Here is my last assignment. BOO--WHOO.

                     Doris the cat purred happily and curled up in the sunny window. She shivered a little when she thought about how long she'd lived in the streets as a skinny, stray cat. But that was then. now she knew she would never again choose to wander about chasing mice like she used to. It would be fancy cat food for her from now on, served in a fancy glass dish. As old Mrs. Winn patted her soft coat, Doris stretched and hoped that life would always be this good!

Before  And that is the story of how I saved my little sister from drowning.

Memory sister's shriek, horror felt at sound of splash

Feeling shivering, realising how much I love her

Hope We wouldn't fight

Decision to always remember the story

            I stretched and soaked in the warmth of my bed. Shuddering, I recalled Mary's shriek as she slipped through the rails and the horror I felt come over me when I heard the splash that her body made when it hit the water. I knew then that I loved her more then anything else in the world. I hoped that this would keep us from fighting with each other. I resolved right then and there that whenever I was tempted to get mad at her I would remember that fateful day.

           I am done! I am so sad. Thank you, Mrs. Marlow for providing this workshop. I will miss doing it.

Here is the lesson number 15.

Book Trapped at the Bottom of the Sea.

Nutshell Lila Cooper decided to fly back to the US but her plane was hijacked by communists. Now Lila is trapped at the bottom  the ocean in a huge pod containing a device that every powerful government wants as her family attempts to find her before her oxygen runs out.

Hook Two men nervously discuss their plans while waiting for their plane to take off.

Down The flight attendants hijack the plane and it falls into the ocean. Lila is floating in the ocean in a huge watertight, airtight container.

Up Her family goes to an island to find her with the help of Meaghan Flaherty.

Down Lila recalls scenes with her father she would like to forget.

Up They find Lila's locket. Lila manages to open the door.

Down  Water fills the pod and it buries the opening in the floor of the ocean. Her family are captured by the communists

Up The Communists are attacked by cannibals

Down The cannibals take the family prisoner

Up They are not cannibals. The rescue team finds Lila's suitcase

Down The diver who found it won't tell where he found it.

Up The family think Lila might be in the pod. Lila's father rids himself of bitterness.

Down The communists find the crash site.

Up The diver tells the family where it is because the communists are there. They go to the crash site

Down Climax The Navy ship orders the machine to self destruct.

Resolution Lila uses the machine to cut a hole in the pod just as her oxygen runs out and swims out.

Satisfying Ending The family is reunited and have a better relationship.

Here is a clip near the end that I have to share;

          "It's a miracle we found her alive!" he said, just now beginning to believe it.

            "You don't know how much of a miracle!" said Adams. "I saw that oxygen bottle she had. That bottle lasted her over five days, and those things only hold enough to last ten minutes!"

            They watched the men on the helicopter carefully pull Lila's limp form aboard as the helicoptor raced back to the Findley.

             Adams shook his head in awe. "That's some kind of God you have there, doctor. I think your little girl's going to be all right."

Here is my 14th lesson.

You are writing a story about searching for lost treasure in the jungles of South America. At one point in the story, your characters end up on a raft in the river, being chased by natives. Here is a “nutshell” summary of that ONE scene: Katie and her friends ride the rapids on a leaky raft and survive.  (I know I changed it to a girl but I am best at writing from a girl's perspective since I am one)

     Katie saw Mary freeze in front of a tree. Terror was written across her face.

      Ziiiiiiiiiing. An arrow buried itself in the bark an inch from Mary's shoulder.

     Katie ran forward and grabbed the younger girl. "Come on," she hissed, "Do you want to be killed?"

     The sisters arrived at their camp panting. "What's the matter?" Dan asked.

      Katie gulped for air. "The natives are after us, we have to get out of here.

       "How?" Nat asked, appearing from behind the tent.

       "We'll have to use that old raft." Dan answered.

         "What? We don't even know if it works." Katie asserted.

         "It's the only way." he responded. "Come on."

         They quickly inflated the raft and shoved off into the current. "Here they come. They have canoes." Katie screamed in desperation.

         The raft swayed perilously, at the mercy of the rapid current. Katie's stomach swayed with it.

          Suddenly she heard Mary shriek, "It's leaking!"

          Katie looked down and groaned. "Quick, Mary we have to bail it out."

          Nat turned and said, " Need some help?"

          "No. You two keep paddling." The girls bailed as fast as they could and soon there was not much water left. Katie then put her foot firmly over the hole.

