Thing i hate the most

Has your teacher ever called you up to present a paper or project in front of the whole class!.

Well I have and it sucks. Walking to the front of the class, heart pounding, and body shaking. Thinking

to yourself don’t mess up or everyone will laugh at you. If you haven’t been called up to the front of the

class lucky you, I have and these are the feelings I get every time the teacher calls me up to read a

paper or present a project.

A few examples why I hate reading or show papers to the class is because I have dyslexia and

don’t read well out loud. Also I get very shaky and nervous when I read out loud to a class. Which

cause me to studier on words and make myself look like an idiot in front of the class.

Another reason why I hate reading to the class is because I hate walking up to that chair in the

front of the class, and sitting there in front of the class trying to read a page from a book or a paper I

wrote. That feeling is the worst, studering, and spitting out words trying to get it over with, thinking to

yourself are they laughing or thinking WOW look who can’t read.

Now that you have read my paper I want you think have you ever seen this before or have you

ever felt like this before. Go back and think about when you stood up, or walked to the front of the class reading your paper trying so hard not to stumble over your word’s, and trying not to think about

other kids laughing. Next time just read as best as you can.

Dirt bikes

What’s the most exciting thing have you ever done and will never get tired of doing? For me, dirt biking is the answer! They are like bikes but better because you do not have to pedal. Also if you think about it, it’s like a car . It drives when you press the pedal. The motor is just remarkable, all the pipes and wires all have to do something so the dirt bike can run. All you have to do is shift gears up and down it just that simple. To keep in running, all you have to do is add gas and do maintenance. If you never rode a dirt bike you should start with a weaker dirt bike and then when you get used to it, you can ride a powerful one and have more fun. Dirt bikes are better than ATV’s because with dirt bikes you could drive in thick woods. ATV’s, are more for hunting or sand dunes. Either way you have to always wear a helmet for safety. When you get on the dirt bike, you grab the handle bars and get your legs tight on the shift lever. Your heart starts pumping really hard and your adrenaline rushes while you wait till it heats up. You can feel the cold breeze on your face, and sometimes it even becomes a little scary. As soon as you’re done with the trail you get off the dirt bike and stretch. In the end, when you get home you have to wash it, but it’s all worth it!

Not Your Average Snack

When I'm hungry, there's one thing I always look to. Granola bars.

Just looking at their golden deliciousness of oats and honey, and whatever someone decides to put in them, could make anyone's heart melt like chocolate chips in a sneaky child's hand.

The crunchy, yet soft texture of them make me skip around the kitchen while eating my splenderific snack.

The mix of flavors in granola bars is astounding! Who knows what to expect from a granola bar? Chewy craisins? Sticky caramel? Melty chocolate? Creamy peanut butter? The possibilities are endless!

My favorite part of taking long walks, is tearing the wrapper off a granola bar, and smelling the mouthwatering honey mixed with the fresh scent of pine, because I know no matter how long the walk, I won't ever have to worry about being hungry or without energy.

With granola bars around, there will never be a reason to eat plain, icky trail mix again!

my spin on washers

Washer
What do you love? I love this magical machine. It goes round in circles. If you don’t know it is a washer. Have you ever watched your close be washed? I have it was awesome it was like a circle of great smelling objects. Why do I like washers? I like washers because they can make you smell good. My favorite washer is the 5 rinse cycle because is spends five different ways. I also like it because you load it from the front not the top. When you get board you can throw a load in and watch it wash. I have tried to watch a dryer but they aren’t as amazing because they don’t give off the great tide scent that makes the washer so much more amusing. So if you get some money and want something to keep you entertained buy a five-rinse cycle washer. If you don’t you’ll be sorry.

Judgements

Judgements are like the cold shock of drowning it wraps around my mind and body and shakes me till I can't breath. My mind goes blank like a black board being erased, My feelings get hurt like being slapped. When I recover after being pulled out of the water onto the shore. I shake like a small tree and ball my fists, my eyes go black with darkness it changes the sweet person i am into a defencive person. The world slows and my brain scatters. I go and confront what ever person i need to, to get the issue resolved and avoid any traces of drama. When and if everything gets resolved i will avoid or befriend that person.

Oranges

Oranges are my favorite fruit. An oranges name tells what
color it is, orange. The peel of an orange is oranger than the fruit beneath
it. The peel is bitten and hard to chew. But the inside is sweet and easy to
chew. Sometimes there are seeds in them that you got to spit out or swallow.
Oranges are made into juice and some candies taste like oranges. An orange is a sphere shaped fruit it smells citrus. It comes already into little pieces that
that you just have to peel apart from each other and eat separately. An oranges peel has a rough texture and the inside has a bumpy texture.

Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder

I look forward to it every year. The dazzling lights, the memories it brings. Nothing compares to the beauty of my tree. It's the same every year, a small plastic tree, no taller then a fourth grader. We can never buy a real tree because of my family's allergies, but I like it that way. I never have to watch a perfect tree get shredded into smithereens, I only have to pack it up and say "Goodbye till next year."

It pales in comparison to the elegant trees in fancy hotel, or even my neighbors, but it's wonderful in it's own way. My tree has bendable branches, that my siblings and I would maneuver so it could house our nativity. The branches tend to bend downwards, due to the overwhelming amount of ornaments we pile on it.

Some years we put a toy train set under it that my grandparents gifted to my family when I was very young. But, my parents didn't want us to believe in him, hence the reason it made a seldom appearance.

My tree may be shedding, it's tree skirt may be worn, and it's ornaments may be mis-matched and tacky. But nothing compares to the beauty of my tree.