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Ice Fights and Other Below Freezing Amusements
4:19 PM, Jan. 16, 2007
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It was below freezing outside yesterday (and still is). The car was a source of constant amusement and icicles to Cornflower, who is collecting them in a tupperware container and keeping them in the freezer. Sheets of ice covered the windows and snow was collected on the front. The house next door has no one living in it and their driveway was solid ice. Up we went on the grass...Whoosh! "Ow!" "Get off!" Cornflower held mine and Mariel's hands and slid down on our tennis shoes and boots. Mariel discovered a frozen puddle by the curb. She slipped and slid on it.
Today in the back yard... "I'm a squirrel today, Triss." "Well, so am I." "I'm going to be a dormouse." Mariel the dormouse stayed on one side of the backyard and Cornflower and I stayed on the other. I taught her the "Rules of Ice". "These ones...Cornflower, look at them... these are fighting size. This little diamond is a calling size. Watch." I buzzed Mariel's blue hood with the inch-wide piece of ice. She stood up and threw one back before turning back to the frozen-solid puddle she was trying to break. "And these are shattering size." "Shattering size?" "Watch." A foot-long piece of ice sailed through the air and hit the fence. It shattered into calling size and fighting size. Mariel threw a calling size at me, quickly followed by a fighter. I threw one back. It hit her hood. She hit Cornflower on the back of the jacket, who threw ice randomly about. I hit Mariel's jacket. She returned one which missed. I then chucked one that I intended to go right over her head. It hit her leg and she threw one at me. "Ouch!" The "ice-cube-fight" slackened off. Then the sun came out. We glanced at it for two seconds, then realized what it was going to do. "The ice!" Hoods came off. Everyone pitched in to gather the ice. Shatter and Fighters went into the bunny hutch. Calling Size went into a bucket. Then Mariel complained that her ears were cold. Cornflower (who is pretty smart for someone her size) solved the problem by switching jackets with her. Cornflower's hood did not come off. She used a big white cap and Mariel used her hood. Of course everyone knows what happened then... Two minutes later I was reading about Albert Einstein. Posted by Trisscar Swordmaid A Morning at the Happiest Place on Earth
7:18 AM, Jan. 13, 2007
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Have you ever been to the Happiest Place on Earth? No, it's not Disneyland. The real one is a camp called (drum roll) HARMONY HILL. Here is a morning I had there last year... One evening there, Little Turtle had a cot and I had an air mattress, so we switched. I woke up in the Girl's Sleeping Area at what I thought was 6 am to a beautiful sunrise over the wooded edge of the Hill. Little Turtle woke up when I touched her and we stared silently at the sight. Mariel rolled over on her air mattress and woke up, waking Little Pavlova in the process. They watched too. Mariel turned around and noted that Mother Auma must have gone off to take a shower, because Cornflower was sleeping alone. The latter suddenly rolled over off of the mattress and onto the gravel. She opened her mouth to cry and sat there with it opened, watching the sunrise. Bzzz, bzzz. "Triss, Turtle, there's a wasp by our bed," stammered Little Pavlova and Mariel simultaneously, jumping over a pile of boards to the cot. Mariel gasped. "Our bandannas and notebooks!" Two pink and purple bandannas and two purple and pink striped notebooks lay on the mattress. A tiny yellow and black body propelled itself over to them. Cornflower sat on the cot, shivering. "It's the middle of June! Why is it so cold?" "It's early morning," answered Turtle, who was putting on her red robe and making plans with me. A turquoise robe and a red one cautiously approached the mattress from either side. The plan: if the wasp stings, he can't sting both. Two grabs; two bandannas and two hats lay on the cot. Mr. Wasp became bored and buzzed away. Probably to the Pavilion to see if there was sugar for the cereal still left out. Turtle checked her watch. "Oh no, Triss," she said, pushing the watch towards me. I checked and groaned. "5:45? We must have gotten up..." "At five," she finished with me. "Well, there's still fifteen minutes. We can get dressed and everything. Come on Cornflower, let's hurry." Fifteen minutes later... "a-GAIN from CALM and SWEET re-POSE I RISE to HAIL the DAAWN; a-GAIN my WAY-king EYES un-CLOSE to VIEW the SMY-lin' MORN," sang the Office. "Breakfast is ready. If you'll bow with me..." So, there you have it. If you ever want to go, ask Mother Auma for directions. Turtle and I are always jumping around in the back seat visiting about the Happiest Place on Earth when we go. I never know when exactly it is. Second week in June or something. Posted by Trisscar Swordmaid Protest against Subtraction
8:19 PM, Oct. 13, 2006
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(To tune of Good Night, Ladies)
Ad-di-tion's Fine Mul-tipli-cation's Boring Division is Sort of Fun but I... Hate... Subtraction!
