Saturday, May 8, 2010

A skunk on skis


There once was a skunk that liked winter. This year he wonted to go skiing. He stole a pare of skis that was much too big for him! So he went too the skiing hill and he came crashing down. He did not know a lot about skiing and he broke his legs. But he would never give up. He hobbled up the steep hill and he sat down and put a ice pack on his legs. After a little while he got up and hobbled to the skiing hill... then he went down in a flash. just as he thought he would die he stopped. He had did it! He felt like skiing champ. So then on every winter that skunk goes skiing.

mike and I


The trees were getting sick. And dying from being cut down. So Mike and I were being trimmed too.

And we always talked to the birds and leaves. So the next day I looked at Mike's trunk and he was gone! And so I cried. So I got trimmed even more. And finely I got cut down.

I fell down. I saw a picture of Mike and it was beautiful.

[Image: Sarah Jameson]

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Welcome

Welcome to my blog. I am going to do writing on this blog from the will-debeest and my herd.