Sep. 16, 2008 - I haven't tiltle this one yet
This one I haven't titled yet and I will add more when it comes 
It was cold winters morning when Alice woke. It was much too early to be rising, or so it seemed. It was so terribly cold and foggy that one would be fooled into thinking it was before dawn. Despite the droop of her eyes Alice forced her self to dress. When she stepped outside the fog was too dense to see past her own nose.
“Papa?” Alice called as she saw the words take form in the air.
“Alice.” She heard a quiet and broken, but still familiar voice call.
“Papa, how are you today?” She said walking to her father’s pallet on the deck; he had always got up before dawn to have a look outside. But the past few days he had been too weak to move. It was obvious to Alice that the crewmembers had brought him out here.
“Very tired my girl, let me rest.” He answered as he drifted off to sleep.
Her father never awoke from his slumber. He had passed painlessly and soundlessly. That afternoon Alice watched as the crewmembers brought the pallet that her father had slept on just that morning to the side of the boat. When they reached the side of the boat without a word they pushed William Bennet off the hull of the boat.
“Miss, I know you are going through great pain, but the fee for the boat trip must be paid. Now that your father is gone you must pay.” The captain of the ship told Alice.
“But I haven’t any money.” Alice answered.
“I must be paid, in the New World people are looking for servants, you would be indentured for four years, then it ‘twill be paid. By law your master must give you the necessities for starting a new life.” Captain Samuels said.
Alice could feel her cheeks burning. She was not about to lower herself and become a servant.
“Yes sir. I understand.” She said despite her feelings.
Cold, alone and penniless Alice stood in the fog, thoughts rushed through her head, Will I have good masters, or terrible ones? Would I work in a factory, or as a housemaid?
Just thinking of life without Papa made holding back tears impossible. She ran to where her Papa lay before and cried till supper.
At supper Alice received many sympathetic looks, she hated this, after her mother died everyone looked at her in this way. But now it would be worse. Before she considered herself half orphan and thought stories of orphans were romantic. Now that she was an orphan she knew how they felt.
After supper Alice went to bed and cried her self to sleep. During the night she had dreams of all the great memories she had with her father. When she woke out of habit she went to the site where her used to lay, now it was empty. She was surprised that no one was there, then she remembered the happening of the day before.
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Sep. 15, 2008 - Anika and America
I hope you enjoy this story that I had a great time writing! 
.1.
All About Me
Hi, I’m Anika and I live on the Mary Queen Elizabeth. That’s my Dad’s boat. He’s a marine biologist. So is my Mum. I am 11 years old and I have lots of friends! My best friend is Cooper, my dog. He is the only mammal on this ship. (Aside from Mum Dad and me.) I can’t live without Einstein, my stuffed koala I tell him everything. My other friend is Mia, my dolphin; I swim with her all the time. A very old friend is Sarah she really doesn’t exist. She is the one I played with before Mia and Cooper came along. I made her when I was 6 years old. She was my only friend till Cooper came along. Cooper is Dad’s old dog’s puppy; 6 weeks after Cooper and his brothers and sisters were born she got really sick and died. I took care of Cooper because no one wanted to adopt him. I don’t play with Sarah anymore. I’m leaving the MQE (Mary Queen Elizabeth) soon. We are going to visit my grandparents. Dad said that we wouldn’t be back to the boat for a few months. I am so exited! We will be traveling a long way; we live off the coast of Australia. I love it here. I’ve been to the Great Barrier Reef un-countable times, (of course I have, my parents are marine biologists!) It gets more and more interesting every time! I’ve been to the Sydney Opera House 6 times (now that is NOT something to get exited about) I can’t imagine what America would be like! The last time I was there I was 3 and I can’t remember that! I’ve lived in Australia for as long as I can remember. I even have an Australian accent! I am very exited, but oh so scared at the same time!
.2.
“I am NOT staying there!”
