Banana

We did a packet.

Poem

I’m thankful for friends, My care, My bear, I’m thankful for my gems. A pet, Better yet, I’m thankful for my stuff, And what’s chewed, Called food, I’m thankful for love. My clothes, I’ve chose, I’m thankful for Earth, The trees, The seas, But what has most worth, My family, Family, And my teddy bear’s love. His fluff, Enough. That reaches above. \ I’m thankful for my things. I’m thankful for my clothes. I’m thankful for my five senses. including my nose. I’m grateful for my health, And Friends who do things for me. I’m thankful for the Earth, The land, the sky, and the sea. I’m thankful for animals, Food, especially cheese. I’m thankful for people, Who help me with my needs. But most of all, I’m thankful For my family who gives me care. And love, and happiness, And my buddy Teddy Bear. And there are many more things I’m thankful for you see. But these are things I’m most thankful for Because they are there for me.

Final Piece

“Ark! Ow!” I immediately rushed, quickly staggering over the sandy, hard, rocks. The bright shells and grainy rocks were sharp or just simply, they hurt. Plus, the sand was burning hot. But way ahead, I could see the fresh, salty, cold waters of the Atlantic Ocean, with a bright reflection of the hot, bright, orange sun. The hot air smelled salty and fresh, but there was a fishy smell, too. There was a seagull who circled about like he was the shining star of the beach, searching for food scraps and crabs. He quickly dove down into the sea, and stuck his beak in. Awesome! I ran quickly without a minute to spare after my Californian cousin Jake and my brother, Drew, over the soft, fresh, white sand. I ran, in an attempt to jump into the rippled, blue water, passing dark, sandy, driftwood and dry seaweed. I was like a breeze, running on the hot shell covered beach. But when I saw all the dazzling, orange and white shells… I had never seen orange and white shells. Or shells, even. Whoa, I thought immediately. These are really cool. There was a shiny, straight orange stripe on this rough shiny one, then… “Splash!” A small, cold wave washed over them with tiny runaway ripples, and the shell blended in with the others. I quickly lost concentration, and went after my cousin and brother, who had also, taken a brisk moment to look around at the shiny shells. We immediately ran off the soft sand into the cold, sparkling waters of Florida. I immediately jumped in with a cold little splash, spreading tiny sparkling ripples through the water. It felt very cold. “This feels very cold!” I exclaimed. Suddenly, even before I had my first 60 seconds in the Atlantic, I felt something hard and slippery on my sticky right foot, and I slipped. I fell with a cold, startling, splash, and quickly dunked my whole entire sticky body, and sat on the rocky, ocean floor, four feet from the sandy, toasty, shore of the beach.“Huh? Owe! What the? Hey, whoa, huh? Oh, look!” I exclaimed. I looked down. There was a dark, brown wood corner, of a small or giant block or wood or something. Litter, I thought. Nothing exciting. I was going to just go somewhere else, but then I stopped. Maybe it’s something cool, I thought to myself as I bent down again. Litter isn’t blocks of wood. It must be part of something. I slightly gave a tug on it, slightly hard like a hard, slappy yank in an attempt to pull it out of the rocky bottom. It came out very easily. “What the?” I slipped and fell back a bit in the salty bottom. “Hey, it’s a… toy truck?” It looked very old, and it was soaked like it had sunken to the bottom and was stuck there since the time of the pirates. It wasn’t like a shiny, new hot wheels toy car. It was as old as George Washington, like a dull cargo truck, and the old, wooden back of the truck, the storage part, and was a dark, brown wooden cube. It had dark, black, plastic wheels jammed with lots of wet sand, and the driver’s part was also dark, black, wet plastic. It was in such weird condition I didn’t even recognize it to be an old toy truck at first. It wasn’t a 1200s pirate shipwreck with millions of dollars of rusty pirate treasure, but… “Hey look what I found!” I immediately got up and raced to Jake, who was already examining the bottom of the mucky Atlantic Ocean, and looked at me as I raced over to him. “Look what I found! It’s a toy truck!” “Cool!” he answered politely, taking a quick, immediate moment to flash an affectionate look. And we put it on a bright, pink towel, and immediately forgot about it as we splashed into the scratchy bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, with the bright yellow sun above, brightly reflecting on the beautiful blue waves, I will never, ever, ever, forget this amazing day.

Fruit SNacks

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Cheesy Popcorn

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Jolly Ranchers

“Oooooooooooo! The house with the red eyes!” I pointed to the next house, where the long, dark window had big red and white eyes to my friend, Adam, and my brother Drew. The house had a long window in their porch showed, big, evil, glaring eyes. I remembered it from last year and the year before and the year before. “Hey, I don’t remember that from last year!” On the door, a projection of Darth Vader and some storm troopers came up and shut a projected wooden door, covered with projected boards. We stepped on the porch, as Darth Vader and his troops repeated coming up and shutting the door. “Hi there!” My heart beat loudly. A young man was sitting with a kid in his lap with a red ladybug costume on as he looked at us and our costumes under our squeaky raincoats and wet boots, I hadn’t seen him, and he gave me a good shake. “Trick or treat!” we shouted. “Here you go!” He gave us a good, decent handful and slapped it in our bags. “How did you put the eyes and Darth Vader?” I asked. “Bluetooth. I have this thing here I can control whether it’s Star Wars or Monsters Inc. It’s a projection. So are the eyes. He pointed at the glaring eyes, which moved around, trying to look for kids. See?” He did the star wars one. “Can we see Monsters Inc?” Adam asked. “Sure.” The man said. He was very kind about it. A big, blue monster came on the door and made a scary face and shut the same door as Darth Vader. “Wow! That’s cool! Thanks! Happy Halloween!” We shouted. “Your welcome! Happy Halloween!” We hopped of the wet porch and ran to the next house, shouting more thank you’s.