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Earth Hour

 Hello!
  Tomorrow is Earth Hour Day. Australia started this campaign and now over 130 countries are joining it. It started because of the amount of electricity we use. Just turn off all your lights in your house for 1hour. Just do this and you are helping in saving the world! Also try to spread the idea to others.

Ode to my banana

An Ode

Radio Announcer: Thank you for tuning in today. We are here in GLPS to celebrate National Poetry Month. In just a moment, the nation's poet laureate,my banana, will read a poem about a(n) banana. And here is my  banana .

my  banana : Thank you, everyone. This is a very crazy poem I wrote about a(n) banana.

An Ode to a(n) banana

A banana is as big and stupid.
It reminds me of small brains murdering.
O, the banana. O, the banana!
What do weird people think when they see you for the first time?
Perhaps they know there are happy days ahead.
O, the banana. O, the banana!
For some, you are fat, but for others, you are brain-damaged.
If we are killing, we pause when we think of you.
May you always exist.
O, the banana. O, the banana!
The end.

Radio Announcer: On behalf of the poets, thank you for existing.

Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter essay

                                             Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter

      In this movie by 김기덕 , (during the spring part) a boy monk ties a frog , a snake, and a fish to a small rock. They have immense difficulty and the fish and snake die because of the rock. An older monk ties him to a rock the size of his arm trying to teach him to learn the same way. He orders him to find the animals. He frees the frog and bury the rest. I have a same experience. 

      A year ago in summer break, I brought a few small crabs from some wetlands. It died in 1 week. If I had left there it probably lived for a few more months. I feel sorry for the crabs. I learned not to play with nature after that. Because my mom first recommended it, I didn`t get any punishment. I hadn`t known the consequences. So I don`t think I deserve the punishment. 

       Also I have witnessed and have prevented the same crime on that same day. A six- year- boy was playing with a crab and was about to kill it. I told the boy not to do it and kept an eye on him. After a few warnings, he stopped. I am still proud of that moment when I think of it now. 

        In my opinion of the movie, I think the old monk was a little too harsh. He should have told him to find the animals without the rope. Some parts were weird though. The old monk appearing on the land when there was no boat, turning candles of with his hand, and the bedroom with no walls. I will recommend only the first 15min to kids. The rest, my teacher says is for adults.

Metafiction

On a dark stormy night, a man woke up from his sleep. He was a little psychic, so he predicted that he would have a bad future. He got himself some bodyguards.    It was another dark stormy night. The man was in a room. the eletricity was out. There were some strange noises.
Especially from the bathroom. The man was rich and the bathroom was as big as usual person's house and it was creepy. He couldn't go in because there was no eletricity but he really needed it so he went in there..
The man couldn't see anything. Creepy sounds continued . Then he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned slowly.....
   He saw 2 red lights flying towards him. He was so scared that he ran around like a mad bull and he fell asleep. When he woke up, he was in a very creepy room with a rifel besides him.
    " Hmm... am I still dreaming? He looked at the rifel. "I'm dreaming surely". He said. Then he heared a voice.
"You are not dreaming" "you are dreaming inside a dream". The voice said.
    "What?!" "Wake me up! Wake me up!" The man shouted in horror.Then from his back, a rifel hit him and the poor man fell asleep yet again....
    When the man woke up in the real world, he tried not to dream. But he did.  he was in the space shuttle. An idiot passanger pushed the man out. He died in the dream. Maybe it was real or it could have been a dream inside a dream.   
   In the real world this man didn`t die. He just fell into a coma. When he didn`t go to his regular CEO seat, people started to worry. The man was not a social person but he was good at making money. So the Co-president became president. The company`s money fell but they were happy for the freedom. 
   Meanwhile his family hated him as well but they carried him of to the hospital. The doctor said there was no hope of him living. They buried him and had a funeral. You know how many people came? ! . His mother.
She didn`t cry. She only cursed him. So he died not happily ever after.
                                                          THE END

Chainwriting : If I were an Alien

 If I were an alien, l would be working at the time. Many books claim that aliens are ahead  us in technology. My dream is to be a writer. I want to write a book that says aliens are behind us in technology. I was sweating. We were building as castle. I yelled a to others who were resting. I spoke English. It was the name of the language a skin colored alien had transfered to us. Legend has it that the same alien was coming today. We were building a castle for our race`s savior.
      For the sake of our reader, I will explain things I eat. Mostly I eat the parasite race. They are not as intelligent as us so we eat them. We named our planet Mars, as the alien told us to do. Inside the canyon there are many healthy things. The parasites eat them and we eat them. They aren`t tasty but they are the only things to eat. We rarely have roots of a delicious plant. My body color is blue and whoever sees or imagines us with their bare eyes will turn into our race. Our developed lungs, as the alien says, can make air with only a slight bit of air. We can see the huge blue ball that is slowly turns black. It is scary. The alien who often visits often has water flowing from his eyes, saying that he is the last human alive. I don`t know what it means but it looks like it isn`t good.
     What is happening! I was writing this story and I`m changing into the same alien race on Mars!!!!

     Help!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!