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Sunday, February 26, 2006

Chess


This is a real story!
On Feb.18,2006 it was my first chess tournament day. My dad and I were in the car on our way to Honey Creek Middle School, where the tournament. When we were there, there were a lot of people. Some people were practicing chess, some were talking about chess, and some pe0ple like me was nerovus. " Round 1!" I heard. It was tine to play people that I don't know just that how I played on the web. The first round we played was bad. The people we played were like robots. Robots always win. So, we lost in the first round. The second round was kind of good and kind of bad to me. At the begin of the game, it seemed like I was going to win. (That's the good part.) But then, I move one thing wrong and lose the game. The last round. I wored really, REALLY hard. But like I said again, I got one move wrong so I lost the game. It was very sad for me. But now, I am going to practice more harder every day and get better. At the next tournament, I am going to get better!

Some Friend

What is this story about?
This story is about Ned, Ned's grandma, and Case. Ned lived with his grandma. Her mother didn't want him, and his father was no where . So, he had only his grandma to live with. But when Ned's grandma gets sick, she couldn't take care of Ned and had to go the the hospital. Then, where would Ned live? The foster. Ned liked to live in the foster house but not has mush as you like you parents. So, the next thing you saw was that his wasn't in the foster home any more! He ran away! Now it is up the Case to find him and give hime a home.

Sunday, February 12, 2006

Web Search

TRUE STORY!!!!!!!!!!!
By Michelle Tao

Today I went online at google. And I searched "African Indiana Americans." I wanted to find an African Indiana person so I could write about it for my "extra credit homework" I looked under the the things google prefered. And clicked on one of them. I read the artitle on there, but all it talked about was Martin L. King. It doesn't mean I don't like him, it just not what I am looking for. So, I searched for the same thing again expect I typed," African American Hoosiers" and searched it. I look uder the list and clicked" African Americans"on it. On thank god! There were names of some african americans. I looked at where they were from, but none of them were from Indiana, and none of them were hoosiers. How could this be? I thoght google was useful. Well, Maybe for adults, (I think) but not for kids. Do you think I am right? Or do you think I am wrong/
THE END

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Rose Parks

My favorite part.......

My favorite part is when Rose Parks did not listen to the bus driver when he told her to stand up because she was sitting in the front. This is my favorite part because Rose Park that people know she was in jail because of what she did, so that the people would want freedom to come. If freedom comes, blacks and whites cou ld go to school, and every thing that happened like the KKK would change. The second reason this is my favorite part is because I throght Rose Parks was brave. When the bus driver said if she wouldn't get up he would call the police, she didn't listen to him. I think she was brave because she didn't listen to anyone but herself. Do you think she is brave? Or Not?

Thank for Rose Park letting the world change for what she did.

National Forgiveness Week

This is a true story......

This week is the national forgiveness week amd I would like to be forgiven for the bad actions and behaviors I have done in my life. One of the stories.................................
It started when my mom and I were in the mall, shopping together. My mom LOVED shopping at Old Navy , but I didn't. So, I said to my mom, " I hate shopping at Old Navy! You only buy clothes and jeans there!" I said to my mom loudly. My mom was very upset. That day, was the worst behavior I ever did, and I would like to be forgiven.
I wasn't the only one that had bad actions and behaviors, my friend had bad actions and behaviors too. She was my neighbor, and everytime when I needed someone to play it was her. It was fun to play with her until one day.
"I want to play with rocks!" she said.
"No,no! Michelle, that's not a pretty rock to play with!" She said.
It made me really angry. She was being bossy. She wasn't even listening to what I was saying! I think I should tell her how I feel about her being bossy. I also think I should remind her that she is not the boss, and we could take turns playing what we want.