Horseradish

What is your opinion on horseradish?

A Question

Do you prefer parsnips or turnips?

My Favorite Christmas Present

I bet you would never guess what my favorite Christmas present was, however you don't need too because I am going to tell you. My favorite Christmas present was a bowler hat. I really like it because it is a kind of random Christmas present, even though it was on my Christmas list. Apparently I look really good in it and once you have had it on your head for a long period of time it surprisingly keeps your head quite warm. I am wearing it now and have worn it to Tesco, the park and the coast (yes, I know the coast was pretty cold) and it is only the 28th of December.

Also for Christmas, of my Aunt, I got a Japanese toothbrush holder. It was purchased from the same place as my Japanese fold-up travel toothbrush. It is a pastel blue color and resembles one of those big chunky rings you sometimes see in shops. Even though I am presently using it, it is still part of my growing toothbrush collection, which consists of, my Japanese travel toothbrush, one Italian toothbrush, two German ones, a french one, a 'design you own' one, and an Aquafresh one purchased at Morrisons in Riverside.

As well as this I have recently started another collection - a collection of rulers. So far this consists of five grand specimens, a 30cm opaque turquoise one (shatter proof), an opaque 30cm slightly blue/grey tinge left handed one (shatter proof), an orange and hot pink 30cm one (with kiddy grip), a lilac/purple 30cm flexible one and a purple 15cm sausage dog ruler (sooooo cute!)

My Science Homework

This is my homework:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=muooHm8pTrg&feature=youtu.be

Gold - Plated Toothbrushes

I have found out that you can not purchase a gold-plated toothbrush of 'amazon.' I have come to the conclusion that this is because there is not much of a market for gold-plated toothbrushes. Why is this?

The Marvelous Homework and Housework Machine

Attention all students! Attention all kids!

Hold onto your horses! Hold onto your lids!

We have just exactly the thing that you need

whenever you've way too much homework to read.

 

The Marvelous Homework and Housework Machine

will always make sure that your bedroom is clean.

It loves to write book reports ten pages long,

then put all your toys away where they belong.

 

This wonderful gadget will do all your math,

then mop up your messes and go take your bath.

The Marvelous Homework and Housework Machine

is truly like no other gizmo you've seen.

 

It hangs up your clothes on their hangers and hooks,

then reads all your boring geography books.

It brings you a pillow to give you a rest,

then brushes your teeth and prepares for your test.

 

This thing is amazing--I'm sure you'll agree.

It feeds you dessert while you're watching TV.

There's only one thing this device will not do:

It won't eat your Brussels sprouts--they're, like, PU!

  --Kenn Nesbitt

Don't Rat On a Mouse

Don't badger a groundhog.
Don't swallow a grouse.
Don't bulldog a poodle.
Don't rat on a mouse.

Don't parrot a peacock.
Don't buffalo moose.
Don't hawk a flamingo
Don't duck from a goose.

Don't ferret out weasels.
Don't crab at a shark.
Don't hound a chihuahua.
Don't crow at a lark.

Don't ram an alpaca.
Don't leech off a worm.
Don't bat at a squirrel
and don't bug a germ.

Don't slug a sea snail.
Don't tick off a louse.
Don't ape a gorilla.
Don't rat on a mouse.

Just take some advice
and remember this clue:
if you leave them alone
they won't monkey with you!

--Kenn Nesbitt

I Left Our Rhino in the Rain

I left our rhino in the rain;
all night he's been outside.
The rain has soaked him to the bone,
right through his rhino hide.

He's my responsibility.
My folks said, "Don't forget..."
But somehow I neglected him,
and now he's soaking wet.

And both my folks are all upset
and feel I can't be trusted.
I left our rhino in the rain,
and he rhinocerusted.

  --Kenn Nesbitt

100 word mini saga

This is my 100 word mini saga. It has not presently got a title,so if you think of a good one, please post it in the comments below.

I glanced at my watch. From my calculations, something would happen within that box in precisely eight minuets and seventeen seconds. A radioactive bomb, a tracking device disguised as an ipod, a mobile phone with an phone tap installed, were just some of the things that I could imagine the QUICK-OPERATION would throw at us. However I (and my team guarding the building) were ready for it. The clock ticked like a timer in my ear, as I started to brace myself for a possible explosion. Tick -tock, tick -tock, tick-tock, although there was no explosion.

