Chapter chat: FABULOUS FINISH!

This is my fabulous finish for a Fish in a Tree! I did Ally and Travis' house! I have flaps for each room with bits of info about the characters! Only the kitchen doesn't have a description because I put a study and laundry room instead! The orange thing by the window is Pork chop! I know he wasn't real, but I wanted to include him.

Shelby's Freedom writing: Exploring our goals!

     The Naughty Girls

“Mum I’m just going to get some milk!” called Sarah.

“Ok, but be back before dinnertime! I’m making spaghetti, your favourite!” replied Mum.

Grumble, grumble, grumble. Sarah really did love spaghetti, but she had no intention of coming back until bedtime, because she was not going directly to the dairy until afterwards. Sarah grabbed her jumper, and strolled down to the next street.

Brook was already waiting for her.

“What took you so long?” she demanded.

“I needed to come up with an excuse,” explained Sarah.

Brook was her friend from school. The thing was, neither of them are very nice. They are only nice to people their own age. They hated babies and adults. But they really hated elderlies. They hated their weird teeth that came come out of their heads. They hated their glasses, why are your eyes not good enough? Why do they have wigs, almost everyone has hair? And why can they not hear, do they not have ears?

The girls stared up at the building they were standing in front of. It’s a nice looking house, Sarah thought. But it won’t be for long!

“Did you get it?” asked Sarah.

“Oh yes,” responded Brook. “I wouldn’t forget it.”

Brook pulled out a big tin of paint from her green school bag. Sarah removed the lid, and used her hands as paintbrushes, and started making pictures on the wall. The goey, yellow paint looked like someone had vomited all over the side of the house.

Next, Brook picked the lock with her hairclip and they rain into the kitchen. Sarah pulled out the tomato sauce and squirted the fridge with it. Brook spilled the forks all over the floor. Together, the girls pulled out the sausages out and put them in the dishwasher. “I’m bored,” reported Sarah. “Let’s go to his bathroom!”

Brook used the bars of soap as roller blades, while Sarah turned the sink on.

“I’m trying to flood the house,” she explained.

“Oh then I’ll turn the shower on,” laughed Brook.

Eventually, the water came up to their knees. They were having so much fun when…

The handle on the door started to turn. They looked at each other. “What do we do?” gulped Brook.

“I have no idea,” stuttered Sarah.

They dived into the shower and closed the curtain. The door opened and an old man walked in.

“Time to wash my teeth,” he stated.

“I know who he is,” whispered Brook. “He is the cheery old shopkeeper who runs the hardware store. His name is Mr Honeycomb.”

Mr Honeycomb popped his teeth out and stuck them in a big glass jar full of water.

“EWWWWWWWWWW!” they screamed.

Mr Honeycomb looked around and snatched open the curtain.

Mr Honeycomb led them into the living room.

“Hello dears,” he laughed. “How nice of you to visit me.”

“Er, yes it was wasn’t it,” quaked Brook.

“Would you like a cookie?” he asked.
“Yes please,” begged Sarah.

She was so hungry she could eat a whole Blue Whale. He turned towards the kitchen. The girls gave each other a worried look. The kitchen was still in it’s terrible condition.

“What happened here?” demanded Mr Honeycomb.

“Um, we don’t know,” stammered Sarah.

“Actually, I think you do! Was this your idea of a joke? And the water in the bathroom, was that you as well! That’s it get out!!!” he yelled.

He took the girls to their houses. Brook’s dad is normally trying to get them out of trouble. Sarah thought maybe she would save them. How wrong she was. When they arrived at Brook’s house, her father was already groaning. Sarah still had hope. She got them out of the time they had put a cobra from the zoo in the principal's office so they couldn’t get sent there anymore. And the time they poured fake vomit on the teacher’s bed when she was sleeping so she got up and thought she was sick and vomiting in her sleep so they had no school. Neither of those times had worked. Brook’s dad did not help at all this time! He said they had no excuse for that one. Next, they went to Sarah’s house. If Brook’s dad didn’t help, her mum would make things worse. She was right.

