Hi dudsons,
Today's blog is going to be different. I will be posting below my English class homework, so this blog will qualify as a SUPERBLOG! I am warning you that this may not be good, so don't keep your hopes up.
Here goes...... :)
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Henry was forced to
learn the Hebrew language, as his
family was from Israel and they wanted him to be a part of the culture, even
though they had immigrated to Canada when he was just a little baby. He was
just looking out his window when he was doing a writing activity from his Hebrew school when he saw that a lunar eclipse was happening. It was so
amazing to see the moon entirely covered up, that he released a tiny "wow!" out of his mouth, and that he
ruined his homework by accidentally smudging the whole thing with a marker. He
said the "wow" just loud enough that his mother heard.
“Is something wrong, dear? Let me come and see how you're doing on your homework!" Called his mother.
Henry suddenly panicked, as his mother was going to kill and ambush him with punishments when she saw his ruined writing activity. Even the thought of his mom surprising him with awful punishments made his stomach twist. He then tried camouflaging into a part of the wall. However, his shirt stood out against the dull, white wall. He tried putting a fake flower wreath and his dirty galosh on his head to hide. It was no use. The decoration from last year's Christmas was too small and the dirt-splattered foot covering was too conspicuous, and made Henry even more noticeable.
“Is something wrong, dear? Let me come and see how you're doing on your homework!" Called his mother.
Henry suddenly panicked, as his mother was going to kill and ambush him with punishments when she saw his ruined writing activity. Even the thought of his mom surprising him with awful punishments made his stomach twist. He then tried camouflaging into a part of the wall. However, his shirt stood out against the dull, white wall. He tried putting a fake flower wreath and his dirty galosh on his head to hide. It was no use. The decoration from last year's Christmas was too small and the dirt-splattered foot covering was too conspicuous, and made Henry even more noticeable.
He decided to make a compromise with his mom. He would eat
all the leftover suet from the
butcher if she didn't punish him. He knew the hard white fat of the cow would
make him sick, but he didn't care.
Suddenly, his mom came in.
" No mother, give me mercy!" Cried Henry.
His mother ignored his pleads for sympathy and forgiveness.
He was punished and his mother decided to give him the worst punishment: not allowing him to go to Hebrew School. She had no idea that the ink-splattered homework was not from regular old high school. She had no idea that he hated Hebrew School. She had no idea.
Suddenly, his mom came in.
" No mother, give me mercy!" Cried Henry.
His mother ignored his pleads for sympathy and forgiveness.
He was punished and his mother decided to give him the worst punishment: not allowing him to go to Hebrew School. She had no idea that the ink-splattered homework was not from regular old high school. She had no idea that he hated Hebrew School. She had no idea.
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I told you it wasn't good! It's just a little essay I typed out in less than one hour.
--Cyndi Forrest
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