Thursday, November 15

I am finding it extremely difficult to come up with posts now that I am involved in NaBloPoMo. It's funny how when you have deadlines, and commitments everything becomes just that much harder. I've had to plan all of my days around posting so that I make time to actually post something, while not taking away from my responsibilities, or time from my family. Don't get me wrong. It's been a lot of fun, and I've met some incredibly bright and gifted writers. At the same time, I will be glad when it is all over, yet am not at all adverse to participating again next year.

There have been many times when I am surfing different blogs, that one or both of the girls sit next to me. They usually get bored after a while, but they have their favorite blogs that they love to read, almost on a daily basis. I'm starting early with all of them. After all, a family that blogs together, stays together....or something like that.

With that being said, Meelie told me that she wanted me to publish her story tonight. The topic is fairly obvious if you look at the subject. They are beginning to write "stories" using some of their vocabulary words (they will be underlined). She seems to have a fairly good grasp on some of the words that she used, some cause you to sit back and scratch your head. But that's ok. It's all about practice.

Without further ado, I give you "The Halloween Night" written by Meelie, and not changed one single iota by her mother.


It was when I was seting up my halloween costume in the morning. I said to my dad in a mope voice, to bad we have school today. Well my dad said you only have 6 1/2 hours.

I'd prefer having school off on halloween. I don't like you staying sad so I will have work off and stay with you.

Dose that mean no school for me?

Yes it dose sweetie. Dad I can't wait, I know you can't wait. every one else will be very, very Furious. I am in compleat bliss. I grasped on his hand tight. My dad is so amiable I said in my mind.

I said in my mind agin that he finly let me recovor from school that day. It started to get later in the day it was ten mins until the buses came. It was Like my head was overflowing. I didn't want to replace any thing I am thinking right now. Because I'm thinking candy, costumes, trek or treat, and all of that stuff that makes halloween fun. My sister was going to hit me with a big gesture. My dad had to separate us. My eyes glistened as hers were so dule.

I was being sturdy as she was being weak. it seems like she is shun.

THE END
By Meelie No
October 17, 2007

PS: This is a fictional story and the names have not been changed. Is it wrong for me to be bothered by the fact that her father is one of the main characters and I'm not even mentioned?

Posted by Moogie at November 15, 2007 4:59 PM

Comments

Nah. Kasia's daddy is the butt of a lot of stories (and personally, I'm glad to be in them.)

The one story I was mentioned in, she explained how I call the handles on the roller coaster braces (the overhead braces) "oh god" handles. That's not exactly what I call them, but she's better off not saying those things in school. LOL! (That's so when you corkscrew on the coaster you can say, "Oh shit!")

Posted by: Kris at November 17, 2007 11:41 PM