Cool Macro Photos

Hey Everyone,

I just wanted to share these photos that I took outside, Comment if you like them!

How the Sun Came To Be

This is a creative writing story that I have written.  I am hoping this story will stand out to some people!

How the Sun Came To Be

Dear Audience, I am about to tell you a story that long ago happened called, “How the Sun Came To Be.” This creative story is not like others. I wanted to portray something ordinary, but creative at the same time.  Like usual, a lot of authors begin with, “Once Upon A Time.”

 So, once upon a time the earth was dark and cold and had no sun. 
On every cold Friday morning, an elephant named Mustafa, sometimes

 nicknamed Mustafa the Strong, would hike up the top of his favorite hill. 
 Mustafa always felt a sense of relief when he reached the top of the tall
 mountain.  A ball that he always carried around his had an orangey-yellowish
 color to it. When Mustafa touched the ball, he felt warmth and comfort
 in the cold earth he lived in.  Mustafa was an intelligent elephant who was always polite, except when he got angry.

 Mustafa just succeeded climbing the top of the hill and settled down when he heard something. The mysterious sound went, “click, click, click, click,” and paused after every four clicks. Mustafa didn't think much of the sound since he was big.  Although he was wrong, Mustafa jumped and made a yelping sound when he saw a crab right on his knee!  The crab always wore a frown, and a lot of times boasted about how good he was at scaring people.  “Oh, it is you Tundra. You frightened me!”  Mustafa was quite annoyed because Tundra, the small crab, ruined his schedule.

“Hello, my gigantic friend. I am sorry. I just wanted to give you a fright,” said the crab chuckling.  “Why do you bounce your ball every Friday, and not any other days?”

Mustafa frowned at Tundra and then simply said, “I don’t know crab.”

“Ummmm,” said the crab now snatching the ball from his friend, “let me bounce it this time.”

“OK, but remember to give it back to me right after,” Mustafa said sitting down on the grassy hill and waiting for his crab friend to finish so he can have his turn.  Mustafa watched the crab out of his big bulgy eyes.  Mustafa saw Tundra bouncing the ball again and again.  Mustafa lay still on the grass, and started to take his gaze of Tundra.  Suddenly Mustafa bolted upright and shook himself awake.  Mustafa scanned the hill side, but could not see the sneaky crab.

Then out of nowhere, a bright light came into sight.  Mustafa got up and ran with all his might toward the light. After a while, Mustafa was gaining ground toward the glowing ball.  Then he noticed Tundra and ran even faster.  Mustafa was getting tired, but he was almost at the crab’s head.  BAM! The elephant tripped over a rock and just caught Tundra on his way down. 

The crab squirmed, but never left the strong grip of the elephant.  “Why did you run away with my ball?  I thought we were friends?” 

“I-I-I don’t k-know,” the crab managed to say.  Then the crab and the elephant got into a big fight and were rolling over and over.  One was on top of the other and then on the bottom.  It was a nasty fight and they got a lot of bruises.  The fight was suddenly on the hill top and both were fighting dangerously.  The elephant was pouncing his powerful feet, while the crab was clawing at him.  The crab got scared that he would get majorly bruised or even killed in this battle.

Suddenly Mustafa and Tundra both fell right on top of the ball, and it shot up into the air.   It flew over the houses, the hill, and then finally flew way up over the clouds.  Tundra and Mustafa looked at the ball and then each other.  Mustafa was worried and amazed because his favorite ball was caught up in the sky.  Then the ball shot bolts of light everywhere, and that day Mustafa’s ball made light for the earth.  Even though the giant elephant was sad every day, he was happy he made light to the world.  The animals of the earth called it, “The Sun.”

So that, my Audience, is my story.

                                 THE END

Dog on the Roof

This is a memory that actually happened in my life.  I tried to write a funny story about my memory.  

