Max: Minecraft Bridge Project

I am working on a Minecraft bridge project.  I want to make another bridge over that bridge.  My bridge is made out of wooden planks.  Here is a drawing I made in my project book of the bridge.

Here is a picture of me with the first part of the bridge I built on Minecraft.

Connor: Projects I'm Working On.

As I haven't yet posted my planned projects allow me to get you caught up.  I am studying mythology, specifically I am studying Shinto mythology.  It's quite interesting, for instance unlike many religions of the time, and all the modern religions, Shinto states that gods can die and are created in the same way as human beings.  They focus most of their tales on animals and human kind's interactions with them.  Two of the three main gods are Amaterasu, goddess of the sun and reigning god.  Susano, god of the sea whom had tried to take his sister's place as the reigning god.
  I also started watching a documentary about the gruesome French Revolution.  Which covered the early lives of the people involved right up to their deaths by guillotine.  The leader of the revolution was a man named Maximilien de Robespierre, who had at first opposed the use of the guillotine.  However he agreed that it should be used to behead King Louis XVI.
  Another thing I am working on is figuring out how to make a video game.  So far this is going quite well, even though I have not actually started on making the game, the research is quite important.

Mason: Japanese Project

One of my other projects is to learn how to speak Japanese.  Here is my progress on speaking Japanese. My mom and I have found an online program that works for me, it is not hard or confusing.  I have already learned a lot from it and I am really excited. Here are some words I have learned so far:

dog- inu
cat- neko
homework- shukudai
yes- hai

I have also learned how to count to 10. The next step in the project is that mom is going to buy the book that goes with the website, which is called YesJapan, and she will help me with it so that I can speak and write Japanese.

Marney: Swim Project

I have been working on a few projects. You have seen one of them, the paper mache project, which I have done more on. I have also been working on writing nicer. One of my big projects is working on my swimming. I have a swim meet coming up in September, it is in Round Rock. I will be swimming 100 butterfly, 100 backstroke, 50 freestyle, 50 breast stroke and 100 IM. A IM is when you swim fly, back, breast and free. I am pretty good at 100 IMs. You get really tired after it because it has fly in it and you have to work really hard when swimming a 100 IM. I love swimming. One of my other projects that I want to do is start a home school swim team with people that are interested in swimming and do not want to pay that much money. I have a bit of a plan for that. I want to post about it on Facebook and ask people if they are interested. Before I do that I need to figure out where it would be, how much it would cost and some workouts. I was thinking I could research some easy workouts and some hard workouts. I could help people and I would be the coach. I have been practicing by helping Max and Kiki with their swimming.

Gabe: Woodworking Project

My project for school is Woodworking!! I have always been interested in starting to do some woodworking, but I have never been motivated to do it.  So I never did it and finally, I have found a way to do it.  So I will be working on making things like swords, fruit and airplanes out of wood. Here is a list of all the things I am going to make for this project:

Strawberry 

Airplane

Sword  

Handgun

Shotgun

Tool box

Chair

3D Self Portrait 

Dragon Fruit

Rocking chair 

Suit Of Armor

I have not started building yet, but when I do I will post pictures!!!!!!!!!!!!!  First, I will learn how to use the tools.  I know a homeschool kid who is really good at woodworking and has some tools so I am going to ask him to teach me how to use the tools.  I want to learn to use sanders, jigsaws, nail guns and the dremmel.

  

Kiki: Project Ideas

We are making projects for school.  I am really excited about my projects, they will be fun.  These are my projects so far:  I want to learn how to make finger print art, I am going to research about famous artists and I want to plant a flower bed.  For the flower bed I want to plant daisies, morning glories and marigolds.  For the finger print art I want to make a self portrait and I want to look at famous finger print art.  For researching famous artists I want to research different types of artists every time. Today I researched an artist named Wassily Kandisky.  He is from Russia.  Here is one of his paintings that I really like.  I like it because it is abstract and colorful.  He made it in 1911, that is 102 years ago!

Marney: Paper Mache Project

We started school up this week and there is this thing we do now where you can make something, research something or learn something by yourself. We are calling it projects and we got a whole book to write ideas. I have a few ideas, one of them is make a sculpture of a swimming pool out of paper mache. I have covered one whole area of the box I am using and I will paint it blue and have lane ropes and people in the pool. I might even makes life guards on the side of the pool. I am using a cardboard box, newspaper, flour and water. It is really sticky and I get it all up and down my arms when I work on the paper mache.  I like making projects and that is why I am happy with this idea.  Here is what it looks like so far.

