I am Good at....

I am not good at many things, but good at some. For example I'm good at Volleyball kinda, Basketball, well I like Basketball, but am not good at it, but I like to play it. I don't like to brag, but I'm a bro at cartwheels.

I like to play lots of Sports, THEY ARE FUN!, and keep me active. Here is a poem about sports.
The Winning Feeling
Days are numbered, three, two, one
So feel the freedom, feel the sun
Breaking through the barrier clear
I'm standing tall to feel the cheer.
Colors turning inside out
Round and round without a doubt,
So pity for those shameless sheep
That smoulder down below my feet.
Three sides, three dimensions beat them sore!
Because that will be the day that opens the door
Bettering the best it's all in me
For I'm the best that I can be!

By Rebecca Bishop.
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That was a beautiful poem, if I do say so my self. 
Next week we are playing a Volleyball game. 
There is going to be lots of teams coming.


Its gonna be are first game to, We all hope we win!. And I really hope we win, I have faith in us. FACT- Did you know what it takes to be a good time, FAITH, TRUST, AND PIXIE DUST! YA!. I don't really know what to write about now. So Good Night my BEAUTIFUL moonshine.

THE END!!

Is This Fair? NO IPODS!

No Ipods in school is really lame. I don't know why we can't have Ipods in school. It's not like Eminem is going to rap us the answer. FACT- Did you know that music and art help you remember things, and you wonder why people are starting to have music class. I would love for that rule to be changed. The End

Changing the Past, Slaves.

If I could go back to the 1800 hundreds, I would help the slaves take some weapons form the feature to the past. I would tell that I was from the feature, and tell the people that are President was black. That would changed there mind about making black people slaves. If they didn't believe me, I would help the slaves escape to the "Free Land". Tell them to trust me and that I was save. I would try to make the slaves to make it to ' The Free Land" in one round trip. I would help them and fight for them. Even though if you are small doesn't make that you don't have a heart. I would tell them that its okay to stand up for them self. They might be scared, but how cares what color that the people are.

So, if I start a war, thats why I brought the weapons from my time. We wouldn't want to want to fight, but if we have to we will. I will not be there to help them just TO escape, but I will be there for being a friend. I would tell that, " I know I am small, But i doesn't matter if you are small, it matters if we are free and save" So lets fight for who we are and stick up for are self, because we have hearts and we can use them. So if I could go back into time, I WOULD HELP THE SLAVES!. Because and a fighter.

How to Wake Up a Neighbor!:)

See that string and marker I'm going to pull it.

Just wait something AWESOME will happen.:)

See the magic I'm mean...just wait

















Im so mean, this is how I wake up my neighbor!!:)


THE END!!!!

Top 5 weird things about me.

Weirdest- I made a really weird laugh when I was eating a banana in front off my dad.
Funniest- My brother and I used to have water fights in the middle of the night.
Coolest- I did a back flip on the diving bored.
Awkwardest- I was in the room with my sister and It was really quiet and my dog farted.
Baddest Idea- Put make up on my brother with Jada and Anisa, then he woke up and that night I was to scared to go to bed.

Restaraunt Story

One day my family and I were in Fairbanks at Subway and out of no were, my cousin farted and the whole places just looked at him. Then he said" its was her, not me". That day was horrible I got blamed on that I farted in the restaurant. Not a good day. After that I shoved my cousin in the snow bank. After that day we talked about that funny day.

Winter Love!

Do you ever wonder if the snow love the trees. The way it makes the trees turn a dark red. The way it lays all it's love on that special tree, think about it.

 By- Marrin Anne Marie Peet