Dog on the Roof

The real estate agent turned on the car, as my family hopped in, to drive to the next house.  I saw the environment slightly changing as we drove on. Large trees covered the place around us, when we continued to drive out of the city. The trees turned into green and brown blurs as the wheels turned rapidly on.  What is the house going to look like? Will there be any animals?  Looking out the window, I tried to find answers for my unknown questions.  My family looked at one another, smiling as we zoomed past streets.  The family thought about the house as we turned sharply down into a street.

  The driver pulled to a stop as we entered the houses driveway.  In some places we couldn’t see the sky because so many trees grew around the small neighborhood.  The agent took us down to the house, and we were welcome by a much exited dog.  Looking at the dog the agent explained to us he was the neighbor’s dog and his name is Jack.  We petted Jack and said hello to him at the front of the house.  The assistant then revealed to us, the outside of the house.

The agent walked us into the pool area and showed us around.  We started to get going when we heard a loud, BARK!  We looked up to see Jack on the roof, wagging his tail and looking at us with excited eyes.  He was white and had a bit of brown around his head.  “Jack has been sad the other family left this house, and now he is much happier that you are here.”  The assistant told us as we gazed up at the funny dog on the roof.   I don’t see that every day, I thought, laughing, then dad walked up the stairs to get Jack, as instructed.

Dad set Jack down on the floor as he came back from the roof.  The agent finished showing us the house and then went to the car to get ready to leave.  We said good bye to Jack as we climbed into the car.  The car started and we looked out the window, thinking about what had just happened.  Jack had been so special the minute we saw him on the roof, looking down at us.  Later on, Jack and the house surprisingly became ours, and we never forgot that moment ever again.

Writing Traits

This is my latest paper that I wrote.  It was a paper that could help younger people learn about something.  I hope that you will learn something from this paper.

Writing Traits

Developing a rich paper, with excellent writing and adding certain writing traits, makes a good foundation.  Writing traits are like a cake.  Each trait contains information to help write a story.  There are two analogies: cake and cake decoration.  The cake helps support the story, while cake decorating produces the details of a story.  These writing traits create incredible guidelines for a paper.

The cake analogy includes content, organization, and voice.  Organization keeps a story on topic.  It develops basic ideas to help expand papers.  Next, content balances out paragraphs and creates ideas in an interesting style.  Voice ensures a person’s tone and manner is appropriate for the readers.  All three of these writing traits make the cake analogy.

Last, but not least, the cake decorating analogy serves to improve your writing skills deeply.  The trait, word choice, cuts out all of your repetition and be-verbs.  If unfamiliar with the be-verbs, they are listed here: am, is, are, was, were, be, being, and been.  Sentence fluency produces flowing sentences.  Avoiding contractions and abbreviations create the convention trait. Presentation has to look nice and neat.  To improve the paragraphs of a paper, add these things: Heading, title, font, indenting, and spacing.  These traits are difficult, but very useful for the cake decorating process. 

These two analogies look like a cake and the procedure of baking a cake.  Cake and cake decorating are used in the paragraphs of papers.   All of these traits are used after either finishing an essay or a paper.  For these traits it is best to practice doing them one by one. The writing traits can improve stories and essays magnificently.  The two handy analogies develop poor sentences into amazing sentences that a reader will enjoy the time to read.  

Lego Builder

I have recently entered my newest Lego creations into the Lego Creator Competition for 2014.

This was my first creation for the competition.  It is a bomber that has a
wingspan the length of my arm.
It includes: wheels, wings, turret, bombs underneath that open up,
and two places so people can sit.  I liked this one!

These are the huge wheels on my tank.

This was a tank I made recently, It is very big and can fit 3
people were the person drives it.  Then it has a machine gun

and a big cannon on the top.  The top part can rotate as well.

This is my military helicopter.  It can fit up to three people
with guns on the side.

My fighter jet.  It can only hold one person.
Hope you guys enjoyed seeing my creations.  Comment
what you think, Thanks!

