Zoo Animals...

I have been thinking about the zoo quite often lately. It's one of my all time favorite places to go, I love it so much. Sadly, however, I haven't been there since I was a very small child. Today, I decided to think back about the animals that were my favorite to go and see. It made me feel a little less sad about missing the zoo. :) So, here's a few of my favorite animals from the zoo:

1. Giraffes:  I love giraffes because of their amazing height (Shocker, huh?!). Also, I think that it is really fun to feed them because their purple and/or blue tongues are insanely long, so they often wrap around your entire hand. It is quite creepy and exciting all at once. :)

2. The Jungle Cats: I'm talking lions, tigers, panthers, cheetahs and so on... They are all amazing, beautiful, and powerful creatures! I love them all.

3. Hippopotamus: They are so funny looking but cute at the same time. They make me laugh! They are also quite vicious, which I find very fascinating. They are just over all very fascinating creatures. :)

4. Kangaroo: They are cute, fuzzy, and they jump everywhere they go. I mean, what's not to love about them?

5. Toucan: I love all of the exotic birds, but Toucans have to be one of my favorites. They're so pretty and their colorful beaks are very intriguing! :)

6. Baboon: I know that these animals are pretty ugly, but I can't help but like them! Whenever I see baboons, I think of Rafiki from The Lion King; a loony, crazy old man baboon who everybody loves and laughs at. However, there's also that terrifying baboon scene from Tarzan. THAT is what gives me mixed feelings about baboons...

7. Anteater: These animals look so funny it kills me! At first, they seem to be pretty ugly, but the longer that I look at them, the cuter they appear to be. You must admit, it's pretty adorable how they carry their babies on their backs. Sure, gorillas do that too, but it's not nearly as cute as when the anteaters do it.

Farm Animals in Action Films

A couple days ago, I had a funny idea. I thought that if I was going to re-write books or do remakes of movies with all of the characters as farm animals, what animals would they be? I was so excited about this idea that I made a couple lists so that I could share my ideas with you! As I was writing, I began to run out of ideas for farm animals, so some of them technically wouldn't be put under the title of "farm animals".
Enjoy :)

Lord of The Rings
(Characters from all three movies)

Gandalf- Bloodhound
Gimli- Bore
Boromir- Rooster
Aragorn- Hawk
Legolas- Owl
Feramir- Sheep dog
Arwen- Blue jay
Eowyn- Sheep dog
Rose- Cow
Sam- Cow
Galadriel- Hummingbird
Elrond- Owl
Mary- Duck
Pippin- Goose
Frodo- Hedgehog
Steward of Gondor- Pig
Wormtongue- Salamander
Golem- Frog
Orcs- Wolves
Uruk Hai- Bears

The Mummy
(From first and second movies)

O'Connel- German Shephard
Evelyn- German Shephard
Alex- German Shephard puppy
Jonathan- Goose
Beni- Ferret or Rat
Imhotep- Snake
Anck Su Namun- Spider
The Magi- Hawks
The three Americans- Sheep Dogs
 Captain Winston Havlock- Cow
Warden Gad Hassan- Pig
Dr. Allen Chamberlain- Owl
Lock-Nah- Bull
Red- Donkey
Jacques- Ram
Spivey- Goat

Ballet Tutus

   When I was in my assisting class at dance today, I was inspired to write about tutus. One of the little girls in the class that I was helping with was wearing one, and instantly, I knew that tutus was what I was going to blog about.

   Being a ballerina myself, tutus are a subject that is near and dear to my heart. I know that sounds really cheesy and kind of strange, but it's true. I absolutely love them. I've done a little bit of research about them so that I could know about all of the different types of tutus. Ballet tutus are absolutely not to be mixed up with any other form of women's skirst. They are specifically titled ballet tutus for a reason. Ballerinas wear them when dancing a ballet.
 
      Now, there is not just one style of tutu for ballet that everybody uses, there are many. In ballet, there are four major types of tutus. There is bell or pancake tutus, which are both classical, then there is the romantic tutu and the Balanchine-Karinska tutu. Because I was so excited to learn about these tutus, I felt that I should share what I learned with my readers.

•  Classical Pancake Tutu-The pancake tutu extends directly from the hips. It is worn with a hoop to keep it's shape very straight and flat, like a pancake.

•  Classical Bell Tutu- The bell tutu extends directly from the hips. Unlike the pancake tutu, it is not worn with a hoop. Instead, it has the sloping shape of a bell.

