Fictional Story On Family

Story
Rian, Trent, and Derek woke up at exactly the same time, just before the
magnificent sunrise, like they always did. They and their father had a
long-running joke that they were somehow magical because even though Garrow
and Marian both had brown eyes, Rian had dark grey eyes, Trent had deep purple
eyes, and Derek had fiery red eyes. They were also triplets and looked exactly the
same, except for their eye color. Tall, sandy blond hair, thin, wise, lean, and
muscular, the 3 of them looked like matched blades, and acted like it, too. They
had a very close bond, one that only comes of doing everything together for 15
years, they being that old of course, and of knowing one another's thoughts. They
got out of bed, dressed, and went to the table, where Garrow was waiting for
them. "Ha, the three magical blades, up at the same time, dressed at the same
time, and at the table at the same time. How do you keep doing it!"
"Father," said Rian, the oldest by 3 seconds exactly, "It comes of being in
sync for so long, not out of any superhuman ability." His voice was deep and soft,
like the purr of a mountain cat.
"Yes, I do wish you would stop teasing us" concurred Trent, the middle
child, 3 seconds younger than Rian, and 3 seconds older than Derek, his voice
was deep and rumbling, just like a mountain giant would be.
"He won't stop, no matter how much we ask him to" Said Derek, his voice
deep and cutting, like a sword.
"True," Garrow replied, "No matter, eat, then we must get to work on the
harvest before winter hits."
"Very well." The brothers replied, laughing in their discordant harmony,
they liked working together.
As they ate they imagined they could actually hear one another's thoughts.
They polished off their food–at the same time–laced up their boots–at the same
time–and by unspoken consent, Rian started northward, Trent eastward, and
Derek westward. They had done this many times, and they knew to leave the
least difficult portion–the south–to Garrow, because he was a man of almost 40
years, and they did not want him to over-exert himself. The other portions of the
fields were almost exactly the same, they all involved much scything, and they
had worked the fields many many times and were not afraid, even though their
farm was just a little south side of The Raging Peaks.
Those accursed mountains often brought misfortune and tragedy to
Crullfeld, the village just a couple miles southeast, like flies to honey. In fact, that
was how Elain, their mother, had died. A landslide had buried their old farm
under a thousand pounds of rock and mud, and Elain had been the only one in it,
as the brothers were working the fields, and Garrow was buying some more flour
in Crullfeld. They had buried Elain, and then they had rebuilt their farm, on the
same foundation. Garrow was too proud to build the farm elsewhere, even when
his 13-year-old sons had beseeched him. It was an act of defiance towards nature,
they realized. Garrow was daring the mountains to strike again. They hadn't of
course, but that didn't change the fact that they lived in an extremely volatile
region.
The day dimmed, the sun started to set, and the wind started to make the
trees talk, so the brothers went to the rickety old shed by the farm, placed their
tools, and took their baskets into the house, where they stored potatoes in the
food storage, pickled the cucumbers and squash, and decided to eat the radishes
in tonight's stew.
Then, they discovered they didn't have any meat. "Well," said Garrow,
"you could go to Crullfeld and buy more"
"We don't have any money." said Rian.
"We could kill one of the cows." Responded Garrow.
"We need the milk." Said Trent.
Dead silence. There was one option, and none of them liked it.
"We could…" Derek started, but Garrow interrupted him.
"No." Garrow sharply cut through Derek's words, leaving him speechless.
"I'll not have you tramp around those accursed mountains! Elain died there.
DIED! Never again, I said to myself, never again would one of my family fall at
the hands of those mountains. And now you propose to go hunt there, just for
meat!" Garrow was very passionate. The boys had never seen him so. "I can't, I
can't…"
 "Father, he meant the forest." This was Rian, attempting to placate his
father, he was the peacemaker and always tried to temp down fights that
sometimes ensued. It was an easy role. There were not many fights in their house,
not since Elain died. 'The Forest' was a lie they had concocted, for when they
desperately needed grain, herbs, and meat, and could get them no other way.
They hated lying to Garrow, but they were willing to for their and his well-being.
"We will be gone half a fortnight, so don't expect to see us back soon."
This was Trent, the realist. Derek pulled an Abacus off the shelf. "According to
my calculations, if we leave in an hour, then we shall be gone approximately 7
days 4 hours 9 minutes and 3 seconds, assuming the weather pattern holds up and
no other variables hinder us." This was Derek, the detailist, who always wanted
everyone to understand the exact details of anything they were involved in. He
also was a stickler for rules.
"Very well," said Garrow, "go then, and return swiftly."
An hour later, the boys left their home, and started south, when they were
not within sight of the farm, they turned east and marched to Crullfeld. When
they arrived in 5 hours, they spread out, bought bows and arrows, Rian bought 6
Bolas, Derek bought 3 weighted nets, and Derek bought 2 whips, then they
turned north, and marched to the foothills of The Raging Peaks, where they made
camp for the night.
The next day, they woke up, then after a breakfast of carrots with ground
radishes on top, packed their sleeping bags, and trekked up the mountains. They
found a herd of deer in just an hour and shot a small doe. They removed the
nonedible parts, then packaged the meat, and then continued following the deer.