Hamilton Island

For my Sister's birthday we went to Hamilton Island.  We stayed there four nights and had lots of fun.  I wanted to show you a couple photos that I have taken on this trip.  Tell me what you think!

Rain droplets on the railing of our hotel.

The Hotel we stayed in

Cool Macro

Family picture before our hike up a mountain

Sunset, I liked this one!

We went snorkeling far away from the Island
and the guy fed the fish! 

Us in suits!

Lhasa Terrier

My latest paper I have written.  Comment what you think about it, thanks!

Lhasa Terrier

                “Come on, Ketu! Get up and round those sheep!” Rongton said, kicking the dog and speaking in a harsh voice.  Ketu got up sore from his master’s kick, and then limped outside to round the sheep.  After finishing the round up, Ketu walked back into the house and slumped down in a corner to renew his rest.  “You are so worthless and can’t get any work done for me; I’d be glad if someone would buy you.”  Rongton said aggressively, banging his hands on the table.  The golden Ketu couldn't take it any longer so he curled himself up and went to bed.

Rongton looked at Ketu sleeping and wondered how much money he would get from selling this worthless dog.  Rongton suddenly picked himself up and strolled into his study room, but Ketu saw him leave from his furry eyes.  Ketu has lived with Rongton for more than three years and has never been treated well by him.  The golden terrier paced to the door, then slid through his doggy door into the morning breeze. Then like the wind he ran as hard as his furry legs could carry him.  He stopped a couple times to catch his breath, but bravely kept on.  He ran like he has never run before and struggled up the snowy mountains next to their house. 

Ketu suddenly heard loud sound and a cry, and knew a disaster happened to a man so he ran about sniffing.  He could not see anything until the ground beneath him moved slightly and a voice moaned out.  Ketu started digging with all his might. Then he saw Rongton and realized he must have heard the sound of something falling and came running to look for it.  Rongton found his dog Ketu digging and knew he had found a man in an avalanche.  Rongton and Ketu both used their strength and pulled the man out who was gasping for breath.

“My name is Jampa, and do you own this dog?” the man said who was pulled out of the avalanche. 

At that moment Rongton realized that he was very selfish and was wrong to even think of selling the dog.  He saw the connection between Jampa and Ketu and knew that Ketu would be happier with Jampa.  “Yes, it is my dog and I know that he would be happier to live with you.”  Jampa thanked the man and then ran home with the big fluffy dog in his hands.  Rongton knew he did wrong by mistreating the dog in the past and was happy to think he did the right thing. 

Sherlock Files Cracking the Code

This is my most recent paper that I have Written.  Its about a dialog and I had to be one of the speakers.   Hope you enjoy!

The Sherlock Files

Cracking the Code

“Xander, you go,” said Xene.

                “What!  I can’t fit through that small opening,” marked Xander sternly.

“I can fit. Let me go,” Lucas piped in, as he started to climb through the little opening of the barrel they were investigating. “I’m in!” said Lucas, his voice sounding thrilled. 

“What do you see?” said Xander, poking his head in the barrel. 

“There is nothing in here,” said Lucas. “Oh wait!  There is some kind of a lock popped in the side of the barrel,” said Lucas happily.  Xene jumped up and down excitedly. 

What could the code be? Xene wondered.  Well what are we trying to find in this room, and why did that guy lead us here by a letter?  Bored, Xene sat down and waited for Lucas and Xander to figure out the code.

“Is it when the president was born? Or whe-,” Xander started to say, but was interrupted by Lucas’s voice.

“Is it where Sherlock Holmes was born?”  Lucas looked at Xander hopefully, because Xander loved Sherlock Holmes and always read his books.

“Try it,” said Xander not sure if it’s the code.  “What do you think, Xene?”

Xene was sitting down on a nearby barrel, still thinking of the code, “Or Xander, is it the name of the street he lived in?”  Xene said excited!