Mason: Project Ideas

This week for school everyone made ideas for projects they would like to do. Here are the projects I came up with that I am interested in:  learn to drive, model making, scuba diving, study marine biology and speak Japanese.  I am excited to learn to drive. Mom is going to help me figure out what I have to do to learn to drive.  I am also starting my model making project.  First I am looking for model kits for beginners.  I'm interested in building some kind of vehicle.  I like this old airplane from Pearl Harbor called the Tiger Shark.  I did some research and people said it was a good kit for starters so we are ordering it to try out.

Connor: Adventures Of The Leopard: The Origin of The Leopard

It started years ago.  At the time I was just a blond boy of about six.  I remember everything, the screaming, the blood, my own bitter tears as I realized my parents were dead.  For days I cried and wished that this hadn't happened to me, that my parents hadn't been murdered by some lowlife criminal.  I recall his face, he had black hair, blue eyes, and yellow teeth.  He wore a brown cloak and a mask, probably nothing more than a mugger who got a lucky shot.  His eyes were cold, but not unfeeling, he seemed to fear that the cops were after him.  His yellow teeth showed in an ugly frown as he ran into the night.

   After that event, I ended up in an orphanage, it was a nice enough place.  I made some friends in this place, the three girls who became my friends and later allies.  Ashley was fifteen, making her the oldest among us, her red flowing hair was shoulder length, no shorter.  Ashley had brown eyes and was always willing to listen to our problems.  Beth was the second oldest, about thirteen, she had green eyes and black hair.  Beth was an orphan for as long as she could remember, having taken out her frustration on buildings around her.  She was an artist, and a brilliant one at that, she drew designs on our shirts, each design matching our personalities.  Cindy, the youngest of the three, was only three years older than me.  Cindy spent her time going on adventures and exploring the area around our orphanage.  Her long golden hair was always down, unlike Ashley who wore her hair in a pony tail.  She had amber eyes and almost always smiled.

   Eventually she walked in, a rich woman with green hair.  This woman, known as Linda Rogers, was the richest woman in the city.  This was the first time one of my friends left the orphanage, and it would not be the last.  Ashley was the first to be adopted, then after a few years Beth was adopted by Linda.  I heard from Ashley often, as she kept in touch with Cindy and I, but I later found out the fate that met Beth.  Cindy was next to be adopted, and I became lonely as Linda had taken all my friends.  I felt like I would never be adopted, but eventually Linda took me in as well.  After a ride to her mansion in her limo, she took me to a hidden location on her property.  Here she handed me a costume and instructed me to go change into it.  The outfit was of an orange color, to offset her grey outfit.  Mine had a giant letter C emblazoned on the chest, the C stood for Cub.  She called herself Madame Aye Aye and explained what happened to the previous Cubs.  Ashley went on to become Dark Claw, Beth died before her work with Linda was over, and Cindy was hospitalized, but lived unable to fight crime.

    I spent the next ten years training with Madame Aye Aye.  We fought crime and took down many villains, all were pretty pathetic.  Eventually I left the duo and was subsequently replaced by a new cub.  When I left I went to work with Ashley, doing the exact same thing.  This worked out quite well, although I went by a new name, Ocelot.  As Ocelot I had fought alongside Ashley for years, later she told me she worked best alone.  I was now solo, and desperate to join a team of heroes.  The team I joined was called the Band of Sidekicks, and most of my new allies weren't solo.  I left after two years due to differences from the group, I was completely solo now and I embraced it.  I became a hero know only as Leopard Man.  I wore only orange with black dots as my super costume and had inherited my parent's wealth which equaled Linda's exactly.  I looked at my family tree, a piece of paper my parents left in a safe with the money in our mansion.  I looked at the family tree and set a picture down next to it.  I would never forget the start of my superhero career, working with my aunt Linda.

