Just A Normal Family During Christmas - Aleenah

 Christmas Struggles

As the we reach the final day of these writing exercises, I'm excited as I'm running out of inspiration for this but here is today's last piece. Where I write a story based on a picture.

Well here it is...

It was a lively night in the streets of a small town. But down the road, along the country-side, a hustling family was anticipating a reunion. The living room was festive yet busy. The fireplace was cackling, the tree was glistening, the presents were towering, and might I forget, the children were exploring, ransacking and complaining to get their hands on some lavish gifts. “Dad, what are we getting for Christmas?” a whiny voice had asked. “Dad, did you get me slide?!” another squeak of annoyance yelled. “NO WAY DAD, you got me a phone?!!!” a surprised shriek had shook the house. “Okay that’s it everyone now, I’m going to take a photo an-” a mothering voice was cut off and the three kids interfered with a mix of begging pleads and gorilla tantrums. Just then, the house was silenced and a buzzing of honks had alerted a car’s presence. “Everyone shut it and settle your bottoms in front of the Christmas tree and once I come in this house you better act like perfect little angels all right?!” Their mother had uttered every syllable so clearly and strictly that it sent the shivers. She had exited the house eyeing the kids and her husband, but once she set out the front door a pleased and utterly fake smile painted her face. Back inside the house though, was the father struggling while the kids acted like what their mother said wasn’t a death threat at all. “You, come over here and help me set the table real quick and then after that we gather in the living room okay” Their father was now just trying to piece everything together and hold his calm. While his elder daughter was grabbing a few plates, a thump had worried her and their father. Dashing through the hallways, their eyes had feared what might have just happened and well, it just did. “We shouldn’t have let those two in a room alone…”

Christmas Conversation - Aleenah

 A Bet With The Reindeers

After the 'Would You Rather's writing prompts, they became a little repetitive so instead my teacher allowed similar but uncommon ways of writing. Last week's was a conversation while today's is a festive theme, where I write a conversation between the reindeers of Santa!

The night sky was dark and blue but the cities below looked brightly illuminated, with the festive colors of the holidays. “What a welcoming sight this is!” Santa fantasized.
“HA, prancer you lost the bet” Rudolph taunted. “What do you mean this is London!” prancer groaned but protested “We are in the countryside!”. The two reindeer were aggressively arguing at each other and soon Prancer had poke all of Rudolph's buttons and nose. Of Course the reindeer wasn’t happy so it got physical. “You dare touch my nose!?” Rudolph had growled intensely, just like a grizzly bear. “You boys cut it out! And for God’s sake this isn’t London, you bums, it's New Zealand! If it were London, there would be snow so shut it.” Santa’s voice had echoed so loud that it finally stopped the ridiculous fight of Prancer and Rudolph - the world’s two worst geographers. But down in the houses below, a little boy trembled. “Mommy what was that?” “Oh those are..just the birds with the fat mouths” the mother said with no hesitation.

Conversation With A Giraffe? - Aleenah

 Just A Normal Conversation

Today featured a new writing prompt, we were to imagine and write a conversation between two giraffes in this picture. I really am not so confident in my piece so I suggest you read my class', they wrote AMAZING ones! but here is mine...

"Two giraffes were trailing around the sandy terrain of a deserted beach or so they thought...A lost wanderer had been basking in the warm delight of our bright star, they seemed relaxed as one of the giraffe’s examined until their shadows alerted their presence. “Yo, why is a tree standing here, its branches are swaying like the monkey family…” One giraffe whispered. “And it’s bouncing too..” both towering beasts gasped. Well the person whom the giraffes considered a naked trunk of a tree was a human in utter shock yet they quickly returned to reality by wanting to savior this moment. Their hands launched into its bag and scavenged it for a camera, a flashy one too. Without thinking it snapped and flashed...click, click, click. Blinded by their presence the giraffes turned wild. “AHHHHHH, Shortie run!!!!!!” a crazed giraffe ran. “What the heck do you think I’m doing??!!!” Shortie remarked as sarcastically as giraffe-ly possible. “Goodness me how does a tree become so bright, it's brighter than the thing up there! Bruh...” Shortie whispered.  “You know what…..” “What” the panting giraffe questioned ``''I don’t know” Shortie really didn’t know what to say….."

Trading Lives With... - Aleenah

 Who Would You Trade Lives With?

As of today, we continue writing on several prompts, today my class wrote why and who we would want to trade lives with though majority explained humble responses of how grateful they already are with their lives, you should read there's but here is mine!

"There are some really inspiring people out there but there is one profession I want to see happen. I would like to live the life of a neurosurgeon! It’s quite a particular career in such an intimidating field but I’m just curious. Our brains are quite interesting and in the hands of a neurosurgeon I may be able to study the types of diseases our brain can develop. The medical industry is of curiosity and healing after all. I find my life pretty boring as I’m quite a boring person, I follow the same daily routine everyday and the same stress clouds over me, plus I want to experience what it is like to be an adult and have money too. I’m okay with myself but it isn’t wrong to want to live like other lucky people."

Three Lessons For My Future kids - Aleenah

To My Future Kids

Today was not the usual would you rather's but instead my class wrote about three things we would teach our future children, here is what I wrote but my class has their own blogs you can also see their point of views.

"To the future life of my kid I hope they would apply these values I wish I was taught. May they have freedom of their own mind and actions and not the high stereotypes of people. For they suppress your true self until you never knew who you were since you pretend to be somebody who you aren’t. They would also be taught the significance of themselves and how they matter and not how they are a waste. I wouldn’t want them to feel they are just one more number adding to the population who are a waste of time or supplies because that is just painful. Lastly, they will never be sexist and will appreciate every race, culture and gender in this world as it is what makes us valued. Overall I wouldn’t want to tolerate a youngster who is another version of my spirit."

Which Natural Home? - Aleenah

 Tree House Or Cave House?

For today's would you rather, it was real estate shopping either live in  a treehouse or in a cave? I will tell you my decision.

"I find that caves seem to be more frightening especially with the creatures under the blanket of darkness. I know I would find it disturbing and I will never be able to sleep or even get on the internet! Tree Houses though would probably be a sanctuary for me. To have a house situated under the canopy of trees would put me in a jovial mood. But I should consider that treehouses are prone to natural disasters. But I’m not going to. My wellbeing would really appreciate it if I was happy and at peace so a Treehouse would probably suit my lifestyle."

The Vaccine Clerk To The World - Aleenah

 Edward Jenner

Edward Jenner is a pioneer in the medical industry after creating the first ever vaccine! A vaccine to a terrifying disease in the years before the mid-19th century - smallpox. It was an amazing turnout for the world who has now eradicated smallpox thanks to Edward, but I will have you read more about him in this little retell of his story in my version.