Thursday, August 7, 2008

Tell me a new story!

Some of the most fun blog topics we've had in the past were the "Tell me a story" topics. To see those blogs, read the responses, and add your comments, visit these links: May 21st blog, June 3rd blog, and July 2nd blog.

So let's have a little more fun with this! I'll start you off with a portion of a sentence. From there, you can take the story in any direction. Remember to be creative and correctly write your sentences. Everyone should start with the part you see below.

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As Mrs. Andrews sat at her 95th birthday party, she started to...

9 comments:

Kim Gates said...

As Mrs. Andrews sat at her 95th birthday party, she started to recall the time she was a ballerina who danced all over the world. Her travels took her throughout Europe and Asia. It was in China where she met her husband, the emperor, and became part of Chinese royalty.

Anonymous said...

As Mrs. Andrews sat at her 95th birthday party, she started to remanisce the days when she was a little girl. Her dream was to be a great wife and a wonderful mom, and hopefully one day live up to see her great grandkids. She realizes that all of that was right there in front of her, even after life's hardships and struggles she was still able to make and and feel accomplished.


Tais M.

Anonymous said...

As Mrs.Andrews sat at her 95th birthday party, she started to reflect on the good times, the times when she was full of spunk and energy and being able to do any task that presented it self, now all that has passed, and all she can do now is just enjoy life's splender as the day's goes by.

Sheila W.

Anonymous said...

As Mrs. Andrews sat at her 95th birthday party,she started to tap her foot to the music.It brought a smile to her face,she looked like a young girl again.
Her good looking son came over and asked her to dance.She gladly accepted and was on the dance floor within minutes having the time of her life.The band played Happy Birthday and everyone clapped and sang.

Michele T.

Anonymous said...

As Mrs. Andrews sat at her 95th birthday party she started to cry. When her friends asked what was wrong she merely shook her head. How could she explain that this surprise party they had thrown reminded her of the one where she had met her husband, and that it served to remind her that he was no longer there. She felt a sudden tightness but then it was gone and Elmer stood there holding out his hand, she took it and they went into eternity. Vivica Andrews 1905-2000 R.I.P

Anonymous said...

As Mrs. Andrews sat at her 95th birthday party, she starred off in the distance remembering the days of her youth. She remembered her sixteenth birthday and all the fun she had dancing and laughing with her friends. She longed for those days. It was very hard for Mrs. Andrews to adjust to the fact that she was 95. She was still very young at heart but her body could no longer do the things she longed to do.

Alicia said...
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Alicia said...

As Mrs. Andrews sat at her 95th birthday party, she started to cry, hoping, and praying that this day would never end. As soon as she realize, that one day this will all be over, she started to remember her past and all that she had been through. Mrs. Andrews call everyone at the party that day and started talking to them about the opportunities in life, and remind them that it is never too late to accomplish what ever you want and never let anyone or anything get in the way of your dreams. She also told us that one day she is not going to be around, so we should take care of each order and remember love one another and hold your hand up high. After she finishes talking Mrs. Andrews say, remember hold your up high and let nothing stand in the way of your dreams. Love you all!

Alicia

Anonymous said...

As Mrs. Andrews sat at her 95th birthday party, she started to tell us stories about how she communicated with her family before and how she does it now. She went from writing letters to personal e-mails. Something that she never dreamed before.

Maria Rodriguez-Trelles