This is the Hindu godess Kali.

Luther Map

The picture above is called the Luther Map. I will put more history pictures.

The picture above the Luther Map is The Hindu goddess Kali. She killed demons by sipping the blood that their necks drooped because every time their necks drooped blood onto the ground, another would pop up.

The reason why I called this, An Educated Person Is a Happy Person is because we all learned something today about the Hindu religion and the Luther map. ENJOY!

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She heard footsteps behind her. She walked faster. The footsteps got faster.

“What do you want?” she said, looking up at a tall, scrawny boy.

He had ginger, brownish hair that partly covered his eyes, which were ice-cold blue.

“Why are you following me?” she asked timidly, looking into his eyes.

“I need help, my car broke down,” he said in a voice that kind of sounded like a police siren.

“Okay, sure. I’ll try and help.” she said.

His small lips almost turned to a smile. “Follow me,” he said. “Hi, my name is Nick. My friends call me BC for some reason.” It started to drizzle, and he pulled an umbrella out from the backpack he had. “Here, take the umbrella, I’m fine.” Nick said.

“Thanks. -Do you have a– no I’ll go get mine,” Shawna dashed into her house and came out the next minute with her skateboard.

“My car didn’t crash, it just broke down and I just filled up the tank,” Nick screamed through the rain as it started to hail.

Just then a piece of hail about the size of a golf ball came out of the sky and hit Nick on the head.

“Nick! Nick! Are you okay??” Shawna screamed. “Nick? Nick??”

Will Nick be okay? Will he be alive? We will find out next time……….

I am sorry, I like to keep you guessing. But it’s your call, you respond to this post and tell me what you think. Will he live or survive?

FWEEEWW!! The owl has found its supper. A small snow colored mouse lept from a trap that almost got its tail. The owl sped like a bullet toward the mouse. And finally…. CRACK!! The owl breaks the mouces neck and the owl flies away with the mouse dangling from its beak. CRACKLE!! The owl lands in his nest finding a mother and five baby birds. It was practically a feast.

The next day, the father owl goes out for his next task, to greet the worms. (By greet, I mean eat.) The hill had lept a shadow over their prairie. The light peels the eyelids of animals, waking them slowly but surely. BABT! The owl finds the worm and lands on the damp, warm ground. The creek babbling in the distance. The owl looks up with the worm in its mouth and flies off, landing in its nest and feeding his young. And falling asleep after a long night of restless sleep…

SEE YOU IN PART 2…

She saw eight amber eyes burn into hers. The were cat’s eyes, thank goodness. She quickly covered her nose at the stench of the trash can the cats had knocked down for food. Again, with the flick of a wand, she was at a bad smelling creek. Lilly pads were all over the place. There was a rusted, swinging sign that said in big cursive letters, “Welcome to Lilly Pad Creek.”

She could smell the algae growing on the sides. It made her gag, but she couldn’t help it. It was a wonderful starry night for a quick broom fly, so she snapped her fingers and her wand ended up in her hand. She got on it and clicked her heels, and away she went.

She had no pet. Although most witches would have a black pet cat, she didn’t. Most witches would look horridly ugly, she didn’t. She had beautiful blue eyes and long red hair with a pair of black, pointed toes witch shoes. She wasn’t wrinkly and old, she was young and NOT wrinkly. That night, powder dust fell out of her hat and landed in the creek. The creek smelled of sweet peas and daisies. The water was not as cold and brittle as it normally was, it was warm and fresh. There were no algae on the sides any more. Passersby wondered what happened. Someone came by, took the “Welcome to Lilly Pad Creek” sign down and put up a wonderful “Welcome To The Warm Water Creek” sign in its place. There was a reflection in the water of a girl with blue eyes and long red hair in the water and that was the tale of Warm Water Creek.