Kaylee Arpin writing 2017

WATER FIGHT

We were having a boisterous day: water splashing into the sparkling hefty pond, the colossal sun smiling down at me, the air filled with the stench of green stinky moss, brothers and friends leaping over the oversized waterfall. The water road when my brother jumped in. water sprayed all over my togs.

I was a little girl wondering off, looking for something, a pocket sized pond to go and play in. laughter followed me as walked. I looked over my shoulder and my very aggravating siblings were following me. ’’Well they might as well come and help me find the perfect pond ’’. I silently thought to myself. I called them over. We looked for a while and we found the perfect pond.

We were frogs jumping into the pond. My brothers and sister all started splashing me in the face. We all bumped and jumped into each other, water was flying through the air back and forth. My brother Declan yelled ‘’ STOP! ‘’. So we all fled from the pond and went home. ‘’ What a fun day it was ‘’.

DoubleDouble

Double, double toil and trouble;

Fire burn, and caldron bubble

Black sheep’s eye and a stinky fly

Bumble bees sting and a grey owls wing

White bird’s beak and a leg of a spotted frog

Bats teeth and fur of a dog

Kiwi’s feet and a humans arm

Snakes skin and hay from a barn

Pink piggy’s tail and shell of a snail

Plastic bottle and a brown eels slime

Brick from a house and a clock that tells time

For a charm of powerful trouble,

Like a hell-broth boil and bubble

Double, double toil and trouble;

Fire burn, and caldron bubble

Chocolate Cookie Writing

The door slammed shut, we drove off to a wonderful place were the birds sang and the moss grew stinkier.

It was a new start a new beginning, thoughts were dancing around in my head.

I could smell something tasty. I ran down the stairs.

Am I going to fit in or stand out? This thought was keeping me on my feet.

I was only eight when I moved away from my family and friends.

I still miss her every day, when I think of her tears run down my rosy cheeks.

My but almost fell off. I was skiing on the grey carpet floor, showing of too all my friends. I was trying to get to my pink school bag. My creepy black shirt stood out, because it said “Love Hurts,” that is about right. Everyone was staring at me, as if I was a scary killer clown. My heart was pounding so loud: my ears started to hurt, eyes were swirling around in my head. The sweat was having a marathon on my back. ‘’ Boom, “my feet took over. I slid and fell on my butt. My butt started to hurt: Thudding and broses started to appear on my delicate butt. I stayed on the floor for a while, trying to get back on my feet. Everyone started gathering around me. Someone started laughing and then other people started to laugh. I thought it was really funny, so I joined in. so I guess after all my butt is amusing to other people.

Suddenly the sun shot through the glass window, brightness filled my bedroom. The chatter of loud children echoed around the house. Tui’s had a conversation while the trees swayed side to side. As the children were jumping, the house almost shook to the ground. Mum was screaming “STOP, go play outside.” I could see a disaster just waiting to happen. The door slowly creaked open. Small fluffy baby chicks came into the house. Mum almost screamed her head off. Baby chicks spilt out around the house. Little tiny chicken poops laid everywhere. Now mum was screaming louder than ever. Her face turned strawberry red: eyes popping out of their eye sockets, big white teeth grinding against each other. This was not a pretty sight. “Another thing I have to clean up.” She screamed, this was not a fantasy world but another disaster waiting to happen.

William Lee

Have you seen all these old grandmas in the stores knitting these jumpers? Not anymore! In the year 1589 William Lee was the first person to invent the Knitting Machine, a machine that can knit all sorts of clothing and make them very glamorous. It was the fastest knitting machine in the world and was very popular in the Elizabethan Era.

William Lee was born in 1563. He got purchased on May the 3rd 1568. As many years went by William Lee became Washington’s personal slave. William and his brother Frank earned a lot of money being household slaves that meant that William and Frank had really big responsibilities no other slaves had.

William Lee married his beautiful wife Margret Thomas Lee, an African American woman. When Washington became President William took a big trip to New York City. William Lee injured his knee while surveying expedition in Washington. One day William Lee went to the post office and injured his other knee and was disabled. William left Philadelphia for medical treatment.

William couldn’t walk anymore so he was very bored, so one day he thought of making the first ever knitting machine. He gave it to Queen Elizabeth the 1st but it got refused. So he decided to improve the knitting machine by putting in more needles per inch eight to twenty and making the silk a finer texture. William took it to Queen Elizabeth for the second time but got refused again. But William didn’t stop there he made more and more knitting machines and offered the too manufactures. Sadly William Lee died in distress in 1614.

It is really amazing how William Lee didn’t stop making knitting machines when Queen Elizabeth the 1st refused it even when he made an improvement to the machine so William lee became very popular.

Bibliography

Wikipedia contributors. "William Lee (valet)." Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia. Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia, 3 Mar. 2017. Web. 28 Mar. 2017.

Wikipedia contributors. "William Lee (inventor)." Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia. Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia, 19 Oct. 2016. Web. 28 Mar. 2017.

Kaylee Arpin

Roald Dahl

“A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute freedom. He has no master except his own soul, and that I am sure is why he does it.” Roald Dahl. A man that once was a spy, an ace fighter pilot, a chocolate historian and a medical inventor. Is now a fantastic author that has written many children books.

Dahl wrote his first story for children, The Gremlins, in 1942, for Walt Disney. The story wasn't terribly successful, so Dahl went back to writing macabre and mysterious stories geared toward adult readers. He continued in this vein into the 1950s, producing the best-selling story collection Someone Like You in 1953, and Kiss, Kiss in 1959.