I just talked to Papa, (My grandfather) he says I need to “Get of that boat and socialize!” I love him, but he makes me so mad! So I have to stay in America with him and Nana. (My grandmother) I would only see Mum and Dad on the holidays and of course, my birthday. We leave on Tuesday, I will miss Mia lots, and Cooper too, but most of all Mum and Dad. Cooper will go to a kennel till Mum and Dad get back to the boat. I am scared to meet my cousins; Nadia and Katya, Nana and Papa adopted them after their parents got in a car crash 3 months ago. Nadia is 11 like me, but Katya is 9. Nana says they are still getting used to Nana and Papa, they have only met them 3 times before. They were both born in Russia their dad is Russian and there mom is American, they met in Russia, he was selling rolls from his father’s bakery outside the shop and she was sight-seeing on her vacation and she ran into him and they met eyes, and they fell in love. Tomorrow I have to start to pack, practically my entire room!
.3.
My Last Look
After 3 days of packing I finally have to leave. Mum and Dad thought about taking MQE, but they decided on an airplane. I am getting teary just thinking of leaving Mum and Dad. Today I must say goodbye to the life that I worked so hard to get, and start a whole new one. “Ani, its time to go.” Mum called to me.
“Mummy,” I said as tears started to roll down my cheeks. “I don’t want to go! Please, don’t make me go! Please Mummy!”
“I can’t change Papa’s mind. I don’t want you to go either my baby Ani.” Mum tried to comfort me.
“Ladies, we haven’t all day!” Dad called as he walked in to my bedroom. “Oh, my baby girl I’ll miss you so much. Ani, I knew this day would come, but not so soon.”
“What? You knew Papa would want me to go to a real school? Why didn’t you tell me?” I questioned as I grabbed Einstein and took a last look at my room, it seemed so sad and gloomy without all the happy things I kept in here
“We wanted to, but it seemed to soon and then Papa made up his mind it was time. We are terribly sorry.” Mum said.
“ We want you to keep this, wear it and we will be with you.” Dad said as he handed me a small package.
“What is it?” I asked as I turned the neatly wrapped box in my hands.
“Don’t open it till we leave for home. Alright Ani?” Mum said ignoring my question.
“And use this to buy anything you like.” Dad said as he handed me a small purse, I looked inside; it was full of green paper. Wait no, I took some out, and it was American money. It had the words, In God We Trust over a beautiful building, under the building it said, The White House. In history I learned that The White House was where the President of the United States of America and his family lived. I slipped the bill back into the purse.
“Thank you Daddy.” I said solemnly as I took down a picture of Mia, Cooper, Mum, Dad and me and slipped it into my suitcase. It would comfort me when I got home sick.
.4.
The Airplane
After a drive in a taxi car to the airport we waited in sickening silence for the airplane. As we waited we had a last lunch of vegemite sandwiches Mum had packed, and went window shopping, in the bookstore a book caught my eye, it was about a girl who had to move to the country to be safe from the war, while in the country she expects pain and many tears but instead she finds peace in a time of war.
“Mum, may I buy this book to read on the airplane and while I have extra time at Nana’s?” I hopefully asked Mum.
“Of course Ani, but not with your money, we aren’t even in America yet. I’ll buy it.” She told me.
“Yes Mum.” I said.
After we bought the book the airplane arrived and we boarded. Almost all of the passengers were American still more were Australian. On the airplane the flight attendant walked up to us and asked if we needed anything, Dad asked where the restroom was. When Dad got back the flight attendant was explaining what to do incase of an emergency. After her talk she again went to everyone and asked what he or she needed. This time Mum and Dad didn’t need anything.
“May I have a glass of water?” I asked hoping it would rid of the lump in my throat.
“Yes Miss.” She said with a smile and a word or two under her breath. As she walked away I took out my book.
.5.
America
After the flight we fought the crowd to find Papa and Nana.
“Hmm, I can’t find them.” Dad said hardly over the crowd of people rushing through the airport.
Just then Dad’s new cell phone rang in a happy tune.