I've memorized multiplication Been addicted to addition Devour-ed division BUT I.. Hate... SUBTRACTION!
I sang this to let off steam when I was doing math.
Posted by Trisscar Swordmaid How to Make a Sock Doll
3:18 PM, Mar. 9, 2006
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I have made funny-looking dolls before I got them to look like humans. The main thing is to think of them as people that you want to make perfect. (However, it will take you a while to get a really pretty one, unless you are a *super* sewer.) Please remember that this will take about a whole afternoon and don't get frustrated. Take a break before attatching the arms so that your back doesn't hurt from sitting so long.
*The right color of embroidery floss (a color for the eyes, pink for the mouth, etc.) *Yarn: brown, black, yellow. This will be for the hair *Batting, yarn, cotton balls, something to stuff her with *Of course you'll need the basic stuff, a needle, thread (preferably white or off-white), scissors.
Cut the first sock to make legs. Cut from the top to where the funny patterned part stops. Then you'll want to stuff the inside from the toe to the heel until it is the right thickness. Sew up the legs- not together, sew the front and back together. Make sure your knots are really tight and won't come out. Then stuff it. (You may end up stuffing the heel of the sock when you do this. Use a pencil or something to stuff it all the way in.) Sew up the ends and then tie a piece of thread around the bottom of each leg about 1/2 inch from your seam. This will make it look like little squarish feet. (This is where that break comes in.) When you come back you will sew on the arms. This is where you use that other sock. You cut off the patterned part and cut it in half longways. Sew each half like the legs and sew the bottom up. Stuff them and then you can sew them *tightly* to the sides. If you want you can tie them like the feet to make hands. Then sew on the hair. This is kind of tricky. First, cut a lot of pieces of yarn all the same length and as long as you want the hair to be. Sew them to the top of the head. Don't just sew back and forth, get inside the hair and make small stitches. If you are really patient, sew over each individual piece of yarn. Then cut more pieces of yarn. These should be just a little longer than the others. Sew half the pieces to one side of the head and sew the others to the other side. (This way your face won't look weird because it has no side hair.) After this you embroider the face on. The mouth isn't hard as long as you take small stitches. The nose is the big problem: you don't want it to be the most prominent feature but you want it in there. Finally I figured it out: sew horizontally with white thread where you want the nose to be. This will cause part of the sock to stand up if you pull it tight enough. This makes the *cutest* nose! The eyes: just satin stitch until it looks like little eyes. You could sew a small circle and satin stitch in the middle if you want.
You've Finished!
I just thought of something. If you want her to have little short close-to-the-head hair, cut short pieces of yarn, sew them on at the top like you did the other way, and then sew it again near the end. This will make the hair stay close to her head and make it look like it is curled outwards. For curly hair unravel the yarn before sewing it on. Animal Adventures Chapter 9
2:07 PM, Mar. 8, 2006
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Ivey woke up. She looked at the clock. It was eight! “Oh n- wait, we had movie night last night, so today is Saturday! Phooey, an hour of – ok, a half hour of playtime wasted. I would have used at least half an hour for getting dressed, putting in contacts and cleaning my room.” 15 minutes later the squirrel was out in the backyard in an Indian costume. Little Warrior (Ivey) was helping Little Swallow ( Ivey, “ After breakfast Foleys was crowded. It was filled with Christmas shoppers. The squirrels bought matching plaid flannel nightgowns, an origami calendar for “Yes!” Ivey, “Shh,” said Mom, as she turned back to the phone. They went outside. Their car was parked near the bottom of the kid’s favorite grass slope. So, while Mom and Dad tried to walk down without slipping, the young squirrels ran down the slope, each in her own way. The ride back home was filled with eager conversation and laughter from the back seat. “I get to build the castle!” Ivey said. She picked up her notepad and drew a plan: “The balance beam is on top of the Big Black Box and the table, the slide is balanced on the balance beam. “Oh, that’s neat,” said “Inward,” answered Ivey. “I would have drawn the door, but that would have gotten all over the slide.” They pulled into the driveway. The squirrels ran inside and dumped their stuff inside their rooms, and ran to the backyard. The castle was quickly built, according to Ivey’s plan, and Ivey looked up from where she was sitting on the “throne”- an old green camp chair. “Hey, there. Hay is for horses, don’t hay me,” she answered, which was a silly thing that Dad said. “What is it?” “I can see the sunset from here!” There was an immediate scramble for the balance beam. “Wow!” Everyone sat down as they watched the rose-colored, lavender, orange and pink sunset disappear beyond the treetops. Sock Dolls
1:38 PM, Mar. 8, 2006
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These are the two sock dolls I have made. The one in black is called Amy. I made her a long time ago, before December. The one in the flowered shirt I made this week. She is called Alicia. So far Alicia has ridden on my bike, in a cupholder in the car, has been shown to several people at church (thanks to Mother Auma, who is very proud of the doll) and something silly: sat on the birdhouse patio! Our birdhouse has a little area bordered by the birdhouse on one side and a little short fence on two others. It's for putting seeds up in, but there weren't any and I set her up there. She was so cute! My Favorite Poems
7:10 PM, Feb. 2, 2006
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These are poems from my poetry book for this term. They were written by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
The Secret of the Sea
Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me As I gaze upon the sea! All the old romantic legends, All my dreams come back to me.
