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Hi. This is my blog. I let my dad post when he wants to(which is never). I haven't been on in a while. Bye.





----Kristina :-)(-:

All the pictures I've drawn on the computer!!!

All of these pictures were drawn by me on the computer.

O Christmas tree! O Christmas tree!

We got our tree today. It's very tall. We haven't decorated it yet, though. The tag on it said: "7-8 feet tall :check my water level every day. :be sure to trim on inch off my base before readying. : Have merry Christmas!'' I think it's about 7 1/2 feet tall. Send me a picture of your tree if you have my email address and a picture of your tree if you have one yet.

----Kristina

FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!

Fire is a great thing. This picture of a fire isn't as great as a real fire, though. If this works with Blogger, this "picture" is actually an about two minute video of a fire. One thing I know is, the world was never a cold and dark place before fire was discovered. God did create the sun in the seven days of creation. Fire is very hot!!!!! Natalie likes fires. "Fire" is a fun word to write. Fire Fire Fire Fire! See? So it is. Today is Thanksgiving. I'll probably see a real fire tomorrow when we go to my dad's parent's house. They have a fireplace. That's where this picture was taken. My mom's parents, which we are celebrating the holiday with, don't have a fireplace. We have two fireplaces at our house, but we have never ever made a single fire. A lot of people think fire is red. It's actually anywhere from whitish orange to blue. Sometimes, in a very weak fire, a fire can be slightly reddish orange. This fire is more like whitish orange with specks of blue(when I saw the real fire it had tiny blue streaks everywhere). In conclusion, you can see pretty well that fires are a neat thing to have: Winter warmth, Summer barbecues, baking, heaters, etc.



-----Kristina

Hello!

It's Kristina again! I decided that I don't want to write about the life of a lego.

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The life of Pinky

Pinky was an unwanted lego. She was pink. When Pinky was born, she was even discarded by her parents. Now that Pinky was 10, things were a lot worse. She often got teased in her small 5th grade class, not that Mrs.Blinkly cared. You see, no one had ever even heard of such nonsense. A pink lego! Rubbish! Pinky wasn't a wimpy type, but she didn't exactly enjoy the teasers. Not that she minded them, but she was just looking for her own place in the world. Then one day, Pinky got a package in the mail that said on the front: "Pinky. I know how you feel so I jumped out of this little boy's box, into his room, set up a trap, and open the box to see what I got ya! - Aunt Red" Pinky opened the vast box and found the wonderful surprise: Her very own human! Pinky rushed around in circles, screaming with delight. The boy saw no movement and picked up the unusual lego. This boy happened to like pink legos. He sun bleached red ones in the window. Since Aunt Red's box was the boy's home, Pinky was happy to see her. She must have been bleached because now she looked like Pinky herself. Pinky lived here with Aunt Red for the rest of her life(until the boy accidentally let his cat chew her up). And she lived happily ever after.