Outline
● Rian, Trent, and Derek wake up and eat breakfast with Garrow, talk
● Go and start tilling the fields
● Remember childhood from separate perspectives
● Come inside
● Eat dinner
● Discover that they need meat
● Brothers go into the mountains to hunt
● While in the mountains, they bag 3 deer
● Make camp
● wake up
● start the trek home
● get there at dinner
● give Garrow 2 deer
● sleep
● wake up
● walk to Crullfeld
● sell extra deer
● notice a man in an alley
● go and talk
● man will sell them polished stone
● not enough money
● buy new clothes and a whetstone to sharpen tools
● come back to the house
● talk to Garrow about the stranger
● dinner
● sleep
● in the morning fields are burned
● brothers will join the army
● sneak away to start to walk to Crullfeld
● encounter the man from the alley
● the man talks to them about fields
● gives them a stone to put on their weather vein
● brothers go back home
● put the stone on the weather vein
● fields are magically restored
 Planning
Rian:
Tall, sandy blond hair, gray eyes, thin, wise, lean, and muscular. Eventually, get
Airbending powers. 15

Trent:
Tall, sandy blond hair, purple eyes, thin, wise, lean, and muscular. Eventually, get
Earthbending powers. 15

Derek:
Tall, sandy blond hair, red eyes, thin, wise, lean, and muscular. Eventually, get
Firebending powers. 15

Brom:
Teacher, the equivalent of Master Oogway

Ʉrlarth:
Villain, tall, black robes with hood. Word magic.

Garrow:
Father.

Fictionalized Biography Project

Lesson 50
● Abe's Father
● Abe's Chores
● Abe's Physical appearance
● The Area Where Abe Lived
● Food and Meals
● Abe's Mother
● Abe's Interests/Activities
● Abe's Personality
● Abe's Cabin and Furniture
● Miscellaneous Details

Lesson 59 (Outline)
● Wake up
● Describe dream
● have a flashback (old house?)
● get ready
● go to breakfast
● talk
● go toward road
● survey fields
● walk along the road
● another flashback (brother?)
● arrive at pond
● unload fishing gear
● wait a while
● catch 2 fish (one is good for eating, one is not)
● start to walk home
● Meet soldier (talk)
● give fish
● walk home
● talk with family
● dinner
● bed
 Lessons 60, 61, and 62