Sails of silk and ropes of sandal, Such as those in ancient lore; And the singing of the sailors, And the answer from the shore!
Most of all, the Spanish ballad Haunts me oft, and tarries long Of the noble Count Arnaldos And the seaman's mystic song.
Like the long waves on a sea-beach, where the sand as silver shines, With a soft, monotonous cadence, Flow its unrhymed lyric lines:-
Telling how the Count Arnaldos, With his hawk upon his hand, Saw a fair and stately galley, Steering onward to the land;-
How he heard the ancient helmsman Chant a song so wild and clear, That the circling sea-bird slowly Perched upon the mast to hear,
Till his soul was full of longing, and he cried with impulse strong,-- "Helmsman! for the love of heaven, Teach me, too, that wondrous song!"
"Wouldst thou,"--so the helmsman answered, "Learn the secret of the sea? Only those who brave its dangers Comprehend its mystery!"
In each sail that skims the horizon, In each landward blowing breeze, I behold that stately galley, Hear those mournful melodies;
Till my soul is full of longing For the secret of the sea, And the heart of the great ocean Sends a thrilling pulse through me.
Isn't that beautiful? and then this one is also one of my favorites:
Daybreak
A wind came up out of the sea, And said, "O mists, make room for me."
It hailed the ships and cried, "Sail on, Ye mariners, the night is gone."
And hurried landward far away, Crying, "Awake! it is the day."
It said unto the forest, "Shout! Hang all your leafy banners out!"
It touched the wood-bird's folded wing, And said, "O bird, awake and sing."
And o'er the farms, "O chanticleer, Your clarion blow; the day is near."
It whispered to the fields of corn, "Bow down, and hail the coming morn."
It shouted through the belfry tower, "Awake, O bell! proclaim the hour."
It crossed the churchyard with a sigh, And said, "Not yet! In quiet lie." San Francisco Narration
6:45 PM, Jan. 2, 2006
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Animal Adventures Chapter 8
6:04 PM, Dec. 13, 2005
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Chapter 8: Ivey's Dream Ivey had gone to bed. She lay there thinking on what had happened that day. They had had church. Very nice, but it went as usual: Church, lunch, kid’s bible study, and then playtime outside. That, too, had gone as usual. She and For a few minutes she dreamed she was Eowyn. That lasted for about five minutes. Then a confused dream followed. She was Triss, fighting – Orcs?? That didn’t make any sense, and then the dream completed its change and she really was Triss. And this dream was the most realistic one she had ever had. She was Triss, and everything happened exactly as in the book – until she finished what she had read. Then a small voice seemed to float past her – “The rest is up to you…” dying away to an echo. Ivey-Triss stood confused for a moment, and then realized fully what the voice had said. “The rest is up to you.” That meant that she was who made up the rest. She looked around for an inspiration. Somehow she was on a beach that seemed deserted except for a ship. Suddenly a hedgehog’s head poked out of the ship. It looked surprisingly like Garret suddenly appeared. “Songbreeze, your turn to steer,” he called. Songbreeze answered him as “Deyna”. Suddenly Triss realized something. Each of her friends was an animal from the Redwall books, and so was she! Triss was from Triss, Matthias was from Redwall, Songbreeze from Marlfox, and Deyna from Taggerung! If “I’m not sure, go check the list. I just know that Auma and Triss are supposed to be on the same watch. Triss on the starboard side, Auma on the port.” (Better get this straight right now. Facing forward, starboard is right and port is left.) Matthias ran below to check the list. Triss, who had been exploring the deck of the ship, heard him call, “Auma! Where are you? Hello?” There was a loud bump, and a muffled exclamation from below deck, followed by a half angry, half laughing yell. “Sloey! Come back here!” “What just happened?” asked Triss. Auma giggled, and replied, “I think Sloey jumped out on Matthias and he fell over, that was the bump, and something like a pillow must have fallen on him, that was just as he said something, and Sloey bolted.” She laughed again. Triss went back to her own side of the ship. She saw a shadow on the horizon. It came closer and closer, and suddenly was – “ “I know that place!” said