Connor: The Way The Empire Crumbles

We stood before the representative of Nova Britannia.  The Nova Britannian people united as one standing before the governor, Marcus Antonius LVI.  Our overlord and true leader stood across the Atlantic in Rome.  We were ruled over by Gaius Julius Caesar XCIX.  He went by the name of his ancestor, Julius Caesar, the original emperor.  Millions of years ago Julius Caesar had ruled, he thwarted an attempted murder by Brutus then later a revolution.  Now here we stood looking our representative in the face.  Marcus was by all means a just and noble leader for the people of New Rome, not quite as harsh as Lady Claudia of Britannia.
My name was Tullius Celsus, my appearance gave the impression that I was average, but I would soon become a hero.  Lady Claudia, my cousin, was appointed governess of Britannia by our brilliant emperor.  I was slowly growing sick of Julius's reign, unfortunately I was to remain here under my his orders.  I knew that eventually the power-mad emperor, my grandfather, would have me slain.  In my little and inevitably short exile I had been forced to take my father's last name.  I, Tullius, son of Marius and Julia XCI, had a brilliant plan to either take over the empire or eliminate it.
I wrote letters to my cousin as often as I could, but I always wrote in code so that my letters could only be read by her.  It had been ten months since I received her last letter, and it wasn't written in her hand writing.  I fear my grandfather had found out, or worse that she was dead.  The letter was strange, not in the code nor in any language I knew.  I had also been communicating with the princess of Egypt Cleopatra XLVI.  We had plans to meet up in person at the next convention.  We were planing my rise to power one year before we were to be married.
Cleo and I met up the next summer in Nova Graecia.  There we got married and moved toward the Imperial city of Rome.  I brought swords daggers and other such pointy and deadly objects, while Cleo had brought soldiers from her country in a giant wooden Lotus.  I climbed inside the false flower and rode toward the throne.  My grandfather and his guards moved us into the city, positive that the lotus statue was a gift.  When the guards lowered their guard and slept I lead my soldiers toward the my grandfather's sleeping quarters.  "Carefull men." I whispered as we walked on "We don't want to kill any civilians, guards, nobles, or poets.  We are here to kill Gaius Julius Caesar XCIX!"  Soon we were in the emperor's chambers, most of my soldeiers fled in fear.  I was left alone to do the work of an assassin, I was a noble doing an assassin's job.  Unfortunately he woke up while I was standing over him with a sword.  I whispered to him, as there were no guards in the room, "I have come to claim the throne, grandfather.  You will either surrender it or be killed!"  He chose to fight back, but he was old and frail,  This old man was too weak to defend himself.  Rome needed a more capable ruler.  As such I ran the dagger through his chest and decapitated him with the sword.
I had succeeded I was the new ruler of Rome.  I stood triumphant over the corpse of the old emperor and wept, for I hadn't thought he would fight back.  My plans were for him to surrender, but here he lay, bloody and deceased in his bedroom.  I looked around for a place to hide the tools of my triumph, after washing the blood off of course.  When the guards came in they were shocked, I told them "I am Tullius Celsus, your new emperor!"  It wasn't until Cleo and her soldiers walked in that I realized, she didn't want to help me gain power.  She wanted to end the empire, and here I stood, disarmed, and weak from battle.  I was shoved to the ground by one of her soldiers as she slit my throat.  My last glimpse was of her face, frowning and unhappy.  The last thing I ever felt and would ever feel was betrayal as she slit my throat.  The End

Gabe: The LARP

      The Larp

Gabe Jones

          One day a man named Bentley wanted to go to an end of the world comic con. It was called end of the world because you where supposed to go all out.  When he got ready he dressed as The Flash. He got his dog dressed as The Beast. He is a Teacher so he has his gun but he put in knockout darts instead of bullets.  He grabbed a nice, big, hot, juicy cup of coffee.  He got a yummy burger for his dog. Then they got in their shining new KIA and walked out the door.
        When he got there there was a big, ugly guy in a Orc costume.  He joined a larping(Live action role playing) Game with other people. There were two teams, The ham(the other team) and the awesomeness(Our team!).We had five people on our team Jeff, Kim,Kenny,Max and Jerry. I was the heavy so I had a awesome warhammer I ran out and just crushed the other team. Kim and Jerry were the archers so they both shot the same guy and killed him with their foam arrows. But then Jeff,Max and Kenny got crushed by the other heavy's warhammer. It was just kim and I and two of them, So I went out shot a bow at one and killed him then did a matrix move and stabbed the other. WE WON!!!
       We had a lot of fun but we also won. Then we bought a BIG robot and and led hula hoop for my dog. Then I started to leave and it was great. A women ran at me with a knife!So I shot her and the took the knife. It was a really really good day.

