Memories

I wrote this poem. It is about memories. It's short, but I think it is a good poem.

Memories

Some are bad,
Some are good,
Some are simply as they should

Memories are, in a way, unique
Just like a nurse, Miss Monique
Some memories are sad,
Like when I scraped my knee and that was bad.

But some are good
They may, they could
And some perhaps, should not or should!

But we must remember that memories are from above
And that all are made up of love.

Love

INTRODUCTION

I am sorry that I have not written to my blog for a few days. Anyways, here is a poem that I wrote to my
mom on her birthday. Enjoy!

Love is surrounding, engulfing the world
Then suddenly, disaster curled.
People started Hate.
A strange turn of fate.
But Hate could not destroy Love.
For Love floats like an immortal dove.
Love is immortal.
And you can't pull it apart
No matter how hard you try at the end
No matter how hard you try at the start.

I really hope that you enjoyed the poem. Sayonara for now!

This is a funny rhyme that I made up. Like I said, it's faerie tales AND OTHER stories...

There was once a cougar
Who had a booger.

He lived by the sea
And lived happily!

There was once an elephant
Who was quite elegant
But had a booger
Just like that cougar!

There was a trout
Who wanted to get out
The booger in that elephant
Who was quite elegant!

So she asked the cougar
How he got his booger...out.
And what had he replied?
"Just dig, my little fellow, and your friend will be satisfied!"

The first comment I'm probably going to find is "EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! GROSS!"

Rip Van Winkle

INTRODUCTION

It is Day #5. It is COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLD outside! Brrrr! And guess what? We present to you a tale told by Washington Irving. And that
tale is known as Rip Van Winkle. Enjoy the story...

Once upon a time, there was a good natured man known as Rip Van Winkle. There was a woman he loved. A very
special woman, too. But no one knew her name. Rip Winkle LOVED her. It was pure romance when he saw her.
Anyways, Winkle went home. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! YOU DID NOT DEAL WITH THE FARM, RIPPER!!" Rip's wife shouted. Ripper was
her favorite name to call Winkle. While yelling with her eyes closed, Rip deliberately went out of the room.
He was planning to go into the mountains to find a nice bird to eat. "RIPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRR!!" But
Rip was gone.
Winkle found a dwarf. The dwarf told Rip to drink a special drink. Rip did as he was told. Then, Rip fell in a deep sleep...
Rip woke up and found he had a beard! He found out that he was OLD! Climbing down the mountain, Rip found that years had passed.
He also found that his dream girl had married long ago, and that his wife died of pnemonia.

Though this tale is unique, it a sad story. But some things are meant to be.

The Dog and It's Shadow

INTRODUCTION

Today's date is Jan.6, 2010. And today we will present to you a tale told by a famous man named Aesop. It's called 'The Dog
and It's Shadow.' It teaches never to be jealous or greedy...

Once upon a time, there was a dog who had sniffed out a criminal. His reward? The dog got the most delectable and expensive
steak in the market.
The dog went up on a bridge called the "Lesson Bridge." Whoever steps foot on this bridge learns a lesson...
Lesson Bridge was silent and still. And so, the dog looked at his reflection in the water. The dog saw another dog with a steak.
His steak seemed bigger than his (this was caused by the ripples in the water)The real dog got angry because he had a smaller
steak. AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! The dog, not knowing very much, OPENED HIS MOUTH and growled.
The dog was so greedy and jealous at that time that he didn't notice his steak fall in the water(the steak fell in the water because
the dog opened it's mouth) The dog just whimpered and walked away. It had learned it's lesson.

This is a sad tale. However, it teaches that if we are not greedy (or jealous), we will go far in life.

