Beauty To Beast

           One day a girl named Beauty wanted to be a beast. Beauty had all the letters needed to become a beast except for a s. To find her s, Beauty decided to pack an uitcase. Beauty packed ilverware, an unhat,  a hirt and  a kirt for her  journey to find her extraordinary s.  Her s needed to be one like no other.  Beauty needed The Royal S! 

Luckily, beauty knew exactly where to go. The Royal Letter Palace! Upon arrival, the friendly tiger  greeted Beauty.  I see you have a suitcase ,said Tiger.  It is not pronounced like that, I have an uitcase. Okay, whatever you say. How can I help you? Today I’m looking for the magical s um ok but first can I see what is in your suitcase I mean uitcase.  Ok said Beauty I have ilverware, unhat, hirt and a kirt.  Beauty do you know how to spell? Asked the friendly tiger.  No, said  Beauty.  Let me tell you a few things about spelling. You  say uitcase but you suppose to call it suitcase oh said Beauty. So what I’m trying  to tell you is everything in your suitcase starts with a s oh said Beauty. So the things you need to make a magical s are silverware a sun hat ,shirt and a skirt combined them all and you’ll have the Royal s. So she did and she became a beast she did not like being a beast.  But  that’s a whole other story. The End.

The dog and the cat.

One day a dog wanted to be a cat. I don't know why he said but I want to be a cat. So he needed letters that spelled cat, C-A-T. So he went off and he saw a cat he said dear cat do you want to be a dog? No she said I do not want to be a dog. Suddenly he realized he saw another cat. He said dear cat do you want to be a dog? She said yes I do want to be a dog. So they became best friends and whenever they wanted to switch they switched!

Jordana’s Transformation Story

 Once a dog wanted to turn into a lion so the dog went to a lemon and the dog said I need the l and the n so the lemon said ok whatever. Then the dog had a l and a n so then the dog went to an igloo and the dog said can I have the I and the igloo said no. Then the dog said how dare you and broke the igloo and took the I and then the dog turned into a lion

Charlotte’s Transformation Story

the story of the frog who turned into a bunny

 Once Upon a Time there was a frog who wanted to turn into a bunny. But the problem was that the frog needed to find Probably needed to find the letters B, and N. so the frog take a walk and passes a honey bee.” Oh honey bee, oh honey bee, can i borrow your B?” said the frog, “hm… what will you give me?” said the bee, “i will give you my bunch of flowers.” so the bee takes the flowers and gives the frog the B. so the frog keeps walking, and he passes a newt and the frog asks the newt, “oh hello newt, can i borrow your N? I will give you my F.” said the frog, “hm.. Ok! Here.” they trade their letters, and the frog goes to the magical lake, and goes in with the letters. He immediately turns into a cute fluffy bunny and he lived happily ever after.

the story of wolfie and wolfie balleronie

 this is i wrote and its called: a day in the life of wolfie ball:            

on a nice, stormy, summer day, wolfieball and his sister, wolfieballeroni, went to the food truck and bought 10 pounds of tacos each. (everything is free in wolfieworld) then they roll up to their home that is this big in real life when wolfies are bigger than a yacht: o                              

they drink a shrink potion to fit, so then they sit down and take 100 pounds of hot sauce that is made of the hottest and spicyest pepper ever. they drown their tacos in the hot sauce so they eat the taco then after they dring the hot sauce. then......THEY EAT THEIR PET DOG then 100 years pass and wolfieball is 2,000,00 yrs old and wolfieballeroni is 1,999,998 yrs old and they need more tacos. the end. 

tiny voice blog (read this or else >:) )

      Do you ever wonder about the tiny voice you have in your head? Well me too. i find it   weird.  why do we even have one? well guess what? YOUR ARE USING IT RIGHT NOW IF YOU'RE READING THIS IN YOUR HEAD >:) (i think that was over dramatic) i will post some reasons below of why you need this voice. please read them and i hope you enjoy!                                Reasons why you need this voice:

1. You wouldn't be able to read in your head because if you didn't have the voice, you wouldn't be able to understand the words without the voice telling you the words. it's the same thing when you are reading out loud                                                          
2. it helps you sound out words and stuff if it knows the word when your not sure             
3. that is pretty much it                                                                                                           
4. hope you enjoyed!

So that's pretty much it for today! I hope you enjoy and come back for more blogs/posts! Byeeee!

                                                                                      -Margot M

Have You Ever Thought About The Inside of Your Mind?

This is Emily Dickinson.  She lived from 1830-1886.  She was a poet.  She loved to wear all white, and she rarely left her bedroom.   

Many of her poems sound like riddles you have to solve.  Here is her poem about a brain exploding.  Underline all the words you don't know and look them up in a dictionary.  Emily Dickinson poems are really fun poems to memorize because they're "iambic" which is a meter (unstressed / stressed) that sounds like the HEARTBEAT.  And since we already have a heartbeat inside us we already have the music of the poem BEATING INSIDE OUR BODIES.  Isn't that cool?  When someone says a poem is "iambic" they mean it sounds like this: ba dum, ba dum, ba dum, ba dum.   Why do you think Emily Dickinson uses dashes instead of periods?   What does Emily Dickinson think about her brain?   When you think about the inside of your brain do you think of tangled yarn or neat rows of books and carefully organized pencils?  Does it feel like there are wild animals in there or is there a little sleeping songbird inside your brain or maybe there is a curious, hungry raccoon? Write an 8 line poem (it doesn't have to rhyme!) that describes the inside of your brain.    

I felt a Cleaving in my Mind —
As if my Brain had split —
I tried to match it — Seam by Seam —
But could not make it fit —

The thought behind, I strove to join
Unto the thought before —
But Sequence ravelled out of Sound
Like Balls -- upon a Floor.

Welcome to Workshop!

Dear Oliver, Eve, Harper, Sarah, Jaden, Parker, Charlotte, Margot & Lev!  

I am so excited we'll be writing together.  

In this workshop, we will learn how to play with language, exercise our *imagination muscles*, and explore worlds of our own invention.  Each week I will provide a creative writing assignment, and each week you will post  responses to the assignment on the blog.  We will share our writing over ZOOM, play word games, and build poems and stories individually and collectively.  Let's experiment, and play, and express ourselves with no judgement.  Let's build incredible worlds out of words.