My giving tree is like our first lady and our president. My giving tree made out of kindness and care. My giving tree try and try and succeeds succeeds succeeds. They love me no matter what. They are my comforter. They are my atlas and my computer. They are the answer to my problems. They are my best friends. They are the ones who call me their little helper I am their Ashcakes. They are the matching bangles to my outfit. They are my personal chauffer. They are the matching head band to my my yellow duffle tennis shoes. They are the best ATM machine ever.
Step 1: Ask your mother for something about 3 or 4 times. Then just start saying mama, mother, mom, mommy, or ma. Then after that she is most likely to get mad and just tell you to shut up and vanish! If and when that happens you’re on a roll!
Step 2: When annoying your mother your motto should always be: ignorance is the key! Because an annoyance is most likely to come by what? IGNORENCE RIGHT!!! Now, to go along with your motto, try this simple trick! Ask your mother where you are going today. Get the time, place, and all the other information. When it’s time, you then go stand at the car door and wait. If she is not outside within 5 minutes, walk in the house and yell chop chop, chop square! Then she is bound to be aggravated!
Step 3: To give your mother what I call the Bloody Face which is just when she gets really really really mad! Next correct her when she mispronounces words and mimic everything she says!!
YOU ARE DONE WITH ALL THE STEPS FOR HOW TO ANNOY YOUR MOTHER!!!
CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!
DO TRY THIS AT HOME!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh but to save your butt from getting a spanking just say sorry mommy. Then blame it on Ashleigh! Then tell her to read it at the end of our little prank!
The day that I thought was going to be a good dinner meal,it wasn’t. I went to KFC and dined in. The chicken was fine and so were the greenbeans and the potatoes. But the macaroni was just awful!!! It was not a warm sensation like they promised.It was a bad dinner of historical proportions, in other words the taste soooo bad that it would go down in history like rudolf the red nose reindeer! It was unsavory taste that I won’t soon forget. Maybe the next time they won’t try to let you down like golden corral and their not fresh cold yams!!! I think the next time I find any type of food like that I’m going to call Lucky 32 and have them send over a bowl of their luscious spaghetti ,or i could just bring a pot pie with me in my purse, I like the turkey flavor. I will never forget it,I mean, the smell was just like walking across someone in a store who smells like astrong pack of cigarrette smoke! Whehter it is ; dine in or carry out; fresh out of the garden or fake store processed ; fast food or homemade I will never destroy or torture my taste buds like that by choosing some foolish choice of food!
I don’t think that you should have to pay a hospital bill because you ‘re helping someone survive and get better from a sickness. I feel that if you’re going to help someone don’t do it because it’s your job and you are getting paid for; do it because it ‘ll be a good cause. I still know that you should get rewarded for helping but doctors and nurses and people who work in hospital should still be paid the same amount as teachers , and athletes and also substitutes and assistants; plus actors and veternarians. Unless you’re helping someone is a matter of life or death. I think it’s infair. They may have a little more dramatic life but it’s still NOT FAIR!!! Hospital bills are just like animal cruelty in my heart . You should ot have to pay for a hospital bills either way
Ashleigh
10/14/09
L.A.
Did You Hear That?
Today in P.E we were having our physical fitness test. The most in the class so far was 30 pushups. And lucky for me I was the one and only person in the class who had 30! The sound was very important to me because I did not think that I was that good at doing pushups. I didn’t think that I was capable of pushing myself up just once, even though I had done it before. And I was becoming even more proud with myself every second and every time I pushed myself up and down. When coach kept counting the umbers were growing and so my frown! I was really getting tired and I guess my arms were to. I just flat out loved it and when I reached 30 I was like: I beat Meghan. Because you know she had 29 as well as Maria. I always shoot for the top and I think that I got the target right then. When I got up from the floor I felt a sudden grin appear on my face. There was a clap as though they were proud of me but I knew that they just could not wait for their turn, they were just being polite. I was proud of myself and very surprised. Astonished I got up from the floor where I lay I walked back to my spot looking like I had just saved my self from an erupting volcano! I was thinking to myself DID YOU HEAR THAT?
WWE vs. BARBIE GIRL
I think that WWE wrestling is better than Barbie Girl because the way you can have fun with them. Well for one thing WWE has a lot more action. There is jumping, and funny injuries (in a good way). There is punching and kicking. I don’t want to give the wrong approach, but the wrestling injuries are pretty funny!!! Another reason why WWE is better than Barbie Girl is that it can be enjoyed by girl or boy I mean I’m a girl and I still watch it. My daddy sometimes watches it and so do my brothers. Also a boy can’t play with a doll like a girl can watch wrestling and play with a doll. Plus it’s much better rather than playing with plastic and rubber or something like that. You can lose those tiny accessories but can not lose WWE because it’s not tiny. And Barbie Girl can’t come in HD or can it? In the future I think that you will be watching WWE Wrestling!!
Once I mean once upon a time this happened
I was in the new van and I got a whiff of that new car smell. It was really pleasing to my nose and to others. It was like when there was a hot day so you go outside and play then your mom cooks some hot fudge brownies and you run back in. That’s how I felt like I got out of the van and then wanted to get right back in because the smell was sooo modern or neat and pretty I guess. The smell was very alive and very well awake. I liked that smell the way that you can feel saw dust on your nose or when you walk into a repair shop. Don’t YOU love it? The smell was magnificently addicting to me because I rarely get to smell that smell well, because you know that you don’t buy a new vehicle every day of the week. Well do you? This is almost the end of my story thank you!!!
Ashleigh
9/30/09
Writing
The Water Cycle
In my water cycle I did go many places, though the amount of writing in that amount of time was a monster plus we had to think about the amount of people that were in your station. At first I was a plant. And I had to move because the water left the plant by transpiration. After that I was a cloud when the water remaining as waste from the plant filled up. That’s when I became a lake. Precipitation happened when my cloud could not hold any more water in it. It was full and was about to drain all out. That’s when I became a lake! The bad part of it was that I had to stay because the clouds were still trying to hold up I guess (actually I know). Now I am in an animal, they drank my water. How rude but exciting! Next I was in soil, because the soil is saturated so water runs off into a river. Now I am a river. Why you ask? Well runoff happened! Then I went to groundwater because I flowed down a river that was sort of like a stream I guess. Then I was a cloud because the precipitation that was going crazy! Then I was water, when the cloud gave up, and just threw up!!! Then I was a glacier when the water froze up because there was no runoff. Over all I do think that it was really fun game well a very very fun game as opposed to sitting down with Science Book in my hand!