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I think leaving the L.E.R. is going to be the hardest thing ever. I love my school so much. I'm going to miss my best friends, and all of the teachers. The best thing about the fourth grade was Mr.Cyr. He is the funniest, coolest teacher in the whole province. The only thing I didn't like about the fourth grade was taking notes. It made my hand soooo sore. Well goodbye L.E.R. And I hope all of my classmates enjoy grade 5 as much as I do at a brand new school.

Bye =(

Recount #4(Rewrite) May 19, 2009

It’s just my opinion, but I don’t like it when my friends ignore me and sit with their other friends on the bus. It’s just not nice. About two years ago, I was getting ready for school. “Another day at school,” I mumbled. I slowly walked down the stairs to see what was for breakfast. It was my favorite cereal. I pulled the beige chair out and sat down. “Well, what is wrong with you?” my mom asked. “I’m so tired. I couldn’t sleep,” I mumbled half asleep. I put my head down aiming for the table. Suddenly, I noticed my head was inside of my cereal bowl. My egregious sister was laughing her head off. “Oh, beautiful! Just beautiful! Now I am going to smell like milk. Isn’t that great?” I said sarcastically. I put a fake smile on my cereal-covered face. “That is your fault. Not ours,” my mom said calmly. I slapped my soggy forehead. All I could see was wet milk and soft cereal sitting on my cold hand. Finally, I was done getting ready for school. I checked the apple-shaped clock in the kitchen. “AHH!” I yelled. “It’s time for me to go!” Suddenly, the French bus passed by. That’s not a good thing because that means my bus is right behind. I pushed past my evil sister. I threw on my blue jacket and sneakers. The door slammed behind as I left my large house. Immediately, I started running down the dry sidewalk faster than lightning. My sister was right behind me shouting, “WAIT! WAIT FOR ME!” Every step I took, I saw more and more people at our bus stop getting onto the yellow bus. Now, this is the good part. Our bus driver, Yvette, drove the bus a little bit forward to us by the sidewalk so we could get on faster. As soon as I got onto the bus, everybody was staring at my sister, Holly, and I. Some people were laughing just because we were late. I spun around to my bus driver. She was raising her dark brown eyebrows at me. She didn’t look too happy. Well, I’m pretty sure the same thing happened to all of them once, being late that is. Eventually, I noticed that it was my best friend’s bus stop. “Finally,” I thought. “I’ll have my friend to talk to. She wouldn’t laugh at me.” Suddenly, my friend got on the bus. I had a smile on my face. Just then, I noticed that her other friend was sitting a few seats in front of me. “Oh no,” I thought. “What if she sits by her instead? Nah! She promised she would sit by me!” I was zero percent right. She sat by her other friend. I was really mad. After a while, I noticed people getting up. That was a good sign because it meant we were at school. Finally! I hopped off the bus to go to class. As I walked onto the pale sidewalk, my friend called my name. “Emily,” she called softly. “Ugh,” I groaned. I walked away swishing my blond hair with my pale-skinned hand. I started heading towards the door (at least trying to get away from her. Trust me, she could be heart broken easily.). Later on, I got up to class. I pulled off my light pink sneakers. My hands gripped onto my tiny, rectangular shaped zipper. I yanked it down. Then I yanked it again. “DEAR LORD!” I thought. “You dumb zipper!” I let go of the jammed zipper. “Okay, just think positive. Just like dad told you,” I said to myself. “I am negative free!” I had a big smile on my face. I yanked down the zipper. Just then, my smile faded away like fog in the air. “Great,” I thought. “Now I have to look like a loser, and ask the teacher. People will probably think that I don’t know how to pull down zippers!” Afterwards, the teacher finally got the zipper down. I stepped inside the classroom holding my heavy binder. Just then, one of my classmates ran up behind me scaring me to death. “BOO!” she yelled. “Ahh!” I squeaked. I dropped my binder aiming at my feet. CRASH! “Ouch! My foot! I got a booboo!” I yelled. Everybody started laughing. My face turned as red as an apple. So far, my day was turning out terrible. “Beep, beep!” I heard. “Beep, beep!” I heard again. I slowly opened my eyes. I checked the time. “4:00 in the morning,” I thought. I let out a loud yawn. “It was just a dream,” I thought. Just then, I opened my eyes again. I was at school. It turns out; I was sleeping in class having a dream about me getting up. “What more of bad luck could I have?” The teacher suddenly slammed a detention slip on my desk. “I rest my case,” I said out loud. I guess more bad luck was possible.

