my exuse my story

this is a story not an exuse. This morning I was walkingpast the local county jailwhen I was captured by a piratejust released on bail.He took me to his pirate shipand taught me how to sailand made me wed his daughter,who was covered by a veil.We sailed the seven stormy seasthrough hurricane and gale,but while we were marauding,we were swallowed by a whale.We soon escaped by torturingthe whale with a nailand floating to the shorelinein an empty wooden pail.An Indian then guided usalong a western trailand led us to a stagecoachthat was carrying the mail.We all delivered lettersthrough the sleet and snow and hail,until we found a train,and then we rode upon the rail.I barely made it back to schoolto tell you of my tale.I’m sorry that I missed the test;I hope I didn’t fail!

hadeer

hadeer felt asleep at the social class. as ahe was awfully bored.she laid her head upon her desk and closed her eyes and snored. she awked up herhair was a disgrace. she slept through class, and probablyshe would have slept some more,us woke meas they headed out the door.that happend two times in the social class. hadeer was really borad. mr. mac milan wakked her up.

my mom!!

I sprang from bed and bumped my head and stubbed my little toe,then jammed my fingers turning down the blaring radio. I rubbed my bumps and bruises as the weather lady said, "Today's the first of April, look for showers overhead."I trudged downstairs to breakfast, where my bad luck tagged along.There taped up to the microwave…another note from Mom:
Good morning! Exclamation point—she always starts out nice.Now comes the part where I get fed her motherly advice.For breakfast, dear, just help yourself. There's pizza in the fridge. And as for soda, choose the Sprite—the Coke has lost its fizz."Is this a dream?" I said out loud. "There must be some mistake.I'd better read that through again. I'm only half awake."
I scanned the lines, not once, but twice. Yes, pizza's what it said!And I could swallow that advice, so I read on ahead:Please wear your faded jeans to school, those low-cut ones that flare.And use my mousse to do that sticky-up thing with your hair."Is she for real?" I asked myself. What's gotten into Mom?Whatever it was, I liked it lots, so I continued on:About your science quiz today—the one on natural gas—Just tell your teacher that's one subject you don't want to pass!I know I didn't read that right. I couldn't have, no way!But there it was in black and white, as plain as night and day.And then it hit me, why the change: Mom hadn't lost a screw;My worry-free philosophy had finally gotten through.Her rules had changed from lame to lax—my mom was cool at last!These last few months of middle school were gonna be a blast!I quickly read the last few lines: Enjoy your day at school! (And don't believe what you've just read…or you're an April Fool!)

lonley

a lonley tear fall down. a smile turns to anger. with love from a freind the tears will go off. so many nights i cried. life will cary on. I care about lonely people because it seems like I've felt loneliness most of my life. life is lonley. actully halve alone because half of the people are good and doning good things to the world byt the other half is really bad and runiug the nature and ruining the humn being, that's why i wrote about this topic.

best friends

you know the qoute that say when a friend jump from the window i will jump after him/her no i will not i will catch him or her from down. there is a bff who knows if iam sad even if i have the biggest smile in the world. a circle is round and goes for ever that's how i want meral to be my best friend. this a song that i wanted to write for mero. I love you from my open heart. you wil live with me forever. if i had a wish i would wish forever that you would be my friend. I think of you everyday. and always want to talk to you even if am sick. if i am worried i take the telephone and talk without interrupting. I tell you every thing from my heart and never lie to you. i really love you fro my heart. you will never discover how i love untill i am gone you will know how musch but you get sad as much. hope you too love me as i love you. I WISH YOU WOULD BE WITH ME MY WHOLE OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!*********

this is neew (i knew it by the searching)

The dot over the letter 'i' is called a "tittle".Chocolate affects a dog's heart and nervous system; a few ounces will kill a small sized dog.Orcas (killer whales) kill sharks by torpedoing up into the shark's stomach from underneath, causing the shark to explode. Most lipstick contains fish scales (eeww).Ketchup was sold in the 1830s as medicine. Astronauts are not allowed to eat beans before they go into space because passing wind in a space suit damages them. 36. Chewing gum while peeling onions will keep you from crying! try this.By raising your legs slowly and lying on your back, you can't sink in quicksand.

The Most Important Body Part!

My mother used to ask me what is the most important part of the body.
Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the correct answer. When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as humans, so I said, "My ears, Mommy. " She said, "No. Many people are deaf. But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon."Several years passed before she asked me again. Since making my first attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer. So this time I told her, Mommy, sight is very important to everybody, so it must be our eyes." She looked at me and told me, "You are learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are many people who are blind."
Stumped again, I continued my quest for knowledge and over the years, Mother asked me a couple more times and always her answer was, "No. But you are getting smarter every year, my child." hen last year, my grandpa died. Everybody was hurt. Everybody was crying. Even my father cried. I remember that especially because it was only the second time I saw him cry. My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to say our final good-bye to Grandpa. She asked me, " Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?" I was shocked when she asked me this now. I always thought this was a game between her and me.She saw the confusion on my face and told me, "This question is very important. It shows that you have really lived in your life. For every body part you gave me in the past, I have told you were wrong and I have given you an example why. But today is the day you need to learn this important lesson." She looked down at me as only a mother can. I saw her eyes well up with tears. She said, "My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder. "I asked, "Is it because it holds up my head?"
She replied, "No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend or a loved one when they cry. Everybody needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear. I only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it."
Then and there I knew the most important body part is not a selfish one. It is sympathetic to the pain of others. People will forget what you said ... People will forget what you did ... But people will NEVER forget how you made them FEEL.