Thank you for reading this. If you would like to have a go at writing your own 100 word mini saga please have a look at the below website for some help and ideas.

http://www.youngwriters.co.uk/writing-and-poetry-competitions.php

Georgie Porgie

Georgie Porgie

Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie.
Kissed the girls and made them sigh.
He's so cute they stand in lines
just to give him Valentines.

  --Kenn Nesbitt

Timmy's Amazing Adventure

Timmy was brutally kicking a strong green tree. The other children around the village were staring at him, as if he came from a magical place were pixies lived. Spiky ears, like an elf's, poked out from the side of his round head. A bulbous nose spread across his furious face. He was as short as a rubbish bin. Spiky as a pine cone, his hair was reaching up to the sky. Timmy was 10 years old, but he looked like a 5 year old because of his dinky height. Tiny Timmy was his nickname.

Never Ending village was where Timmy lived.

All of the houses looked boringly identical and there was no school, consequently, Timmy spent all day sitting in the quiet woods, because he felt like he did not fit in.

One day a kind old lady who had a long pointed nose, thought to herself that unusual boy, who had those spiked ears and that round face, looks like a goblin. The kind old lady once again studied the boy who looked like a goblin and thought again. She judged that maybe he was just a strange looking little boy or perhaps he was a mythical  creature. She stayed positioned there for about 5 minutes. So while the kind old lady stared for a few minutes more, a plan materialized. A genius plan. The plan was to go to the quiet library and search for descriptions and pictures about goblins. Even though the old lady's back hurt when she walked for more than a mile, she was still convinced she had to take a visit to the library. 

 Whilst the the old lady was strolling  slowly up to the library, Timmy began to feel like everyone was laughing at him again. He was miserable in the village. Finally the Old lady got to the library and started reading in the magical creatures section. The old lady all of a sudden encountered a heavy thick book, that had facts about goblins inside. The description of the goblin was exactly the same as the tiny Timmy! So the old lady hurried back as fast as she could back to Never Ending village. 

When the old lady spotted the goblin boy, she quickly explained what she had found out. Timmy was so surprised! He had to go to the forest to find his family! So before Tiny Timmy withdrew to pack his bags, Timmy the goblin gave the old lady a massive cuddle and with his long spiky hair, he tickled the old ladies chin and said "thank you" . The kind old lady wished Timmy good luck on his search for his family and watched him as he scurried away. 

while Timmy took a long stroll through the town, everybody was muttering beneath there breath. Timmy ran as fast as he could towards the forest crying his eyes out like a little baby. Suddenly Timmy reached the forest it was  different than usual. Dark,murky,cold with a heavy fog laying on the green bumpy forest floor. With black vicious crows observing every move I made.

I was starving, so I stopped at the nearest place it was a huge castle, with bright colors. I thought that I had been knocked out or I  was bonkers . Consequently I dawdled through the huge doors meanwhile I observed an old man slumped over a wooden table eating, without speaking he pushed a bowl full of delicious goodies in my direction,I nodded in thanks and ate, leaving the bowl clean.

Without speaking the old man rose from the table ushering me out of a door, which lead me on to a windy pathway into another deeper part of the forest.

While walking through the mystical forest, Timmy saw a group of people huddled together whispering things Timmy could not make out, so he wandered over and asked what they were doing so deep in the forest. 

They answered, "We're the brotherhood of wisdom. we know everyone who goes into the forest and every one who goes out."

"Have you ever came across a human and a goblin?"  Asked Timmy curiously.

With a wave of realization, one of the brothers took a deep breath, "Are you Timmy?"

He confirmed that he was.

"Aha, I saw them go through along time ago. They had an evil looking giant with them. They were limping, their wrists chained together. The giant forcing them to go faster with an iron fist." 

"Where did they go?"

"I assume they went to the slave asylum where rat henchmen whips you all day, its the only place deep in the forest."

"What do you do there?"

Almost unable to walk with weariness, Timmy trudged forward after two continuous days walking. But he persevered, determined to find his family. Almost about to collapse, Timmy observed a decayed building in the corner of is vision...

