Sunday, April 6, 2008

Full speed ahead!!!!

That's what I think whenI go out to the garage and see the four two wheeled bikes and helmets lying in a heap on the floor.I must be out every day watching my siblings ride and ....of course I'm always with them.I've become so accustomed to this almost exausting routine I even want to ask on rainy days"Who wants to grab the bikes and ride so much we wear a path in the street(literally that's what I think the guys might do if those bikes say a hello to the ground one more time)I really do want to here a chrous of voices cry "ME!" or "ME TO!" I think I really do want to rush with the crowd for shoes. I will probably keep doing this as long as three energetic bike riders(Zane,Angelyn,Henry) LOVE RIDING...so probably forever. They have made amazing progress and all love there two wheelers(Just like mine.)Now I have to go.( I must rest for a tiring day of Wii sports and bicycles).TA-TA!

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Memories

Melissa smiled but her heart ached as she looked at the smiling photo of her and her mother. She had died a year ago from cancer and Melissa missed her. Oh mom, her heart cried, why did you have to die? She could hear her mother's voice inside her. I'm with Jesus now. Only he knows. Youll see me again. "I WANT TO SEE YOU NOW!" wailed Melissa. She buried her head in the pillows on her bed and cried. She heard her grandma come into her room and the bed creaked as Mimi sat down by her side. "There, there" her old sweet comforting voice said. Melissa heard her sigh and knew her grandma was going through some memories. Then the sweet croaky voice said, "One time your mother...." and Melissa drifted into memories.

My House

There are Dreams floating around my house made by laughter, gatherings and the simpering scent of Mom cooking favorite dinners as they listen to the news report of the day. One girl slumbers on the couch waking up to a brainstorm of fresh thoughts and begging to draw. The older girl runs to a shelf and picks out a book to read so she may open up a new world to share with others. Games of cards, checkers, Monopoly and tag have gone on through this house during the years. A father steps in the house and after a hard day at work is greeted by joyous shouts of the 4 children and the smell of dinner. The little boys play checkers, and it is now a wounderful house.

Mysterious Moon

The Moon, a mysterious thing
Some say a man lives there
The Man of the Moon, a person
Others a white desert with craters
To mice, a great sphere of mozzerala cheese.
Neil Armstrong a big step
But whatever your opinion
It's up there laughing and glowing with the stars.
Being a Mysterious Moon.

This is a poem I wrote in 2008!! Check it out.

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Hello everyone,
Today me and Zane ,Henry and Angel went outside since it was warm and we laid out a blanket
and lyed under umbrellas with books and cups of crushed ice.Then we started to pelt each other with ice and use the umbrellas as sheilds. It was a full-fledged war! It was fun to . When it's warm it would be a fun family thing. Mom and dad could join to. If you used water in the summer you could cool off. If you try it email me and tell me how it goes!


kayla

Sunday, January 6, 2008

Decarations

Hello everyone! I have just started decerating my room with interesting newspaper clippings. If you see one I might like in your newspaper could you please cut it out and send it to me with the date you found it in the newspaper on it . Thank you for your help! I really appreaciate it!


KAYLA3