Golf

On Tuesday 19^th of June, 2007 at 3:30 pm I went to play golf in a big golf course that had par 3, par 4 and par 5. I played with Lia and Ro. In the 1^st hole I got a 3. A beautiful birdie. This is how it went. I got my driver out and when I hit the ball it flew up to the sky. When I looked up I saw nothing, so my caddy gave me another ball. When I was practicing my swing I saw a bird falling down from the sky. I saw my ball jumping 2 times in windy air and finally it fell in the sand. Than I hit my ball from the sand and it nearly went in, so the third one I potted it and I hit it too hard, but there was a mini mountain going down, so the ball went down and fell in the whole!!!

On the 2^nd hole I got a bogey. A five. It was a little bit cool. When I hit the ball it went straight to the water but then it skipped on shallow water. When I hit the ball I thought it went so far because it was a perfect swing. It only went about ten inches away. Then I hit it, it went on the green and then it fell in the sand in a couple of bounces. I hit it, it went on the green and it was so close to get a par. It was about 2 cm’s away from the hole!!! I potted it in.

Now I’m talking about the 7^th hole. It was like if I got a 12 on that one. When I hit that ball it went in the water than the second and then the third!!! But the caddy didn’t count that and when I hit it well she counted it.

I am skipping one. So now I’m in number 9. That one was good and hard. When I hit it, it went flying threw the air crashing threw some leaves of trees. The freakiest thing was that when I was chipping my dads caddy accidentally walked in front of me and I hit him in his back. I felt bad. But then I potted it in.

By Yil Verdeja bellemans

The Pencil (By Yil Verdeja)

Hi, my name is Yil. I have one of the longest names in my class. You won't believe it, my whole name is Yil Alberto Verdeja Bellemans and I have one of the longest stories to tell you. This is one freaky and bizarre story.

Last week I was in tutoring and my behavior turned me into a maniac. I was rocking in my chair and I kept forgetting what i was thinking in my LCM-GCF-Divisibility homework. I was so frustrated my face was as bright as my red shirt and pants. The room was so cold and I was shivering like a skeleton in the wind. "Yil, just try to pay attention here," Dr. Everret, my tutor, scolded me. But I shouted back at her. She was just about to slap me with a ruler because i was such a maniac.

Just then, I heard a squeaking sound. The door was slowly opening. But, no one was there. I saw something smaller then my middle finger by the floor. "What on earth is that Dr. Everret?" I cried. Dr. Everret's ruler fell from her hand and her mouth dropped open wide. We both watched in shock as a thin red pencil came walking across the floor to the table. It jumped onto a chair and then in a single hop the pencil was on the table.

The pencil puts its led on my home work and started writing. When i looked at what it was writing, I saw it was all the answers for me. I took a closer look and realized that it was my pencil. It was the same red color as all my pencils and the eraser was almost all used up.

Dr. Everett said in her mind, "I could sell that pencil for 1,000,000 dollars." Dr. Everett reached out her hand to the pencil and grabbed it quickly.

"Hey, that's my pencil," I shouted as I began to grab the other end of the pencil. Then Dr. Everett and I both started pulling the pencil. Crack! The pencil broke in half. We both looked at each other shocked. I reached out and picked up the two parts of the pencil. Then they turned in to two smaller pencils and they hopped out of my hands and started writing my homework again.

Dr. Everett grabbed the pencils and put them in the electric sharpener until it turned into sawdust. "Time to go home," said Dr. Everett. She went out of the room as fast as she could and I didn't see her anymore. I opened the sharpener and saw all the sawdust. Not even a piece of the pencil was there. I touched the sawdust and 1,000,000,000,000,000 pencils jumped out from the sharpener. I got my bag and homework and ran out of the room.

I heard thumping and marching from the inside of the room. The pencils were following me. I ran all the way to my house and stopped. I had a dangerous plan to destroy those pencils.

I got my homework, a big fat battery, a bottle of oil, 5 whole toilet papers from my nanny's bathroom and a lighter. There was a tree that was broken from bottom to top. But not all of it was destroyed. There was a hole in the bottom of the tree where billions of ants lived. I had no choice. I had to kill them all.

Thump! "The pencils are coming," I said to myself. I put my homework inside the hole as far as I could. The hole was getting bigger so then by itself it went farther down until I couldn't see it. All the pencils jumpled right in the hole so they could write on my homework. I couldn't even see one pencil in the hole. Then I threw the giant battery down the hole and in about 2 minutes I was thinking what I could put next. I put oil inside the hole and there was no more oil left in the bottle. Second last was the toilet paper. That was hard. It took me about 10 minutes to do this. I had to wait until some of the toilet paper sunk and touched the battery. That is why. Last of all it was time for the lighter. There was a piece of toilet paper coming out of the tree. I lit a part of the toilet paper and sprinted as fast as I could to Eva's house (my sister's friend).

KAABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM!! Many people came running outside complaining about that horrible sound, but when they saw the explosion they were surprised. Their mouths fell wide open as 1,000,000,000,000,000 pencils were falling down from the sky like tiny red fireworks.

I walked home in amazement of how I got rid of those pencils. I was proud of myself. I solved the problem. I sat down at the kitchen table and got my second homework out. This homework was from class that was about spelling and then I started doing it. Suddenly the door opened and in walked a ......!

End Of School!!!

Finally its end of school! I feel so proud and now I can go wherever I want. When I got out of my classroom to tell my friend something, I told him that it felt that being on 5th grade was like one week. I could remember everything from 1st and 2nd semester. But I feel sad 'cause I'm going back to 5th grade. But next year I'm going to have more friends and my teacher is a boy. ( first time i had a boy teacher).

YIL