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Show Saturday, January 31, 1998 The Park Record Fresh Prints Contributions from Park City kids rciiirowiiiMwiiiwit The following stories were written by Teri Wiss' 5th grade "Writers' Workshop" students at Jeremy Ranch Elementary School. WASHINGTON D.C. by Caitlin Jolley The subway came to a screeching stop. All of the people I was with hurried to get onto the train. The ride was bumpy and noisy! People were talking and laughing to each other. Soon we were off and hurrying hurry-ing up long flights of stairs until we were outside onto a busy street. Here we were, ready to sightsee in the city of Washington, D.C.! We saw some of the famous monuments and buildings. The Lincoln Memorial looked pale and colorless with a serious look on his face. Pigeons were sitting on his head and in his lap. I felt like they should not be sitting on such a special person! We saw the Wall from the Vietnam War. The Wall seemed more than KX) miles long. Everyone was quiet and whispering like they were in church or in a graveyard. People left roses and flowers to remember those who died in that war. One of my favorite places was the Capitol building. The senators from all of the states work there. The building was monstrous! It had long wide, halls so when you walked you could hear your feet echo! Before I knew it, we were back on the subway on our way home. I seemed like I had walked a million miles that day! But 1 was glad to have been able to visit Washington D.C! THE LADY MOOSE by Sarah Starr It all started when Mom and I came to our cabin. It was a beautiful day. We took a little hike up the mountain. We wandered around among the trees until we caught a glimpse of an old cabin. It was a structure my mom had made when she was little! The whole cabin was about the same size as my bedroom at home. It had a small ladder stuck to the wall so a person could climb up to the tiny loft. Most of the many windows win-dows had some screening left on them but not much glass. There in the cabin was a worn out dirty broom. While my mom started to clean, she asked me to go find some things to put inside to make it look better. I walked around outside to see what I could find like a flower or some pine cones. While I was searching, I found another broken up old cabin. I was curious. As 1 was about to step closer, clos-er, I heard something I had never heard before. It sounded like a fire crackling in the night. Suddenly I knew...l was not alone. A huge moose appeared not 10 feet away from me. She turned her big head and stared at me. I ran, tearing through the woods, screaming my way back to Mom. She thought I said a bear was coming. com-ing. We both scrambled down the hill back to safety, tripping a lot as we ran for the main cabin. When we finally got down, my leg was bleeding bleed-ing a little, but I was so scared that I didnt even feel it. We would go back some other day. DAISY by Dave Hurst We named her Daisy. She was just a tiny kitten. She could fit in an average sized palm! I got her for my birthday. It was belated about 12 days. The night we brought her home, my brother, Paul, had a slumber party. He got a lot of cool presents. It made me jealous. I could have stolen them right then. When I was almost asleep Daisy crept up to me and laid on my head! I tried to catch her, but she slipped out of my hands and whizzed out of the room like a little train. SNOW TUNNEL by Taryn Willkom From shovels to Mom's gardening garden-ing tools, if we could dig with it, it would work. Almost anything we found, we used. We were going to build a snow tunnel. My friend Megan and I collected all kinds of supplies for our tunnel. My brother and his friends kept bothering us, so we told them to bug off. The ground was cold like icicles, but there was a wonderful feeling of excitement. We dug deep, all the way down to the grass. We had to make it wide enough so two people could fit inside. We made a secret passage and blocked it up with snow so nobody could get in. One of our tunnels collapsed when my dog. Bailey, fell through it. It was so funny to watch her try to dig her way out. By the time we were finished building, we had more than just a snow tunnel for two. We had a whole fort running all the way through my backyard. We had a great time that day. CAMPING . by Ben Hughes On a cold day with the sun shining shin-ing like a lamp, we drove up a bumpy rock-covered road. We arrived at a nice campground. It had just rained so the ground was muddy but not moist enough to stick to your shoe. Near the campground there was a stream with big rocks that had green moss on them. We crossed it. There in front of us, was a hill. We climbed it. About halfway I saw something bronze sticking out of the ground. It was the tip of a bullet. I showed it to my brother. We climbed back down the hill and recrossed the stream. By the car, I showed the bullet to my dad. He was amazed. He said that the chances of finding the tip of a bullet were slim. After the sun went down we roasted marshmal-lows marshmal-lows and made smores over the fire. At midnight we went to bed. There was lightning all around and it rained. Early that morning we quickly packed up and drove back down the bumpy road, and right on home. Here's a story, based on historical events, by one of Mrs. Durfee's 8th-grade 8th-grade English students, who is also in Mr. Jacob's history class at Treasure Mountain Middle School. MANHATTAN ISLAND by Chase Flanders Hello, my name is Peter Minuet. Today's date is Tuesday, Oct. 3, 1626, at 11:20 a.m. and 34.327 seconds. sec-onds. I'm planning on working out a deal with the Indians to buy Manhattan Island from them. Of course, I'm going to try and rip them off and only give them a few trinkets for it, but don't get me wrong. I'm really a nice guy. I just have a budget. Anyway, I'm on my way there right now, writing in the saddle. So I'll join you again when 1 meet with the Indians. "Hello," I said when I met them. "How," their chief responded. "By horse," I answered back. "That be good," Mr. Chief, as I call him, said. "Did you have a good ride, Mr. Peter Minuet?" "How do you know my name?" I asked suspiciously. "I'm in a story. Having me know your name increases my future dramatic dra-matic intellectual capabilities." "Oh." "Why are you here, Mr. Peter Minuet?" "I want to negotiate. And stop calling me Mr. Peter Minuet. It's getting on my nerves," I complained. com-plained. "OK, Pete; I'll negotiate with you." "That's great, but you don't even know what I want to negotiate about." "Once again, if I dive straight into your bargain it increases the prospect that 1 have no idea what I'm getting into, giving the reader a sense of awareness about the deal that may be coming up." . "Oh. In that case, I'll give you $24 worth of trinkets in exchange for this island." "One moment. I must consult with my fellow Indians to discuss your deakm" Mr. Chief said in a businesslike tone. "Good," I said, "But stop using those big words. You're confusing me." "Fine," Mr. Chief said. "Let me try again." Mr. Chief took a deep breath, held it in for a moment and said, "Just hang out dude, while I mix with my homeys." "Cool," I said. I stayed around while Mr. Chief went to "mix with his homeys." In a few minutes he came back and said, "We have decided to accept your crazy, stupid, ill-timed and just plain bad deal." Just as we were shaking hands. Mr. Chief noticed the tall skyscrapers, skyscrap-ers, office buildings, busy streets, pollution and, most importantly, the constant rising prices of the Manhattan area growing up all around him, and he passed out cold. Oh well. It's all part of the business. . s wmm&ft. w I S .. J D r t ifN . c 'U- 4 lift tz' -v 1 !J,. 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