Spies are Scared of Turtles

Spies are Scared of Turtles
Current Issue: Winter 2017
Showing posts with label Drop-in Writing for Wee-bots on Liberty Street. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Drop-in Writing for Wee-bots on Liberty Street. Show all posts

The Tribe of Mice

Evan Kaganou, age 7
Bach Elementary

A tribe of mice live in a hole. They like to live in an air vent. In the building, people make cheese a lot. The mice hunt in groups, but some don’t like to do it. They liked the cheese though. The humans see the little tiny hole. The mice have a drill, but they only use it to make little tiny holes. All of the mice went out into the building, where there is all of the American cheese. It is a tall stack of cheese. They climb up, but some of them fall and then get hurt a little bit. But they are small and fast so they don’t get hurt very much. Sometimes the tribe hunts together and they bring the cheese. And when they see people, they make a mouse rope and they bring the cheese and the mice up. Sometimes they are scared to take the cheese one by one, because there is a cat with sharp teeth. Then they run for their lives. They make the mouse rope and climb up. But the mice do like one thing—taking cheese two times so there is enough for the tribe.

Snow Leopards

Evelyn Leeser, age 6
Bach Elementary

A drift fell on the leopards and they lost each other! They yelled, “Help!” When the snow fell, they all went out different ways. They played hide and seek for a whole month and they didn’t even know it. Then, a wind came out of a giant cloud and it blew them all back to their snow drift. They were all next to each other.


Roar Making Friends

Cecilia LaRocca, age 6
Eberwhite Elementary

Once upon a time, there was a crocodile named Roar. He wanted to meet new friends. One day, Roar went to the Nile River to get some fish. When he was heading home, he met a snake called Slithern. Roar was frightened.

“Who are you?” asked the snake.

“I am a crocodile,” said Roar in a frightened voice.

“Do you want to play with me?” asked Slithern.

“I don’t know,” said Roar.

“Do I look scary?” asked Slithern. “Do I look scary with my spots on?”

Then one day, they were friends. On that day, they met a robot named Rover.

“Do you want to play with me,” asked Rover.

They replied, “We don’t know. But we can be friends if you do what we say.”

“Okay,” said Rover.

That day they were friends, but Rover said, “I am not going to do what you say.”

“Well, if we are being too mean to you, we are really sorry.”

“It’s okay,” said Rover.

And that is the end.


Roar of the Nile

Dominic LaRocca, age 8
Eberwhite Elementary

Once upon a time, there was a crocodile named Roar. He had purple scales with a white and yellow nose. He was a boy, so he chomped incredibly hard. He lived in the Nile River. It was sunny.


There was a statue at the end of the river that opened and closed. Roar found a map to the statue. For a second, he thought it was a fish, but it was actually a map that looked like a fish.

Thor the Cat

Liliana Yamamoto, age 6
Carpenter Elementary

The first day I got Thor, my new cat, was Friday. My friend was there. I was so excited. We played so much and then we got Thor.

We got home with him and my old cat, Bigs, was hissing at him. Bigs was not happy. They hissed and fought. We had to put Thor in his own room.

Last night, we let Thor out. Bigs tried to hiss but couldn’t because of his asthma. He was so mad that we walked away and we put Thor back in the room.

Molly G. the Puppy

Catherine Gaul, age 8
Ann Arbor STEAM at Northside

On March 2, 2016, my mom got a dog and surprised us with her. After we saw her, she was sooo cute. I was elated and one of my friends, Oliver B., saw her with me.

We went home with her and the first thing we did was put our backpacks away so she couldn’t bite them. Then, we played outside for forty-five minutes. We went inside after that and had dinner. Molly was crazy about it. She finished in five seconds, literally! She was really active after that and started biting us.


On Thursday, we named her Molly M. Gaul. It took us an hour because my mom is so picky about names. Then, on Friday, I shared to my class about her. They all said, “Awww,” when I showed them a picture of her. My friends really wanted to see her and they did. The end.