Elephant

Saatatya Wanted

Today was the worst day at school. When I put my backpack up, some one was breaking the hanger that I put my coat and bags on. Next I got into the class room and started sharpening the two pencils I liked the most, But when I started working on my tests, both of the pencil’s tips broke. When I saw the clock, I was relieved. It was time for recess. As I was half way out the door my teacher Mrs. Hobbs called to me “Saatatya, you have to finish your tests before you can play outside;” so I slumped back to my desk and started copying off of Joe’s test, the class smarty pants. I handed in the test and ran outside. We went back inside after two minutes. Right after we came back from recess the kids started sharing their literature group reports. My report was on Thomas Edison. The page I wrote on was probably ten feet long, and I doubt I even filled a quarter of the page with facts. When I read it over, the page that was supposed to be a report basically said the same thing over and over again. After I shared, Mrs. Hobbs told me, I had to write the whole report again. Next I ate lunch. At least that was pretty good. Nachos with cheese dip. After that we had the long recess. Write before the bell rang I ran away from school. I took my old red bicycle and rode away. Well on my way I saw my mom driving towards me. She asked me” Why are you out of school” because I got a bad, bad bleed. I showed her the scab I got yesterday. So I went back home and played videogames all day. The next day when I went to school and saw posters saying Saatatya Wanted Every where including the hallways. While walking the three bully’s tackled me down saying” You’re wanted!” I tried to get out of the trap made of arms, but one of the bullies grabbed me and took me to the principal’s office. I was thinking this was a life and death situation. After about a secondthe principal shouted the same words the bullies shouted “You are wanted, after school three hours detention.

The race

1935 San Antonio Texas


Some days before Thanksgiving right when I woke up and turned the televison on, the president of the United States of America made a speech saying that there would be a big race held in Minnesota. Anyone from any where in the country could participate. I thought it was a nice idea. As the president went on with his speech my brother who was least interested in races I would say, imitated the president like this “Blah, blah, blah.” While I was finishing packing my bags my brother asked “Gettin ready for the race” I responded “Yes, gotta problem” he responded “Well, kinda. I wanted to go along with you.” “Why couldn’t you tell me before? If you don’t pack in a jiffy you’re not comin!” I had exploded. The way my brother walked into his room, I thought he was going to come in five minutes. My first idea was completely wrong. After four whole hours my brother came out six carry bags filled with every thing but clothes. “We’re only going there for three days, and also pack some bags of clothes.” After a couple of minutes he came back. Atleast this time he was quick. Finally we were in the old chevy pickup. The car was acting like it would blow up. After one day and one night of driving the uncomfortable truck we reached a hotel. When we opened the doors we saw a big group of tough men boosing and playing cards. When my brother smelled the scent of people drinking from Budwieser Beer Bottles my brother asked “Whats that smell. It’s going to make me stop breathin” I couldn’t tell him the answer because the men were staring at us. We scurried out of the hotel and slept in the back of the pickup. Well after we woke up we started driving. At last we had reached the race grounds. The president was saying something. I thought he was starting the race. I went closer I heard his voice loud and clear. “And the winner is Matt Fitsgerald who used his thunderbird.” I didn’t do anything but slump back into the car.

The Mysterious Person

Today at school this new kid came in. When Mrs. Davidson asked him where he came from and where he lives now, he said that he moved from an old shack in Utah to the ranch down the street. This seemed weird because only my horse riding teacher lives there. Well it’s Friday, I have a weekend to solve this mystery. I just told Chris, my friend about this. He said he’ll join me tomorrow at 7:30a.m. I am making checklist. Ok I’m done making my checklist. So now I am sneaking out of my house to fetch Chris’s and my horse. Well I am at the corral. I am trying to get as quiet as can be with horses. Whew, I made it. Trust me it’s hard to find a place for horses in a house, so I‘m tying them to trees in my back yard. I guess it’s pretty late. I am going to get some sleep now. Rise and shine every body it’s early morning. Well not really, it’s 7:30am! Chris is probably here. Gosh, how much time does it take to put one boot on. I am taking my saddle, rope, hat, and if I can, my uncle’s Six gun. I didn’t get the gun though. Whatever I got all the others. When I got out side and met Chris, I guess he was ready too with all his supplies. We immediately saddled up our horses and rode of to t ranch house. Chris knocked on the door but know one was there. We could see some shadows and heard some foot steps. A red truck turned into the driveway. Chris and I rode into the woods where we could see the ranch, but people can’t see us. The person is not the horse riding teacher, the police, any of the wranglers, or the new kid. I am going up and asking this mysterious person what his name is, where the horse riding teacher is, and if he moved from Utah. All he is saying is “That teacher is gone, yes I have moved from Utah, and get out of my private property!” he’s getting back in his truck; he’s going to chase me. I am getting my horse and riding away. What the heck he’s shooting at me! BANG BANG BANG, he barely missed my horse’s leg. I am riding back home with Chris. We both have a feeling that the guy who drove with red truck murdered the horse riding teacher. I guess we are done solving the mystery today. Maybe not yet because it’s just 11:30 a.m. This mystery maybe contains some dangerous people, so next time I will be sure to take my uncle’s gun or pocket knife. It’s Sunday. During the night I herd some bullets. This is making the mystery scarier. When I went to Chris’s house he said that he quit. So I am riding to the ranch by myself with the gun. This time I am going inside and you’ll never guess what I am looking at. My riding teacher is putting on make up to look like that man. I saw the gun . It wasn’t a real gun. It was a Nerf foam bullet gun. Now I am looking at the new kid. I am asking my teacher why she did this. She said that we have been missing all the classes. The new kid was her son. He had been living in an old shack with his grandma. Well now the mystery is solved.

