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Talk To Your Teen by Bella K.

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In the book Cosmic, Liam is reading Talk To Your Teen, and here’s my advice.

Clothes. This is the major thing for many girls. A t-shirt and a hoodie, basketball shorts, and a pair of sneakers are probably the everyday thing for guys (I’m sorry if your boys wear something else, I’m in a family of 3 girls). Girls, you have every kind of jeans- colored or not, skirts- short or long, dresses- formal or informal, shirts- printed or plain, shoes- boots or sneakers, accessories- necklaces or earrings, etc.

If you have one or more girls always thinking about what they should wear as well as what they want to wear, here’s a solution. Let your teen wear what she wants to, but limit her boundary. Don’t spend your money buying her clothes unless you know she’ll like them, because you might have very different tastes (I know this from my own experiences).

Ask and listen about her style and taste. I prefer not suggesting super short skirts or shorts and strapless shirts or dresses until she is at an age when she absolutely wants to. In other words, don’t give her clothing that reveals too much skin when worn.

Also, check that your teen dresses appropriate to the weather. Remember, none of this will be easy if your teen is obdurate about what they wear unless you talk about it, and listen to them.

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If I Were A Grown Up by Bella K.

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If I were a grown up, it’d be like I’m free. I’d be saving all my money for entertainment and fun! Wait, not ALL, but while controlling my income. First, I’m going to get myself a husband, a nice house, and a good sucessful job. Now, it’s time for fun. Get clothes, shoes, get anything I want and have as many ice cream as possible because no one can boss me around when I’m an adult, right? Wish that could come true, but let’s think of reality. No, unless I were like a billionaire, I can’t spend my money like that on whatever I want whenever and wherever I want. That doesn’t mean I’m never going to use my money on those things, because well, people want stuff that they want! What I mean is doing it wastefully every day. So, how do you think you’ll spend your life if you were an adult?

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Book Recommendation by Bella K.

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I was never a reader. Many parents are so happy because their children read so much and learn so much knowledge from the books but my parents are bugging me constantly to read. Now, I’m not saying I’m stupid because I don’t like to read. Fiction, classic, mystery, etc. Hated all. Until I found this book at a library, The Compound by S.A. Bodeen. This book, unlike other books, kept me from putting it down. As a result, I slept really late and was cranky in the mornings.

So there’s this teen, Eli. His millionaire father brought the family into an underground mansion called the Compound when they were in a nuclear attack, but Eli’s twin Eddy and their grandma had been left behind. The family was in the compound for six years when they started running out of things, and the door out of the Compound would only open after 15 years. The family came in unless they entered a code in. They could just go out, the the father won’t let them. Then he started going sick and crazy. How will they survive? Will Eli figure out the code? Read this book to find out!

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My Own Wisdom Tale by Bella K.

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The P’s and the U’s

There was once a worm village called Bieberville. In that village was a great school called Bieber Academy. Everything in that school was magnificent except for two problems. Popularity and the fever.

The P’s stood for pretty and popular. The U’s stood for ugly and unpopular. Tara, Lindsey, and Chelsea were the P’s. Gelato and her friend, Pudd, were the U’s. Tara was the queen of all, and her target was always Gelato, with Lindsey and Chelsea following everything she did. One day, Gelato brought Italian gelatos as dessert for her hot lunch. Tara, of course, had to do something. She “accidently” tripped over Gelato’s chair leg and dumped her whole ice cream over her head. So, Chelsea and Lindsey followed and did the same to Pudd. These acts continued on the next couple days. Gelato couldn’t stand Tara. She stood up for herself even though she was quite scared. Tara thought Gelato couldn’t stand up against her. Surprised by her braveness, she realized how cruel she was being to Gelato and stopped.

One problem solved, but that wasn’t all. Remember? The fever. This sickness went on the whole school year. The really weird thing was that only girls had it, and it was only at Bieberville. Boys got nowhere near as sick. The average fever degree kept adding on for girls that they couldn’t stay still. They went crazy. The girls weren’t in pain though. That was the weirdest of all. Every girl at Bieberville was extremely happy. VERY HAPPY. From then on the Fever is still carried around everywhere today. Known as the BIEBERFEVER. I’ve got one, what about you?

Moral: Never judge someone by popularity. Don’t underestimate ANYONE. Be nice.

 

**Note:The bieberfever was just a little fun short story added on to my wisdom tale about popularity. Hope you liked it!

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Wisdom Tales Comic Project by Bella K.

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Yesterday I finally finished my wisdom tales comic project. We had to take one of the tales that we’ve read and learned, and basically retell the story in comic. I chose “The Parts of the House Argue” and used Comic Life 2, SketchBookX, my email address, and Photos.