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It’s just my opinion, but it wasn’t a good idea to bring my best friend along with me while getting my new bike. “Oh! What about this one?” my best friend asked. “No, I think I’m going to look a little more.” I said. “What about this one?” she asked again. “No,” I said calmly. “Hey! What about the blue one?” she asked once more. “NO! I WANT TO LOOK A LITTLE MORE!” I shouted. While holding my sore head, I started walking down the isle more. “Whoa!” my friend shouted. "Look at that!" "What?" I asked. I ran towards her. I spotted a beautiful, shiny bike. It was gold and pink. There was a bright, blue star on the side. "It's beautiful!" I shouted. Suddenly, I looked on the side of the bike. "Oh boy, mom is not going to be happy." I said worriedly. ======

I wonder if my friends noticed how scared I was when a clown came up to me yesterday. It was a warm, sunny day at the circus. I was wondering around where the games were. The sun was burning my skin. It almost felt like somebody was barbequing my skin on a grill instead of something that you can eat! Suddenly, I spotted a game with a huge teddy bear sitting on a wooden chair. I calmly walked up to the booth. “Aww!” I shouted. “That is the CUTEST teddy ever!” “Yes it is.” Said the lady in the booth. “It’s yours if you can shoot the center of that target up there.” I looked up. The target was on top of the booth sitting on a stand. I felt like I was 2 feet tall. “Okay, this isn’t good.” I said. My little sister walked up to me with a huge smile on her face. “I want that teddy!” she said. “Okay,” I calmly said. “I have to now! You’re such a dope!” I thought in my intelligent head. Well, I wasn’t acting too intelligent then. The lady gave me ONE CHANCE to hit that target. “It’s alright,” I thought. “Who am I kidding? I can’t hit it! Yes you can. No I can’t.” “Excuse me,” the lady said impatiently. “I CAN’T DO IT!” I yelled. I threw the sharp picks into the air above my head. I wonder if my friends noticed me put my sweater over my eyes while watching Dead Silence at the crowded theater last week. We decided to go for fun. I thought that we would be going to, you know, a non scary movie. As soon as I entered the theater, I knew something would go wrong. “Eight hundred dollars please.” The lady at the counter said kindly. “HOLY MOLY!” I shouted. “THAT’S TOO MUCH!” “I’ll pay…” said one of my friends. When we entered the room, it was pitch black. “At least put on some lights dumb people!” I screeched. “Shh.” said a man in the back row. “I want lights on! You got a problem with that?” I grouched. Suddenly, somebody grabbed the back of my aqua sweater and pulled me down next to a snoring old lady. I turned to her. I said, “Be quiet! You’re SO annoying!” “So are you!” someone yelled. I stood up in front of the screen. “Shut up! The movie is starting.” Then, I finally noticed how annoying I was. I turned back to my friends. Their faces were red. My question is; why would god do this to me?

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//One sunny afternoon, my small family decided to get some garlic bread at the mall to go with our spaghetti. I had really old clothes, so I decided to go to a clothing store while my family picked out some bread. The clothing store was humongous! I spotted some nice jeans in the corner. “Oh! Those would look SO good on me!” I shouted in excitement. Just then, the whole entire mall shut down. “Well,” I said loudly. “This was…fun.” I felt a cold chill rush up my back. I looked up. The windows on the ceiling of the mall came off. The wind pulled everything out. “There goes the jeans,” I said with a sigh following behind. Then I noticed my parents fly out the window holding their garlic bread. "WHY WOULD GOD DO THIS TO ME?" I screamed in a high pitched voice. My teeth started chattering. "Holy moly!" I screamed. "Put new windows on! It's freezing in here!" It's just my opinion, but that was not a good experiment.// ======

Diligent As I was doing my diligent work, I heard a weird noise coming from the bathroom. It sounded like an egregious cat. When Kaitlyn returned into the class from the bathroom, I ran to the pass. “You do not want to go in there!” she said. “Whatever…” I said rudely. I wondered off to the bathroom to see if I was right. Suddenly, I spotted a little cat sitting on the sink. I calmly walked up to the cat. Reaching my clean hands out, the cat just sat there. “WHOA!” I shouted. “Calm down psycho cat!” “You scratched up my perfectly good typing hand!" Man he really was egregious. I started running back to the classroom with my scratched up hand. “Mr. Cyr… I...” “What do you want?” he shouted egregiously. “My hand it’s scratched up and OW!” “Go to the secretary’s main office, maybe she can help you.” he continued. I started walking to the secretary's office. Just then, the fire alarm went off. “Oh no!” I shouted. I was panicking so much that my heart was pounding super fast. I got in line with Mrs. Grant’s class.  When I got to the stairs there was no way out. “I’m stuck!” I said really worried. There was a big line of fire going straight across the stairway.  You know what? I was so stupid that I started going under the line of fire.  I shut my eyes really tight and started going under. “Um…” Mrs. Grant said. “You could open your eyes now” I opened my eyes making sure that was over. Without getting burnt, I was really safe. “Whew!” I thought. “Now that was really diligent!"

Oprah Winfrey: Building a Dream This film made me feel very sad. I would not like to live like they did before. Think of us, we have a lot of food and we have all different kinds of clothes. The children in South Africa had to wear the same old clothing all the time. Plus, many of their family members die of aids. That would make me cry everyday if it happened to me! Let’s start talking about how Oprah helped the children of South Africa. Oprah Winfrey helped the children by creating a girl’s academy. Now they get to eat a different meal, wear different clothing, and use a better bathroom. I can’t wait to see if there is more parts of the film. I hope you enjoyed reading my response today, bye! 