•  The Balanchine-Karinska Tutu- This tutu actually has an interesting background. The famous ballet master George Balanchine often choreographed ballets with a very large number of dancers. There were often many problems with the dancers traditional pancake tutus brushing up against each other, so Karinska, a famous designer from the 1950's who costumed Balanchines dancers, set out to fix that problem. She created the so-called powder puff tutu that had a much looser appearance and supported itself without a hoop.

• The Romantic Tutu- The romantic tutu is in the shape of a bell and it is between knee and ankle length. It is free flowing and emphasizes lightness and ethereal quality when used in the romantic ballets. It is said to have been invented and made famous among European ballet dancers by Marie Taglioni, a famous ballet dancer in the romantic era.

   After reading this, I hope that you have learned some new things about tutus. The next time that you see a ballet, I hope that you would appreciate all of the different styles and forms of the beautiful art of...
THE TUTU

  

  

Mashed Potatoes and Gravy

    Thanksgiving holiday is this week! Yahoo! I know that when Thanksgiving comes around, people start making lists of what they're thankful for. Right now, I'm going to do just that. However, since I know that it can get a little boring hearing the same thing over and over and over again about what people are thankful for, I'm going to change things up a bit. Don't get me wrong, it's great to share with other people what we're thankful for, I'm just going to make it a bit more interesting. I'm going to write a list of small things that I'm thankful for, not just the average "I'm thankful for my family and friends..." type stuff. It'll be more like random, slightly insignificant things. So, here it goes. . .

I am thankful for...

1. Napkin baskets. I was just sitting here at my dining room table thinking about how much I like my napkin basket and of how useful it is.
2. Clean water.
3. Being able to have free access to an extremely large amount of books through libraries.
4. Learning Espanol.
5. Cars and telephones! Without them, I wouldn't be able to be in contact with family in different states.
6. Porcupines. They are really cool and I think they're super cute! 
7. Museums.
8. Pot holders.
9. Exfoliating face wash.  
10. Really warm socks.
11. Belts.
12. Paper. I love paper.
13. Sudoku.
14. Christmas lights. I'm glad that we don't use actual candles. My Christmas would end in disaster every year if we did!
15. Candles. (As long as their not on a Christmas tree!)
16. Potato peelers. 
17. Pony-tail holders and bobby pins.
18. Cameras.
19. Umbrellas. They're just so much fun, AND they're very useful!
20. Pens. I'm glad that we don't just have quill's and ink to use anymore. We have more options now! 
21. Ice trays.  

Old Rhymes . . .

   I was just flipping through my old journal that I used in my English class a few years ago hoping that I would find some inspiration for a blog post to write. Then I found it. Exactly what I was looking for.

    I found my old poetry.

   As I was reading through it all, I was very entertained and laughed at a lot of it, yet, I was also pretty impressed. Some of my poems weren't actually that bad! My junior high self actually had some pretty good ideas. I was beginning to think that it would be fun to share my poetry with other people. I find it rather entertaining(even the bad stuff. It makes me laugh!), so I was hoping that it would also entertain others besides myself. But then I realized that the only two people in the whole entire world who have seen my poetry is myself and my English teacher. Then suddenly, I had an epiphany! I could just re-write my poetry into my "modern journal" . . . My blog!

   So, without further ado, here is my old poetry! About 99.9% of this poetry is all haikus; but, alas, haikus are my favorite form of poetry. :)

"y=mx+b"
Graphing is not fun.
At least, that is what they say.

Yet, it is my joy!

"Tendus & Bautmas"
Releve, plie,
Releve, plie, jump, jump.

Life has ups and downs.

"She is"
Dancing, she is
Clothed in orange and red, she is

She is the fire.

"Valentines Day"
Distressed and lonely
Until this very day.
Where everything is cheery
And in a bright array.

"The Journey"
The big grey waves
Up and down we go along

With a yellow stripe.

"Dreams of Summer"
The summer fairies,
The dandelions in the air,

Are just the snowflakes in my hair.

Wrikis' beginning Continued...

   Theodore sat very still on the ground of the forest as the little brown owl stared at him. Theodore held eye contact with the owl for what seemed like eternity. As they sat there in the forest, just staring at each other, Thomas felt as if the little owl was trying to tell him something. Suddenly, the owl broke eye contact and swiftly flew up into the sky with great speed. Thomas lept to his feet and watched the owl circle in the air above him among the mangled and broken trees.

   He had to follow the owl.

