help Dad with the branch if there's any hope of saving the fence." "We're okay," I answered. "It's all good." "Except Alex stepped on my marshmallow giraffe," said Joey, shining the flashlight on her smushed creation. "Now he looks like a headless weasel." "Did not," said Alex. "How do you know it wasn't Stevie?" "Because," I said."She can tell that is was your big old teenager feet." "Girls," said Mom. "I'm sure you can come up with something to do in the dark besides drive each other crazy. Stevie, keep the fire going,okay? And try to keep your sisters from squabbling." She headed out the back door after Dad. "Me? Why's it always me?" I asked as soon as she was gone. "Squabble, squabble." said Alex, making turkey gobbling sounds, and we couldn't help cracking up. "Oh, well. I guess we'll just have to eat this one." Joey held up her headless weasel-giraffe with the broken neck. "Ha. I don't think so! Not after you licked every one of them," said Alex. "Not every one." "Whatever happened to Jell-O?" I asked. "I thought you lived for Jell-O," Jell-O's cool. But,it's just so third grade." Alex cracked up. "Check it out! Creck-eck. Creck-eck." Joey made a hand shadow frog on the wall. "Well, if you guys aren't going to make hand shadows, let's do something scary since the lights are out. Like tell scary stories," she suggested. A crack of thunder made Joey jump. "You always want us to tell scary stories, Duck. Then you keep me up all night because you're too scared to go to sleep or you have bad dreams." "We could have a seance," said Joey. "Maybe there's a ghost of a dead person who used to live here hundreds of years ago and we could communicate with it." "How do you know about seances?" Alex asked."Victorian times," Joey and I said at the exact same time. "Jinx. You owe me a hot chocolate," I said punching Joey in the arm. "I know. How about fortune-telling?" said Alex. "I went to this girl Mira's fourteenth birthday party. Remember? It was a sleepover and we stayed up all night for the first time ever. Well, all except for this one girl, Alyssa." "Mira? Alyssa? Who are they?" I asked. "Just some girls I know. Anyway-the really cool part was Mira's mom hired this fortune-teller to read our palms. Check out my heart line." She pointed to a line that creased her palm like a half-moon. "The fortune-teller said it means that I'm very lovable." I peered at my palm in the candlelight. A map of glue was stuck to my hand. "What does it mean if your heart line is covered in glue?" "It means you're stuck up." said Alex. "Ha, ha. Very funny." "You guys," said Joey. "Let's roast marshmallows in the fire. Please? I have pink, blue, and green marshmallows. We can make rainbow s'mores!" I was only half listening. I stared at the fire, hypnotized, peeling glue off my palm as if shedding an old skin. A small yellow flame licked the edges of a piece of kindling, then burst into a blaze. Orange fingers of fire flickered and danced, casting a spell on me. Alex's excited voice broke into my far-off day-dream. "I got it, you guys," said Alex. "I know what we can do. It's perfect." "What? Joey and I said at the same time again. But by the time I'd gotten done jinxing her, Alex had left and gone upstairs.
Marshmallow Fun Facts.
by Joey Reel.
Ancient Egyptians invented marshmallows four thousand years ago. Only gods, kings, and queens were allowed to eat them. They got them from the mallow plant, which grows wild in marshes. Get it? Marsh mallow. Alex can eat marshmallows because she is such a Drama QUEEN. ~S.
Oh, like you're so "mallow." Ha,ha! A.
In the U.S., people buy 90 million pounds of marshmallows every year. This equals the weight of 1,286 gray whales!
The marshmallow capital of the world is Acton, Oregon. Not! It's Ligonier, Indiana.
The largest s'more ever made weighed 1,600 pounds! It was made of 20,000 marshmallows and 7,000 chocolate bars and 24,00 graham crackers. Yum!
If you name your pet Marshmallow, that's a number 9 in numerology. Nine means your pet will be loyal and faithful to you.
Huh? ~S
It's true. I read it in a magazine. They
match a number to your pet's name. A.
What if you name a frog Macbeth? -J
Seven years BAD luck! A.
Rainbow S'mores
by Joey Reel.
with help from me ~S
You will need:
~Graham Crackers.
~Colored Marshmallows.
~Chocolate bars.
1. Put one large colored marshmallow on the end of a long fork or stick. Hold over campfire
or in fireplace until toasted.