Abe woke, to the sound of happily chirping birds, the dream still vivid in
his mind. He had dreamed that someday he would get a position in the new
government that had just been created. But he knew that it was folly. He was just
a farm boy. He thought back to his old house, with its small cottage and big
fields. But it was time to get up. He had chores to do. And today was a fishing
day. So he got up and put on his forest brown tunic. It was a little drab, but he
didn't care. His mother had made it for him, so he wore it whenever he went
fishing.
A couple of minutes later, he went out to the kitchen table and sat down to
see that there was a bowl of porridge already waiting for him. "My my," Ma said,
"You took longer than usual getting ready today, especially when today is a
fishing day."
"Well, what can I say, I was a little sore from yesterday, and I was
thinking." Replied Abe.
"About what?" She inquired.
"About the old house and about how much I love fishing." Replied Abe
again.
"Very well." His mom said. "Just eat your porridge quickly, since the
fishing pond is a little while away and you still have to do some of your morning
chores before you go.
"Alright," Abe said excitedly. "I'll get on that right away." First, he went
out and checked the cornfields–the sun was shining warmly–because they were
closest to the house, then he went out and checked the pumpkin fields, then,
moving further away from the house, he checked the wheat fields, and the
squashes. And then, last of all the potatoes. Potatoes were tasty. Especially when
Mom made them with the fish that he brought home. They were gonna have a
delicious dinner tonight. He went and reported back to Pa.
"Good," he said in his gruff voice, "I'm glad there's nothing wrong with
any of the crops, those are our entire food, you know. Well, except for the fish
that you bring back sometimes." Abe was out the door 10 minutes later after
cleaning his room and helping his sister clean her room. He flew over the road, as
if there were wings attached to his feet. Even though usually it was just a lot of
waiting, it was still very fun cause it gave him lots of time to think. He had to
think about his dream and about other things, to. He hoped he could catch a big
fish today, maybe a salmon or a bass.
Then, suddenly, he remembered a couple of years ago, when he had
attended school, he had been in the schoolyard when three of the older boys who
towered over him had tried to come and make fun of him. To everyone's surprise
but his own, he had thrashed the first, second, and third boy, leaving everyone
else stunned. He later told Ma that Father Tom, who enjoyed quite a reputation as
a wrestler, had given him a few lessons in "the manly art of self-defense". He
kept racing along and tried to concentrate on the road. He knew that Ma and Pa
didn't like him to always be remembering stuff in the past, but he couldn't help it.
That was when his little brother was alive. Oh, his little brother. That was sad. He
hadn't survived for three months. Pa had used his skill as a cabinet maker to make
a tiny coffin for him. Abe thought that was part of the reason why they had
wanted to move out of the old house and find a new one here. It still had the same
cottage and the same fields, but Abe liked his other house better. Abe jolted
himself back to reality as he came toward the pool where he could fish and
hopefully catch something big.
He unloaded his pack, pulling out his fishing pole and bait. He baited it,
cast his line, and then waited for a little while, content to just sit. He listened to
the wind murmur through the trees and wondered why he kept having strange
dreams about being in the government, all the people there did was sit around and
talk. They didn't work like honest men. Like Pa and he did to help Ma and Sarah.
Pa had been living for long enough that he had a forest green tunic, that was
Abe's inheritance, Sara's inheritance was a flowery dress from Ma. Politicians
had so much money that they even owned slaves. Abe wasn't sure how he felt
about owning slaves. On the one hand, it had been practiced for a long time and if
they could get a slave to help them in their family, then Ma and Pa wouldn't have
to do so much work. But at the same time, it felt unnatural and inhumane to
enslave another human being. Just then the line went taught, startling him out of
his reverie. He pulled and twisted and tried to tire out the fish while reeling it in
at the same time. It succeeded and he pulled up… A tilefish. Blast, those weren't
good for eating. He cast his line again, hoping for something better. Catfish,
Salmon, maybe? Tilapia? Wait, no, tilapia only lived in the sea. Never mind.
Catfish or salmon would still be delicious, though he hoped he could ca- Wait,
what was that? There was a fish on the line. Abe tried as hard as he could to reel
the fish in and succeeded. A humongous, slippery, salmon! It felt weighty in his
hands. This would be delicious. Having got what he came for, he started packing
his stuff and started back down the road. He had been quicker than usual today,
so he could go help out with more chores, or maybe he could find some more
sweet-smelling branches to put on the fire as he did all those years ago.
When he was halfway home, he saw a tall man with a scar on his left hand.
It was a soldier. Abe could tell by the tattered army uniform he wore, the blue
with the white stripes and the knapsack on his back. He remembered Ma telling
him always to treat soldiers kindly because they had a hard life. Abe thought that
he should talk to this soldier. So he said, "Good evening, Sir."
"Hello boy, tell me is the fishing lake alive today, I was hoping to get some
fish for my family."
"Well. It is alive. I've caught two fish in the time I've been there, but I was
there from noon till now. And there's not enough time to go start fishing, and I
live just five miles down the road."
"I see." The soldier said. "I was hoping to give my family some fish so that
we could have a delicious dinner tonight. Fish and potatoes, there's nothing quite
like it."
"I agree, Sir," replied Abe. "Fish and potatoes are delicious. You know
what? It seems like you want this fish more than I do, and I live close to here and
would be able to come back tomorrow, you, it seems, live far away. So here, have
this big salmon I just caught."
"No, no, You caught the fish, you should have it, though it is a kind offer."
"Ma said I should always be kind to soldiers, and you look like a soldier
with that noble uniform of yours. You should have it. I will come back and fish
more tomorrow. Don't you worry, Sir."
"Very well, if you insist."
"I do. " ended Abe. When he arrived home, his mom asked him why he
wasn't carrying any fish. Abe told her about his encounter with the soldier, and
his mom was very proud of him. He ate his dinner of just potatoes. And then he
went to bed. That night, he dreamed of a giant fish fighting on the front lines of
the American army, swatting aside any enemy who dared oppose its gigantic
fishtail. It was a much goofier dream than the night before.
 Lesson 29-33 Informal Essay
As Peter Senge, who is a senior lecturer at the MIT Sloan School of
Management once said: "All great things have small beginnings." (Peter Senge -
Wikipedia) Some of the things that make the most difference in life are the
smallest ones if done repeatedly. Some of these things are reading, learning, and
going to church.
Dr. Seuss once said: “The more that you read, the more things you will
know. The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go.” (160 Quotes About
Books & Reading | Keep Inspiring Me) There is a bevy of evidence, quotes,
research studies, and science experiments devoted to reading. Furthermore,
Forging Roots Education says: "...The relationship between vocabulary
knowledge and reading skills is reciprocal: the more time spent reading, the more
words you encounter and the more your vocabulary grows. The bigger your
vocabulary, the easier it is to read fluently and efficiently." (How oral language
skills impact reading development - Forging Roots (forgingrootseducation.com))
I love to read, but it wasn't always this way. In first grade, I was actually behind
on reading. It was very hard for me, and I hated it, but I practiced every day, and
now I got so good that I spend almost 2 hours every day camped out in my room,
reading. So it seems that by the time I am twenty - if my evidence is to be trusted
- my brain will be as wrinkled as someone's skin who has been in the bathtub for
3 hours!
I love to learn, and there are many quotes and articles that say learning is
good for you. Mahatma Gandhi eloquently stated: "Live as if you were to die
tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever." (Inspirational Quotes About
Education To Help Improve Your Life (quotestospark.com)) Right now I am
learning a little bit of Latin every day and it's gonna have a big impact on me
later because 1) learning a new language will make me smarter, and 2) Latin was
the language used by the Romans so I can understand mythology better. You can't
sit down and learn an entire language all at once, so I'm learning it little by little,
5 minutes every day. According to ScienceNewsExplores: "Learning strengthens
the paths that electrical signals take, essentially "wiring" certain common paths
through the brain." (Learning rewires the brain (snexplores.org)) I am only 12, so
sometimes I need a bit more than just reading and learning–like going to church.
Russel M. Nelson, the president of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day
Saints, said: "Make an appointment regularly with the Lord to be in his holy
house, then keep that appointment with exactness and joy." In this case, the
Lord's house is church, which I attend once every week. I have made my
appointment, and I keep it with exactness and joy. Church may seem small and
unimportant, but every time that I attend, my faith grows a little. The more my
faith grows, the better person I become. The better person I become, the more
good I can do. The more good I can do, the better place the world will be.
So really, small things, when done repeatedly over the course of a long
time, can have a profound impact on your life. As I continue to do the small
things, I will help improve myself more and more. And the little things that I do
can also affect other people, too.