    He didn't exactly know why, he just knew that he had to. He felt that the owl had to lead him somewhere and that he had something to tell him that was very important. The small owl began to fly farther into the forest, so Theodore followed him as quickly as he could. He jumped over logs and crawled through fallen branches just to keep up. As the owl flew faster, Theodore ran faster. He went crashing through the debris of the strange "storm" that he had experienced earlier so that he wouldn't lose sight of the little brown owl. After quite a few minutes of following the owl, Theodore began to grow tired and he was feeling afraid that he would loose sight of the owl. He was afraid that he would never find out what the owl had to say and he would never see what the owl wanted to show him.

   Just as Theodore was about to lose sight of the owl, they rounded a corner together and Theodore stopped dead in his tracks. Theodore was shocked at what he saw. He didn't even know what to think. As he stood there, trembling amongst the great trees of the forest, he saw . . .





   TO BE CONTINUED . . .

The World Without Cheese

   The world without cheese would be a sad, sad place. Food would never be the same. Lasagna and pizza would be completely different than usual because there wouldn't be any cheese for it. Soup wouldn't be nearly as delicious because there wouldn't be any Parmesan cheese to sprinkle on top. There wouldn't be any delicious Irish cheese to eat with apples and strawberries. There wouldn't be any squeaky cheese to make people laugh. There wouldn't be any nacho cheese. There would be no Feta cheese for Greek salads. There wouldn't be any cheese factories to go visit and get free cheese samples from; no Tillamook cheese factory, no Hilmar cheese factory. And also . . . I can hardly say it . . . There would be no fried cheese curds. *GASP* Fried cheese curds is one of the most delicious and deadly things that I have ever eaten in my whole life. The world without them would just be sad. So, so sad.

One of the major problems with a world without cheese is that there wouldn't be a moon! Everybody knows that the moon is made of cheese. Wallace and Grommet even said so! If the world didn't have cheese, that means that we wouldn't have a moon, which means that we would all burn up from the heat of the sun, and we would all DIE!!!!

So, basically, the food in a world without cheese wouldn't taste nearly as delicious as it does now, and, in the end, we would all burn up and die.

Thanks for reading!
~ M. Frankfurt

The Donut Pirate

First off, I need to explain the purpose of me showing you two videos. The actual video that I wanted to show you is the second one, called "Donut Pirate". Then I thought to myself 'No, they need to see "Waffles" first. It is extremely important'. So, purpose for the first video, "Waffles" is so that you will know WHO Jeffrey Dallas is and WHY he is the way he is. I strongly believe that every person who goes to watch a Jeffrey Dallas video needs to watch "Waffles" first, so that they can understand more about who Jeffrey is.

"Donut Pirate" is one of my top favorite YouTube videos ever. The kid is the absolute best part of it. Sure, he's a brat, but lets face it. In this video, who even cares if he's mean? He's kinda supposed to be. I mean, c'mon guys, he's a pirate!

The way that he talks is great. His little lisp is funny (and really cute *cough cough*). I also like what he's wearing. His little vest and tie with the button up shirt just add a little something to his character. It makes me imagine that he's not the kind of kid who would actually want to dress up like a pirate, he just thinks very in depth about being one, and he has lots of evil plans and schemes going on in his mind. It makes him look reeaaally smart, like he knows exactly what he's talking about and he's very serious about it all. I think that his frown is like the cherry on top for his character. I can't help but crack up when he frowns! It's so intense, I feel like he could frown a hole through someones head!

So, I really like this video and it always makes me laugh, and I hope that it makes you laugh too! :)

BEING A TEA POT!!!!!!

Tea pots lead really tough lives. I don't mean tough as in they have a difficult job or anything. I mean tough as in they have extremely boring jobs and are ridiculously misunderstood and mistreated. I feel that, being a tea pot myself, I need to stand up for all of my fellow tea pots in the world and shed a little light on our poor, poor situation.

   First of, I would like to talk about our appearances. Based on that "I'm A Little Tea Pot" song, everybody just assumes that all of us tea pots are little, short, and stout. Sure, we do all have a handle and a spout, but are we ALL little, short, and stout? Absolutely not!!! Though I myself am a short and stout German tea pot, the tea pot in the china cabinet next door to me is, in fact, a very tall and skinny French tea pot. You see? That ridiculous tea po0t song that all humans sing sticks all of us tea pots into one, single stereo type; little, short, and stout.  And, besides that, how can humans go on singing about being a little tea pot when they know absolutely nothing about the experience. I mean, seriously, have you or anybody you know actually asked a tea pot what it's like to... Well... Actually BE a tea pot?! No! Nobody has, have they?

