This year got off to a rough start. He missed his first grade buddies, most of which were not in his new class. He missed his first grade teacher. Thankfully things have gotten better since Christmas, and he has gotten a chance to do some creative writing. Have I mentioned that Ben wants to be an author someday? He and his brother are currently writing a book together. I love my boys.
Ben's writing is still funny and creative, just like last year, so I thought I would share...
A Poem
Ben's writing is still funny and creative, just like last year, so I thought I would share...
A Poem
A Short Story (I wouldn't read it if you have a weak stomach...) 
(Btw, while he does tend to get air sick, he combined parts of a bunch of different flights into one story - except his dad never called him strange. Ben just thought that would be funny. The story is at the bottom if you can't make it out here.)
And quite possibly the best fractions assignment evah.
And quite possibly the best fractions assignment evah.
(For those of you who can't read it: "2/3 of the darth vaders have light sabers." Love it.)
And I love this boy.
And I love this boy.
The Crazy Airplane Ride
It was a strange day on an airplane. I was with my dad when he told me we were going on a plane. He took me to the air port. Unforchunatly we got to the air port early. I was bored. So I read a little. Then I got really bored. Then we talked a little. Then I got even more bored. Then I Played with my toys for a little bit, and I got SUPER BORED! Then I wached tv until we got on the plane. When I got on the plane I bored again so I played with my toys again. Then they put on a movie. the movie was called Kung Fu Panda. Then Then the gave me a sticker book to intertain me until lunch. When lunch was served, I ate everything exept the rice. I ate the bread, chicken, tomatos and corn. My dad argued me to eat my rice. Finally I decided to eat my rice. When I did I threw up all over the plane. It was a big mess! It was icky! I hated throwing up. It wasn't fun. My dad went to tell the workers on the plane. I got a big drink of water. I felt like I was going to pass out. My dad took me to the rest room while the workers on the plane cleaned up my throw up. I stayed in the rest room for a long time finally I went back to my seat then we arived at China my dad called me "Strange." now I will never eat rice again.
It was a strange day on an airplane. I was with my dad when he told me we were going on a plane. He took me to the air port. Unforchunatly we got to the air port early. I was bored. So I read a little. Then I got really bored. Then we talked a little. Then I got even more bored. Then I Played with my toys for a little bit, and I got SUPER BORED! Then I wached tv until we got on the plane. When I got on the plane I bored again so I played with my toys again. Then they put on a movie. the movie was called Kung Fu Panda. Then Then the gave me a sticker book to intertain me until lunch. When lunch was served, I ate everything exept the rice. I ate the bread, chicken, tomatos and corn. My dad argued me to eat my rice. Finally I decided to eat my rice. When I did I threw up all over the plane. It was a big mess! It was icky! I hated throwing up. It wasn't fun. My dad went to tell the workers on the plane. I got a big drink of water. I felt like I was going to pass out. My dad took me to the rest room while the workers on the plane cleaned up my throw up. I stayed in the rest room for a long time finally I went back to my seat then we arived at China my dad called me "Strange." now I will never eat rice again.
1 comment:
clearly you are doing an awesome job at raising such a creative boy!!! LOVE the poem!
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