          Katie looked back at the canoes that were steadily gaining on them. Suddenly the natives stopped them and started gesturing towards the raft and laughing. "What in the world?" she thought.

           "Look!" Dan yelled.

          Then she became aware of a rushing sound in front of them. She craned her neck in an effort to see what it was but deep down she already knew the truth, that it was the Wagisiki rapids.

         The rapids roared like the lion they had met the other day but this was a lot more frightening. She could see the foam that had developed on the raging waters but most importantly she could see the the cruel rocks. Their jagged edges protruded through the water waiting to tear the children and their craft to pieces.

         Everyone was paddling then, vainly attempting to steer to shore.

        Suddenly, they hit the rapids. Katie wiped water from her face as spray hit her.

       She felt a gnawing fear at the pit of her stomach as she clutched the sides of the raft.

       The raft was pitched this way and that as the merciless hands of the water juggled it. Mary's face was white and she was trembling.

       They finally made it to the end of the rapids. As the raft drifted to the shore--half full of water-- Katie breathed a huge sigh of relief as she pushed back her drenched hair.

Here is my thirteenth assignment.

#1 Sarah swallowed nervously. It was obvious Tom was angry with her.

#2 Tom was so mad at Sarah he wanted to scream, but he knew she was scared.

#3 Tom was so mad he wanted to scream but Sarah was scared.

Think of a Bible story, like Paul and Silas in jail. Instead of writing it from Paul's POV, write the story from the jailer's point of view. What is he thinking when the earthquake starts? What does he do? How does he feel?

I chose the story of Jesus raising Lazarus from the dead in John 11:17-44. I will tell it from Mary's POV.

         Mary rose from the bed at Martha's call. She could see more people coming entering the house. Her shoulders slumped as she thought, "More visitors? Can't they just leave us alone with our grief?" Immediately she felt guilty for the thought, for she knew they meant well. Suddenly she saw her sister Martha hurry out of the house and out to the road. "I wonder who is coming?" she thought. As she turned from the window her eyes fell on her brother's clothes laying on his bed. A lump formed in her throat and she thought, "If only Jesus had come. He would have healed him."  She left the small room and went to meet the visitors.

        She felt a tap on her shoulder and whirled around to behold Martha. "The Master is come, and calleth for thee." Martha told her.

        Mary gathered up her skirts and rushed out to where Jesus was. Looking back she perceived that the rest of the people had followed her out.

        When Mary arrived at the place where Jesus was she was overcome with emotion and fell at His feet and cried, "Lord, if thou hadst been here, my brother would have not died."

          Mary heard His gentle, compassionate voice over her head say, "Where have ye laid him?" 

         Martha replied, "Lord, come and see."

          The sisters led Jesus to the tomb. Mary was startled when he said, "Take ye away the stone."

           Martha replied, "Lord, by this time he stinketh: for he hath been dead four days."

         Mary smiled to herself. Martha was always the practical one. "Martha, let us do as the Lord says." Mary admonished.

           When the stone had been rolled from the opening Jesus said, "Father, I thank thee that thou hast heard me. 42. And I knew that thou hearest me always: but because of the people which stand by I said [it], that they may believe that thou hast sent me."

          "What is Jesus doing?" Mary wondered.

            " Lazarus, come forth," He cried.

            Mary held her breath for a moment and then suddenly Lazarus came walking from the tomb. Beside her she heard Martha gasp. She glanced around and surmised from the looks on the other's faces that they were as amazed as her. With a cry of joy she leapt forward and through herself into his arms.

Find a scene from a book you are reading or have read and liked. (A short scene!). Decide who is the POV character in the scene, then copy it onto your post. (Make sure the scene has more than one character in it). Now...do as I did in the worksheets and rewrite the scene from a different character's Point of View (POV). 

This is a scene from a book called Phantom of the Haunted Church and Melissa is the POV. I have changed it to Sean's.

Original scene "Well, that was exciting," Melissa said as she wiped the slick drool from her face. "What's next? An earthquake? An attack by Martians? How about-"

       "A hundred beady eyes staring at us?" Sean offered.

       "What?" She glanced at her brother. Like her he was still on his hands and knees. Only now he was staring straight ahead. She followed his gaze. At first she saw nothing. But as she squinted the things came into focus. Faint at first. Very faint. Still, there was just enough light spilling down through the hole to illuminate them.

          Or at least their eyes.....

          Hundreds of them, maybe more. All beady, all red, and all less than three feet from her own face.

          Melissa gasped and scampered back in terror. She fumbled to turn on her flashlight. It was blinding, stabbing her eyes.