Ahead of Timmy stood a dark, grimy slave asylum with barred windows and mold covered doors. Suddenly the repulsive rat foot soldiers  attacked him with there claws that were as sharp as daggers. One devious rat pounced from behind and cut Timmy's ear off, as a result his pointy ear landed in the rats hairy body, causing blood and guts to cover the walls. Timmy, being as tiny as he was, only needed to reach to grasp his ear. Smothering the scratched side with the rats blood, Timmy stuck his ear back on.

At that moment Timmy heard a shuffling noise behind him, however before  he could turn around a rat leaped onto him. Brutally forcing Timmy into the rancid cell, the rat applied a chain around his leg. Slowly, his eyes equip to the darkness and could just make out the figures of some prisoners lurking in the corner of the decrepit, damp cell. 

"Wh...who are you?" asked Timmy anxiously.

"Our names are Mr and Mrs Grean." Said the two figures. 

"Well that is very funny."Laughed Timmy.

"Because my name is Timmy Grean."

It took Timmy about 2 seconds to realize that the two people were his parents.

"Mum,Dad?" queried Timmy.

"Son!" They exclaimed while tears trickled down their grubby cheeks.

This was an extremely beautiful moment for the family.Timmy never remembered seeing his parents before, and he studied their faces carefully.

They all gave each other a colossal cuddle.

Timmy's  parents were going to tell him why they had left him...

... "I am not sure if you have seen him, but  upstairs, in a golden throne sits a very greedy giant," whispered his mother. Glowing, the candle that she was holding above her face flickered. She continued, "He had found a mine, however this mine was not an ordinary mine, because deep beneath the ground, hidden beneath the rocks, lay thousands of tons of glittering gold. He only knew this, because he had listened very carefully to his school teacher. To his disappointment, he could not get to the gold, therefore he had to think of a resolution. Just then it struck him, goblins had very long, pointed claws, especially made for digging up tough terrains. Although he knew that the goblin species had almost died out, he had a good feeling that there had to be some, somewhere, still alive. Because he was also extremely lazy, he hired hundreds of rats to find a goblin to work for him. 

"Not long afterwards, the news had spread that hundreds of rats, with sharp swords and long spears were marching in and out of towns and forests searching for goblins. As soon as we heard, we hurried out of home, to escape from being captured.  Unfortunately, as we were running, we were spotted, spotted by the rats. We ran as fast as we could. But they scurried after us. Dangerous spears came flying like eagles towards us, barely missing our heads.  We had been running for what seemed like hours, when I suddenly realized I was having a baby! I swung my head around sharply. Luckily for us, we had lost the rats, although that was what I thought. I lay down slowly on the grass.  An owl hooted from the tree tops and the moon stared down at me and it was at that moment that you were born.

"Suddenly from out of the gloom stepped the rats. Evil sneers illuminated their faces and their eyes had a glint of cruelty burning like a flame inside them. I placed you carefully in your elder sister Darcy's arms. I told her to run, run like she had never run before and never to come back. She ran. Some of the rats followed her. She didn't stop. A rat flung a spear at her and I tried to warn her, but I was to late. It caught her in the back and blood spilled out of it! She placed you gently in a dense hedge out of sight and fell to the floor, dead." She paused and a cold, wet tear trickled down her face, onto the gloomy floor.

"I and your father were then captured and taken back here, where we work all day, every day, digging for gold. At night we are flung carelessly in here and ready to do it all again the next morning." She finished and took a deep breath. She hugged Timmy warmly, like he never had been hugged before and blew out the burning candle, where they were left in total darkness.

Timmy and his family laid for while staring at the bleak, grimy walls which reached up wards, straight like soldiers. With a rush of excitement Timmy stood up, he loudly cried.

"That's it. It's just the perfect plan!" 

The goblin boy announced that they would dig a long tunnel that would lead out to freedom. Timmy learnt his head on the smooth grey rock.

smooth rock. Gently closing his eyes, they were going to wait till dark to dig just in case anybody caught what they were doing.

Timmy and his father woke 4 hours later, it was  9 o'clock this was the perfect time to stat digging, Timmy thought to himself so

Timmy and his father woke up his exhausted mother.

"It's time, sh I don't want to hear the slightest sound." Timmy whispered to his family. 

