Leap or Kick

Have you ever played soccer or did dance? Well I have! Both are very fun sports. But there different in many ways. It might be very different but the differences are what makes it fun!

Now lets take a look at dance. Dance is usually considered a sport. So is soccer. You can get a great exercise by doing many different types of dance. But you can also get an exercise from playing soccer. Dance you usually have to have a certain type of shoe. For soccer you have to also wear a certain type of shoe. You can do competitive dance if you want. You can also join competitive soccer.

Soccer is on grass. Dance is usually in a dance studio. That's just one difference. In dance you wear costumes when you perform. In soccer you wear a jersey when you have a game. Also in soccer your running around more. I could probably list a lot more differences but that would take a while.

Soccer and dance are pretty different sports. But there both very fun. I like them both even though they have quite a few differences. But they do have some similarities. Even though there different you should try playing soccer and dance!
-Alyssa R.

Sunny Day!

There is a lot to do,
before the clock strikes two.
But today is a nice day, so I'm going out to play.
My mom gets mad, then I pretend to be sad.
I'm so wise, what a surprise!

The Toilet Slide!

As I strolled off the bus that took my camp to a public pool for a field trip, the sun beat down on my head. This was my second year of camp. I was only going to be in 2nd grade. My friend Kaelyn and I walked with the rest of the camp to the entrance of the pool. We walked in. At the pool there was a huge slide called the Toilet Bowl. Or the toilet slide. Kaelyn and I were petrified of that slide because it looked really high and really fast!

Our camp counselor, Bryan came up to us and said,

"You guys should go on that slide! It looks really fun!"


Kaelyn and I just looked at each other and then back at Bryan. All we did was shake our heads no. After our camp got settled in at the pool everyone took off into the water. But Bryan took Kaelyn and I to the Toilet Bowl.
Our other friends, Cassie and Sheridan, were all ready halfway up the steps to the slide. There were a lot of steps. That's when Kaelyn and I got a real look at the slide. It was blue, green, and white. There was a long, dark, blue and skinny tube you went down first. Then you got lead out into a big round circle tube. There was no top on it. You would spin around in the large circle leading to the hole at the bottom of the slide. When you reached the bottom, you dropped into 10ft. deep water. It looked really fun. But Kaelyn and I did not want to go down it.

Bryan went up the steps. We just watched him. When he reached the top of the steps he looked down at us and waved. We waved back. We waited until he came out of the slide and into the water. He came out of the water and walked to Kaelyn and I. His back was a red as a Crayola red marker.

Bryan said,"I had a blast! You guys need to try to go down that slide!"

I looked at him and said,

"I don't know if I even want to go down that slide!"


Sheridan and Cassie were already going down their 7th time!
Bryan told us he would wait at the bottom of the slide for us if we went down. Kaelyn and I decided that it was now or never. So we walked up the concrete steps up to the white steps. As I was at the top of the white staircase I could hear the water rushing into the slide. It sounded like a waterfall. I could also hear everyone screaming, talking, and laughing. Then before I knew it, it was my turn. I took a deep breath and went down the slide. I went around and around and around until I heard nothing. That's when I realized I was in the water. I swam to the surface of the water. I saw Bryan waiting for me. I was so proud of myself for going down that slide!Then I got out of the water and walked to Bryan.

After a couple more hours, it was time to go. Kaelyn and I love that slide now. We have to convince our siblings to go down that slide. They need to fight there fears and get it over with. Because like I said, it's now or never! -Alyssa R.

Football is stupid!!

Have you ever walked into your family room and your dad is watching the football on t.v all day?
Football is one of the most common sports played. But it is also one of the stupidest sports. In this essay I will explain the reasons why football is or isn't stupid.

In football you get tackled. Some people can get seriously injured. People can get concussions. And you can break any bone in your body. There is no point in playing football. All you do is run and try to get the ball. Basketball and other sports have good points to them. And to the game.
Football creates fights and it could create your wost enemy. You could be best friends with one person then the next thing you know that person is your worst enemy. There is more hate in the world because of football! We need world peace!

Some people love football. You can meet new friends who are on you team. Some people think football is fun. You run to catch the ball and when you get a touchdown you feel happy. And proud of yourself.
If you get hurt, you can recover. Some people break bones and get concussions but they eventually recover from it.