“Let me take this.” He said as he took it out of his pocket. “Hello, oh Dad. Where are you? We’re at the airport and we can’t seem to find you.” He said into the phone. “Alright, well I guess we’ll see you there. Good-bye.” Dad said as he closed the phone. “Well girls, Papa and Nana are at the hospital. Katya had a very bad fall from the top of the new jungle gym in Nana’s back yard and broke her fibula.”
“Fibula, that’s one of the bones in the leg, what’s the other one? I remember, the Tibia.” I thought, Dad must have noticed the look on my face because he answered by pointing to his shin.
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Sep. 6, 2008 - A Young Lady
This is a poem I wrote about a month ago ENJOY!
A Young Lady
A poem by: Catherine Leger
A young lady is like a rose she starts green and small.
Then grows into a beautiful creation of God’s.
A young lady is like a butterfly; she is brown and full of spots on the outside.
But on the inside she is as a rainbow.
She will grow from a small child to a young lady in the shortest amount of time.
When she smiles the whole room lights up.
The sound of her laugh is so gorgeous everyone enjoys it as if it were song.
When she speaks God smiles upon her.
She walks with such grace it is as a dance.
Her kiss is hidden.
When her prince comes he will present her with his kiss.
And in return she will present him with her kiss.
And as the story books say,
They will live happily ever after.
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Sep. 6, 2008 - A Journal From the Heart
This is A Journal from the Heart a book I started about 6 months ago, hope you like it!
January 1st 2008
Dear Diary,
Just so you know, my name is Peytan Grace Day, I was born on May 16th 1997, I am 11 and I am in 6th grade and one thing I like about my self is my smile. J Anyway, from the date you can see it is New Years Day and I am very exited about the New Year, I have resolved to, read my Bible and pray every day, to write in the diary I got for Christmas every day, (I am writing it now) and also to try harder to be nicer to Ana and Leah (my 6-year-old twin sisters) and to respect Paige’s space. (My 16-year-old sister with whom I share a room with L) I will also write to my cousin (who is in Australia now) every week. As I have already mentioned my older sister and my younger sisters, I will introduce you to the rest of my family; my dad is Mr. William Day my mom is Mrs. Marie Day and my littlest sibling (hopefully a brother) isn’t here yet. I will explain, we did not adopt we wanted to, but we couldn’t afford it so my mom tried to get pregnant, it worked and he/she is on his/her way! He/she is expected May 31st (that would be the best birthday present EVER! Even if it is a little late.J) If it is a boy we could dress him as a football player for the football games, he would go great with Ana and Grace in their cheer costumes! My dad loves football! G2G, CUL8R!
* Peytan Grace Day*
January 2nd 2008
Dear Diary,
Today I wrote a letter to Hannah (remember? The cousin in Australia?) Anyway if you’re wondering Hannah’s parents are missionaries, when she was born I was one month old (we are exactly one month apart, she was born on June 16th! How funny is that?) And whenever we were together we were mistaken for twins, then when we were 5 we told our moms not to say anything about us not being twins (we were pretty bummed out when they didn’t listen) so we are pretty close, and when here parents became missionaries when we were 6 we promised to write each other every day, that didn’t work out too well, so we changed it to a week and I felt REALLY bad when she was consistent and I wasn’t, so I made the resolution to write her every week. Oh! Here comes Paige I’d better hide this, or she will read it, ok it’s blocked by my pillow. Paige is telling me how “un-fair” it is for the baby to have it’s own room, and not her, she says she will talk with mom about the baby sleeping with me and she get her own room I think that we shouldn’t have an office any way, I should have it the “Drama Queen” should have this room the “Twin Twirlers” should share the schoolroom and the baby have the last room. But it’s not up to me. *I love Joe * Grrrrr… she saw me and wrote that, in my Tigger pen, I LOVE Tigger. (Not Joe) CUL8R!
