Much Fun For ME

One day in Holland, my grandpa, mom and I made a boat out of wooden logs to sail on. When a log got in the way we ended up cutting the boat instead! Here is what happened:

It was a quit day in the fields and the wind was blowing in my face while I was standing on the front porch. I saw mama picking corn close by. I smiled at my grandma knitting socks.

The pot next to me had no flowers, so I decided to go pick some. I was halfway to the flower garden when I heard a man shout:

“Logs and wood, come get some! Logs for sale!”

Just then my grandpa ran by. The pot shook like crazy when I ran after him. He stopped and said:

“You mom and me have planned something fun”

Our hands were full of logs and twigs.

The surprise is“, my mom said, “we are going to make a boat of wooden logs“.  “Yay” I shouted.

First my mom got some nails and a hammer and we all started making the boat. After we went to Berrybush Lake. It was to long. Then we went to Raspberry patch. website directory I know it sounds funny but they have berries next to them so it makes sense.

When we were on the boat we ate some berries.

Suddenly a gigantic tree trunk of an old tree falls in front of us across the lake blocking the way. My grandpa took out his pocket knife (he always carries it with him) and it came in good use.

But then he accidentally chopped up the boat.

What a funny tale.

The End

Love for every family member

Love will always stay in every  family member’s heart.

I truly love my family.

My warm mother  makes my favorite mexican spicy chicken when I’m sad and her face always has a happy look on it.

A glorious funny dad will bring memories to my heart and my loving little brothers will always make me smile.

Love sounds like proud people, lots and lots of laughter, splendid +sweet voices, and many funny sounds.

Love will always feel like magnificent friendship , soft lovely feathers, and nice, kind hearts beating.

The activities I do with my loving family members are wonderful reading, colorful drawings, warm hugs, scary movies, eating tasty dinners, and having lots of fun looming.

Something special about my family is that the love  all happens with each-other.

Anywhere! Love tastes like adorable, tickilish baby kisses and yummy asian rice.

Blood red blooming roses, brown cinnamon, and sweet sugar all smells like love.

It moves like boats sailing, soft steps + swift dancing.

You can see that my family is “very” important to me.

They all make attachments to my heart.

written by: Bo-jools Goedegebuure

2nd grade language conversion