     

       THE END

Gabe: My Garden

This spring I made a mostly basil garden to make lots and lots of pesto!! I planted lots of plants like tomatoes and peppers. Here they are.

 This is the Asparagus 

The Thai basil 

 This is the rose bush

 CLOSE UP!!

 Zucchini 

 Peppers 

 Grapes!!

 Boxwood basil

Big Basil

Connor: Life of the Last True Pharaoh

I grew up in Cairo, Egypt.  My surroundings generally involved servants, slaves, nobility, or foreign diplomats and lots of sand.  I stood in the bustling city and stared at the civilians, toga clad priests and priestesses of the gods, workers scurrying about like locusts, and of course father's government officials telling people how to live their lives.  I was standing there when one of our guards, a tan man in his twenties, said "Young prince, your father requests that you come in and pray to Aten."  Reluctantly I agreed and the guard led me back to the palace.
Amenhotep IV, or Akhenaten, was my father's name.  As we didn't quite get along I only referred to him by name.  There were many reasons I didn't like him.  The most prominent being that he tried to completely undermine centuries of tradition.  He insisted that Aten, a god of his own creation, was the only god.  Father had successfully created a cult in his own kingdom.  This monotheistic cult was not one of which I approved, but I put up with it.
  Mother was slightly less strict, although being queen of Egypt and my father's wife couldn't be easy.  Her name was Nefertiti and she reigned as my father's favorite wife.  She, like my father, also pushed for this new religion, but she was more lenient on the subject of worshiping other gods in the palace.  She was beautiful, or maybe that is just the blind opinion a young boy has of his mother.  They both communicated easily with the Greek delegates.
Following my father's death, and his burial rites that entailed being protected by Aten, my mother fell ill.  Once both were deceased, I as the eldest son took to the throne at a young age.  After I became king of Upper and Lower Egypt I went directly to an oracle.  When i asked of what my future held she said "I see death of a wound, a man sits on the throne with a grin, You will be murdered at the age of eighteen."  I was depressed to know my end would come in my eighteenth year.
For the next eight years I lived happily with my wife.  I was seventeen at this point and knowing death was a year away I went to the oracle again.  "Ah" she said "the ghost king returns.  What shall you ask of me today Pharaoh?"
I looked into her dark green eyes and said "You told me of my personal future now tell me that of Egypt!  What will become of my kingdom?"  I asked this with dread and fear as if this answer could mean the end of my home.
She breathed in the hot Egyptian air and said "I see a man from Greece, He shall prove to our people his worth, he shall create a prosperous dynasty."  I walked away from this prediction a little happier than before.  Then I realized I hadn't asked for any particular time.  For months I had pondered this answer with more questions arising.  Next thing I knew I was out hunting ostrich with Ay and Horemheb and came home with a wound, caused by Ay's lousy aiming.  Before long I had malaria as well then I understood my fate, the wound was no accident this was how I'd die.
I stood in the room of the weighing of the heart in front of the scale and the feather.  Next to me stood Anubis, master of mummification, and Amut, the monster that consumes the heart of the damned.  My heart weighed against the feather was light and so I traveled to the afterlife.  This world after resembled home so much that I could of sworn I never left.  Suddenly a man walked into view wearing the typical armor of a Greek.  I understood enough of his language to know he was called Alexander the Great.  He visited my tomb and praised me, then left.  He carried himself like a true son of Horus, a true god among men.