* Peytan Grace Day*
January 3rd 2008
Dear Diary,
It’s 6:30 A.M. and I am about to get dressed. And I can’t decide between my blue dress with the cute little pants from GAP or the little shorts and the adorable Mickey Mouse shirt from Disney World. I think I’ll wear the Mickey Mouse shirt and the shorts. Wait a sec while I get dressed… Done. Tonight Paige is baby-sitting while mom and dad go to a HEA (Home Educators Association) meeting. Did I mention we home school? It’s where your mom (or dad) teaches you at home. And HEA is our home school group, where lots of home schoolers get together and take field trips and do co-ops (a co-op is kinda like school, you go in a class and you are taught extra curricular stuff, and some classes are like science or writing.) My BFF is Catie Leger, she is one of 6 and she is part of HEA too. Her mom is like super mom or something, she home schools 6 kids! Her siblings are, Preston (16 like Paige) Jaden (10) Jake (8) Tony (6 like Ana and Leah) and Lake (3) I am so exited about co-op, it starts in 2 weeks! CUL8R!
* Peytan Grace Day*
January 4th 2008
Dear Diary,
I am preparing to go to church. At church I am going to dance on stage in front of all the 1st-6th graders. No, I’m not nervous I like it, a lot. Then after that I will perform a skit for them, that’s the scary part, I’m not saying I don’t want to do it, I just think it’s really scary, like good scary. Anyway I think I’m ready to go, but that doesn’t mean “Drama Queen” is, she is STILL in the bathroom “getting ready” we have to wake up 2 hours early to be on time, and since I dance and act I have to be there half an hour before service. That means we have to wake up at 5:30, while other families with dancing daughters wakeup at 7:00 and are still early! And Paige still thinks she needs more time! Oh, she’s FINALLY done! I wake up half an hour before her so I can be ready, and not have to wait in line like Mom, Dad, Ana and Leah. Another hour and we should be in the car. CUL8R
* Peytan Grace Day*
January 5th 2008
Dear Diary,
I am so ready for the baby! Mom went in to see how he (that is what I am calling it cuz’ I REALLY want a little brother) is doing, mom said they might see if it’s a boy or not. (Hopefully it is J) I talked to mom about the room situation and the baby will sleep in the schoolroom, the girls (Ana and Grace) will stay where they are, Paige will go to the office and I will stay in my current room, but it will be all mine! We are switching next week, and we are painting/redecorating this week. I will get one full size bed, the twins will get two twin size beds, the baby will get one crib (duh) and the “Drama Queen” will get a queen size bed. (Totally un-fair!) Anyway I am so exited, mom told me what she was going to name it, either Jude Truth, Aaden Truth, Jade Trinity or Alyssa Trinity. I like them all. But I like Jude Truth and Jade Trinity best. And if you were wondering our middle names are, Paige Faith, Peytan Grace, Ana Joy and Leah Hope.
* Peytan Grace Day*
January 6th 2008
Dear Diary,
I had the strangest dream, I dreamed that HEA was going on an airplane (that is weird enough) and I had to watch Lake (Catie’s little sister) and after the flight of listening to music and Lake, Victoria and Gabrielle (two girls in HEA) talk about what they see out the window. I got my stuff and Lake got hers and we went to the airport and Lake’s mom took her and I had to go on another plane to somewhere else. So I went to the elevators and I saw Makalah (a girl in HEA that ignored me when I wanted to be friends) trying to get her stuff, so I went to help her. When I got there she said “Hi Peytan, please help me.” So I helped her and we got all her stuff and went to the elevators. When we got there she saw her friend and called her, but she couldn’t get there in time so she said to open the doors again and her friend had already left. Then she suddenly said, “Corres!” And she flew to where they were unloading all the stuff that was left on the last plane. And she told me that Corres was a white stuffed cat that she got when she was born and she can’t sleep without it. So we looked and we finally found him. And we went to the elevators again. And then I woke up, isn’t that strange? CUL8R!
* Peytan Grace Day*