Auma. “That’s the river that goes right past Redwall!” It was agreed to go to Redwall, and Triss kept a lookout carefully, for she had never seen the place. Besides, her friends and she were from different times and books, so she wanted to know if Redwall had an Abbess or Abbot and also which one they were. The stream flowed on almost lazily. Auma and Triss still had watch, but everyone was out on deck, even Sloey, who sat up in the prow on a blanket “keeping watch” but soon grew bored and set about trying to make a tent out of a pole and the blanket. She finally succeeded and curled up inside. Auma watched the trees go by. Triss was on her side, and they pointed out certain trees to each other, saying, “Do you think I’d get stuck in that one?” or “How high do you think we’d get in that one?” Matthias was swinging around in the rigging reading a book. Deyna was in the crow’s nest, when suddenly Triss, who had just climbed up the rigging, exploded into a shrill “Redwall! REDWALL AHEAD!!” Ivey woke up yelling, “Redwall! Red-“ She had woken herself up with her yelling.
This Country of Ours Narration
7:37 PM, Dec. 5, 2005
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No one really liked having to give up The French were upset because of the The French, however, didn’t want war. They just wanted to get something for nothing from the Then everyone got upset with Then Vocabulary Notebook
7:27 AM, Nov. 29, 2005
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I have some interesting words in my Isaac Newton biography: Apocryphal and Polemics.
apoc·ry·phal
po·lem·ic Thank you Merriam-Webster Online! I love that dictionary. Why didn't I read this before I went to CA?
9:23 AM, Oct. 24, 2005
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I have been reading Book of Marvels and I went to Yosemite, which is in the 3rd chapter: I was in I think I like geography better when I've actually been there myself.
Animal Adventures Chapter 5
3:03 PM, Sep. 18, 2005
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Chapter 5: Stories It was Wednesday night and the church had gathered in the meeting room of a hotel. The service was over and the kids had retired to a corner by a potted tree with their snacks. Somehow it had become a custom for somebody to tell a story, and tonight Ivey was asked to tell “a funny story” by Aaron. “Okay,” said Ivey. “There was a mouse that was dirty, so he took a bath. The water filled up the bathtub, but the mouse was still dirty. So he let the water run onto the floor. The water filled up the bathroom, but the mouse was still dirty. So he let the water run out the window. The water filled up the street, but the mouse was still dirty. So he let the water run into the house next door.” By now everyone was laughing. “The people in the house next door cried,” Here her voice rose to a high falsetto, “’Turn off the water! We have had our bath today!’ But the mouse was still dirty. So he let the water run all over the town! The people in the town yelled, ‘Turn off the water! You are very clean now!’ The mouse said, ‘You are right. I am very clean now.’ By then the town was all wet, but the mouse did not care. He went to bed. The End.” (1) Everyone laughed, and Ivey was asked to tell another funny story, this time about a lion. “Hmm,” she said. “There was a little lion, and his mommy told him to go hunt. So, since he was a good lion, he went out to hunt. He couldn’t find anything, but then a fly buzzed right in front of his nose. He decided to hunt it, and brought it back to his mommy. His mommy told him to try to catch something bigger, so next time he went out, he ignored the flies and caught a beetle. His mommy told him to please try to catch something the size of a rabbit. ‘I can’t help it,’ he said, ‘I’m only a baby!’” “Ivey, couldn’t you tell us Mariel of Redwall?” asked “That’s pretty long, but okay,” said Ivey. Her voice became dramatic. “On a dark, stormy night, a mouse girl was tossed by the waves. She had been thrown there by Gabool the Wild, the most feared searat to ever sail the seas. Washing up on shore, with only her knotted rope she calls her Gullwhacker and no memory of who she is, the mouse gives herself a name, Storm, and with the help of hares and an old squirrel, she made her way to Redwall. Later, an herbalist named Simeon helps her to remember who she is and where she came from. Her name was Mariel, and she