While in Washington, D.C., Dahl met with author C.S. Forrester, who encouraged him to start writing. Dahl published his first short story in the Saturday Evening Post. He went on to write stories and articles for other magazines, including The New Yorker. Roald Dahl was born in Llandaff, Wales on the 13th September 1916 to Norwegian parents, Harald Dahl and Sofie Magdalene Hesselberg.

Roald Dahl was named after Roald Amundsen, the Norwegian who had been the first man to reach the South Pole just four years earlier. Later on in the years Roald Dahl’s sister and Father died. Roald Dahl’s mother wanted the best for her only son so she send Roald Dahl to boarding school, he went to ST Peter’s, Weston-Super-Mare then in 1929 to Repton where many bizarre and memorable events that would later be recounted in Boy.

The people at Repton were invited to trail chocolate bars, a memory that stayed with Roald Dahl throughout his life, inspiring him to write Charlie and the chocolate factory. Roald Dahl is also the author of many other books, such as Matilda, The BFG, and a treasury of evergreen, and beloved children’s books. “So, please, oh please we beg we pray, go throw your TV set away and in its place you can install a lovely bookcase on the wall.” Roald Dahl remains for many the world’s number one story teller.

Roald Dahl wrote Charlie and the Chocolate Factory in 1964. Charlie Bucket lives with Mr Bucket and Mrs Bucket and his two old Grandads with his two old wrinkly grandmas.

Charlie loves listing to Grandpa Joe’s stories about the colossal chocolate factory. Every day before school and after school Charlie would walk slowly near the big chocolate factory just to smell the dark chocolate coming out of the old pipes.

Charlie and Grandpa Joe wonders why the Chocolate Factory is working because no one goes in or comes out of the Factory. It had me wondering too. I really liked this story because it was written in third person prospective. This book is one of my favourites. I would recommend this book to people who likes a good laugh now and then. I would rate this book 5/5.

By Kaylee Arpin

Girl's Night Out !

Chapter One

Hi, I’m Tara Jane, but my friends call me TJ for short. I like it, it sounds cool in a way. I’m sixteen years of age, I have this beautiful brown hair, and shimmering green eyes. I’m quite small for my age, actually the smallest kid in my class but definitely not in my school.

I have two best friends, Lola and Samantha. They are the most wonderful best friends anyone could have. I love them with all of my heart, their like my two younger sisters. Although we love each other we get I some pretty major fights.

Lola is really beautiful, she has long blond hair with mud brown eyes and a soft heart for other people than herself. Next there’s Samantha but Sam for short. She has short red hair with amazing ocean blue eyes. Sam is the giggly one in our group, she will laugh about anything.

Sam likes the colour red mostly because her hair is red but also because red is a dark colour. Sometimes Sam will say random words that she can’t control, she knows that it is coming but she can’t stop it because she has turrets syndrome.

Sam was diagnosed with turrets syndrome when she was only five years old. Everyone started bullying her, but it stopped since Lola and I became her two best friends. We do everything together. Nothing could break us apart, or so we thought.

Chapter Two

The bond between us girls is as strong as super glue nothing could break us apart. When we are together we always have lots and lots of fun, and we always laugh about the silliest things ever.

One starry night I decided to go and look for a hotel to hang out with the girls for the night. I told Lola and Samantha and they were just filled with excitement.

Lola and Samantha tried to jiggle their way into the car and I just followed on behind them. As we drove a colossal army of shimmering Kowhai trees surrounded us.

Their gorgeous yellow petals fell one by one onto the mundane ground. The speaker was jumping up and down in the pink car with us. A melody of voices surrounded the inside of the car. After a while Samantha reached her hand out and said, “Coffee.”

I looked outside the car window and saw the Dream Bean Coffee Shop. We all jumped out of the car and headed towards the coffee shop. As Lola Samantha and I sipped our lovely coffee we talked for a while.

As the time skipped pass I looked at the clock in the shop and saw that it was almost midnight. I told the girls and we went up to pay for the coffee. Five minutes went by, I heard something going wrong outside.

Chapter Three

Roves of houses came tumbling down onto the ground. People started to scream in terror. Run, they all shouted. I looked behind me and saw that water was slowly creeping up behind us into the Dream Bean Coffee Shop.

Thoughts started to fill up my head, they were running around like crazy. I tapped Samantha and Lola on the shoulder. They turned around and started to look worried.

The glass shattered into a million pieces, flying through the air heading straight for us and smashing onto our bodies. Water hurried into the coffee shop as quick as a pack of cheetahs running and hunting for their pray.

As I grabbed a piece of broken table to float on a saw all these people face down in the water it made me so worried what if it was my friends. Blood from my face slowly made a massive puddle of red blood. Leering all the sea animals closer and closer to me and all the people around me.

I was scared I haven’t been in such a situation like this. All that I could think of was my friends ok. My weak and quite voice called out in such a freight, “Lola Samantha are you there”. I kept on screaming as hard as I can for ten minutes straight. But no one replied.

The ugliest thoughts swarmed in my head. Were my two best friends still alive or dead? Couple hours went by and I heard two small voices coming from the other side of the room. I had to think of something, something that could save us all.

Chapter Four

As I struggled through the water the blood just kept on dribbling threw my skin and into the water again. Tears covered the whole of my face. I was scared I didn’t know what was going to happen.

I struggled a little bit more, then I saw Lola and Samantha and my heart just filled with joy because they were still alive. I quickly swam over there with all of my strength.

I was happy to see them. They both jumped on my back and I carried them threw the bloody red water. I laid them on a table and went and helped other people. Everyone smile when I helped them, it made me feel good about myself.

Four years went by and old Town Brown was back to normal. Some people died but a lot didn’t. I got a gold medal for my loyalty and bravery. Lola Samantha and I finally went to that hotel and had lots and lots of fun. The years was good but the memory of the tsunami still haunts me.

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