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Ahhh! A sword slashed my hand. My blood is pouring down. I bandage my hand with a nearby leaf.
I try to knock out the leader of my enemy with my weapon.
My bandage falls of like a hard rock off a mountin and the blood keeps falling onto the ground.
I thrust my weapon it hits him hard on the chest. He pulls it out and struggles to throw it at me but does.
I know I will die but I want to die to win.
With the last of my strength a take my sword and plunge it through the leader.
He dies and I laugh I’m not sure why.
I see my bright red blood on the ground.
I die. I win!

Southeast Native American clothing

I studied the southeast Native Americans and how they lived 500 years ago. I studied what they wore when it was warm and when it was cold. I also studied how they prepared their clothing, how they decorated themselves, and how they did their hair. Most of the information that you will read is about the Cherokee tribe and the Shawnee tribe. In the next few pages I will explain what Native Americans wore 500 years ago.

In the warm months Native Americans wore all kinds of different clothing that NYC people do not wear today. For example children under eight wore nothing. Men and older boys wore deerskin shirts and breechcloths. A breechcloth is a band of deerskin that they hang from a belt on your waist. Women and older girls wore deerskin wrap around skirts. They wore the skirts with nothing for a top. These are the clothes that Native Americans from the southeast wore in the warm months.

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Marco was riding his bike around the lake. He loved the lake, and he came to it every day to ride around and around it. He watched it shimmer and sparkle.

Kayle Marco’s little sister splashed in the lake. Her eyes sparkled as she dived in.

Marco got off his bike and joined Kayle in the lake. They splashed and played together for a while.

All of a sudden a lady stepped out of the trees. She talked in a whisper “skip stones and find magic.” And with that then she disappeared.

Marco and Kayle decided to ignore her. But a couple hours later she came back.

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The Adventures of Erasmus Twiddle

by Eric Laster

Erasmus Twiddle is a funny book about a Detective (not detective, as he calls himself) who solves strange mysteries. One of the chapters is called The Case of the Rubber Chicken. It’s about a person who “loses” his rubber chicken. One of Erasmus’s friends calls himself Bagby Butterbottom. The author is Eric Laster. Erasmus lives in Grmkville. It is a great book and I highly recommend it.

NL of H43 worked with CW from Edinger House to develop a web posting about House 43’s New Orleans Buddies. Click here to read the complete paragraph.

I am from tasting cold mint chocolate chip ice cream on a hot day with drips of it splattering on the ground.
I am from going to Fire Island and playing at the beach building sand castles.
I am from Going to Coney Island and riding on the roller coaters as I scream with my brother Nicky.
I am from Rainy days so I splash in the puddles and get soaked. (Read on …)