            It didn't do much for the hundred beady little ones, either. The hundred, beady little eyes that were suddenly filled with panic as their little feet and claws began scampering this way and that.

            At last Melissa's own eyes adjusted to the light. She wished they hadn't.

           "RATS!" she screamed. "We're in a nest of rats!"

NOTE If you are looking for a nice humorous book I would like to recommend this book. It is written by Bill Myers and part of a series called Bloodhounds Inc.

My version  "Well, that was exciting," Sean heard his sister Melissa say. "What's next? An earthquake? An attack by Martians? How about-"

      Sean rolled his eyes and said, "A hundred beady eyes staring at us?" He had glanced around the place and he had caught sight of the eyes. Hundreds of them, maybe more. All beady, all red, and all less than three feet from his own face.

       "What?" Melissa said.

         Sean pointed to the eyes. He heard her gasp and guessed from the noise that she was attempting to turn on her flashlight.

         When she succeeded the light was so bright it hurt his eyes.

             It didn't do much for the hundred beady little ones, either. The hundred, beady little eyes that were suddenly filled with panic as their little feet and claws began scampering this way and that.

           Sean's eyes finally adjusted to the light and he realised the truth.

           "RATS!" he heard Melissa scream. "We're in a nest of rats!"

Here is assignment #12.

    My answers.

          "Batter up! We haven't got all day!" Tom shouted.

          "Stop yelling," Katie said. She grabbed the bat and scowled at her brother. He scowled back.

           "No girls," Sean piped up up from the pitcher's mound.

          "What do you care? She's not on your team," Tom snapped.

           Sean glared at Katie for a moment, then shrugged. "Suit yourself. But I'm not going easy on her just 'cause she's a girl."

          "Who's asking you to?" Katie said. "Play ball."

     Correct answers

     "Batter up! We haven't got all day!" Tom shouted.

          "Stop yelling," Katie said. She grabbed the bat and scowled at her brother. He scowled back.

           "No girls," Sean piped up up from the pitcher's mound.

            "What do you care? She's not on your team," Tom snapped.

          Sean glared at Katie for a moment, then shrugged. "Suit yourself. But I'm not going easy on her just 'cause she's a girl."

            "Who's asking you to?" Katie said. "Play ball."

 NOTE: Mrs. Marlow, is it possible to use too many tags?

Here is my 11th assignment. ( I'm still working on assignment ten, I'll post it later.)

         Phantom of the Haunted Church

     Detectives Sean and Melissa Hunter go to check out a church

      that is supposed to be haunted. Their main reason for going is

      to find a treasure that is supposedly hidden in the church walls.

     Along the way they discover that greed really can destroy you.

          The Reb and the Redcoats

       The young Darringtons go to their uncle's for a visit.

     But their usually sunny uncle has a lot of anger in him

     and most of it is directed at the young rebel prisoner in

      his care. The Darringtons befriend the Reb and become

      his Redcoats. But one day their uncle will discover something

       about the Reb that he never knew before.

            My story

    When Jennie O'Neal and her family move from Ireland to far off

    America, Jennie must learn to cope with the trials of a new

     environment, a new home, and new enemies.

          Another little story that I thought of(you can find

          it's hook in assignment #9.)

           Sally and Millie discover a orphaned baby at the

            beach. They convince their father to let them adopt it

           but soon discover that it takes a lot more work than they thought

           to care for a baby.

Here is my 9th assignment.

2. "Come back with my horse," Jack shouted. The outlaw laughed. "Come and catch him if you can."

 1. "It's here! It arrived today!" Brian ran for the door and jerked it open. "This for you kid?" The delivery man thrust a heavy oddly shaped package into Brian's hands.

 5. Sara awoke and leaped from her bed. She ran to the window, threw open the curtains, and gasped.

 3. "Will they come back?" Tina whispered. She looked at her brother for an answer. "I don't know," Peter said. "I hope not."

 9. What--Mary asked herself-- was the point of trying to be good, when nobody really cared about her?

 6. It all started with Zach-- like it usually does. I mean, he's my best friend (and friends are hard to come by in the middle of outer space, so I'm not too particular), but sometimes he can be a real pain.

7. Jamie loved spiders. Especially the big, harry ones.

4. Samantha folded her arms across her chest, squinted, and snapped her gum--daring the teacher to scold her.

8. The double suns of Epsilon rose, blood-red, over the jagged mountains, casting an eerie shadow behind the ship.

  FIRST BOAT TECHNIQUE.

