Monday, November 18, 2013

The Nantucket News by Sara J.

The Nantucket News
                                                                                                                                       
 2011

Breaking news! The Laurie Ann Barns ship found washed up!!  The story:  Many years ago, the Laurie Ann Barns had sunk, and over 10 people out of 250 died. The ship was used for passengers from England to visit our small island. Fortunately they were just getting started, so no passengers were aboard; only the crew and a few nantucketers. The ship sank 40 miles out to sea, the captain, 8 crew members and the cook died. The ship sank because of a fire. First the main sail caught on fire, then the boat itself caught on fire. Life rafts were lowered and  everyone got off except for the 10 unfortunate people. The cook got trapped in the kitchen, the 8 crew  members drowned. And the captain let a little boy take his spot on the life raft.. The little boy had gotten separated from his parents, so he hid in a barrel luckily the captain found him. 

                                                                                                                                                                        Report By: Sara J.

Maisy by Chloe C.

I remember when my cat Maisy died. I was at a sleepover at my friend Annie’s house and she had just dropped me off at the yacht club. My sister walks in crying, and hugging my mom. I ask whats wrong but my mom does not answer, but says its time to go. When we arrive home my mom takes us into the kitchen and Maisy is on the floor hurt. She had, had a stroke the night before. The vet came an hour later and put her down. We cried a lot. We brought her later that night to the MSPCA to be cremated. We miss her so much.
                                                                             By, Chloe C.

Our House is alive! by Chloe C.

 My house is an interesting place. We have 2 dogs and 3 cats, always a lot of people and Mary. Mary is our house’s name. Yes our house is alive.
    It all started one evening when two friends and I read about a ghost ritual ceremony. Of course we wanted to do it. We went up to my attic and set up a spherical circle, and started chanting. After a while the attic started vibrating, and all i could see was white. Then it all stopped. We were all disappointed. We left the attic and all my friends thought it was a bust but i thought differently . A few years later i was at home alone and my friend came wanting to do another ceremony. I guess the house thought we wanted to take its spirit away because it started shaking. We ran into the street thinking there was an earthquake, but only my house was shaking. We told my mom and she called a spirit man. He came in and after a while he said that our house was alive. So there it goes, I live in an alive house.

My favorite snack by Chloe C.

My favorite snack is peanut butter cheese crackers. they smell like peanut butter and taste delicious. They look like orange crackers with peanut butter in between. When I eat them I hear a crunch sound. They feel like crackers, I love them.
 If my snack could have a superpower, I would like it to be the power to make me have a better day.  It could also give you energy when you don’t have much, and help you have a better day.
                                     By, Chloe C.

Monday, November 11, 2013

My House by Morgan W.

My House by Morgan W.

My house is a special place because it is where my family lives.  My music room is very memorable. My home is different from anywhere else because it is mine and my family’s , but no one else’s. My house is approximately 300 years old and I think that is very exciting. There are no secrets about the house , but there are lots of old fire places, narrow doors and steep stairs from the olden days.    

Monday, November 4, 2013

Home by Sara J.

Home

Warm, Fun
Playing, Laughing, Crying
Memories, Kisses, Car, Bike
Loving, Caring, Hugging
Loud, Clean
Friendship 
                                                             
By: Sara J

At the Field Station