Today’s idiom: Same difference

How many idioms do I have to write about? Okay Mr. Cyr, this is the last idiom I will ever do. I repeat last idiom I'll ever do. If it is not the last idiom someone is going to get spanked. Let’s not get off topic. If I were the inventor of this idiom I would have it mean that someone bought a new bike and they met some other person with the exact same bike, and the person said that they were the exact same but completely different. Then they are completely strange! This idiom could even mean that a monkey threw bananas at Mr. Cyr. That is too dumb to be a meaning. At least it would teach him a lesson for making us write all of these idioms. I have to go. See you tomorrow in idiom land!  Wednesday, October 29, 2008 Today I will write an open response. Sometimes I feel that I should write about two very important people, like my parents. My parents never let anything bad happen to me. That is the good part. They are the best parents ever!  My parents are so nice that they bought me my own hamster. Another good thing is that they don’t leave me home alone. If something happens to one of them, I don’t know when I will stop crying! That will be when I am 80 years old. Well, let’s just forget that because I don’t want to talk like that. Guess what? You will want my parents because they are really special. I like my parents better than 1000, 1000 dollars! I guess I like them more than anything in the whole wide universe. I have to go. See you tomorrow in idiot land. Oops, I made the same mistakes as my classmate. Anyways, bye!

Today’s vocabulary: desolate As I practiced shooting my best score for my next basketball game, I was getting so hungry. I was so hungry that I could have eaten the bright, orange basketball! Well, it does look like a great, huge fruit. Anyways, I dialed Greco. After I ordered those delicious, greasy, warm garlic fingers, I went to go pick it up. When I got there no one was even in the large, blue building. I looked in the closet, under the tables, even in the disgusting, ugly, nightmare boy’s bathroom! There was no one at all in that building. The only place left was the dark, small, weird kitchen. As soon as I took one step the scariest, ugliest, dark yellow monster jumped up at me! I stared and stared at his big, large forehead. There was a short word taped to his forehead. I thought that the only way to destroy this huge, ugly thing was to figure out what the word desolate meant. Could I do it?

I found a blue, English dictionary on the bright, red table. The monster tapped on my shoulder and told me to hurry up or else he would start to be egregious. I had an antipathy for that monster. I asked him does It mean you have a dog? Does it mean you ate a chocolate bar? Does it mean your alone? The monster disappeared and I was so happy. I got my Greco too.

When I got home my mom asked why I was all sweaty and saying dictionary all the way home. So, I told her. She thought I was so crazy that she asked if I ate chocolate at my friend’s house. I laughed and gave her a teasing smile. Today’s vocabulary: Aver (to say it’s true) As I reached for popcorn in the large bowl I heard my big sister Holly cry for help. My friend Crystal and I jumped off the couch really quick like a cheetah runs. I asked her what was wrong. My sister wasn’t in the house. I wonder who screamed. I called for my mom. There was no answer. I called for my dad. He never answered. I looked back where I left Crystal. She wasn’t there. I searched around the house. I still couldn’t find her. I was all alone until something stomped right up to me. The stomping was louder than thunder. When I looked back in fear there was this big scary vampire standing beside me. He told me that he needed my help, and if I didn’t help him he wouldn’t bring my family back. Could I help him? The vampire wanted me to help him by figuring out what the word aver means. When we searched I figured the meaning. The meaning was to say it’s true. I pointed out the meaning for that little silly word. Until then, I didn’t even know that word even existed. I asked the vampire where my family was. He said that he lied to me. The way I could get my family back is by getting him a friend. I searched and searched for someone. Finally I found my creepy uncle and said that he is the vampire’s new bud. After that happened, I found my best friend Crystal and my family standing outside my house. I ran up to my parents and squeezed them tighter than baby clothes on a ten year old. The next day turns out it was all a dream again.

// Today’s vocabulary: Adulation (Fake flattery) // // As I watched my favorite show on my wide-screened television, I heard a creaking noise coming from our backyard. It was so creepy, that I ran everywhere looking for my family. My parents were not around. Neither was my egregious sister. When I looked outside, wondering if my parents were there, a stranger was coming right towards my house! It was very dark outside. My heart started to race. The stranger rattled the door knob. I hid in the back of the violet couch. He searched everywhere. Thank heaven he never found me! There was the word ‘Adulation ’printed on his long sleeved shirt. Before I knew it, the stranger heard my groaning by the couch. I was left wondering what that word meant. // // The stranger said, “Oh, please, please! Help me figure out what this word is on my shirt!” So, I helped him. I found a dictionary in my night table on the side of my large, white bed. I ran towards him faster than a cheetah. I said, the word means a fake flattery. He started to laugh and he said give me another vocabulary word. I said um… egregious? He said yes then he left. “Wait! You forgot your shovel.” All of a sudden, his hair grew long and white, and he had big black boots and a red suit on. “YOUR SANTA!” I called. // // The next morning I woke up. My parents were standing next to me. I looked at the clock. It was 11:30 in the afternoon. When I looked under the Christmas tree, there were presents! I told my mom about the stranger. That was some dream you had! My mother said. //