de 7 Nature essay

Nature journaling, puddle jumping, looking at clouds, bird watching,

skipping rocks, these things are more than just fun activities… Most of us have
felt the innate pull to spend time in the beauty and peace of nature. A growing
body of research is exploring the connection between nature and human
well-being; the findings are fascinating. All these and more such thoughts
provoke the question: Is there a connection between nature and mental health?
The answer is yes.
Many studies have shown that spending time outdoors can lessen the
symptoms of Attention Deficit Disorder/ADHD (Connecting Today's Kids with
Nature, National Wildlife Federation, 2008), and simply viewing beautiful
pictures can have beneficial effects. So, it seems that Nature helps improve mood
and mental health. Yep, it's true. "Just viewing nature reduces physiological stress
response, increases levels of interest and attention, and decreases feelings of fear,
anger, and aggression." (Connecting Today's Kids with Nature, National Wildlife
Federation, 2008).
 Nature can also help improve physical health. Studies have shown that 30
minutes a day outside can result in a better night's sleep. Also, "Scientists have
shown that kids who play outdoors are generally more fit than those who spend
the majority of their time inside. Kids who play outside in natural areas also
showed a statistically significant improvement in motor fitness, with better
coordination, balance and agility." (The Natural Learning Initiative, Why
Naturalize Outdoor Learning Environments, January 2012.) "Living in an area
with little green space is tied to a higher risk of disease, including depression and
anxiety, Attention Deficit/ Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD), cancer, diabetes and
so much more." (Tracy Pendersen, PhychCentral.) And, new research has found
that being in nature actually boosts the immune system. Several studies show that
patients in hospitals who can see a natural landscape get better faster. And as
much research that there already is in this essay, there's still more that shows
being outside is good for people.
In addition, being in nature improves academics and behavior. "Kids in
environmental education classes have higher scores in reading, writing, math,
science and social studies." (Connecting Today's Kids with Nature, National
Wildlife Federation 2008.) "Studies of children in school yards found that
children engage in more creative forms of play in the green areas. They also
played more cooperatively." (The Natural Learning Initiative, Why Naturalize
Outdoor
Learning Environments, January 2012.) "Studies in the US show that schools that
use outdoor classrooms and other forms of nature-based experimential education
support significant student gains in social studies, science, language arts and
math. Students and outdoor science programs improve their science testing scores
by 27%." (The Natural Learning Initiative, Why Naturalize Outdoor Learning
Environments, January 2012.) As stated previously, spending 30 minutes outside
can help you get a better night's sleep--which means you do better in school.
So when all is said and done, spending time outside is a very good thing to
do. It improves mood, mental and physical health, academics, and behavior.