had been traveling to the mountain of badgers and hares, Salamandastron, with her father, Joseph the Bellmaker. He had made a bell for the Badger Lord, Lord Rawnblade Widestripe. Their ship was attacked by Gabool the Wild, and Mariel was tossed overboard, and later, her father was too. She sets out for Terramort Isle, Gabool’s stronghold, with only an odd poem for a guide. A few minutes later, she discovered a hidden traveling companion – her friend Tarquin the hare! He walks very fast with her, and at lunchtime, suddenly around the corner, they meet Dandin the mouse. He and Tarquin had set it up. They all continue together and soon they hear someone following them. They hide in the trees and ambush him. They soon wish they hadn’t – it was Durry the hedgehog, ouch!” Ivey began again. “Together, the four encounter a killer heron, Iraktaan, skinny little weasels called the Flicthaye, friendly but formidable barn owls, and finally, the badger lord The end of her story was greeted with applause, followed by a few glances at the grown-ups to make sure they weren’t making too much noise.
1. Story taken from Mouse Tales by Arnold Lobel 2. Story taken from Mariel of Redwall by Brian Jacques Engineer It!
2:13 PM, Sep. 9, 2005
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Today we went to this place called Sci-Tech, and it's present exibit was called Engineer It! and it was so cool. In one corner there were sailboats, paddleboats, and motorboats that you could build and sail on a little water table. That may have been my favorite part - I LOVE boats! Two adults helped a girl named Kariss, a boy and I make a caternary arch. It went up really high with foot-tall blocks numbered from 1 to 10 on either side, with a wedge-shaped 11 at the very top. Kariss, Cornflower (my 4yo sister), Mariel (7yo sis) and I had water in film canisters. You put a fourth of an Alka-Seltzer tablet in, closed it, shook it up, turned it upside-down and stepped back quickly. At any minute the bottom of the film canister (now facing up) would blow off - BANG! - and hit the roof (if you'd shook it enough) and leave the tablet fizzling out on top of the lid. Then, you could make a paper airplane and throw it at a triangle-shaped hole in a big pillar. If you hit, the airplane would fall through the hollow pillar and appear in a square hole in the bottom. There were some big legos in a bin, and a soccer ball glued to a lego to simulate a water tower. Once you had built a water tower with the ball and legos you could press a button and the black surface it was on would shake and shake to resemble an earthquake. Mine fell over as soon as I pressed the button. I did better with another girl on the earthquake platform. You used straps to hold the pillars and platforms together. She built a tall tower, and then she and I cross-braced it with straps on all 4 sides. It would not fall over, no matter how many times she pressed the button. Then she moved one of the bottom pilars. It all fell down. Kariss and I operated a pretend crane. She had the wheel to move the hook up and I moved it to the loading station and back. A group of little kids was there too. Some had dump trucks that took blocks with rope loops on them to a conveyor belt. Others made the conveyor belt move and hooked blocks on, as Kariss hauled them up by turning the wheel and I moved it to the dump truck. Teamwork rules! You could build paper bridges and block bridges and arrange gears and pulleys and build computer bridges. There was a small room called the wind tunnel, and you put these big foam wings on, pressed a button, and air would blow against your wings and you could expiriment with them in different directions. When it stopped, your turn was over. Then two ladies summoned everyone, kids and adults, to the place everyone had made parachutes at. One had a bottle of 7-up, the other a package of Mentos. They asked everyone to say what they thought would happen when they poured the Mentos into the 7-up. I predicted it would fizz all over the place. Then they put on saftey glasses and hard hats. They poured the Mentos in quickly and stood back. It fizzed almost up to the ceiling! Kariss was sitting next to me when one of the Mentos flew up and landed in her lap! She ate it, and said it didn't tast like 7-up at all. Whatever it tased like, my hypothesis was correct! That was the end. Please share your fun field trip stories!