Connor: The Tale of Sir Robin of Loxley

         The Tale of Sir Robin of Loxley

   By Connor M. Jones

It was an average day at first.  I, a rich noble, had enjoyed sitting around in my estate.  As was my job, I taxed the villagers of Loxley.  It was the late 12th century and the king was going on crusade.  My family had been friends with the royal family for centuries.  As such it was assumed that princess Maid Marian and I would fall in love.  My name was Robin and this is my tale.
           I had gotten permission from King Richard to hunt the royal deer.  When I did so, however, I was set upon by the sheriff's men.  The scoundrels said that I had no business in Sherwood forest hunting the king's deer.  Later I got John, the king's younger brother, to help me out of this mess.  John was a nice person, even if he did believe that he and Richard were above the law.
         When I got home I saw that the villagers, whom I'd often donated small amounts of my own money, were starving from all the taxes.  John, whom Richard left in charge, had been taxing my people and much of England.  As for who collected those taxes in the king's name, it was the Sheriff of Nottingham.  At this point I had had it with that sheriff and left the village with a good sum of gold.  I took my best green garment, a hat with a yellow feather, a bow, and with these belongings I ran off into Sherwood Forest.  I went about in multiple disguises giving out money to the poor of England, and when my gold dwindled I stole from John.  Soon there was a price on my head and the posters called me Robin Hood, after that the name stuck.
                    Eventually I heard that the sheriff was in charge of keeping a watchful eye over Maid Marian, I also heard that the same sheriff locked her away in a tower.  As I was alone at the time I couldn't quite pull off a jailbreak.  I also heard that a knight by name of Sir Guy of Gisborn was hired to find and kill me, but I was sneaky and cunning.  Fortunately Marian had been trained in swordplay by her father, Unfortunately the sheriff was no doubt keeping her away from swords.  Soon enough I had my band of merry men including John Little, whose name was often made fun of by friend and foe.
         My band of about a thousand men and I moved toward the castle where Marian was being held.  We carried swords, maces, bows, arrows, and other such weapons.  We traveled for a while before we ran into Sir Guy, who then challenged me to a sword fight.  Being a gentleman I had to agree to duel him, even though he decided to duel to the death.  The duel began he swung the sword at me and I parried, next I swung at him and he blocked it with his shield.  The battle continued in this manner, until his shield was wrenched from his hand.  We continued to swing and parry until I managed, with a lucky strike I might add, to decapitate the poor fellow.  Twas his fault, for he should have known not to challenge me to such a duel.  I am just as good with a sword as I am with a bow and arrow.
       Upon reaching the castle, we subdued the guards and proceeded to tie a rope to an arrow and shoot the arrow at the piece of wood under the window.  After that I tugged the rope to make sure it was secure and went about climbing.  Eventually I got to the room, but in front of me was the obese sheriff himself.  We had a quick little duel and soon he was running away in fear, or to get something more effective.  I got to Maid Marian, who was already turning a leg of a chair into a sharp stick.  Until she realized that I had come to get her out she held the stake to my throat.  Soon, after she put the stick away, we were running to get out.  I sent Marian down the rope first and as she climbed I found myself face to face with the sheriff.
        Again I fought the sheriff, only this time I had been wounded, he brought the sword down and gave me a large gash on my arm.  Fortunately it was not the arm I use to handle a sword and thus again I sent him running off to John.  Soon enough I saw John walk in wearing an elegant robe and the crown.  He looked at me and, like Marian, recognized me quickly the prince drew a broadsword and went crazy trying to murder me.  I did the one thing I could possibly do, I ran and jumped out the window.  Seeing as I gave Marian enough time to reach the ground in the gigantic pink dress she was wearing, I had no trouble falling out the window.  Fortunately I was caught by Maid Marian and we all escaped back to Sherwood Forest.  Once there, my wounds were tended to, Alan-a-Dale sang of our heroic escapades, and I married Maid Marian, who insisted that we move back to my small castle in Loxley.  Years later when King Richard returned he pardoned me for my crimes against the crown and the murder of Sir Guy.  A few years later, the rightful king we had waited for years to return passed away and John was once again on the throne.  At least now things wouldn't be as bad, or so it seemed.

Marney: Swimming

I have been on the longhorn aquatics swimming at Galloway Hammond for a while now and I wanted to tell you guys about what I have been doing in swim lately.  I missed a whole week a week ago because I was sick but now I am better and started going back.  I am very happy because I have a swim meet coming up and I had one a few weeks ago but it was not that exiting because there were not as much people. But now I am going to have more people there because it is a whole school.  Last practice I had to swim though hula hoops we put the hula hoops in the water and had to swim passed them without touching them I liked that the most because It was new for me and I wanted to do something new and not keep doing the same thing every day I go to swim.  But then i had to swim 16 laps of butterfly and them I kicked 12 laps of freestyle and then I swam 19 laps of backstroke then class was over and i had a great time I hope That we keep doing cool things like that in swim and I really want to do butterfly to get even better with them. 

