Well, I choose the second picture, the one with one stickman with a squared head.
The kid’s room had red and blue walls that had all kind of posters: the solar system, a 1970 Ford Mustang, and at last, but not least, Superman. He was just 7 years old, and he loved drawing and coloring. His mom said he would be a great graphic designer when he grew up, but he’d rather be a comic book artist.
He would arrive from school, throw his backpack, go running upstairs and continue drawing his novels, or however they are named since they were only 4 pages long. He was just a kid but he loved making up stories, and drawing them. He made this stories inspired with things that happened in his life.
Little Johnny was born in times were Afro Americans were just being accepted in schools with Americans. This was exiting to Johnny, he never had an Afro American friend but that changed when Chris entered his school. They became friends instantly; both collected Superman comics and shared them. Chris liked reading Johnny’s stories, they made him laugh a lot and finish with a smile on his face.
But Johnny was the only friend Chris had; the other kids weren’t that comfortable with an Afro American “invading” their territory. This made him very insecure with his other classmates, he would be mistreated and he would do nothing about it. Johnny would back him up but he wanted to make Chris a little more confident; Chris didn’t deserve anything he was getting, and Johnny wanted him to know that. Inspired, Johnny decided to start a comic about him. But first he did a draft, he drew stickmen with a circled-head holding hands with a squared-head one.
“Guess which one you are”, little Johnny asked him.
“Easy, the squared one… right?” he answered looking strange at the drawing.
“That’s right, you might look different from others, but you’re still made up from the same sticks as everybody else.”
There was this playground at a school in New York, were this kids were having a really bad time. They were all sad, because at school, was just nothing to play with at recess except for that old and almost destroyed foot ball which wasn’t working anymore. The school was a good school but at recess time, the fun, didn’t start at all; the kids were eating their lunch in the ground just sitting waiting for the recess to end.
But time after, the school teachers notice that the kids weren’t happy at all. They wonder what was it with this kid, was it a disease or what? Well, the teachers from the school called Dr. Forman to know what it was all about. He checked out all of the kids vital organs and searched for some kind of sign of what was going on with this bunch of kids that didn’t even laugh at recess time. Nothing came out; the kids were all healthy, neither a flu came up. This started to worry all the teachers around. So then they called a second doctor maybe two kinds of perspectives will make the correct one. Dr. Masterson checked all the kids but noting came out; so they figured out that maybe they needed a psychiatrist. There was when the Dr. Black was up; figuring out that the simple problem of that kind conduct of unhappiness from the kids was because they’ve got nothing to play with!
So after Dr. Black checked on the way kids interact and talk with them , he gave the principle the advice that maybe by putting them some games or something to play like a pair of swings, a slide, a handrail for them to enjoy playing during the recess. So the principle took hand of the situation and ordered up some games. Said and done, the kids were all playing and laughing during their recess with the games, just jumping and enjoying all around together. So the kids at recess with all their games were happy forever after.
There was once a boy named Dexter; he was very nice, but not too handsome. One day walking by the park he turned his head and saw this gorgeous young lady. It was love at first sight for him.
Next day Dexter went to the park again, only thid time with flowers. He looked to see if she was there and when he found her, he walked right up to her. He asked her for her name. And she answered, "My name is Ginger". And he quickly brought up the flowers and said, "You are a gorgeous girl, may I take you on a date?" Ginger just grabbed the flowers and walked away. Dexter was bummed, but wasn't ready to give up.
A few days later, Dexter went back to the park wit a box of chocolates. He walked up to Ginger, gave her the box of chocolates and asked her on a date again. She just looked at him in a weird way, took the chocolates and left. The more he got ignored, the more he liked her.
The next time he went, he brought a teddy bear, but again she said nothing. Although this time she smiled. That made Dexter very happy. Dexter was completely head over heels for her. He tried one more time, this time he brought a real puppy for her. Ginger happily accepted the puppy and gave him a kiss on his cheek.
Dexter was so excited that he completely lost his head for her. :)
Once upon a time a boy name Max had a very good friend name Shane. They were very close one each other. Max was the clown of the class, he was the kind of boy who loved to get in trouble every time he could. While Shane was the one who always got the honor roll in the class, he was calm, and a very nice kid. Nobody could understand that friendship. Max and Shane were very united, although they had differences and fights they always ended together.
The years were passing and they start changing their minds. Shane started to rebel, while Max started to mature. This started to affected in their lives, and friendship. Now Shane was the clown of the class and Max was the one with honor rolls. That things disturbed them, because they felt one tried to imitate the other. They started to had more fights, they didn’t hang out, and they didn’t talk as they were used to.
After some time they didn’t talk at all, but Shane start realizing that being a rebel was very difficult. He started loosing his privileges that a good kid had. He also realized that all he had loosed Max was getting it, so he was getting furious. He was so confused, he was so bad in school. One day he didn’t entered class and Max noticed it. As a good friend and because he really appreciated their friendship, he decided to talk with him. After a long talk they had, Max told Shane:
“Don’t loose your head in silly stuff, if you want something you can have it, now that you realized what you had , just fight for it to come back.”
Well, I choose the second picture, the one with one stickman with a squared head.
ReplyDeleteThe kid’s room had red and blue walls that had all kind of posters: the solar system, a 1970 Ford Mustang, and at last, but not least, Superman. He was just 7 years old, and he loved drawing and coloring. His mom said he would be a great graphic designer when he grew up, but he’d rather be a comic book artist.
He would arrive from school, throw his backpack, go running upstairs and continue drawing his novels, or however they are named since they were only 4 pages long. He was just a kid but he loved making up stories, and drawing them. He made this stories inspired with things that happened in his life.
