Trips

Just Having Fun

You’re The Best

Filed under: Uncategorized — desaraen at 9:01 am on Friday, February 19, 2010

“I don’t think I’ll ever learn how to ride a bike,” I mummbled . It was a warm sunny day with the air just perfect for ridding a bike. But I didn’t even know how to ride a bike. My cousin and I were at the park and I was sitting on a swing watching my cousin ride her bike. “Can I try?” I asked “sure,” she replied. I got on the bike and all of a sudden I lost my balance and BOOM! I hit the ground really hard. “Are you okay?” she asked.”I am just going to go home ,” I said. When I got home my dad saw me crying and saw I had a scrap on my knee.” Are you okay,” he asked, but I didn’t answer him.” Dad can you teach me how to ride a bike?” I stammerd. “Of coarse ,” he answerd. After I cleaned my self up, I brang out my bike. When we got to the  park there wasw no sign  of my cousin. So as I was getting on my bike I heard  the bushes shaking. I looked back and nothing was there. So while my dad was telling me when to use the breakes I saw a shadow pass by. I looked all around and there was still nothing. When I turned back to the front…BOO! my cousin yelled.AHHHH! I screamed so loud that I felt like I lost my voice. My cousin laughed all the way to the swings.”How could she do this to me?” I wisperd. I was so mad at my cousin that I didn’t even know I was ridding my bike. “All right,” My dad yelled. When It    was time to go back  to the house  I rode my bike. I wish I can ride  everday. I will always remember this very specal day. I am so glad the very important person in my life taught me how to ride my bike,my dad.

The Mystery Package

Filed under: Uncategorized — desaraen at 2:30 pm on Thursday, February 11, 2010

Ding, Dong! The doorbell rang and I ran to get it. When I looked out the door a medium sized package laid on the ground. A name tag hung from the side of the box and when I looked at it said to Desarae but it didn’t say who it was from.

I took the package inside and put it on the table and that’s when I noticed there was holes on top of the box. As I was taking off the tape, I heard a bark. I looked all around but there was nothing. So I went back to opening the package and just then I heard heavy breathing. I looked this way and that but there was still nothing. I started getting nervous.

Without warning the box was shaking so I opened the box and just then A brown fuzzy puppy jumped out of the box and on to the table. I was so into opening the package that I didn’t even notice my parents were watching me. The whole afternoon I played with my dog.

“What are you going to name your dog?”asked my mom. It took me a long time to think about it and finally answered, “I will name my dog Fudge.” After all she is brown.

After a long day playing with Fudge it was bedtime. As soon as I got to my bed I fell asleep really quick. I am so happy to have a dog of my own. I hope I can get another dog. I will never for get how energetic Fudge was.

Shapes

Filed under: Uncategorized — desaraen at 3:00 pm on Wednesday, September 16, 2009

I got to take pictures with the teachers camera and I just finished my project about shapes. It is about lines and angles. I recorded my voice to tell about the lines and angles.

All About Me!!!

Filed under: Uncategorized — rsalazar at 2:11 pm on Thursday, September 3, 2009

I Am Awsome

I wonder how my sisters think of me

I hear my mom calling me to feed the dogs

I see my dogs playing

I want to be the best daughter ever

I am awsome

I pretend I have a dog of my own

I feel good all the time

I touch my family’s lives

I  worry about my grades

I cry when I see sad movies

I am awsome

I understand my baby cousin

I say”I can help out”

I dream to have a cool step-dad

I try to be a good sister

I hope I can be with my friends when I grow-up

I am awsome