Character Scethch/The White Stallion

She is Gretchen.
She is sensitive.
She is cofident.
Mature.
Smart.
Brave.

The Joy of Riding

My favorite sport is hosebackriding. I love horses so I decided to ride them. I enjoy it more than enything.

Riding makes you very strong. Espesially your legs and thighs. In a way its good for arms too. Pulling the stirrip leathers and tighting the girth is hard but it makes you stronger. Its fun to be the boss of your horse, but very hard. My riding school is big and near rich places. I ride in spring, fall, and summer. My teachers name is Sheila. I am In Intemediate II or Walk, Trot, Canter Advanced class.

My favorite horse is a Thorobred named Buffer. He is slow. He used to be a race horse. Now he is slow and hard to train and control. I suggest this sport to anyone ho is not afraid of heights.

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My name is Mary O'Filihaun. I am telling you this story about my friend and I. It takes place in eighteen sixty-four (1864) in England. I lived on Charles Way. I loved my street. It bakced into the woods and ended at the moor. A moor is a huge feild with vines and heather growing in it. Its quite ugly in winter and dull weather. But let me get on with the story. My friend, Amanda, lives on Mayor Ct. A block away. Amanda and I loved gardens. We still do. Now, up here in heaven we have gardens to remember this Breathtaking experience. We were walking along the moor one sunny day. Amanda was in a happy mood. She was smiling and whirling around. Suddenly she said, "let's go to the Cathedril gardens." I looked happy as added "lets go into the Catherdil also. Its so creepy on Saturdays when no ones there." Amanda gave me a wink and a smile then said, "Great, come on." We ran as fast as we could across the moor, into the woods, out of the woods, down my street, and in my house. We were panting with exastion. Mom! I blurted out in confusion. "I mean, Father! Can Amanda and I go to The Catherdril gardens?" My father was in the den smoking a cigar, "yes, but only if your home by seven o'clock. he said. We giggle and left without answering.

An Indian Camp Site

About a year ago we were digging in our yard when mom's shovel got caught on a big rock. She reached down and pulled it out. It was'nt just a rock. it was an axehead carved out of a rock! It had belonged to an Indian! Yesterday an Arcioligest guy came to our house. he said burried under our house was an old Indian Camp site! And There naming it after us and putting it on the historical map! And the axe head was from 700 BC!

Spring

Spring is my favorite time or sesson of the year. Its not to hot and not to cold. Spring is a time for growth and new beginings. The birds come back from the south and lay eggs. Robins begin to hop around on the fresh new grass and in the tall, green trees. New lives come into our world. Baby animals like deers, birds, foxes, bunnies, ducks and many more come. Everything turns bright green and trees start to blossom. Flowers rise from their seeds in the ground. Easter arives on April thrid. I's time to wear lighter clothes. Spring showers in April are refreshing and the rain helps the garden grow. The gardens don't have to be flowers. They can be fruits and vegetables. Vegetable gardens give good food for salads. The sun is here. It's time for a family fun! Later in spring the cherry trees bloom and make sweet pies. The graps make wine and Jelly. Spring is a Lovely, beutiful time.

The Atheletes Club

Christy and the big desison

Christy gave a wrickled letter to her mother. It said:

Dear Miss Tate,

We have the right to belive that you are quaified to become a professinal Ice-Skater. I am ofering you a job with my new ice show. You will be in compititions also. Athough you will have to become a professional. Let me know.

Walt Crookton

Oh Mom, Mom, Mom! Isn't it great. Huh, Hugh.
"Now you know you'll have to work very hard. And you will have to become a proffensinal. You'll never be an amutur again, O.K."
"I know, I know. Right now Ive got to get some rest. I have a compitition tomorowo."
Christy went upstairs. She didn't know what she was getting herself into. The next day came soon. It was the day of the rosehill Chapionship Ice Skaing compitton. Christy was competing against Kara July Jorden, Emily Starrford, February Jorden, and Cortny Ace. Cortny Ace was Christy's Rival. Once the Athlets Club was going let her in but Christy had a fitt. February Jorden was one of Christys best friends.

The people in the club are
February Jorden
July Jorden
Emily Starrford (Star-ford)
Tiffany Ladilaw (lad-i-law)
And Christy Tate.

Christy got herself ready. She was wearing a satin matalic blue skating outfit with pink and light blue sequens and at the edge of the short, blue skirt. There were faux (fake) dimonds on her sholders, chest, and right above her skirt. She put a sweter on and got into her car. Mrs. Tate got in. Christy was to excited to drive so her mother did.

March 7, 88

Election Day

Tomorro is Election Day. I like that day cause it's a no shcool day.