          "Owwwwwwwwww!" Sally blinked back tears and hopped around on one foot on the beach.

            "What happened?" her sister Millie asked, concerned. 

            "I stepped on a rock and now my foot is bleeding." Sally hopped over to a large rock lying on the sand and sat down.

          "Maybe wading in the sea would help it," Millie suggested.

            "All right, I'll try it." Leaning on her sister she approached the water. Suddenly she screamed, "Millie, look."

          A battered lifeboat was floating in the water. A woman lay in it clutching a little baby girl to her chest. Sally timidly felt one of the woman's stiff, white hands. "She's dead," she whispered, "but the baby is still alive."

        Millie touched the baby's forehead and shrieked, "She's burning up with fever. We've got to get her to a doctor."

                "But we're an hour's walk from any kind of civilization," Sally objected.

            "We have to try anyway!" Millie gathered the baby into her arms and rushed up the beach with Sally limping after her.

SECOND BOAT TECHNIQUE.

              I love my little brother, really I do. But sometimes he can be a pain in the neck. That morning at the beach he was being especially difficult.

        "Warren, come back here with my shells!" I scowled at my brother's retreating figure and sighed. "When is he going to learn to obey," I thought to myself. " Well fine. Let him get lost."

       Suddenly I heard him scream, "ASHLEY." I rushed towards the spot where his cry came from with a pounding heart.

     I found him crumpled on the ground beside a old life boat crying and clutching his foot. " What happened," I asked sympathetically.

          "I tripped over this boat." When I had finally calmed him down I took a closer look at the lifeboat.

             It's blue paint was peeling off and the wooden seats were rotten. Something written on the side of the boat caught my attention. "Warren, it says U.S.S. Titanic!"

 MY STORY TECHNIQUE.

        "Kaitlyn O'Neal." The schoolmaster's rough voice made Jennie jerk up from her book. She glanced over at her sister, the one whose name the schoolmaster had called. Kaitlyn had the look of a frightened puppy. Jennie supposed she had been dozing off again. "Poor thing," she thought, "she needs a break."

        "S-sir," Kaitlyn quavered.

            "How may times do I have to tell you that you are NOT to sleep during school? Come here!" Trembling from head to foot Kaitlyn obeyed his order. "Also this is the fourth day in a row that you have not completed your homework."

           Jennie watched the scene with burning eyes and her knuckles were white from gripping the book that she held in her hands.

            The schoolmaster rose from his chair and took hold of his heavy oak ruler that could bring tears from the most hardened student. He walked over to Kaitlyn, raised it high in the air, and prepared to bring it down on her outstretched hand.

              Suddenly Jennie burst from her seat and knocked the ruler from his hand. "Stop!" she cried.

         "What is the meaning of this?" he demanded, "You have no right to interfere."

            "You have no right to hit me little sister."

             "Kaitlyn has not been doing the work assigned to her, not to mention her sleeping in class. If she would just do her homework during the day--"

                She cut him off, "We work in the fields during the day so we can eat."

               "Well, then she should do it in the evening instead of spending her time on pleasure."

              "My sister sleeps in the evenin'. She can barely make it through dinner, she is so exhausted." Jennie countered indignantly.

              " Sit down, Jennie O'Neal."

                 "No!" The schoolmaster's jaw fell in amazement. "Kaitlyn has suffered under your tyranny long enough, we're leavin', this instant." "Come, Kaitlyn, let's be goin'."

Here is my 8th assignment.

Little Red Riding Hood lived with her 30 year old mother in a small cottage in the woods. Ivy climbed and weaved around the cottage. One day she set out to bring her grandmother a basket of food. Mother packed a fresh loaf of bread, a few slices of bologna, and a thermos of hot, steaming cocoa in the basket. Red Riding Hood left the cottage and wandered along the path through the deep, dark forest. Her stomach fluttered at the shadows. Suddenly, from behind a tall fir tree, a dark shaggy creature with pointed ears and a mouth full of sharp teeth appeared. It was a wolf!

Viewing a new home. Jennie.

                  The leader called the wagons to a halt and yelled, "There it is, Clonoglee."(Clon-oge-li)

               Jennie and Kaitlyn rushed to the front of the wagon to catch their first glimpse of their new home. "Look," Jennie cried, "There's the Oglee." Oglee meant Little Lee. Named after the Lee River back in Ireland, the Oglee rushed along, it's playful waters singing as they went merrily on their way.