First I drew all of the pictures for my comic on SketchBookX and then edited to perfect. After that, I emailed myself all the drawings and dragged in the pictures onto the comic (I used a computer instead of the iPad). Then I typed in all the bubbles, but that wasn’t all I had to do. A peer/classmate had to check my work to see if everything made sense and looked ok. I really liked that idea because there were a couple of mistakes my classmate found (Anna W.). I don’t know why, but the whole process took me longer than others. To me, this comic project was nice and exciting. It made what could have been boring, colorless writings come to life!

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An Open Note Test by Bella

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Open note tests can be hard or easy. Today my class took an open note test on wisdom tales. I think that the open note test is much easier than regular tests because I often stress trying memorize everything. But don’t try to take advantage of that. Still, if you don’t study, you won’t understand what it’s talking about.

This LA test was a great experience even though I’ve taken several other open note tests. And with the iPad, it’s so much easier! You would have to write everything down by hand which tires you a lot, and you have to look through every page to find the right note if it wasn’t for the iPad.

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I Am Thankful For…By Bella

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I am thankful for myself. Some people are thankful for their families, I am thankful for myself. That I have all the body parts a human needs, no mental diseases, or any different disabilities. Some people are thankful for their families, friends,clothes, school, education, etc. But I’m thankful that I’m alive, in this world, born into a family, going to school. And I’m not saying that being thankful for families and friends is bad. It’s just that everyone should be grateful for who they are, and just live their lives with it. Even people with disabilities are thankful that they are even alive with whatever has gone wrong with them. Be thankful that you’re not those people who got just a tiny bit unluckier than you. When people are living in a life with a family, a house, wearing clothes, and getting an education, they think it’s normal stuff and don’t really care. That it’s just one of those boring days where you get up, get ready for school or work, and come back home after it, have dinner, get ready for bed, and sleep. Be thankful that you have a place to do those things. And if not, so what? God made each and every one of us different for a purpose, just the way He wanted you do be.

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Soccer Tournament by Bella

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Last weekend, I had a soccer tournament. My team is the Wildcats, playing for Rainbow Soccer. Yeah,we’re beginners, but that’s how you get better,right? After all, we won every game against other Rainbow teams. Until the soccer tournament. It was NOT fair.

We were assigned to play with Triangle United. We weren’t scared, but THEY WERE GOOD. We signed up to rainbow soccer for a purpose! To be easy! There were three games, and we lost two,and won one. The first team was the best.  We were totally crushed. But hey,we still got two more chances! The second was not as amazing as the first, but they still beat us. It seemed like there was always one player that was better than the rest. That girl kicked our goalie in the face and scored. She started crying, and I felt so bad for her. The third game, for the first time,WE crushed them. They were tiny! And so we scored,scored,scored,scored,scored, and scored! 6 to 0!

But guess what… They were a year younger than us… I guess we just got lucky enough!

 

 

 

 

 

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Grammar Project by Bella K.

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In my LA class we did a grammar project. We each had to pick a subject and get ready for our presentation. I picked run-on sentences. Run-on sentences are sentences that have no conjunction or ending mark and are therefore smushed together. Many people picked run-on sentences, but I still wanted to because I had learned it earlier, and it was simple and fun. Most of my classmates did their project on Keynote. I did mine in Comic Life because I wanted mine to look fun and exiting. Comic Life has many creative and “popping up” pages. On my first page, it was basically the cover page. On my second, I explained what run-on sentences were and put an example. And on my last, I closed it up and put pictures of the apps I got my sources from. It was just like how you write. Topic, body, and conclusion. I like my grammar project because I made it mine.

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Duke Children’s Hospital by Bella K.

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The Glass advisory went to the Duke Children’s Hospital for community service. I wasn’t looking forward to it so much, but it turned out to be many different things. First, we had a nice lunch at Brugger’s Burgers. I bought a chocolate chip cookie as a side. The BEST thing EVER except for Katie’s brownies. But all good things come to an end.

When we came back, we started decorating pumpkins. Because it was themed Halloween, I started with a mad, scary face. We were going to take them to the Duke Children’s Hospital. So my advisies started saying that it was too scary for children and that it was going to make little kids cry. So I took those comments and got the idea of a two-sided pumpkin. One would be mad, and the other would be happy. I put both bright and gloomy scarfs on my pumpkin. And then I got plastic eyeballs and glued them on with one of the non-toxic school glues. The eyeball was slippery, and so was the pumpkin. It was fine with the mad face, but on the happy face, the glue started dripping and looked like my HAPPY face was CRYING. I kept wiping it off, and more glue dripped down. When the glue finally dried clear, we were all done and headed to the Hospital.

I needed a lot of help carrying my gigantic pumpkin. Mr.Glass carried it for me, but soon his hands started shaking. I felt so sorry… We set all of our pumpkins down on a strong table. Then this woman came and started talking to us about the patients,the hospital,diseases, and the holidays for the children. The Duke Children’s Hospital was not for some cold or for headaches. It was for children, babies to late teens, who had serious illness, allergies, diseases, and much more. The hospital tries to make holidays as normal and fun as possible. Julia told me she was there once for several days when she was young. I imagined how scary it would have been for her as she told the story.

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