“YES, that is it!”  Xander pronounced hurriedly.  “It’s the street Sherlock Holmes lived on!”  Xander told them Sherlock’s street and then stared at the lock. 

“I got it!” Lucas said as Xander and Xene both moved in to see.  Lucas climbed in and then turned back.  “How will you guys fit in?”

Xander and Xene looked at each other and then Xene exclaimed, “We will wait out here, and then tell us what is in there.”

“It’s a room and there’s nothing in he-- Wait! I found a book.  It says-,” Lucas paused and turned to his friends.  “It’s Sherlock Holmes unsolved mysteries!”  Lucas said while running back to them and climbing out of the barrel.  The kids were so enthusiastic that they forgot they were in a room.  They went home that night looking inside that book, wondering if they could solve the unsolved mysteries.

“Well done, boys!”  Xene said, looking at the boys.  They all hugged, but at the same time they all wondered why a guy led them to that place.

How Lego Started

For writing class I had to write a paper on How Lego Started.  Have a read through the paper and tell me what you think of it!

How Lego Started

The Lego Company began with a skilled carpenter named Ole Clerk Christiansen.  He did not have enough money so he had to dismiss all of his workers.  Ole had to find a job quickly before his family starved.  His wife died not long after he had to dismiss his last workers.  Ole had an idea to make wooden toys out of his left over wood from the carpentry.  It was a great success, and Ole began selling the toys to the city.  His son Godfrey helped him out after school, and they began to make a shop of wooden toys.  One day a man came to Ole’s shop and looked at the toys. 

Before the man left, he placed a big order on the toys to keep for the holidays.  Ole and his son God Frey were really happy and started to get all the toys ready.  Since Ole had a lot of work to do, he rehired all of his workers, but in the middle of the night Ole received a letter saying the whole seller filed for bankruptcy.  Ole realized that they did not have enough food for Christmas, so he decided to sell them in the city himself.  The toys, however, did not sell as he expected, and Ole thought the company needed a name.  Ole thought hard and came up with the name Lego, but what he did not know was that the word Lego in Latin means “I put together.”  On a stormy night, though, an electric pole broke off and

However, Ole did not give up, but continued the work of Lego.   So he built a new factory and the product did well in.  Ole went to another factory and saw a new moulding machine that made plastic bricks.  Ole bought the machine and took it home, and they started making little plastic teddy bears and animals.  There was something about the plastic brick that he could not stop thinking of.  So finally they started to use the moulding machine and made plastic bricks to build houses and all kinds of things.  They had too many products in stock, and they were not able to sell them.  Luckily, God Frey went out and sold some of them himself and that brought Lego back in business. 

On a ship to England, Godfrey listened to a guy who talking about the Lego Company.  He said there just was not any system.  God Frey thought about that word “system,” and then he realized that instead of having products already built, the kids could make things out of the Lego bricks themselves.  God Frey wanted the kids’ imagination to grow.  Lego became so popular after, that they sold it to many countries.  Kids loved the way to make their own houses and move around the toys. Though there was one problem. The plastic bricks kept falling apart.  God Frey wanted to find a way to connect them.

Godfrey found that putting tubs inside the Lego bricks makes them connect together.  A child’s imagination could create anything in the world over and over again.  Although Godfrey had to go through another fire, that destroyed most of the wooden toys.  Godfrey rebuilt the factory and decided to not continue the wooden toys, but focus on the Lego bricks.  Godfrey wanted to somehow sell his toys more easily so he decided to build an airport.  He wanted to build a special room to hold the Lego Company better, but the idea grew and he decided to build an Amusement Park. The park was going to be filled with Lego and Godfrey called it Lego Land.  The company had a great success, and they had six hundred thousand guests the very first year.  Even though they went through hard times, they never gave up presenting this wonderful company called Lego.

Late Afternoon Sunset

After a very hot Summer day and a sudden thunder storm, I went outside with my camera after dinner.  There was a beautiful Sunset and I wanted to take pictures of it on my camera!