Animal Adventures Chapter 4
4:33 PM, Sep. 8, 2005
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Chapter 4: At the Park Ivey couldn’t wait! The car seemed to creep along as she waited impatiently to get to the park. Finally she got out Salamandastron and found her place. Two pages and they were there! Ivey tucked her book under her arm, grabbed a Wal-Mart bag and ran to the pavilion where the church had gathered for a picnic lunch. Ivey set down her bag and peeked into her grandmother’s. It was chocolate chip cookies and chips, yum. After lunch, the playground saw a group headed for the castle. Claire, Ivey, Jessica, Allie, Aaron, Lauren and Adam (Ivey was babysitting the little mouse) had become, in the same order, Shieldmaiden, Eowyn, Princess Arwen, Queen Mariel, King John, Princess Belle and “Bonny Prince Charlie” (Adam’s name had come from Claire). “We need a bad guy,” said King John decidedly. Everyone agreed, but no one wanted to be the bad guy. “They can be invisible pretend bad guys. That’s how we do it when nobody wants to be the bad guy at our house,” said Princess Belle. Eowyn had gone to the top of the castle. “Bad guys approaching! Do we stay and fight or take the little princess and prince somewhere else, or both?” “Both,” said Queen Mariel. “Princess Arwen, take Belle and Charlie to the rocket ship and wait for John and I. Eowyn and Shieldmaiden will fight them and catch up with us.” It must have looked funny – if any one had seen it. For the bad guys had conveniently chosen to try and ambush them on the swing side of the castle, where there was no one but a little five-year-old, who looked at them and walked off. Two knights fought thin air and went to the rocket ship, where the others had spent most of their time trying to make sure that the prince did not wander off. He had finally escaped them and was going down the steps as Eowyn and Shieldmaiden came up. “Prince Charlie,” said Eowyn, “you should be with everyone else – going back to the castle.” The prince knew how to win himself back into Eowyn’s favor. He gave her a hug and got her to pick him up. Inside everyone was debating what to do next. Princess Belle wanted to be captured, King John wanted to go to sea, Princess Arwen said she seconded that, Queen Mariel said she was bored and wanted to go to the pond, Shieldmaiden and Eowyn were both in favor of Belle being captured, and Charlie ran from one to the other looking puzzled. Finally Belle was to be captured (Belle, Shieldmaiden, Eowyn) by searats (John, Arwen) and Queen Mariel would have not gone on the voyage (so she could go to the pond). They went to the boat. A “pirate ship” came sailing by and the pirates boarded the ship. Eowyn, Shieldmaiden and John fought valiantly, and Prince Charlie ran around waving his arms and saying “arrrrrr!” but they carried off Princess Belle and added princess Arwen as a bonus. So the rest of the crew sailed after them and found a tall tower. Inside were the princesses. Eowyn and Shieldmaiden snuck up on the guards, tied them up and threw them over the playground fence (good thing there weren’t any real guards!) and went in. Princess Belle was very dramatic. “You saved us! If you were boy knights I would marry one of you!” “Yuck,” said Eowyn. Princess Arwen made a face in agreement. They all went back to the castle, where Mariel had waited. Then Eowyn’s dad found them. “Ivey, Allie, Lauren, time to go.” A Limerick
1:34 PM, Aug. 29, 2005
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There was an old man of the Lear Who always played chess with a spear. But one day when he did, The spear ran and hid, And eluded that man of the Lear.