They all started to dig, Timmy leading with his razor sharp claws and teeth that twinkled in the light of their mother's tearful eyes.

As the claws broke the surface, Timmy and his family clambered out of the hole they had dug.There was nothing to be seen except for gnarled, bulky trees, with sunlight dappled on the ground. They were finally free from the evil giants clutches, they felt elated. 

Suddenly the rat footmen scarpered out of the tunnel. As soon as Timmy saw the footmen he shouted,"RUN!"  

Rapidly, they scrambled until they came to a massive field. As they looked around they saw a purple dragon chained to a tree. Timmy's mum cried, "Let's try to help it." So they  ran across the field with the footmen far behind them. Timmy and his family thought the dragon would be fierce, when they got to the dragon it said politely, "Hello my name is Mona.  Are you the family that got caught by that horrid giant?" 

Timmy replied,"I didn't, the others did but there's more things to worry about, the rat footmen are after us!" 

Mona asked, "What's your name young man?" 

Timmy gulped and muttered,"My name is Timmy." 

"Did you say Timmy?" Mona asked .

This time Timmy had more courage and boldy replied, "Yes." 

Mona explained, "I'll give you a deal Timmy. You set me free and I'll help you to escape from the rat footmen." 

Timmy and his family were discussing the deal but didn't have much time because the rat footmen were already out of the crumbling tunnel. Timmy spotted them and told his parents. They all turned around and answered,"Deal." Now they were shaking more than ever.

"Quick then get on the my back before the rat footmen get closer." Yelled  Mona. Timmy helped his family get on to Mona, even though he is so small. 

Mona said, "Look the rat footmen. What should we do to them?"

"Leave them, they are only rats." Timmy's mum said .

Timmy yelled, "Burn them, burn them, burn them please!"

"Good plan! I just might do that!" said Mona. Mona knew that good friends do stuff for each other, so Mona made a plan in her head.

Mona looked down to see if the rat footmen had gone yet, it was in luck that they had not gone, so Mona got ready. Timmy watch Mona. He saw the boiling hot, fire burn the tiny rats. He laughed alot but inside his body he felt sorry as well. 

After all the fun Timmy's mum told him how much she had missed him. Timmy's mum told Mona that they needed to get home because they have not been home since Timmy was born. So Mona did the right thing and helped them get home.

As Mona, Timmy, his mum and dad glided though the air, Mona's glimmering scales reflected down on a small village. 

Just then Timmy's mum realized that it was their village! '

'Timmy this is our village that we had to escape from,'' she said. The village looked very old and the houses were made out of giant mushrooms that had bright red spots on. The trees looked like broccoli because they were  healthy and the people were as small as ants.

''Mum, our village looks lovey from here, don't you agree?'' Timmy asked.

''Yes it does, Timmy,'' she replied.

Mona herd Timmy and his mum talking so she swung down to the ground and landed safe and sound.

All of a sudden the villager came swarming over to them and one old man asked, ''Is your name Timmy little boy?" The man laid his eyes on Timmy's mother. "My daughter! You're alive!" She ran to him excitedly, taking Timmy with her.

''Welcome back,'' they all said, and the celebrations began.

"The mushroom hall is officially open for a party!" and the rumpus began.

The next day Timmy spoke to Mona. "Will you stay with us? You can live in the Toadstool castle," Timmy pleaded.

"I'd love to Timmy, but first I want to get that brutal giant - he must pay for what he did to my family..."

They hugged and Timmy was swept into the air like a juggling ball as Mona looped through the air. 

The village gathered and cheered as the brave dragon flew off though the fluffy fresh clouds.

Timmy and his parents strolled to their home to begin their lives together.

And Timmy never let his mum and dad go again.

An unusual fact

Here is an unusual fact:

More Monopoly money is printed in a year, than real money printed throughout the world.

Sunday's word of the week

Sundays word of the week is........................................POLYPHLOISBOIAN!
It means anything that makes a terrible noise or racket.

New toothbrush

Whilst I was on my holiday in France, I bought a French toothbrush. It is made by a company called 'Signal',  it is pink, white, blue, red , grey and silver and has a picture of a koala on it. On the back of the packet it has lots of facts about koalas and it tells you how good the toothbrush is (I think.) Once I get some more batteries for my camera, I will post a picture of it.

