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Melstone Public Schools
Melstone, Montana
by Gracey - 3rd Grade
At the end of the night a bear came and bears were coughing and running and had big, bad hairs.
In Arizona it happened the bear had a pain in his neck. He was growling and yelling, so a bird came out and pecked.
During the mid-day, beavers came with their moms cows came out to moo, and the raccoon cheered loud and shook their pom-poms.
By nightfall with the bear still in pain all this commotion didn't do a thing a snake approached and wrapped upon his neck and with that squeeze he felt like a king.
Sparkling Spider Spit by BreElle - 4th grade
One time a spider spit, sparkling spit it was freaky, because it was black and white I thought I was going to have a fit (It was such a sight!)
I screamed for help my mom came to calm me down. Then she ran me to her tent and made my dad dress up like a clown.
But then I went back out of the tent and the spider spit was gone. I was surprised...stunned, in fact, I told my mom, "I hope it stays away until the dawn."
So, I didn't see the spit until I cam upon this rock and sure enough there it was right by a sock. *************** Bug Parts by Aspen - 5th grade
One day walking to school I come across a bug he looked so tired and was slower than a slug.
Looking through my desk and many many books I come across this bug again man he has some good looks.
Now having some lunch, on some rocks the little bug and his friend sits there and clucks.
While getting dressed I hear myself say, "Oh Dear, oh dear! and I realize he was there.
It was getting old meeting this fellow it almost seemed as if he were yellow.
I can feel his juicy hands crawling up my spine as I take test I can't write a line.
I'm getting tired of saying hi so I squished him up and said "Good Bye"
Now I'm old and smell like mold I come to see that he was really quite glee.
And now I am disappointed I shouldn't have killed him he was so patient and good to me and he was really really slim. ************ The Whiskers on a Rattlesnakes Chin by Kendal - 6th grade
I was walking down the road when I saw a rattler with whiskers she tried to bite me but boy I'm glad I missed her.
The little snake curled back up gave me a little hiss she tried to bite me once more and I said calm down miss.
I asked why she was tryin' to bite me she said cause wheres your whiskers I said I ain't got any cause I'm just a little mister.
she said OK lets get this straight how 'bout we go on a date I said pardon me miss but ain't it kinda late.
She tried to strike me again so I stomped her 'till she was thin and friends here is the end no more whiskers on a rattlesnakes chin. ************* Salmon Fur by Daphne - 9th Grade
The fish in Alaska are quite unusual we went to Alaska for a little trip while we were there we found some things like some kinds of fish that will give you a slip.
Have you ever seen a salmon with fur? I bet you have not for they are very rare. I was gonna bring one home for you but, poor thing, got eaten by a bear. ************** Desert Sun by Nevada - 10th grade
I was riding my stead through the hot desert when I came across a turkey feather I wondered why a turkey would be out here when I remembered they come out in storm weather.
I followed the track of this pesky bird when I came across a herd of them they were all tired of the desert sun with no grass to eat, they were all chewing on a stem.
I chased these birds with intention to get lunch then I found a weak on with no wing I asked myself if I wanted to be this cruel when I decided not to eat the stupid ol' thing!
It started to become a long day then I pulled out my shotgun I chased them turkeys for a mile or two and kept chasing them all the way into the desert sun.
I finally caught up with gobblers then I set my sights on fat juicy one He tried ducking and diving but couldn't get away, I shot him right between the eyes and then I was done! *********** Snail Snot by Troy - 11th grade
My friend asked me "what the heck is that? that slimy green stuff that's all over the mat?"
I tried explaining "that's snail snot, you see" but he looked at me in amazement and said "How can this be".
I told him the story about the green stuff on the floor "It came in over there, through that hole in the door."
It waddled over to the mat and let out a loud "ka-choo!" Man, had you been standing there you would have had snot, all over you!"
My friend stood there in shock "I've never heard a snail sneeze! Please explain yourself would you, please"
"Oh, when a snail sneezes, it sure stirs up hell! I'm sure if it sneezed again he would finish the crack in the Liberty Bell."
"If they can sneeze so violent," my friend said with a confused look on his face, "how come I couldn't hear him sneeze over at my place?"
"It takes a special person, to hear such a thing, to hear such a sneeze that would make church bells ring."
"And now I've come to the end of my story, I have but one thing to confess. I've never heard a snail sneeze and I have no clue what made this mess!" *********** Whiskers on a Rattlesnake's chin by Alyssa - 12th grade
Swaying easily in the sweet sunny summer breeze, the whiskers on his scaly brown speckled chin are rugged and slightly unkempt because over years of hard winters, they've grown a little thin.
This venomous reptilian rattler has fought many fierce battles in his time He has devoured more than a few furry critters, but I'm afraid he won't get away with this crime.
As my Grandma was hanging her clothes on the line out in that summer wind to dry, she discovered him just sunbathing there-- she jumped nearly ten feet and let out quite a cry.
Now my Grandpa was out there with the shovel-- he was going to knock him upside the head he was chasing down this sneaky little snake, and pretty soon the diamondback would be dead.
My Grandpa had the creature cornered. Coiled tightly and prepared to strike the brute took his last long breath before my Grandpa said, "Take a hike!"
The other day I found the old rattles in a box out in the front room hall and I remembered that hot July day when the great snake took his fall.
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