Alex's Singing Lesson

Marc Schaeffer's Cell Phone Photo Enhanced

A Story About My Sister

By Alex Schaeffer

My name is Jack Bottler. I have a little sister named Sarah. We are vegetarians. One day, our parents died. So we were taken care of by our Auntie and Uncle. And then one day I lost my sister. I checked the whole garden but I forget to check one risky spot – a bush of animals! I looked there but there was no sign of my sister. After a few weeks, I saw bare feet hanging from the trees. It might be my sister. I knew how to climb so I climbed up the tree.

“Help me down,“ my sister said. I put her on my back and I went down the tree. And then she told me why she was lost, because she wanted pet deer. Then one day there was a deer attracted to our house. And she got what she wanted – a pet deer. And I got what I wanted, a stray kitten. And she was wearing a beautiful dress. And then our Auntie and Uncle got a pet lizard. And then we lived happily ever after.

Something Is Not Right

by Alex

.

.

My name is Naomi Butterfly. My parents didn’t really like me. They didn’t like my clothes. They thought they were too shiny – I didn’t know why. So I ran away. I thought I ran into a different country but somehow I ran into a different planet. My glasses almost fell off and then suddenly I saw a sign. I put my glasses back on. It said, “It is illegal to wear glasses. No matter how old you are you will be in jail if you are wearing glasses.”

.

Then suddenly somebody who seemed very nice said to me, “Do you want me to read that for you?” Quickly I took off my glasses, put them behind me and then I said, “No thank you.” Then before I knew it, I said to myself, “I want to stay with my family.” So, I tried to hide my glasses when everyone saw me. And then one day, I was talking to somebody with my glasses off. And then I put my glasses behind me. The police were right behind me, and saw my glasses and put me in jail.

.

And then I pushed my glasses off and I cried. Then the police saw me crying. Then the strangest miracle happened. He went out of jail. Took every sign he saw and erased “glasses are illegal”. Then he went back to jail. Then he told me I was allowed to wear my glasses. Then I wore my glasses. Then instead of just enjoying the planet, I walked home. 

.

My parents even changed. And I told them the whole story about what happened. And then my parents appreciated my style and lived happily ever after.

.

The end.

Hannah's Rabbi Drawing

sketch drawn during the service at Temple Shalom

Meagan and Christie

By Alexandra

Meagan and Christie

By Alexandra

It was the Summer. Christie had a friend named Meagan. They always did everything together. They called the big dipper the kite and they loved playing in the lake and pointing out clouds that look like a certain shape.

One day while they were in the river they were being a bit too competitive. Meagan was winning so Christie said, “Oh yeah” and took a big step backward and was in the deep water. She said, “Help, I cannot swim.” Then Meagan swam to her but then they were both stuck. “I want Michael” Meagan said. “I want my siblings”, Christie said.

Then, they saw their pets. Christie saw her parrot named Flap and Meagan saw her dog named Scissors. And then Christie said, “Your daughter is in danger. Save them and Meagan too.” Then, Meagan said, “What can my dog do?” Christie said, “I have an idea Kristie said.” So she had a treat and wrote on it, ‘Your daughter is in danger. Please save her, and Christie too.’” Then when Michael and the other family members saw it they said, “Uh oh” and they all ran to the lake.

Then Michael made a boat and Christies siblings put a stick with a little triangle. Then they sailed and they were saved. They put them on the boat. And then, they were never too competitive again.

The end.

Stay With Me Sister

By Alexandra Schaeffer

.

.

It was rainy. I was with my parents and my big sister. But then, one day there was a war. Killed our parents and then, before the war was over, a witch tickled my back. It felt like slimy worms but it was a naughty witch. She took me and put me on the broom and zoomed to where she lived.
.

When I went in the house, it was smelly. It was exactly where witches should live. But I remembered when I was three years old that witches get used to stink smells, they smell their hands more often. Then she cackled and then she said, “I will let you try and run to the house you used to live and if it is sunset and you are not there then I will get you. And everyday you can try and keep trying.”
.

I felt like saying, “Why can’t I just do it for a day or night?” But I did not say anything. Not a word crept into my mouth.
.

That day, when I was trying to get to my house, I did not make it. I was very close, I was ten inches away from my house, but unfortunately that doesn’t count.
.

The next night I tried and tried and tried and tried. I was really close. This time I was nine inches away from the house. But it just didn’t count. Why didn’t it count? I felt like blaming the witch but I was afraid that she wouldn’t give me any chances. Perhaps she would shorten my time.

.

The next night, I crossed my fingers and then I kept running and running and running and this time when I was only eight inches away from the house, I failed.
.

The next night, I said to myself, “It is my fourth chance. I need to make it. I need to! This time I will not cross my fingers, I will just run faster and faster! Who cares about my sweat?”

.

So, as I ran, I kept running. Sweat dropped out of me, and each one dropped out of me so fast. It was like puddles of sweat. It was quite gross to me. I didn’t have time to buy lettuce. Instead I took money from my pocket and I through it to the grocery stand and I got some lettuce.
.

It was sunset, but I was very far away. There was no way that the witch could get me. I was in the house after three seconds. I saw my sister. She was crying. I saw puddles and I tried tasting the puddles, they were all salty!
.

I took a step, I tapped her shoulder and she turned around thinking it was one of her robots that she invented to keep her company. Instead it was me. She cried and cried. She hugged me and kissed me and she always took care of me.

.

Even if there were any other wars, none of us got stolen.

The end.

"Is My Family Poor or Not": by Alexandra Sasaki