2. Break graham cracker in half and put piece of chocolate on it.
3. Smush ooey-gooey marshmallow on top of chocolate.
4. Use other half of graham cracker for a lid, like a marshmallow sandwich.
5. Don't forget to say you want 'some more'! Yum!
HINT: Mix it up a little and add peanut butter! Or chocolate icing!
Try frozen s'mores. Use ice cream instead of marshmallows. ~S
Stevie's chocolate chip cookies work too, in place of graham crackers. Decadent! A.
Come back on Monday for the next chapter, Something Witchy This Way Comes!
Thanks for looking at my blog!
Emma.
A Change in the Weather.
One minute we were just talking and being sisters. The next minute, we were in the dark.
Here's what happened. Alex, Medieval Fashion Designer, was stretched out on the floor, surrounded by twenty-seven thousand colored pencils scattered like Pick-up Sticks. She was designing a fancy costume for Juliet ("Romeo's better half," she says) instead of drawing a self-portrait for Art class. Joey was making animal sculptures out of colored marshmallows. She found an old cookbook of Mom's from the 1960s with marshmallow animals, and she's working on a whole zoo,complete with lions, elephants, and giraffes. I was way into pasting pictures of clouds on a giant three-fold poster board for Mr. Petry's Earth Science class. "Since when did the Sisters Club become the Homework Club?" I asked. Just then, a giant boom of thunder shook the house. Rain pelted the windows, rattling them in their frames. A crack of lightning lit the room with an eerie flash. "Wow. It's a real weather freak show out there." I said. The lights flickered. On-off. On-off-on. Alex looked up from her sketch book. "Uh-oh." said Joey. In a blink,the whole went dark. We're talking pitch-black, can't-see-your-hand-in-front-of-you night. Joey ran to get a flashlight, bouncing it off the walls like a light show. Ahh! She shined the light right in my face just to bug me. "Okay, Duck," I said, holding up my arm to shield my face. Mom burst through the door, smelling of pine and mud and bark. "Wind's really wicked out there," she said, plunking down an armload of wood, her wild hair studded with wet leaves. "Mom. Hair." Alex pointed. "You wouldn't believe all the branches that have come down," she said, pulling leaves from her hair. "Dad's trying to clear the sidewalk. Power could be out for a while. I'm going to build up the fire. The heat may not come back on right away, so we better keep the fire going." "Just like Victorian times!" said Joey. Ever since Joey's Little Women phase, she thinks old-timey stuff is way cool. Me, I like my electricity. Not to mention soap. Mom poked at the logs in the fireplace until the fire blazed bright orange. The back door blew open. Dad came in and set a flashlight on the counter, shaking rain from his hair like a dog after a bath. "Phew. It's a real tempest out there."Dad's an actor and owns the Raven Theater next door. He's always spouting Shakespeare and stuff. Dad dried his sleeves and warmed his hands in front of the fire. Wind whistled down the chimney. "'Blow winds and crack your cheeks. Rage! Blow!' You know girls, in Shakespeare, when there's a wild storm like this, like in King Lear, it means something big is about to happen. "Yeah, like murder!" I said. Joey clutched my arm. "The storm can't be all bad. Maybe something different and exciting is going to happen to us," said Dad. "Dad, you're such a Drama Queen," said Alex. "Look who's talking," I said. "I love storms," said Joey. "No, you love frogs," I said."Duh.After a storm, millions of frogs come out." "Girls, help me with the candles," Mom said. Alex helped Mom light tea candles in tuna fish cans.Spooky shadows like wolves and flying birds flickered across the walls. "Let's make hand shadows!" said Joey. "Like they did in Victorian times. I know how to make a swan." Joey formed a beak with one hand and made feathers with the other. "Well," said Dad. "Time to go brave the elements again. A huge tree limb came down and fell across the back fence." He shrugged on his already dripping-wet coat and headed out the back door. "So, are you girls okay for now? I'll check back in a while. I better help Dad with the branch if there's any hope of saving the fence." "We're okay," I answered. "It's all good." "Except Alex stepped on my marshmallow giraffe," said Joey, shining the flashlight on her smushed creation. "Now he looks like a headless weasel." "Did not," said Alex. "How do you know it wasn't Stevie?" "Because," I said."She can tell that is was your big old teenager feet." "Girls," said Mom. "I'm sure you can come up with