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Thursday, March 3, 2011

SHADOW CLIFFS By Brandon, age 8


Eating

Shadow Cliffs is a big park in Pleasanton with a lake and water slides and a place for picnics. At Shadow Cliffs we had to pay to go inside. We could pick a spot to eat. We ate McDonalds.

Swimming & the Boat

When we finished eating we went swimming. The deep end of the lake was cold. When you dive you will hit your head and you will drown. The last time I was there I dove and almost drowned. Dustin saved me. I said, “Thank you.” I went to get my boat. When I got my boat I went to the deep side. I played and I fell down in the water ten times and my mom just came out of nowhere. She just pushed me and I fell down again. I told my mom to stop and I put my boat next to the playground.

Football

I got my football from my mom’s bag and I told my mom to play with me. I threw it far. My mom missed. She threw it back. I dove down to catch the football and Dustin joined the game. Dustin was on my team. I took my boat and told my mom not to play with the football.

Missing Kid

Somebody’s parents came up to the lifeguard and said, “Our kid is missing!”
The lifeguard said, “Everybody out of the lake!”
All of the other lifeguards came to the lake. They all had on flippers and they found the child. He was next to the lifeguard tower all along.

Going Home

I wanted to play with my boat and I got my boat. My mom rode in my boat. She almost popped the boat and we packed up to go home. It was my brother’s turn to sit in the front seat of the car. I sat in the back and we went home. I saw a road sign that said Road Closed. I told my dad to go back. He said, “No, this road will be ok.” I fell asleep in the car. When I woke up I was at home and I helped my dad to carry stuff upstairs to our apartment.

About the Author

My name is Brandon. I live with my mom, dad, sister and brother. My age is eight. I live in San Francisco. I like to play Legos and I am good at ice-skating. I want to be good at reading. When l grow up, I want to be a driver for 101 Trucking like my dad. If I were a plant would be a weed with thorns because then if someone tried to pick me they would get poked. If I could have one wish I would wish for a drivers license. I am also the author of Trip to Vietnam.

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