Chinatown Clown

Chinatown Clown   

The other day in Chinatown

I saw a scary looking clown

He had those scary massive shoes

And tried to drink up all my booze

I tried to run away from him

But then he said, “It’s cousin Tim!”

I asked him, “Why are you a clown?”

He said, “My bossman let me down.”

I said to him, “Well that’s a shame.”

“I know,” he said, “It’s pretty lame.”

I probably should go right now

“Good bye,” he said and took a bow.

Then I went home from Chinatown

And thought of Tim that silly clown

I hope I’ll see him sometime soon

Maybe I’ll meet him on the moon.

By: Jaclyn Patton 

Eyes

                                  Eyes      By: Jaclyn Patton

Eyes 

often 

change 

Interesting spaces 

between them, 

Listening 

to hidden stories

Forever 

living 

trapped by 

Little 

Time 

Passing 

But silenced 

by words 

Created by eyes 

Is Somebody Singing Lip Dub! I.S.S.

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This is a lip dub we helped make, and it was really fun! This song was sung and written by the Barenaked Ladies and Commander Chris Hadfield who is currently in the I.S.S. and the first Canadian commander  Thanks to Dean Shareski for editing and putting the video together! You can check out his blog here: http://ideasandthoughts.org he is very funny and posts about neat things. I had fun making this and I hope our class can make one again soon!


You can watch the original video here:

Pet Incident

My Grandpa has always liked cats, but he’s never owned an indoor cat. One day out on his deck was a cat looking in through the window. She looked hungry and scared. So, Grandpa went outside to catch it. But as soon as the cat saw movement, it ran away as fast as its little  legs could carry it. The next day, Grandpa took some cat food and left it on his deck for the cat. Soon, the cat came and started eating the food.

For the next year, Grandpa would put food out on the deck and the cat would come eat. But, one time he put the bowl just inside the door with the door opened. The cat came and looked in through the open door, and stepped inside and started eating. So, every day, Grandpa would move the bowl inside by just a little bit and the cat would come right inside and eat. After a while, the cat got so far inside the house Grandpa could lightly pet her.

One time when my Grandma wasn’t home and the cat was inside eating, Grandpa moved a bit too fast and scared the cat.  Instead of running back outside, the cat ran down the hallway and down the stairs. When she was down there she peed in the plants and on the floor and when she was done in the basement she ran upstairs to my grandparents bedroom and peed on my Grandmas pillows and blankets. Grandpa chased her down to the basement for the night and would get rid of her in the morning. In the morning, he called my older brother and I to come over and help him with something. When we got there, he asked us to go downstairs and get the baby gates, which we did, and when we came upstairs we asked what they were for. He told us what had happened the night before with the cat. He had chased it upstairs and it was hiding underneath a bookcase. So My older brother went upstairs with a broom and Grandpa and I held up the baby gates at the bottom of the stairs, making a short path to the door so the cat would go out. All of a sudden, we heard a crash and hissing, then the cat came flying down the stairs and out the door.

Then we cleaned Grandma’s sheets and plants for her, and decided not to tell her about the cat pee. When Grandma came home we all had a good laugh about it. Now we feed the cat out on the deck with the door tightly closed.

;) The End