Football can be very fun, but it's a stupid sport. Usually the most fun sports are kind of stupid. I personally think football is stupid. I hope you chose what you think- football is stupid or it isn't stupid.

Written by: Alyssa R.

A Day To Remember

This day was a huge day in history. The Twin Towers fell, people died, and buildings crashed. It all happened on 9/11. I am interviewing my mom about 9/11.

What time did the terrorists attack?

7:12 am [mountain time]

Did you find out on t.v?

No. A friend called.

Did you keep the kids inside or send them to school/day care?

They were too young to go to school.

Were you shocked?

Yes. I was scared and frightened.

What plane did this happen in?

United Airline and I think American Airlines as well.

How did you feel when you found out?

I felt scared, shocked, confused and sad.

What did you do when when you found out?

I cried and watched the news all day.

What was I doing when this happened?

You wanted to watch a kids show.

What did you tell me?

Nothing. Just that bad people did bad things.

Where was Kirk? (Kirk is my dad).

At work.

Did he come home? If so, how did he find out?

He did not come home, because he was at work and I called him to tell him.

So what happened exactly on the plane?

The terrorists got on the plane pretending they were passengers and they took over the pilot and killed everyone on the plane.

Were the terrorists planning to attack the people on the plane for a while?

Yes. They took many lessons to fly the plane.

How many people died? Did you know anyone who died?

5,300 people died. I did not know anyone who died.

Did you expect it to be better or worse than what it already was?

I didn't know what to expect, it was all just really bad.

I have learned a bit more about 9/11. It will always be a huge part of our history. So next time you think of 9/11, think of all the people who gave their lives for our country.

Alyssa r.

The most fishy holiday of the year!

Do you like oceans? Well this holiday is for you! Here is the story on how it started. One day I walked to the aquarium with my sister. As I walked into the aquarium I could smell the fish food. I could taste the smell of fish food in my mouth. It was gross. It taste like sea food. As I was looking at the large fish tank I pointed to the picture of a fish on the glass to my sister. The glass felt as cold as an ice cube melting in your hand. I could hear a lot of chatter but there were a couple of people who stood out to me. They had large plastic fish tanks on their heads and blue outfits. So my sister and I had the crazy idea to start a holiday. International Dress Like An Ocean Day. So we wrote a letter to the government and they accepted it. So every year on October 20th everyone dresses like an ocean. In school, at your house, everywhere. People celebrate the holiday by having parades everywhere. That is how International Dress Like An Ocean Day started.

Alyssa R.

The day I got hit with a shovel

Two years ago in January, on a Sunday one of my friends invited me over. So I went to his house. It was a cold, snowy day. The day before it had snowed. As I walked up to his front porch I noticed two HUGE snow banks. So I went back to the car, and grabbed my snow gear. Twenty minutes later we went outside. The garage smelled like wet snow. Puddles from snow were all over the place. He didn't have any snow shovels so we used metal shovels. The shovels were dirty. But we used them anyway. We decided to make tunnels in the snow banks. The snow banks were as cold as standing in the freezer for days. When I was digging I smelled the shovel. It smelled rusty. My friend was trying to get a clump of ice out of the tunnel. I put my face next to the ice. I could hear the shovel hitting the ice pretty hard. Then the shovel slipped and hit my face. It hit me right next to my nose. I instantly stood up.I had fast reflexes. I just stood there. My friend had a scared expression on his face. I ran into his house. He followed me in. I was crying as hard as I could. It didn't really hurt that bad. I was just scared.

His mom made me sit down at the kitchen table. She told my friend's dad to get the first aid kit. He got it. My friend's mom put a bandage over my nose. I got SO dizzy . Then I threw up on a wash cloth that was lying in front of me. My friends mom called my mom.

My mom came and took me to the doctor's office. There was barely any one there. The doctors didn't know what to do so they sent me to the hospital. The hospital smelled like cleaning supplies. My mom took me to the emergency room. Instead of getting stitches I got glue on the side of my nose. The glue made my eyes water. The glue smelled like plastic and wax! When I left the hospital the glue had tried. It felt like it was pulling my whole face together. At school I couldn't participate in any sports or any physical activities. It stunk. But there is just a scar left on my face. On the side of my nose.

Alyssa R.