Connor: Weekly Blog #1

The French Vampire's Convention

By Connor M. Jones

                       With the comic con in town the streets of Austin were in chaos.  Doctors, daleks, Batmen, and Spidermen roamed the streets.  I was the only one not dressed as a fictional being.  My red eyes and elongated canines shone splendidly.  I was a vampire, I came to the country in life as a man named Rene Robert Cavelier.  I was French, but over the centuries I learned to speak fluent English, however I still had a French accent.  I watched as new people entered my city and ran rampant.  I had taken up living or un-living in the Austin museum of art.
       One night I flew from my hideout to the area of the comic con.  There I saw two women dressed as Thor and Loki respectively, from Marvel comics.  I swooped in from the ceiling and bit one of them, draining little blood, but gaining enough to keep me in this undead state.  Once my vampiric Thor awoke she was attacked by the con's security.  In this day and age everyone thinks that sunlight is a sure fire way to kill our kind, so the guards tied her up outside and waited for the sun to come up.  In the morning I traveled about among the nerds and geeks.  I stood next to yet another Thor and, on the opposite side, a Doctor/ time lord.  Neither of my two walking companions knew what or who I was.  Once I found a dark secluded area I hid, waiting for my chance at more blood or another minion.
         I had gotten lucky as my Thor minion had returned from her brush with the guards.  We exchanged a few words of French and separated.  I went left and she went right, unfortunately I ran into a group of Live Action Roleplayers.  Apparently they were playing a game called Vampire: The Masquerade and were unaware that I was a true vampire.  I quickly ran and then flew away from the mortals, one of whom kept trying to hand me pizza.  Soon I was away and could plot the end of all life in this convention.  I lifted from my pocket a vial with two words: Red Death.  I soon had on a crimson mask as well and was walking about the con giving little breaths of the disease to all I passed.
         My victims coughed up the precious liquid from their lungs.  A perfect way to get something to drink.  Soon I had infected the half the con and anyone who didn't get it was turned into a vampire.  My kind and I thrived and we would have kept thriving.  Unfortunately the humans got smart and hired expert vampire hunters after the red death had passed.  My Thor minion was the first to feel a stake, followed by the woman in the Loki costume.  I was the last to meet a gruesome end, the mortals seized me and tied me to a pyre.  As the sun came up they lit the wood on fire and backed away as the building I used for cover crumbled and decapitated me.  I died for the last time of fire and decapitation, a terrible way for a blood sucking monster like me to go.  However I swore my revenge, no matter how pointless a gesture it was.

Avery Jones: Weekly Blog

One day I decided to go to Comic Con. I was dressed as my favorite super hero, Batman. I had the whole outfit (cape, tights, mask, etc.).  As I walked around I kept seeing these girls. They were dressed as Thor and Loki. They had amazing costumes and they looked amazing in the costumes. But there was this weird thing about them. They loved to pose for pictures. But not like pretty poses. They were just..... how do I explain this? They were..... awkward. Whenever someone wanted a picture of or with them they would stand there slouched over and have no expression on their faces. I thought it was strange so I asked why they did that.

       "It's the cool thing that's going around", they would say, "It's like fetch. These are the cool things going around lately."

       "But, no offence or anything, you guys just look a little bit awkward when you pose like that for the camera. Not a bit, really, you look very awkward in your pictures."

       "No we don't! We look fabulous! We practiced our poses for 3 hours straight! We know what we are doing and we know we look pretty darn good."

       They were very confident in their "posing", so I stopped and let them be. I watched them the rest of the day. Not to sound like a stalker or anything. I just wanted to see if they came up with anything new for their photos. Every now and then they would smile or put their hand on their hip, but that was about it. 

       But as I watched them I began to understand why they posed like this. When you think about it for a while and watch them for 2 hours straight then you understand the beauty of their poses. It was amazing. It was like the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life.

       I thought to myself, gosh, only if I could pose like that.

       I tried a few times to get the poses down . But nothing worked. Was I doing something wrong? After a bit of practice the girls noticed and came up to me. They showed me the correct way to position my back and how to get the right expression on my face. After 4 hours of help and hard practice I had it down. And I, Jeff Colman, then became a famous male model from that day on.

THE END

Blog of the Week: March 4, 2013

We're officially back to weekly blogging!  We've been off for a while, so I'm going easy on you.  Write a story about the following picture.  It can be as long or as short as you want.  Just make sure that the scene in the picture is included in your story.  Welcome back!

The Dragons Attack (Part 3) by Max

The dragons attacked the city.  The people ran away to New York the city.  The dragons flew to the castle back to their home.  The End (or is it?)

The Dragons Attack (part 2) By Max

The dragons went to a city and a big, big, giant came to say, "God will come down in a few hours.  So the dragons must leave."  So then the giant walked away before God came down.  The End.  Or is it?