Bryant

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Getting a Computer It all started as a regular ole’ Christmas. I was at my grandparents’ house opening presents with my family. I’d gotten some really good ones so far, but I had a stack of four presents left. I opened the smallest one and had a note inside. At first, I thought that this Christmas present would be boring. But as I read the note, I got excited. The note sent me upstairs to my room at their house. I didn’t know what to look for, so I was really confused. I needed some help, so my dad helped me look. It wasn’t long before he found it. In the closet was an Hp Deskjet D4160 printer with ink. On it was another piece of paper [What is going on?!]. It was then when I caught on to what was happening. This note sent me back downstairs to my papa’s study. I didn’t know it at the time, but this would be my last stop in the scavenger hunt, so it was really hard to find it. We looked and looked and looked, but we still didn’t find anything. Finally, my mom spotted it. There was a Windows Vista (a popular laptop) under the chair [My mind was about to explode because I was so excited!] When I found it, I was so excited! My mom and dad cheered, and I took it to show my nana and papa. They were very happy for me [My mind was racing.]. The other presents were I Spy games for a computer, and I played and installed them for the rest of the night. I will admit it; I never expected to get a laptop for Christmas, but it is one of the best presents I’ve ever gotten.

This is my noun poem. Will is a noun.

Bill is a noun.

Even Uncle Mill is a noun. Wal-Mart is a noun. media type="custom" key="10956252" align="right" Dart is a noun.

In fact, cart is a noun. If it’s a sword, a plant, or a kick.

If it’s a gold brick.

If it’s a skyscraper, a head, or a frown.

It’s elementary-it’s a noun.

Bryant's Awesome Book Reviews!

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The Lost Hero By: Rick Riordan

What you need to know:


 * If you like fighting, cool stuff, and BIG explosions, this is your kind of book.
 * This book is mythical(fantasy), so it is not real.
 * The plot is: a giant is rising and it has to be stopped.
 * This book should be read by grades 3rd and up.
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 Summary:

This is the book summary: Jason wakes on a bus. He is holding hands with a girl he doesn't know. His memory was taken by a goddess, and he doesn't know who or where he is. This is the beginning of Rick Riordan's mythical book, The Lost Hero. I like this book because it seems real. My favorite part is when when Jason fights off a giant because it makes me feel like <span style="color: #1336fb; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; font-size: 140%;"> I'm there. To find out if they prevail, read the book.

<span style="font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif;">Links:

<span style="font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif;">[|Rick Riordan's website]

<span style="color: #000000; font-family: 'Lucida Console',Monaco,monospace; font-size: 110%;">This is my version of Twas the Night Before Christmas: "The Farmer Christmas" <span style="color: #000000; font-family: 'Lucida Console',Monaco,monospace; font-size: 110%;">Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the barn Not a creature was stirring, not even the cat with the yarn. The socks were hung by the heater with care, In hopes that Farmer-Santa soon would be there.

<span style="color: #000000; font-family: 'Lucida Console',Monaco,monospace; font-size: 110%;">The children were all snug in their beds, With visions of cows stuck in their heads. And Momma in her recliner, and I in mine, Had just settled down but to hear the baby whine.

<span style="color: #000000; font-family: 'Lucida Console',Monaco,monospace; font-size: 110%;">We went to check on her, but to my delight, I saw Santa in the Moon’s light. He came in a ’45 Ford, all jacked-up and rusty, And his paint job was very old and crusty.

<span style="color: #000000; font-family: 'Lucida Console',Monaco,monospace; font-size: 110%;">His truck then landed on the roof, And his horses made lots of noise with their hooves. Then making a lot of noise when down the chimney he came, He came down so fast, he created a flame!

<span style="color: #000000; font-family: 'Lucida Console',Monaco,monospace; font-size: 110%;">When he came down the chimney, he started to work, When he did, he spoke not a word. When he was done, he crawled up the vent, When he was out, it was very bent.

<span style="color: #000000; font-family: 'Lucida Console',Monaco,monospace; font-size: 110%;">When he got back in his Ford he called his horses by name, Now Marlowe, Now Barrentine, Now Skinner and Dancer. On Ford, on Sword, On Lucy and Prancer. When he went out of sight he exclaimed, “ Happy Christmas to all, and all of us have pie.”

This is my Valentines Day poem " I love you more than leaving school." <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 140%;">I love you more than leaving school, <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 140%;">than Friday,  <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 140%;">than reading books,  <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 140%;">than fishing hooks,  <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 140%;">than summer starting in May. I love you more than buttered toast,  than Saturday,   than baking cakes,   and swimming in lakes,   and sitting on bales of hay. I love you more than angel food cake,  than riding along the coast,   than reclining chairs,   at all affairs,   but I love leaving school the most.

This is my poem on George Washington.

George Washington, you were smart. You were clever and brave. You were cunning and resourceful. media type="custom" key="12232442" align="left"You were igneous and venturesome. How I exclaimed with happiness When you defeated the British Then you became the 1st president, Saying, “I defeated the British!”

You were intelligent, George Washington. You were bold and daring. You were courageous and fearless. You were shameless and awesome! Even you were in trouble, You were sure to take charge. I was never disappointed. George Washington, I adore you.

This is my poem called "Winter is..."

Winter is... <span style="display: block; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;">Jesus' birthday on Christmas, sledding down a big hill, celebrating my birthday, and no school!

<span style="display: block; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;">It's building snowmen and decorating Christmas trees and sliding on frozen roads and Christmas! <span style="display: block; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;">It's opening presents and hanging out with cousins and friends drinking hot chocolate and having snowball fights!

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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 220%;">Ode to Bagels

<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;">Oh bagels <span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;"> When I first tried you <span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;"> thought I had eaten a piece of heaven <span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;">When I eat you <span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;"> I feel the most joy I've ever known <span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;"> When I toast and butter you <span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;"> My mouth waters <span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;"> Now at school during snack <span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;"> I have to have you <span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;"> Now I enjoy you <span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;"> Whenever I can <span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;"> But now that I have braces <span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;"> I can't eat you <span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;"> Has the world ended?

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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;">I remember watching the youtube video on how to take apart a computer. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;">I remember unscrewing the first screw on the bottom casing.

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;">I remember reaching the inner core and cutting my finger on the jagged metal.

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;">I remember finding the big thing holding the motherboard in.

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;">I remember ripping and hitting and kicking that thing.

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;">I remember getting it off and reaching the motherboard.

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;">I remember taking the CPU chip out and jumping for joy.

<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 160%;">I remember trashing it all.

<span style="display: block; font-family: 'Lucida Console',Monaco,monospace; font-size: 160%; text-align: center;">Rooster to Chicken <span style="font-family: 'Lucida Console',Monaco,monospace; font-size: 130%;">By: Bryant

<span style="font-family: 'Lucida Console',Monaco,monospace; font-size: 130%;">Well chickens, I tell ya Life for me ain't been no day at the co-op We're in a big pin With lots of room And we get fed But it's been hard HARD The hawks have gotten us The snakes have bitten us And that big tree fell on ol grandpa rooster But keep ya head up Cause that's life It's good and bad With good feed and bad feed With maggots And hawks And snakes But don't you give up now I still goin And life for me ain't been no day at the co-op

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