Little Johnny was born in times were Afro Americans were just being accepted in schools with Americans. This was exiting to Johnny, he never had an Afro American friend but that changed when Chris entered his school. They became friends instantly; both collected Superman comics and shared them. Chris liked reading Johnny’s stories, they made him laugh a lot and finish with a smile on his face.
But Johnny was the only friend Chris had; the other kids weren’t that comfortable with an Afro American “invading” their territory. This made him very insecure with his other classmates, he would be mistreated and he would do nothing about it. Johnny would back him up but he wanted to make Chris a little more confident; Chris didn’t deserve anything he was getting, and Johnny wanted him to know that. Inspired, Johnny decided to start a comic about him. But first he did a draft, he drew stickmen with a circled-head holding hands with a squared-head one.
“Guess which one you are”, little Johnny asked him.
“Easy, the squared one… right?” he answered looking strange at the drawing.
“That’s right, you might look different from others, but you’re still made up from the same sticks as everybody else.”
By Ana Carolina Romero
good story anacaro! I like what it says at the end, it has a good ending and it's a sweet story :)
ReplyDeleteI choose the third picture.
ReplyDeleteI have choosen the 4th picture
ReplyDeleteAna caro hahaha
ReplyDeleteyour story rock mam' XD
great way to imagine all that about a pair of sticks O_o
There was this playground at a school in New York, were this kids were having a really bad time. They were all sad, because at school, was just nothing to play with at recess except for that old and almost destroyed foot ball which wasn’t working anymore. The school was a good school but at recess time, the fun, didn’t start at all; the kids were eating their lunch in the ground just sitting waiting for the recess to end.
ReplyDeleteBut time after, the school teachers notice that the kids weren’t happy at all. They wonder what was it with this kid, was it a disease or what? Well, the teachers from the school called Dr. Forman to know what it was all about. He checked out all of the kids vital organs and searched for some kind of sign of what was going on with this bunch of kids that didn’t even laugh at recess time. Nothing came out; the kids were all healthy, neither a flu came up. This started to worry all the teachers around. So then they called a second doctor maybe two kinds of perspectives will make the correct one. Dr. Masterson checked all the kids but noting came out; so they figured out that maybe they needed a psychiatrist. There was when the Dr. Black was up; figuring out that the simple problem of that kind conduct of unhappiness from the kids was because they’ve got nothing to play with!
So after Dr. Black checked on the way kids interact and talk with them , he gave the principle the advice that maybe by putting them some games or something to play like a pair of swings, a slide, a handrail for them to enjoy playing during the recess. So the principle took hand of the situation and ordered up some games.
Said and done, the kids were all playing and laughing during their recess with the games, just jumping and enjoying all around together. So the kids at recess with all their games were happy forever after.
The End =)
By Veronica Rubio
I chose the third picture :)
ReplyDeleteThere was once a boy named Dexter; he was very nice, but not too handsome. One day walking by the park he turned his head and saw this gorgeous young lady. It was love at first sight for him.
Next day Dexter went to the park again, only thid time with flowers. He looked to see if she was there and when he found her, he walked right up to her. He asked her for her name. And she answered, "My name is Ginger". And he quickly brought up the flowers and said, "You are a gorgeous girl, may I take you on a date?" Ginger just grabbed the flowers and walked away. Dexter was bummed, but wasn't ready to give up.
A few days later, Dexter went back to the park wit a box of chocolates. He walked up to Ginger, gave her the box of chocolates and asked her on a date again. She just looked at him in a weird way, took the chocolates and left. The more he got ignored, the more he liked her.
The next time he went, he brought a teddy bear, but again she said nothing. Although this time she smiled. That made Dexter very happy. Dexter was completely head over heels for her. He tried one more time, this time he brought a real puppy for her. Ginger happily accepted the puppy and gave him a kiss on his cheek.
Dexter was so excited that he completely lost his head for her. :)
Once upon a time a boy name Max had a very good friend name Shane. They were very close one each other. Max was the clown of the class, he was the kind of boy who loved to get in trouble every time he could. While Shane was the one who always got the honor roll in the class, he was calm, and a very nice kid. Nobody could understand that friendship. Max and Shane were very united, although they had differences and fights they always ended together.
ReplyDeleteThe years were passing and they start changing their minds. Shane started to rebel, while Max started to mature. This started to affected in their lives, and friendship. Now Shane was the clown of the class and Max was the one with honor rolls. That things disturbed them, because they felt one tried to imitate the other. They started to had more fights, they didn’t hang out, and they didn’t talk as they were used to.
After some time they didn’t talk at all, but Shane start realizing that being a rebel was very difficult. He started loosing his privileges that a good kid had. He also realized that all he had loosed Max was getting it, so he was getting furious. He was so confused, he was so bad in school. One day he didn’t entered class and Max noticed it. As a good friend and because he really appreciated their friendship, he decided to talk with him. After a long talk they had, Max told Shane:
“Don’t loose your head in silly stuff, if you want something you can have it, now that you realized what you had , just fight for it to come back.”
and the kids lived happily ever after HAHAHA, nice story vero :D, I liked that one too!
ReplyDeleteaawwwwww I liked the ending of your story Daniela :), it's cool and has a good message.
ReplyDeleteMayra your girl of the story is a very intrested chic =c I don't like her huh! hahaa XD
ReplyDeletenice story
where is Didi?
kidding :D
aoow, i liked your stories too! :D
ReplyDeletevero: poor kids without slides -.- i would've died if lideel's playground didnt have any games :|
mayra: i didnt like Ginger¬¬ stupid materialistic girl HAHAHAH
dani: your story was AOW , seriously that kind of friendship happens a lot.