Saturday, January 22, 2011

Friday, January 21, 2011

Moving to Florida

                                                                         

I would like our family to move our homeschool, and our family, to St. Petersburg, Florida to improve our education. 

There are museums and other places nearby, like theTampa Museum of Science and Industry and LegoLand. These museums are ramped like many of the houses and buildings. Our family homeschool can readily access them and learn in them.

If our family homeschool is in Florida, we can go to the library more easily and get fun books, educational books, and have more social interaction. This will make our family happy, smart, and more ready to use teamwork.

In Florida, our family can get a house with a pool in the backyard. Exercising in a pool every day makes us healthier, and gets the brain blocks out every day. Having a pool in the backyard will teach me personal responsibility and give me all the exercise I need. 

Our family can go into the parks in Florida with our friends at anytime, any day because the parks have paths for us. We can meet more people because of the warmer weather, and the ramped structures. I hope we meet other home-schoolers outside more often. Our family and some of the home-schoolers might have the same interests and become friends.

I believe we would become happy and independent from these things, causing us to have better attitudes and be ready to learn more.

                                                                        Thank you, 
                                                                              Aaron Shepard

Monday, January 10, 2011

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

The Original Farmer Jack Story

This is my original story for my comic "Farmer Jack's Plant Mystery".

Farmer Jack was running through a forest of plants, being chased by a black shape, which was knocking down the plants as it went along.

 "Yikes!" he said as he suddenly woke up sweating. He glanced at his clock. It was 2 A.M.! 

He gets out of bed and walks to the bathroom. He gets in the shower and washes his strong arms and legs and brown matted hair. He gets on tan pants and a shirt so he can work in the field. 

He goes to the kitchen. he eats a carrot and two tomatoes and stares at the empty shelves, thinking about how hungry he is.

 He goes outside and sees wilting plants and thinks, "What is the cause of this?". He thinks of his parents. "What would they do?" he wonders. 

 His parents used to live at the farm, but a year earlier left saying the house was too small. They now lived in the city. Jack had stayed because he loved the plants and though growing them helped people.

He walks carefully still thinking what his parents might do.

"I'm sure they would check for the right bugs, how much rainwater was falling, and probably if there was poison in the soil," he thinks, counting off his fingers.  He reaches the middle of the field and put down a rain catcher, then digs some soil up with a shovel and puts a tab in it that samples for poison.  A few seconds later the tab says there is no poison in the soil.  He deploys his homemade robot that can photograph every individual plant in a day.  

The next day, he looks at the the photographs and finds all the right bugs in large numbers.  He looks at the rain and finds that enough rain is falling.

He thinks, "What could it be?  What could it be?!"

After some thought, he decides to check lighting.  Sure enough, when he looked up, he saw a spaceship blocking the sunlight!  The spaceship read, "NASA Call 1-800-PEOPLE-ON-BOARD."

He called that number and the people on board answered.

"Could you direct me to your director, please?" he asked.

"Yes, we can.  Just call 555-0000," they said.  

So Farmer Jack called that number and asked, "Can you move your spaceship, please?" 

The director said, "Yes, if you can build us a robot that can watch for aliens."  

Jack said, "Okay!"  

Jack built the robot and told the NASA director about it.  Jack deployed his robot.  NASA moved the spaceship and all was well.

The End.