   The next thing I would like to talk about is our job. This is the part of our lives where the tea pot song is actually quite accurate. Now I will just explain it to you in a bit more detail. We sit on the stove in your house and wait to be used. During the summer, we just sit there and get all dusty. By the time winter comes around, we're boiling over with excitement (get it? eh, get it? Boiling over??? Ok, never mind, enough joking...)! When winter comes, we actually get to be used! Then, we remember just how boring our job is. You fill us up with water, put us on the burner turned on high, and you wait. After quite a while of sitting on the stove and watching you wait, we finally get all steamed up, we shout, and you tip us over and pour us out. TA-DA!!!! THAT, my human friends, is the life of a tea pot.

   Now, for a few little tid-bits that I have left to share. Our scenery. All we have to look at is what we can see from the stove. Maybe YOU should go sit in front of the stove for hours and hours on end and see how you like. Or, when you do, you can even face the wall! The majority of the time, people don't care whether we're facing the wall or not (and yes, we have invisible eyes.)! One more thing.We shout. ALL WE DO IS SHOUT! WE DON'T HAVE ANY OTHER SPEAKING LEVEL BUT SHOUTING! IT REALLY GETS OLD AFTER A WHILE!!!

   So, as you can see, us tea pots are very misunderstood and mistreated kitchen appliances. We're only expected to do one thing in and we are all stuck into the same stereo type that  says we're all little, short, and stout. So, next time you go to use your tea top, have some respect. Don't sing the tea pot song and, when your done with us, please... Just take a little extra time and go put us up on the mantle (if not, at least have the respect to put our eyes facing the right way on the stove.).

10 confessions of me, myself, and I...

1. I still sleep with my teddy bear. His name is Buddy (typical, I know!) and I got him at a Build-A-Bear Workshop in Disneyland when I was about seven or eight.
2. I'm like an old lady. Soups and chunky sweaters are two of my favorite things in the world.
3. I never ever ever make my bed unless it is absolutely necessary. I know it's a bad habit, but I confess that I don't try very hard to break it.
4. I love trying to catch chickens. I don't know why, I just think it's really fun and entertaining!
5. When I was a kid, without fail, I would always hum while drawing/concentrating (or even while watching somebody else do the same). it used to drive people crazy! Now, on occasion, I still hum while drawing or while concentrating really, really hard on something.
6. I like to sing. A lot. Whenever I'm at home with my Mom or on the road driving, I'm constantly singing. It's generally not very pretty. I sing a lot of songs from musicals in obnoxious voices (and it tends to be very, very loud!).
7. When I'm home alone, I'm constantly talking to myself and having made-up conversations with inanimate objects.
8. No matter what book I'm reading, I usually always read it in a British accent.
9. I often think in Spanish.
10. When I was little, I would go around the house and find all of the spatulas that my Mom would spank me with and I would hide them under my mattress. And there was a LOT of spatulas, I was a very, very stubborn child. :)

Watching TV

Right now, I am currently sitting upstairs in my Grandparents house watching TV.
The show that I'm watching right now is a reality drama called Down South Dance. The show is about clogging.
I've kind of been watching TV all day while doing homework and eating every now and then.
I've been getting tired of sitting around so much, so I'm very excited to be going shopping tomorrow.
I often get very hungry while shopping, just like when sitting and watching TV.
I'm actually kind of hungry right now. But it's really late, so I think I'll just go to bed.
I really like the bed that I get to sleep in. The mattress is pretty comfy, but the frame does squeak every time I move, so that's kind of annoying.
It's like squeaky shopping carts when your at the store.
I went to the store and bought pumpkins to decorate my grandparents porch with today.
It was threatening to rain when we went to the store, and when we left, it was pouring outside.
The weather has bean really exciting here in Oregon (exciting compared to the weather at home in CA).
I was going to practice tap outside today, but it was raining too much.
Not being able to exercise yet while on vacation has made me a bit tired and lazy feeling.
I do believe that I'm very tired right now.
Ok, I think I'm done wishing to be a professional clogger for now.
I should probably just go to bed right now.
I hope that everybody gets a good night sleep and has a very productive day tomorrow.
Goodnight! :)

Dear Weather...