(I made this up when I was little and so I have no clue where "the Lear" is!) Animal Adventures Chapters 1-3
12:39 PM, Aug. 26, 2005
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Characters:
(There will be an assortment of other animals for some chapters.) Chapter 1: The Ground-Breaking THE SUN smiled down on a large field bordered with trees where the church had gathered. Almost all of the children had shovels. Ivey took one and, after figuring out what she was supposed to do, jammed it into the ground and jumped on it. Both footpaws came down hard and she sat on the end to push the shovel up. Allie, watching, giggled. “I think you jammed it down too—yipe!” The shovel had suddenly sprung up, leaving a hole and a rather surprised Ivey, who had tumbled off the end of the shovel. Allie collapsed laughing. Indignantly Ivey dragged the shovel over to where everybody else was digging. She settled herself between Jessica the badger and Caitlin the hare. Jessica looked up. “Hi, Ivey. Oh, look, over in the trees!” Ivey looked and started laughing along with her. The Three Gladiators, Aaron the mouse, Justin the hare and Evans the mole were chasing their archenemy Nick the badger, armed with two toy guns of Aaron’s. Justin had a stick for a sword. Nick led them on an obstacle course through the trees and then climbed a hard one. Aaron, who seemed to be the leader this time, had the other two help him form a ring around the tree, waving their weapons and yelling. Nick merely threw down some twigs on them. The Three Gladiators got bored and retreated to a big pile of dirt and rocks they called "their fortress". They yelled something inaudible. Then a hamster called Brother Parker yelled, “Come here, kids.” All the children ran over to him, dragging shovels. Nick climbed out of the tree and grabbed a stray shovel. Unknown to anyone, Aaron, Evans and Justin’s shovels had been stowed on a ledge of the dirt pile, so Aaron threw his down and jumped down after it. Justin repeated the process and, after thinking it over, so did Evans. Slightly smaller then the others, he landed on all fours over his shovel. They ran over to where Brother Parker was telling the kids what to do. He wanted them to push dirt back into a trench where a dirt fence was. Ivey dropped her shovel and headed for a dropped rake. It worked a lot better. As they were finishing, a mole named Sister Andrea called, “Lunch time!” As they all sat down, the pastor, a squirrel named Brother Mike said, “Let’s all pray that God will sanitize our paws.” A hamster named Sister Birdie said, “For those of us with weak faith, I have wipes.” “I need one,” said an otter named Brother Dennis. Everyone laughed. ****************************************************************************** After lunch the kids played under the trees. Ivey climbed up one and sat when the Three Gladiators came by, chasing Nick. Secretly she wanted to join in. But the thought vanished as her best friend, a hare slightly older than her named Claire joined her. “Ivey! Remember on Wednesday night I said I’d bring you the first Redwall book?” Ivey nodded. “Well, here it is,” said Claire. She handed it to her. The squirrel opened the book. It was about an Abbey called Redwall, where the villainous rat Cluny the Scourge attacked, and how a brilliant young mouse named Matthias found the sword of the Abbey’s long-ago hero Martin the Warrior and defeated him……… Chapter 2: The Zettles INSIDE HER room, the squirrel Ivey was sharpening a stick. The wood shavings fell onto the floor until she decided it looked enough like a sword. “Ow!” It feels like one too, she thought, as she put it in a sheath made out of plastic swing casing. ‘Dingdong’ went the door. The two mischievous otters Garret and Steven were here! Although troublesome at times, the otters were two of Ivey’s many best friends, perfect for war games. Today each of them had brought a wooden sword. After their mom left, everyone headed for the backyard. Ivey grabbed a bamboo stick called Flydeath. “Do you want to play searats?” asked Allie. “Ok!” said Steven. He scrambled onto the playhouse. “What’s your pretend name?” “Isabella,” said Allie. “Clara,” said Lauren. “Summer”, said Ivey. “Capt. Badrang,” said Garret. “Mr. I’m-going-to-catch-Clara. No, Gabool”, said Steven. He laughed and leaped from the “ship”. ‘Clara’ screeched and ran, but ‘Summer’ blocked her way. ‘Badrang’ kept her against the fence. She was surrounded. “Parley!” she yelled, trying to break out. “Fine. I’ll name our terms,” said ‘Gabool’. “1, you are our prisoner. 2, we play castle. 