Five weeks ago, I started 5th grade. It has been a lot easier than I thought it would be. It’s kind of fun being the oldest ones in the intermediate school. We also haven’t got as much homework as I thought we would. All of the teachers are really nice. We get a lot of extra recess. One of my favorite things about this year is P.E. I can’t wait to do more!

My Mom has taught me how to do math. She taught me how to do addition when I was in Pre-k. Since she taught me so early, I’m really good at math. She started teaching me subtraction before my teachers did. By the time I was learning basic multipication facts in school, my Mom was was trying to teach me two digit by two digit multiplication. I love my Mom for teaching me math. My Mom is the best mom ever!

Puppy

Tiny, playful

Running, jumping, eating

People adore these small creatures

Young dog

Pencil

Skinny, thin, long

Writing, drawing, sharpening

I use it to write on paper

Pointy

Santa

Fat, chubby, big

Eating, drinking, checking

He’s delivering toys to kids

Magic

Rainbow

colorful, long

shining, disappearing

You can see one after a storm

No end

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The President of the U. S. A lives and works in the White House.  There are six levels and one hundred thirty-eight rooms in the house.  It’s located in Washington, D.C., the capital of the United States.  The White House has a movie theater, a tennis court, a track, a pool, and one bowling lane.

One stormy day, I was sitting on the couch watching the football game on T.V.  When the game was almost over, the power went out.  I looked down at the rug and I saw a small lump.  The lump started moving and growling. I got under a small, cozy blanket and started screaming.  It got closer and closer.  I darted to my room and locked the door.  I picked up my phone and dialed 911.  I shouted into the phone, “There is something under my rug but I don’t know what it is!”  He told me he would get there as soon as he could.  Ten minutes later, the cop was there.  He investigated the whole house.  He told me I had a big imagination and left.  “I guess I’ll have to catch it myself,” I muttered. Two weeks passed and it happened again.  I was watching T.V. with a net in my hand.  A lump grew into the rug.  I gripped the net and threw it over the lump.  I crawled under the rug and grabbed it.  When I got out, I realized it was just a small, fluffy dog.  It bit me and ran away.  I guess I got scared for nothing.