something to do in the dark besides drive each other crazy. Stevie, keep the fire going,okay? And try to keep your sisters from squabbling." She headed out the back door after Dad. "Me? Why's it always me?" I asked as soon as she was gone. "Squabble, squabble." said Alex, making turkey gobbling sounds, and we couldn't help cracking up. "Oh, well. I guess we'll just have to eat this one." Joey held up her headless weasel-giraffe with the broken neck. "Ha. I don't think so! Not after you licked every one of them," said Alex. "Not every one." "Whatever happened to Jell-O?" I asked. "I thought you lived for Jell-O," Jell-O's cool. But,it's just so third grade." Alex cracked up. "Check it out! Creck-eck. Creck-eck." Joey made a hand shadow frog on the wall. "Well, if you guys aren't going to make hand shadows, let's do something scary since the lights are out. Like tell scary stories," she suggested. A crack of thunder made Joey jump. "You always want us to tell scary stories, Duck. Then you keep me up all night because you're too scared to go to sleep or you have bad dreams." "We could have a seance," said Joey. "Maybe there's a ghost of a dead person who used to live here hundreds of years ago and we could communicate with it." "How do you know about seances?" Alex asked."Victorian times," Joey and I said at the exact same time. "Jinx. You owe me a hot chocolate," I said punching Joey in the arm. "I know. How about fortune-telling?" said Alex. "I went to this girl Mira's fourteenth birthday party. Remember? It was a sleepover and we stayed up all night for the first time ever. Well, all except for this one girl, Alyssa." "Mira? Alyssa? Who are they?" I asked. "Just some girls I know. Anyway-the really cool part was Mira's mom hired this fortune-teller to read our palms. Check out my heart line." She pointed to a line that creased her palm like a half-moon. "The fortune-teller said it means that I'm very lovable." I peered at my palm in the candlelight. A map of glue was stuck to my hand. "What does it mean if your heart line is covered in glue?" "It means you're stuck up." said Alex. "Ha, ha. Very funny." "You guys," said Joey. "Let's roast marshmallows in the fire. Please? I have pink, blue, and green marshmallows. We can make rainbow s'mores!" I was only half listening. I stared at the fire, hypnotized, peeling glue off my palm as if shedding an old skin. A small yellow flame licked the edges of a piece of kindling, then burst into a blaze. Orange fingers of fire flickered and danced, casting a spell on me. Alex's excited voice broke into my far-off day-dream. "I got it, you guys," said Alex. "I know what we can do. It's perfect." "What? Joey and I said at the same time again. But by the time I'd gotten done jinxing her, Alex had left and gone upstairs.
Marshmallow Fun Facts.
by Joey Reel.
Ancient Egyptians invented marshmallows four thousand years ago. Only gods, kings, and queens were allowed to eat them. They got them from the mallow plant, which grows wild in marshes. Get it? Marsh mallow. Alex can eat marshmallows because she is such a Drama QUEEN. ~S.
Oh, like you're so "mallow." Ha,ha! A.
In the U.S., people buy 90 million pounds of marshmallows every year. This equals the weight of 1,286 gray whales!
The marshmallow capital of the world is Acton, Oregon. Not! It's Ligonier, Indiana.
The largest s'more ever made weighed 1,600 pounds! It was made of 20,000 marshmallows and 7,000 chocolate bars and 24,00 graham crackers. Yum!
If you name your pet Marshmallow, that's a number 9 in numerology. Nine means your pet will be loyal and faithful to you.
Huh? ~S
It's true. I read it in a magazine. They
match a number to your pet's name. A.
What if you name a frog Macbeth? -J
Seven years BAD luck! A.
Rainbow S'mores
by Joey Reel.
with help from me ~S
You will need:
~Graham Crackers.
~Colored Marshmallows.
~Chocolate bars.
1. Put one large colored marshmallow on the end of a long fork or stick. Hold over campfire
or in fireplace until toasted.
2. Break graham cracker in half and put piece of chocolate on it.
3. Smush ooey-gooey marshmallow on top of chocolate.
4. Use other half of graham cracker for a lid, like a marshmallow sandwich.
5. Don't forget to say you want 'some more'! Yum!
HINT: Mix it up a little and add peanut butter! Or chocolate icing!
Try frozen s'mores. Use ice cream instead of marshmallows. ~S
Stevie's chocolate chip cookies work too, in place of graham crackers. Decadent! A.
Come back on Monday for the next chapter, Something Witchy This Way Comes!
Thanks for looking at my blog!
Emma.
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