Thank you for being overcast while I'm on vacation in Oregon. Thank you for being cold and windy. Many people wish for warm, sunny weather while on vacation; but not me! I enjoy cold, windy weather while on vacation. Warm weather in the state of Oregon is not appealing to me in any way. The air becomes much to dry and the landscaping is all dead. But when it's cold and rainy, everything is lush and green. And, because you are currently in the stage of fall, the trees are beginning to change to the most brilliant shades of red, orange, and yellow! Thank you for making me cold so that I can wear lots of warm, snugly layers with scarves and boots. It makes packing so much for fun to have to pick out lots of layers! Having you being overcast also makes for really great pictures, especially when going to the coast, which I am very excited about this year. I thank you again, weather, for being very overcast, cold, and windy, for you are making my vacation much more enjoyable than I ever imagined it would be!

Sincerely,
      M. Frankfurt

P.S. However, I do ask, while I am here, that you do not rain too much. For if you do, there is a high chance that I will have to drive back home to California in the snow, which would be very unenjoyable. Thank you.

I can't wait for LEGGINGS to go out of style.

This is a subject that I am VERY passionate about.

   I cannot WAIT for leggings to go out of style! And I don't mean leggings themselves, it's more like the way people wear them.
   Leggings were made to be worn under dresses or skirts if their to short. You can also wear them under dresses, skirts, jeans, and pajamas for extra warmth. I believe that that is how leggings are truly supposed to be worn. Those ways to wear leggings are absolutely fine and on occasion I even wear them these ways myself even though I would really rather not. I, in fact, avoid wearing them as much as possible.

   However, that's not how people are usually wearing them these days. This is the part of leggings that I really, really, REALLY want to go out of style. People wear leggings by themselves! ALONE! There's no skirt or dress being worn over them and their certainly not wearing them for warmth under pants or pajamas (in truth, leggings by themselves are not very warm... at all.). They're just wearing plain old leggings. That is not the way they are supposed to be worn! The reasons it's bad to wear them by themselves is because:

1. They're extremely inappropriate!
2. The leggings certainly do not EVER stay where they belong on your body! This is one of the major reasons they're so terribly unattractive.
3. Unless your extremely fit, they are never attractive to wear by themselves. And if you are extremely fit and they do look good on you, then that's also a problem. People will be "looking" at them for the wrong reasons.
4. Unless the leggings are especially thick or are printed with crazy colors, they're all generally sheer. So whatever your wearing underneath those leggings, we can see it.

So, leggings are absolutely NOT supposed to be worn by themselves. The only reason they ever should be worn by themselves is if your working out with a bunch of girls, which I believe is absolutely fine (even then, I avoid it). But otherwise, don't do it. Please. Just. Don't. Do it. I honestly hope that leggings go out of style, because if they do, they'll only be worn underneath things for length and for extra warmth. If leggings go out of style, they won't ever (hopefully) be worn by themselves again!
  
  

The Top 20 Things I Love About The Fall and Winter Seasons:

1. The Holidays it brings (Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas!)
2.  The leaves that fall from trees (and getting to step on them)
3. Making a Christmas list
4. The rain
5. Getting to wear winter clothes (sweaters, boots, scarves, coats, etc.)
6. Drinking something warm and eating cookies while watching a Christmas film
7. Having a Harry Potter marathon over Christmas break with my sister!
8. Buying a Christmas tree 
9. Decorating the tree and my house
10. Making Thanksgiving dinner with Mom and Grandma
11. Having all of my family together for Thanksgiving and Christmas
12. Opening my stocking on Christmas morning
13. Wrapping presents
14. Dressing up for Halloween
15. Driving and running errands/shopping in the rain
16. Going to the corn maze
17. Seeing my breath in the cold air
18. Having an ornament exchange party
19. Going caroling
20. Going Christmas shopping for family and friends

Trip to Outer Space

  Here's a benchmark that I had to write for school. It's a short story about the first person in outer space. I feel very proud of this paper because it's very different from anything that I've ever written before. My goal for this was to make it somewhat like a children's story; very casual and even funny at times (at least I hope people find it funny). I had lots of fun writing this and it didn't take much time. So, without further ado, I present to you "Trip to Outer Space"!

Enjoy!            

                          Trip to Outer Space

            ‘Well… Today is the day!’ I thought to myself with a little bit of a nervous undertone. I had prepared for this for years, and today was the day it was all going to happen. I had gotten the idea first when I was  4 years old and had fantasized about it until I was about 8, then I started the actual preparations. I had worked so hard, day by day, hoping that it would all turn out in the end. Now here I am, standing on the launch pad in the backyard of my late Grandfather’s country mansion, all geared up in my space suit and ready to go. I almost couldn’t believe that it was happening as I thought to myself ‘I, 25 year old super-genius and lonely bachelor, Bert Adams Downing, am going to outer space.’