Aladdin and his Wonderful Lamp

INTRODUCTION

Today is Day #3, and I’d like to present to you a Chinese Fairie Tale known as “Aladdin and his Wonderful Lamp.” This story starts off as a person outsmarts a genie. But that is another story…

Once upon a time, there was a poor old beggar named Aladdin. He lived with his mother in the Middle East. They loved each other very much, and their love was better than money. But they did not know that yet.
Aladdin was not what you would call a “good” boy. He spent hours with gangsters and did not care much for studying. But one day, everything changed. Everything. Because a magician moved in to China from Africa. He noticed Aladdin and found he was incredibly stealthy. So he took him under his wing.
The reason why exactly was because of a lamp. A magical lamp with a genie inside who would do anything he was told. But according to the rules of magic, someone else was needed to do get the lamp. Someone stealthy, someone spunky. That was the reason Aladdin was chosen.
And so, the magician went up to Aladdin and told him that he was his uncle. How wrong he was to believe that. After all, Aladdin’s uncle was dead, as was his father. Tsk, tsk, tsk.
The magician took Aladdin up on a hill. Aladdin’s “uncle” then uttered some magic words. “Baku, Baku, Baku.” Suddenly a mountain emerged from the hill. Aladdin was transported (by the magician) on the top of the mountain. Then a hole appeared on the top of the mountain. “I want you to give me a lamp. It’s inside that hole. Oh, and I’ve transported a ring with you. If anything goes wrong, just rub the ring, and a genie will come to deal with your needs.”
At that moment, the magician uttered some magic words, and in response a hole appeared in the very top of the mountain. Aladdin jumped in the hole.
In the mountain, Aladdin met djinns ( “djinns” is another word for “ghosts”) Aladdin met his dead father, who told him that the magician wasn’t his real uncle and that he was evil. “Is your name Aladdin?” asked a djinn. “Yes.” Aladdin was told that he was the chosen one, and so he was given a lamp. The lamp, thought Aladdin, should not be given to that cruel-hearted schemer. So, when requested, Aladdin had not given the lamp to the magician. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! GIVE ME THE LAMP OR YOU WILL DIE!!” Aladdin smirked. “What‘cha gonna do?” The magician lost his temper and cast Aladdin in a pit of pitch-black darkness, doomed to die of starvation.
But I will interrupt this story for a moment. The magician lost his temper-then cast Aladdin and his beloved lamp in a dark pit. What we notice here is that the magician lost his lamp by losing his temper. So, we learn NOT to lose our temper.
You see, the magician forgot about the genie in the ring. Aladdin used this genie to come back home. He told his mom about the lamp. Then, Aladdin noticed that there was some dirt on the lamp. Rubbing the lamp, Aladdin found a genie that would do anything that was asked of him.
Aladdin wanted to see a girl that he loved very much. It was a princess. They married and never heard of that magician with a disgusting temper.

I like this story. It teaches not to lose your temper.
Oh, and this is NOT the original story of Aladdin and his Wonderful Lamp.

Paul Bunyan

INTRODUCTION

You know how big things always happen? Well, this time we present to you a tale called Paul Bunyan. It is a story that teaches that no matter what your size, or how clumsy you are, you can accomplish many, MANY things.

Once upon a time, in Maine, a large cradle appeared on the shore. And when I say a large cradle, I mean a LARGE cradle. It was about as big as two houses on top of each other, and as wide as three modern day apartments. Everyone, saw the large cradle. The townspeople were interested in the large cradle. And inside, there was a BABY!
At the time, the baby was named Paul Bunyan.
Soon, after Paul became an adult, he went off to face the world. Paul Bunyan went to the west. In a blizzard, Paul Bunyan found an ox. A blue ox. The ox was named Babe, and Paul kept the ox as a pet. But the most peculiar thing about Babe was that he was as big as Paul Bunyan…
Off went Paul Bunyan. He traveled to Minnesota. After having been lost in a rainstorm, Paul trudged on, and he escaped the rainstorm. He left footprints that were full of water. These footprints were called lakes. That is the reason why there are ten thousand lakes in Minnesota.
At the end of summer, Paul and Babe were in Wyoming, out west. They were so happy, they had a wrestling match. Because of all the stomping and the kicking, Paul and Babe created the Grand Tetons.
Babe and Paul found a place full of logging camps. There, they met a stranger named Joe Muffaw that challenged him to test whether his ox could pull trees down faster than a locomotive that pulled logs that Joe invented.
You might think Paul won the challenge- but no. Babe lost by an unmerciful half an inch. So Paul headed up north.
No one knows what happened to Paul these days. But I think it must be something good, after all that had happened to him.