French Toothbrush

Tomorrow, I am going to France, to see my grandmother and I am going to buy a french toothbrush to add to my growing collection.

Here are some images of french toothbrushes. Which one is your favorite?
 

Word of the week

My word of the week is.................................................................. PARSNIP!

Meaning:

Noun A long tapering cream-colored root with a sweet flavor. The widely cultivated Eurasian plant (Pastinaca sativa) of the parsley family that yields this root.

Do YOU like PARSNIPS?

Zips are cool!

In my opinion zips are cool- absolutely awesome! I think this, because they seem almost magic, I mean the just zip up. Personally, I find that zips are taken for granted, because they are used in everyday life, however they just seem to be under appreciated. Think back, when did you last use a zip? I bet it was in the last 12 hours maximum and I also bet you didn't think wow- zips are cool, I could not cope without them-when you used it.

Facts about zips:

Travelling salesman and part-time inventor Whitcomb L. Judson, invented the ziper on August 29th, 1893.

It was first used on shoes.

Whitcomb displayed it at the World Fair, Chicago 1893, however the public largely ignored it.

The term "zipper" was coined as an onomatopoeia by B. F. Goodrich, whose company started marketing galoshes featuring the fastener in 1923.


Regrettably, Whitcomb Judson died in 1909, and never heard the term, or saw the success of his invention.

I think I will start a campaign to make zips appreciated more. I hope you appreciate your zip more than you did before you read this,


      A big zip appreciator

Brandon Branson's Backpack

Brandon Branson's backpack
is unusually large.
He drags it into school
the way a tugboat drags a barge.

The main compartment holds
about a hundred hardback books.
The outside has a zillion
little pockets, straps, and hooks.

It holds his new harmonica
plus three or four kazoos,
his binder and his lunchbox
and an extra pair of shoes.

A CD player, headphones,
and a TV with remote,
a telephone, computer,
and his winter hat and coat.

His skateboard and his scooter
have their own equipment rack.
It even has a space to park
his bicycle in back.

A teacher found it in the hall
today at 9:15.
She looked around for Brandon,
who was nowhere to be seen.

She got some other teachers,
who considered it and frowned,
then groaned and moaned and pulled
and dragged it off to Lost and Found.

They struggled through the doorway
feeling out of breath and strained,
and all of them were curious
to see what it contained.

They cautiously unzipped it,
and they pulled it open wide,
and there was Brandon Branson
napping happily inside.

  --Kenn Nesbitt

The Pig by Roald Dahl

In England once there lived a big
And wonderfully clever pig.
To everybody it was plain
That Piggy had a massive brain.
He worked out sums inside his head,
There was no book he hadn't read.
He knew what made an airplane fly,
He knew how engines worked and why.
He knew all this, but in the end
One question drove him round the bend:
He simply couldn't puzzle out
What LIFE was really all about.
What was the reason for his birth?
Why was he placed upon this earth?
His giant brain went round and round.
Alas, no answer could be found.
Till suddenly one wondrous night.
All in a flash he saw the light.
He jumped up like a ballet dancer
And yelled, "By gum, I've got the answer!"
"They want my bacon slice by slice
"To sell at a tremendous price!
"They want my tender juicy chops
"To put in all the butcher's shops!
"They want my pork to make a roast
"And that's the part'll cost the most!
"They want my sausages in strings!
"They even want my chitterlings!
"The butcher's shop! The carving knife!
"That is the reason for my life!"
Such thoughts as these are not designed
To give a pig great piece of mind.
Next morning, in comes Farmer Bland,
A pail of pigswill in his hand,
And piggy with a mighty roar,
Bashes the farmer to the floor…
Now comes the rather grizzly bit
So let's not make too much of it,
Except that you must understand
That Piggy did eat Farmer Bland,
He ate him up from head to toe,
Chewing the pieces nice and slow.
It took an hour to reach the feet,
Because there was so much to eat,
And when he finished, Pig, of course,
Felt absolutely no remorse.
Slowly he scratched his brainy head
And with a little smile he said,
"I had a fairly powerful hunch
"That he might have me for his lunch.
"And so, because I feared the worst,
"I thought I'd better eat him first."