3-” “Ok, ok,” she said. She went to the sandbox. “I am not being a queen cause then I have to marry someone. I’m a knight,” “I’m the King.” “Ok, I’m a knight too.” “Can I be the Princess?” Finally everything was settled. Steven was king, Ivey and Garret were knights, Lauren was princess and Allie was queen. Steven said, “Ok. I’m king and I say you’re all fired. Ha-ha.” Garret stood up. “Then we’re rebelling. Ha-ha to you!” He drew his sword. “I’m with you, Garret!” Ivey stood and drew hers. Steven scrambled out on the monkey bars. As a squirrel, Ivey easily scampered under and barred his way by sitting on the other end. Steven swung down. Ivey leaped for Flydeath, yelling her warcry, “Eulaliaaa!” She grabbed Flydeath and locked him with it. He poked her with his sword. Ivey poked him with her sword. She wrestled his out of his paw and tossed it to Garret. The otter caught it. Ivey let go of Steven and ran to Garret. “This is war, Garret!” Garret stuck out his tongue. “And we have your sword. Maybe you should surrender!” He blew a raspberry. Just then Allie, who had now decided she was on Steven’s side, came up with a toy bow and suction cup arrows. “Here, use these.” Ivey scampered down the side of the playhouse and made several sandballs. The squirrel returned with a bucket of them. She dodged an arrow and flung a sandball down. It hit Steven on the back as he turned to pick up another arrow. This one hit Garret on the forehead. It didn’t hurt, but it stuck. He lay down on the floor playing dead. Outraged, Ivey smashed five sandballs together and threw. It hit Steven’s head, and as he wiped sand out of his face he yelled “Flag of truce! Flag of truce! Parley!” “Of what would you parley?” asked the squirrel. “You killed Garret. Take that!” She threw another sandball, which was so big it knocked Steven over. “I said parley!” he yelled. “Fine. Of what would you parley? My terms are 1, you stop attacking, 2, you leave, 3, you let me pelt you with another sandball.” “Ok, my terms are 1, no sandballs, no arrows, 2, you’re all un-fired, 3, Garret’s only wounded.” “Agreed.” Smack! Ivey pulled off the arrow and gasped, then laughed. There was red on the tall otter’s forehead but on closer inspection it proved to be cherry Kool-Aid that Allie had dipped the ends of the arrows in. She grabbed a stick and string and quickly made a bow. She shot it at Steven as he picked up the arrows. A yell proved her accuracy as she turned back to Garret. “Garret, just get better now, would you?” “Ok,” and he got up. After lunch, Ivey tiptoed outside and hid the bow and arrows in a box in the playhouse. Chapter 3: The Swimming Pool “WAHOO!” LAUREN tossed a blowup whale into the air. The three little squirrels could hardly wait. Their otter friends the Zettles and the hedgehogs from across the street were going to the pool with them. Dingdong! The Zettles! Dingdong! Samuel, Maddie and Chloe, with Brennan in a float suit. Vrmm! “The pool!” Piling out of the car, each one had a pair of goggles, alligator diving toy, float, towel and sunglasses. Brennan had a rubber duck. Garret and Steven, the otters, bounded in immediately. “Ooh, look who’s gonna get sunburned!” said Ivey. The two quickly waded out and stood in line for sunscreen. “Brennan!” screamed Ivey. She ran to the pool and dove just as Brennan stepped off the tanning ledge into 5’ water. “Bad boy, no-no, got to go in the little pool.” The little hedgehog was upset and began to cry as Ivey hauled him out of the pool. His mom hurried over. “Thanks, Ivey,” she said. “I’m just glad I remembered the float suit.” “Get your toys!” Ivey grabbed a pair of goggles and diving toy, the otters took floats, Samuel began floating on his back, Brennan, Lauren and Chloe splashed around in the baby pool, Allie and Maddie, inseparable friends, played mermaids on the tanning ledge and the moms talked. Garret beached his ‘boat’ where the mermaids were. “Any mermaids coming back to the sea with me?” “No way!” Allie and Maddie answered simultaneously. Allie pushed the whale away, with Garret still on it. Halfway to the other side of the pool it capsized. Allie and Maddie capsized laughing. Something grabbed Garret’s footpaws as he went under and pushed him up. Ivey’s head popped up beside him and laughed as she let go of him. “You OK?” “I’m fine. Thanks. Hey!” Steven was making off with the whale, leaving Garret with an inner tube. He flopped onto it and struck out hard with all paws, moving across the water at a tremendous speed. He went underwater and capsized the whale again, leaving Steven with the inner tube. Four noodles floated by. Steven grabbed one and bopped Garret with it. Ivey bopped Steven, Samuel bopped Ivey and Garret bopped Samuel. Soon they were all in a noodle war. Ivey fought wildly, taunting when Garret took her noodle, “Ha-ha! You’re so scared of a girl that you have to take her weapon in order to feel safe fighting her,” and latched onto the noodle. Garret tried to hit her with one noodle and drag her around on the other. The squirrel hung on and laughed. “Whee! It feels like a roller coaster! Ha-ha!” With a sudden jerk she spun off Garret and took the noodle. She hit hard at him and he stepped back. Steven got tired and said he was the referee. Samuel joined him. “Ok, there are two rules,” the otter said. “ 1, the referees can’t hit and 2, you can’t hit the referees.” Leaving the two “enemies” to fight each other, they objected only if they were hit. When Garret took Ivey’s noodle and she tried to push him underwater, Garret said, “Hey, is that fair?” “Those are the only two rules,” said Samuel. Ivey pushed Garret under and took the noodle. She pulled at his and tried to get him underwater again. (Later, the squirrel found out the moms had been watching during the battle and wondered why she wasn’t swimming away while all three boys were hitting her with noodles.) |
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