            I was so ready for it all to happen. I had prepared for this single moment since I was 8. I had researched all that I could about space for 5 years then started taking action. I drew all of the blueprints that I needed for the launch pad, the rocket, and for my suit. I built the launch pad on my Grandfather’s (he wasn’t late at the time) tennis courts that he never used then started working on the rocket. I finished both the launch pad and the rocket within 7 years time. I wanted to paint the exterior of my rocket to make things a bit more exciting, but I decided to wait until after I made my suit, because that was a bit higher on the To-Do List. But then, I got the phone call that my Grandfather had died in a tragic hang-gliding accident.

            My Grandfather, Bartholomew Bart Downing IV, was quite the dare devil. He had done all sorts of crazy things throughout his time. He tamed lions for a circus in India, went cliff-diving into the Niagara Falls, and went bungee-jumping off of the nose of the great Sphinx (that’s probably why it’s broken). And now, after all of those crazy things that he accomplished, he died in an attempt to hang-glide to Hawaii at 90 years old. I loved my Grandfather dearly and he had always supported me in my ideas to go to outer space, now it was my turn to honor him. I knew that I had to make it to space.

             After some time of mourning, I got back to work. I started on my suit and got it worked out perfectly. In fact, I finished it in much less time than expected, so then I got to paint my rocket. I painted the tip of the rocket red, the middle royal blue, and the tail end red and white circus stripes. I thought that I might be done with the paint job when I decided that there was one more thing that needed to be done. So, on the side of the rocket, in big, bold, yellow letters, I painted ‘Bartholomew Bart Downing IV’. Finally, after all of that time preparing, a month after I turned 25, it was time to make a trip to outer space.

            Now, standing here in my space suit on the launch pad beside my newly painted rocket, I was ready to blast-off! I climbed into the rocket, sat down in my seat, and got the rocket ready to launch. Right before I pushed the big red button to start the count down, I called my Mom to tell her I loved her and that I’d be home in a few hours. Then after I hung up, I pushed the red button to start the 10 second count down, the longest 10 seconds of my life. I counted along in my mind with the digital screen showing the numbers ‘10… 9… 8… 7… 6… 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… 0’. The whole rocket shook as I quickly got pushed back into my seat like I was on the downward slope of a rollercoaster. As the rocket got faster and I got pushed back farther into my seat, the sky started getting closer and closer as the turbulence got worse and worse! Then suddenly, I was in space!

            The space all around me was black with more stars than I had ever seen in my whole life speckling its surface. Adrenaline rushed through my veins as I realized something, something that would change this whole adventure. As long as everything worked out and went as planned, I, Bert Adam Downing, am the first person to ever be in outer space! From that point on, the trip was a million times more exciting than I had ever thought it would be. I saw the moon, silver in color with craters covering its surface, the planet Mars, red-ish orange in color, and the sun, burning bright and strong. It was all amazing! As I continued with my journey I saw even more planets, comets, and many other wonderful things! I finally decided that it was time to head back home, and as I turned around, there it was. My home, Planet Earth! It looked beautiful; green, blue, and swirling with white clouds. After quite some time, I made a safe landing back on earth. As I climbed out of what was left of my rocket, I just stood there, smiling and laughing. I looked at the sun and the little glimpse of moon that I could see in the sky and was overwhelmed with joy that I was the first person to see all of it from out there, in outer space. I then called my Mom and told her the good news that I, 25 year old super-genius and lonely bachelor, Bert Adams Downing, was the first man in outer space!

           

           

           

Just a Little Introduction...

Dear Blogging World (and all of the Internet world in general),

   M. Frankfurt here! I would like to introduce my blog to you and tell you a little bit more about what you will find here on "Crumpled Ramblings".
  
   The majority of the posts on this page will be quick-writing assignments given to me from my English teacher. My class and I originally wrote all of those assignments in a composition notebooks ("journals"). That was all fine, but the downside of it was that we never saw what each other wrote. So this year, we decided to do something a little different. We wanted to be able to see not only each others assignments, but we also wanted other people to see them. Therefore, we decided to turn our "journals" into blogs.
    The assignments from my teacher that I post may include anything from poems, short stories, reviews, etc, etc... and rest of the posts on this blog may be:

• Other writing assignments from school
• Thoughts and opinions that I feel the need to share with the world
• And any other plain old random things that I have on my mind and would like to say

   All of that being said, this will be a very new experience for me and I hope that every person who see this blog will enjoy it and find it entertaining in one way or another!

Sincerely,
     M. Frankfurt