a picture is worth a thousands words

Well i woke up i smell food so i guess there was food in the table.I woke up running though the door i hear something crack so i did it care i sit in the table.But when my dad was opening the door the door fell on top of him so my dad was try to fix the door.Then i ask my mom if i could go outside and play,she told me yea but i have to eat first so i was eating fast so i could go outside and play.So my sister was full so she did not want to eat her bread so she was try to give it to the horse. Well my brother was to lazy to eat so he was trying to sleep.My grandmother making more bread so my dad could eat.My mom was give food to the horse because the horse was just bothering her.So i was finish with my food so i was going to play outside with my friends ,my mom told me to come at 6:30pm or before it get drake.So me and friends went to play soccer so we were losing by one goal and it was getting drake outside so i told them last goal and i am living so i made the last goal.So i went happy when i got to my house i just drink a cup of milk and then i went the sleep.

1. When my mom tells me more then once what to do!
2. when they touch my hair!
3. when they think there better than every one!
4. when i go to sleep and they turn on the light!
5. i hate when they lie to me!
6. i hate when my mom or my sister eat my food!
7. i hate when i loose to sukey people !
8. i hate when someone get stupid with you!
9. i hate girl suck on lollipop but they don't how to!
10. i hate when girls said the are honest but there not!
11. i hate when girls tells you they love you but they don't!
12. i hate when girls touch my six pack!!
13. i hate when i go to cut my hair and they do it wrong!!e
14. i hate when the gym teacher compares me when some else!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
15. i hate when the gym teacher thinks hes fun but he not!!
16. i hate when some kids act different in fort of girls!
17. i hate when some one go out with you and they are going out with someone else!
18. i hate reading
19. i hate writeing
20. I specially hate when people get new things and they rub it on my face
21. i hate white girls some of them how they talk?
22. And when some one blames some thing on me
23. when they dont belive what im saying and they think im lien
24. When no one wants to play soccer with me
25. when i tell my mom to buy me some food but she tell me i have money but i don't!

her mysterius death

Her death was due to mysterious circumstances and I assigned to the case. It was January 21,1990 when I saw Dalia at floor with blood every were, I was looking for clues to try to see what happen to Dalia, but next I herd something I go running trough the door and I saw the lechero man saying Dalia here’s your milk, but I stop the lechero men tell him do you know what happen to her he said no and he walk o way so I was think he looks suspicious, so I when to one of the neighbor house and knock the door and I saw Jose he was Dalia best friends I told him did Dalia had people that hate her he said yea and I told him what is her/he name where did she/or he lives and he told me it was a old men always ask her some sugar but Dalia always said no to him and I was think in my head oooh, hey last question who was that lechero man, o him is a guy that deliver milk, and does Dalia give him money to him, yea like months that she did not pay of the milk, oh no wonder he talk o way of me ok well thanks so I went to Dalia house again I was think who kill Dalia, could it be lechero man or the old man so I was look at the floor and I saw a clue and it was a foot paint in the mud so I got my tape measure It was 6feet and ½ in so I went to the old house aked him few question like what did he did in January 21 he told he was getting some sugar at the store, so I was look that he shoes look what size what he’s he look like he was 5feet or 5feet and ½ in so I was think no that’s not him so I went to talk to the lechero man told him what did you do in January 21 he said pasting milk and after that what did you did I went to my grandma’s house, so I look that his shoes but he was a 10 feet or 9feet and ½ in
so i was think who kill dalia I said wait here is one person jose did not told me about????

How to make logandale better?

We would make Logangale a better school. We just had better food because no one likes to eat cold food. A soccer field and a baseball field and basketball field because we did to get more exercise. We should have more field trip we don't even have field trip.If you where little kid like your age what do your school be like?


My first reason is better food because they give us some nasty ass food.Then they give us the same food over and over again. And some time when i eat pizza it like not that cook because when you eat the sauge it taste like it has no flavor it just make me sick and sometime is cold food that your eating. Do you like to eat that?


My second reason is they should put a soccer field and basketball corot because in Brentano they have a soccer field and basketball corot and a lot of people go there to play may be because the soccer field and the basketball it a track people. The if they see you play soccer people will come there very day and if you have a soccer field and basketball corot every one will come that likes soccer or basketball.And every one has a sport and if you don't have a sport in your school your school is bored.Would you like that?


my third reason is we should have more field trip because so we could make the school better because i know we have to work and do a lot of thing like work and work that OK but we should have little bit fun because we do a lot of work. and we could learn thing in the field trip. and if people see that we have a lot of field trip but we don't have, they will come because they will said this school is cool and more that they could said nice thing about this school.


my conclusion is that to have a better school is they have better food and a soccer and more field so people could come to your school?.=]

Omar's life story

When i saw this little kid it mean every thing to me but i did not know to put is name so i was think to but him Antonio but no i think i should but him Omar Antonio Rodriguez.So he was 3days old he just cry if want some food and when he want to take a shit.It was snowing and i had to go to downtown so i could get is birth certificate it was hard to me because he was really heavy.So i got here to downtown i got what i did it.It was getting more cold so i just went to get a taxi.So i got home i put Omar to sleep then i was making some food to my daughters.I went to work i put Omar and my daughter up stairs with the babysitter.I left to work.I got back to work and i went to pick up my my childing of babysitter.8 mouths later Omar learned how to walk it make me happy because know i don't have to pick him up.when Omar was 1 going to 2 years old he start it to talk i was think thank you god because know i know what he want.He was 4 years old Omar told me he want to go outside but i was going to work and i told my husband to make Omar and he's sister to the park so they got to the park and my husband told Omar want do you want to do Omar told him he just want to play so my husband saw kids playing soccer and told Omar that if want to play soccer Omar OK.But i told my husband it was to danger but he told at it just going to play golly i said OK. Omar was still play soccer when he was 6years old well it was funny how they call him he nick name was superman.Omar was 8years old we moved to a different home and Omar went to say because he like the team but i told him that he still could play Omar said w.e.So we could to are new place Omar was going to his new school name Mozart.So Omar had a game in Sunday i had to work and my husband had to work to.Omar told me at he could go by him self that he is a big boy so i let him go.when Omar had 13year he told that he was bored of begin golly so i told him to stop going to play soccer and he told me no.so i told Omar that he was going to a new school because it was closer to my sister house Omar loves to sleep over all the time so Omar told me OK.So the new school was Logandale so he meet a lot of friends there.Know Omar 15 years old and he just like to go outside to play soccer.