Author: Kiley

Yesterday I went to a really fun party called Eggstravaganza! I decided to write some Good News/Bad News stories about this super fun party. I hope you like them!

The Dyed Egg

• Fortunately, the super-awesome Mrs. R. bought me at the store with my 11 brothers and sisters.
• Unfortunately, a little boy with blue eyes and blonde hair dyed me.
• Fortunately, he dyed me lots of pretty colors, like red, blue, and orange.
• Unfortunately, he chucked me into a hard cup.
• Fortunately, I got to sit back and watch the plastic eggs do the egg hunt.
  But that’s another story . . .

The Plastic Egg

• Fortunately, I was chosen to be in a cool, backyard egg hunt.
• Unfortunately, I got thrown into a white bucket covered in butterflies.
• Fortunately, I had yummy candy inside me.
• Unfortunately, the short, little girl with brown hair took the candy.
• Fortunately, she put me into a large pile with all my friends.
• Unfortunately, then I was put away.
• Fortunately, I can come back out next year!

The Tossed Egg

• Fortunately, I got picked to be in an egg toss.
• Unfortunately, I was super scared that I would break.
• Fortunately, the ladies tossing me won the egg toss!
• Unfortunately, they wanted to see how much longer they could go without dropping me.
• Fortunately, they caught me twice in a row without dropping me.
• Unfortunately, Mrs. M threw me way too high, and I hit a power line. Then, I broke on the street
• Fortunately, Kiley took a picture of me, and I think I look fabulous!

Thank you so much, Mr. and Mrs. R. The party was great!

      It is July 4. I smell the smoke of the hot dogs grilling. I hear the blazing booms of fireworks and the whistling of the wind. The leaves on trees rustle and I taste rich, cold, creamy ice cream in my mouth. I see salad, fruit kabobs, chicken legs, mashed potatoes, hot dogs, and hamburgers covering the table. Little insects crawl on my toes making me giggle and squeal. 
      Pitter, patter, pitter, patter is the sound of raindrops tinkling in song. Lightning strikes. I scream and laugh. We look up at a thousand stars and felt the warm, wet rain on our necks. 
      It’s time for bed. Goodnight stars, goodnight moon. Goodnight to the world as it whispers—
              See you soon . . .

By Kiley (3rd grade)

I am stuck. In a pit of mud. If you want to find out how I got here… well it’s a long story. If you want to find out who I am, you’re out of luck. My identity is a secret. I don’t know why, but I can’t tell you who I am. You’ll have to imagine me. Maybe I look like Jack Black… and maybe I look like your great uncle Bob. Either way I am stuck in a pit of mud, because a monkey ate my shoe.

It all started in the jungle where I was studying lizards for a week. I was eating French toast, you see, and a monkey grabbed my shoe off my foot. I decided to chase after it. You would think this is when I got stuck but you’re wrong. That stupid monkey left a banana peel out on the field so I slipped. Then I was upside down on my back before I could say “Ouch.” Well, apparently the monkey thought this was hilarious. He was howling and pounding his fists…gosh I hate that monkey.

Anyway, then I reached up and tried to snatch back my shoe but he was already running away. I pushed myself up (my back bone now cracked) and kept on running.

Here’s where I got stuck. I was chasing the darn monkey and I tripped over a tree root. Then the monkey opened his mouth and took a huge bite out of my slipper. Well that made me both angry and disgusted. I stared at him with great loathing for a while and then tried to get up. I was stuck. In mud. And you know what that monkey did? The little brat stuck his tongue out at me! Then of course he had to go running back to the jungle to tell all his little friends that he swallowed my footwear.

Then I got mauled. Yep…Mauled. I was just sitting in that pit of mud when this white tiger came out of the trees. It growled and prowled in a circle around me, then stopped. Then and there I knew trouble had arrived. The tiger pounced… on me!!! He opened his mouth to show me large, sharp teeth. I screamed and… well let’s just say that he had a good lunch. Yeah… my studying ended there.