Worst Saturday Ever

Yesterday my parents told me that my brother and I could go see the new movie, “Speed Racer”, so they went and watched their movie. Today we woke up late, but not that late we would miss the movie. No one wanted to get up. I got up and searched on the internet when is the earliest show? It was at 10:00. I thought we could do it. So I got all ready to go. Then I told my parents to get up. When they did, my mom told us that my music practice over lapped with the movie. GREAT! (Sarcastically) we couldn’t watch the movie. Because we couldn’t watch the movie my mom told me to get started on my homework. I got so mad that I threw away the mothers day gifts for mom. Luckily my dad looked trough the recycle bin and took them out. When we reached my normal place to practice, my teacher wasn’t there. After some time my teacher called and tolled us that she was in a different hall, which I knew was another nerdy place. We finally reached that hall it was super crowded and we could not find my teacher. This was getting pretty irritating. But right then my teacher came running towards us. The actual practice was only about ten min. Then came the good part of the day came. I had my art class… I barely got done with any of the coloring my parents came to pick me up. Next we went to Hobby Lobby. First my mom gave me an awesome wooden horse, but then she took it back. This wasn’t fair, I gave so many gifts to my mom and get nothing in return. Now we came home from Hobby lobby. Mom told me to write something so, I wrote about my day and this is it.
P.S. I have MATH left.

Hoofed Mammals

A hundred million years ago, plant eating mammals realized they
were being chased and they understood that they could only run to escape predators. The hooves form because the mammal doesn’t use its toes, and so the toes wear out and turn into hooves. All animals with hooves run with the tip of their hooves. That’s why whenever you see a horse run; none of the hooves are flat on the ground. Now there are two hundred ten species of hoofed mammals. All these species are divided into three groups. The first part is the elephants, aardvark, the hyraxes, and manatees, and dugongs. The second group is the perissodactyls which includes tapirs, rhinos, and horses and their cousins. And the last part is the artiodactyl which includes pigs, hippos, camels, deer cattle, sheep, goats, antelope, and giraffes.
Did you know reindeers have four toes, which can spread to provide support on snow. Like horses zebras run on the toe in the center because the other toes are only stumps of bone. Camels do not walk with their hoofs, they walk with their footpads. White rhinos have three toes on their feet, the first and fifth are gone.


Animal Inc.

The City

All tourists who enjoy wonderful cities should visit the city of Denver, Colorado. I went to the exciting city and enjoyed the camaraderie of all the jolly people. If you step inside Denver I bet you'll be transfixed in awe by the marvelous buildings, stadiums, and restaurants. This city is ideal for tourists.
In this city the first wonder you'll sense is the flavor of all the varieties of food. While you're strolling along the sidewalk, Hard Rock cafe's juicy burgers and music pops out at you. I don't blame you if you bite down on a BLT. After your meal go and enjoy all you want. If you go to a shop don't be amazed at how much it sparkles, because all stores in the city are nicely mopped, vacuumed, and dusted. Some noises such as cars honking might annoy you but the beautiful music will calm you down. And for all sports fans Invesco field should be the best place for you. The architecture and sculptures are marvelous.
So now that I have told you about this stunning city, you might as well go visit. Denver, Colorado is really a marvel.I hope you enjoy it.