                 Jennie looked with sparkling eyes at the little village as she took in the breathtaking view. There were only two farms there but even the town portion looked picturesque. She could see an assortment of wild flowers budding in the fertile, green fields, totally covering some of them. There were trees covered with blossoms that heralded the arrival of apples come summertime. The setting sun colored the sky with brilliant pinks and reds and gave the village a golden glow. Jennie put her chin on her hands and sighed contentedly.

                 The wagon leader motioned for them to start again and the train began to descend down the hill to the weary immigrants new home.

Here is my 7th assignment for Susan Marlow's writing workshop.  To go to it click  here .

BEFORE:  It rained all week during our camping trip.

 AFTER: It rained all during our camping trip. We left our house in high spirits, sure that it would be a beautiful, fun trip. The people on the weather channel had predicted a warm, sunny day. We arrived at the campsite and energetically pitched our tent. Dad soon had a friendly blaze going and Mom started to cook our dinner. Suddenly the sky changed drastically. The sun was suddenly hidden by black clouds. Sheets of rain started to pour down on us while thunder boomed like a huge tree falling on a house. The howling wind whipped through our campsite making me shudder. Guided by lightning flashes we ran to the safety and dryness of our tent hoping the storm would be gone by morning. Alas, we spent the next day in the car, bundled in blankets, watching  the rain, and doodling on paper. At the end of the day we just decided to return home as it was still raining like cats and dogs. So much for the weather channel.

BEFORE: Katie saw a scary sea creature at the aquarium.

AFTER: 5 year old Katie had convinced  her reluctant mother to take her to the shark fest at their local aquarium. As soon as they stepped into the building Katie rushed to the viewing window with wide eyes and her hands clasped. She noticed a little blueish-silver fish and looked at it with shining eyes and a bright smile. Suddenly another fish appeared that was three times as big as the other fish. Katie jumped as it smacked it's tail against the wall. It was a gray shark with sharp white teeth and a scar that stretched from the middle of the creature's back to the end of it's tail. It opened it's mouth and chomped into the little fish. Before it swam away Katie thought that she saw it grin evilly at her. She collapsed into her mother's arm and sobbed.

BEFORE:  As I entered the cave I saw the object of my search-the treasure.

AFTER:  As I entered the cave I beheld the object of my search-the treasure. In awed silenced I stepped closer. With a trembling hand I swept the moss from the lid of the old chest. There were sparkling jewels studded in the brass chest. My breath caught in my throat as I started to lift the lid. I ran my hand over my face as I looked down to behold--A OLD ENGLISH BIBLE?!!!!! My eyes flew open and as I picked it up gingerly it fell open to Matthew and my eyes lit upon the words "Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal: But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal: For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also." Suddenly I realized that my heart wasn't in heaven. I bowed my head and prayed that God would forgive my sins. I rose from that chest knowing what true treasure is.

Here is my 6th assignment.

DEAD WORDS: Perfect, hard, long, thick, loud, wide

ROOM TOUR:  As you step through the door of my old bedroom the first thing that catches you eye will probably be my older sister's dinnerware set. The blue and cream set is stacked on top of my desk and dresser. The room has a definite horse motif with pictures of horses, a horse door stopper, a lamp with horses and some old, dead pine needles on it, and stenciled horses and flowers on the wall. The wooden furniture in the room includes a desk, a dresser, a chest of drawers, a nightstand, and a bed headboard. On top of the desk is a bookshelf that holds my varied collection of books. If you glance to the right of the desk you will notice a gash in the wall of the empty corner. A few colored stars still cling to the white ceiling of the room. The comforter is so faded that the part where the pillows lie is much darker than the lower portion. On it there are about five unused pillows. Perched atop the pillows is my stuffed dog from Build A Bear, Mrs. Pup. The dull yellow walls are accented by the comforter. An empty Elsie doll box lies in the small space between the bed and the wall. On glancing towards the chest of drawers you will notice a Life of Faith magazine and a miniature stuffed bear with my birthstone on it. Upon entering the closet you will notice three dolls lying helplessly on the shelf and doll dresses on their hangers. Two of my sister's fancy dresses also take up some space. When you leave the room your attention may be drawn to the light switch cover with a pink rose stenciled on it.

SHIP PICTURE: O.K. I drew this in paint so it isn't very good but here it is.