First, Mum gave a little speech about how worried she was and how anything could have happened to her. Then she looked so angry, she could have caught fire to the house. She gave another speech about how angry she was and how she had lost her record for not getting in trouble (Two days. Her high score was four. Her worst was three hours). Mum ate Sarah’s spaghetti in front of her and gave her carrot, broccoli and cucumber.  The next day, Sarah met Brook in front of a house five streets away.

“Did you get it?” asked Sarah.

“Yes I did,” replied Brook. She pulled out a slingshot and a bag of dog droppings. She put on some gloves. She started firing the dog droppings at the windows leaving giant smudges. Then she picked the lock and crept inside…

Chapter Chat

This is my chapter chat for this week! It is research centre! I did Alexander Graham Bell! I found lots of interesting facts about him! He is related to the story because Mr Daniels showed the class a picture of him along with lots of others because it is believed that they all had dyslexia.

Alexander Graham Bell was an inventor,
engineer and scientist.
He was from Scotland. He made the first
telephone and you
can remember his name because a telephone
rings like a bell.
His wife and mother were both deaf and had
trouble hearing. He
was born on the third of March 1847. He died
of diabetes on
the second of August 1922 aged 75. He had
two brothers
named Edward Charles Bell and Melville James
Bell. Thomas
Edison made us use hello as a greeting on a telephone.
Alexander wanted to use “Ahoy” like on ships.
He didn’t have a
middle name until his eleventh birthday. He got it
as a birthday
present.

Ally Character description

 Ally Nickerson

Hello. My name is Ally Nickerson. I am very good at reading. Yeah right. That is for the sketchbook of impossible things. The reason for this is because I have dyslexia. My teacher, Mr Daniels, is trying to help me learn to read and write. Not to brag or anything, but I am quite good at chess. I play with Mr Daniels after school and I have loads of fun. I am also good at art and maths. I have a sketchbook of impossible things where I draw all sorts of crazy things including a fish with a snorkel, a dinosaur holding a coffee cup, the rain avoiding the sky and a ghost in a blizzard.

I used to think I was all of the following. Dumb, stupid and lonely. Mr Daniel’s thinks I am actually really smart. He says if you judge a fish on its ability to climb a tree, it will spend his whole life thinking that it’s stupid. Recently, I became friends with Albert and Keisha. They are really cool. I live with my Mum and brother, Travis. He recently bought a nice green car. If you added wheels to a pickle, it would look just like his car. His dream is to open up “Nickerson Restorations.” My Dad is away as I speak. We all miss him, terribly. There is this girl at school called Shay, who is insanely mean, always trying to bring out my bad side. She makes bracelets for her friends. Or at least, I thought they were her friends. Turns out, she makes them pay for them.

I used to be very gloomy and wore mainly navy and black. I thought that if I dress really dark, no-one would see me. It seemed to work too. Everyone acted like I was invisible. Nowadays, I wear really bright colours, like white or green. Because, as Keisha once said, “we’re not gonna fit in, but we’re gonna stand out.” I decided there was no point trying to fit in now. I have very neat, straight, blonde hair, because after school, I would just brush my hair, because there was nothing else to do as I had no friends.

I really don’t like reading or writing. I have dyslexia as I have mentioned already. The words all dance and I just can’t write. Mr Daniels is trying to help me learn to read. He normally excuses me from writing and I can draw instead. Our substitute teacher told me I could draw in front of everyone and it was really embarrassing. I used to like maths, but now I don’t because it has now got words in it. I am actually good at it, but the words are like a blocker between me, and the answer. I plan to ask Mr Daniels to stop doing word problems and algebra for a bit. Once Mr Daniels took a piece of paper and wrote Impossible and then crossed out the IM and the word that was left was Possible.  He said that I will learn to read. I just hope it is true.

Chapter Chat

 This is my Digital design! It is pick & mix! The first one is Ally'a class president poster! But, by the looks of my second one, Shae had found it and made a few changes.