Ethan's Awesome Blog

The story “The Giving Tree” is about a little boy that falls in love with a tree. As the boy grows older and needs more things the tree is happy to give the things the boy needs that the tree can provide until there was nothing left of the tree but a stump. In the end the boy comes back to thank the tree for all it had done to help the boy.

I am thankful for all that my parents do for me. Almost every time I need to go somewhere or nedd to get something for school they always put aside what they are doing to help me in what I need to do. That is why I think my parents are my giving tree.

First talk really loud during class. Next don’t turn in your homework on time. If these don’t work try some of these: Talk about random stuff during the time when you should be working on an assignment; and say that you don’t understand what she was talking about when she was just taught the class a new subject so that she will have to re teach it. If all else fails yell his/her name from across the room and when she/he walks over to you pretend that you never called their name and start talking to another person beside you.

WARNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! These methods are not meant to be used in real life! I wrote them for entertainment and to make into a blog post only.

On Halloween night I went over to my best friend Spencer’s house. I got there at Five-O-Clock and left at about Eleven-Thirty. We had an awesome time. When I got there we carved pumpkins and skateboarded. I was dressed up as dead Billie Joe Armstrong and Spencer was an evil jester. Next we went inside and played Spencer’s Wii.
Once it was dark enough we started trick-or-treating. We trick-or-treated in five different neighborhoods, covered about 3 miles, and got about ten pounds of candy each. When we were on the fifth neighborhood we heard the sound of a car rumbling in the darkness. When the automobile got closer we saw that it was a van with all blacked out windows and a sign on the side that said “Free Candy” on it. We picked up speed and then turned the corner. The van followed us. We were at full speed running when Spencer pulled me behind a bush. Thankfully the van rode right by us. Once it was out of sight we took a shortcut through the schoolyard.
Suddenly we heard a piercing scream behind us. I ran so fast that when we were running up the stairs I tripped and fell on top of my bag of candy but I got up and kept running anyway. Once we got safely back to Spencer’s house we played the Wii a little bit and then went into the band room and started rocking out. We were playing along to our favorite songs(I was playing the electric guitar and singing and Spencer was playing bass and singing) including Poprocks and Coke, Brain Stew, 21st Century Breakdown, and Before the Lobotomy. Going to Spencers was a blast and I hope to do it again.

Here’s my PhotoStory about fall:

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Autumn Poem

            One night I had a dinner that I will never forget.  I ate spinach lasagna at Riva’s.  It was awesome!  The savory cheese melted in my mouth. The vegetables tasted so delectable, the shredded parmesan was outstanding, and the sage tasted so fresh. If you are looking for a awesome place to eat, go to Riva’s!

I chose not cutting down Rain Forests because if people continue to cut down Rain Forests it will be dangerous for the environment. I feel that people should stop cutting down Rain Forests because trees give out oxygen and we need oxygen to breath. This subject effects me because I am a tree lover. What I dislike about people cutting down Rain Forests is that if they keep cutting them down eventually they will all be gone.

One night I just couldn’t fall asleep. It was about 11:30 and I was very tired. Suddenly I heard a noise. It was the creaking of someone walking on the hardwood floors. Sweat started to form on my forehead. I was really scared. I slowly crept out of my bed. My hands were shaking as I opened my bedroom door. I peeked outside. Nothing. I crept into my parents room to see that my my dad was gone. I snuck towards the front door. “Ethan?”, my dads voice said. I was startled, but fhew, it was good to hear his voice(at least it was better than hearing something unhuman!). “What are you doing down here dad?”, I asked. “I was just taking the trash out, now go to bed.” I walked back to my bedroom relieved that it had only been my dad taking out the trash.

    One morning I woke up not expecting to smell the aroma of cinnamon rolls.  The bread smelled like it had been freshly baked that same morning.   The cinnamon scent was so strong I could almost taste it, and the sugar was so inviting that I ran downstairs to eat breakfast.

Last Thursday we went outside and did a fun activity about the water cycle. Mrs.B set up chairs with signs on them that said the different places that water goes. At each chair there was a die that had different words on every side that determined where we would go to next. This is how my story goes:

First I was drank and excreted by a deer. Next I was evaporated into a cloud and stayed there as a dust particle for two years, and then was rained out into the ocean. I stayed in the ocean for eight, repeated the water cycle for two million more years and here I am still repeating it today.

Football is way better than soccer. First off you can use any part of your body. In soccer you can only use your feet, knees, chest, and head. In football you can use any part of your body and the play still counts. Another thing is that there is way more action. In football all of the players can knock the living live out of each other and there will be no penalty on the play. A lot of the NFL players are very athletic and are good competition for each other which makes an exiting game. And that is why football is better than soccer.