Here is my 5th assignment

Character: Jennie

Feeling:  Frightened/Pain

Scene: Jennie jumped merrily over the log. When she reached the other side she saw a sight that froze her blood. Her eyes flew wide open and she began to shake. Three feet away from her a rattlesnake lay hissing, coiling for a strike. In a low, tremulous voice she said, " Nellie, quick, hand me a stick. T-There's a rattlesnake over here." The girl unsteadily reached for the branch that Nellie held towards her. Grasping it, Jennie hit the snake as hard as she could. Immediately, the snake retaliated by angrily biting her ankle. She fell heavily to the ground, biting her lip to keep from crying as she helplessly watched the snake glide away.

Character: Kaitlyn

Feeling: Embarrassed/Shy

Scene:  As they stepped into Mrs. Desmond's front room Kaitlyn nervously whispered to Jennie, "You will stay with me, right?" "Of course I will, but don't be nervous. We are just going to meet some girls from around here," Jennie responded. They were approached by a group of girls. As they came closer Kaitlyn shrank back. "Hello girls," one of the group said. "My name is Ida Hoath. What are your names?" Kaitlyn turned pale and quietly stated her name. " Isn't she cute," cried one of the girls. Instantly the girls surrounded her and began bombarding her with questions.  Kaitlyn hung her head and tried to hold back her tears. Jennie indignantly thought, "Can't they see that she is embarrassed?"  Suddenly a girl on the other side of the room hurried over and said " Girls, my mother is starting to put out the refreshments." The group hurried away. Relieved, Jennie said "Thank you!"

NOTE: Mrs. Marlow, I was wondering if you would recommend trying to write the book with an Irish accent.

Here is my fourth assignment.

               Jennie O'Neal is a 14 year old Irish girl who is immigrating with her family to America. Her thick, waist long, brown hair that is usually kept in a ponytail or a braid is accented by her large hazel eyes. Working in the fields has made her thin and agile, and has roughened her hands. Jennie's tan face is thin and pinched from lack of proper food. Her loyalty and cheerfulness make her a pleasant person to be around, but she is also impulsive and can become stubborn. Jennie loves to make meals for her family and her adventurous spirit takes her wandering across the farm, exploring new places, or tending to hurt animals with her best friend Nellie. She enjoys helping her father and her brother, Braden, with her family's new farm. She dislikes going to school because she has to sit still for so long and she does not enjoy eating carrots.

Here is my 3rd assignment.

Character: Jennie O'Neal

Physical Traits: She is 14 years old. She has thick waist-long brown hair. Her hands are rough from working. She has large innocent hazel eyes. She is tall and thin. Her skin is tanned from working in the fields. Her face is thin and pinched from lack of proper food.

Personality Traits: She is loyal, cheerful, and adventurous, but she is impulsive and has all the stubbornness of her Irish heritage.

Likes and Dislikes: She loves to help her mother cook and enjoys helping outside on her family's new farm. She loves animals and dislikes people who mistreat them. She doesn't like to be told what to do and doesn't like to go to school. She doesn't like carrots.

Character: Kaitlyn O'Neal

Physical Traits:  She is 8 years old. She has short curly red hair. She is short and she has pale skin. She is a sickly, weak child. She has grey eyes with beautiful long lashes.

Personality Traits: She is patient, sensitive, and forgiving, but she is fearful, shy, and gives up easily.

Likes and Dislikes: She like to sew and can create beautiful things. She also loves to draw. She dislikes meeting new people. She hates it when disputes occur in her family.

Character: Irene Conway

Physical Traits: She is 13. She has short black braids and narrow black eyes. She is a tall, sunburned girl with straight white teeth.

Personality Traits: She is confident and high spirited. She is cruel, scheming, deceptive, and selfish.

Likes and Dislikes: She likes to be mean and to cause trouble for others. She dislikes others being praised and herself being criticized.

Here is my second assignment.

           My favorite character is Lulu Raymond from the Elsie Dinsmore series. She is a truthful girl who struggles with her fiery temper. Her struggle helps me to relate to her and makes her just as lovable. She loves her siblings and her father and would give her life for them.

          My least favorite character is the evil Mrs. Dinsmore, also from the Elsie Dinsmore series. She is very jealous of her granddaughter Elsie because she is prettier than Mrs. Dinsmore's daughters and will inherit a large fortune when she grows up. She is constantly trying to drive a wedge between Elsie and her father and makes life as miserable for Elsie as she can.

I have joined Susan Marlow's writing workshop. Here is my first assignment.

Book: Elsie's Impossible Choice

Character: Elsie Dinsmore

Setting: Pre-Civil War South

Problem: Whether or not to obey her father rather then God

Plot: Elsie develops brain disease from her distress

Solution:  Her father is saved and withdraws his command to disobey God.