Harry

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waste can stay in your body for up to two days before you poop it out

Interesting fact Harry. Watch your capitalization and punctuation. :) Ms. G.



Summary I may forget a lot, but I will never forget the day I met Scrappy.
 * I remember || awakening and asking when we were going. ||
 * I remember || the 20 minute car ride that felt like a lifetime. ||
 * I remember || arriving at the airport and running to luggage pickup, and looking into a crate with a shy faced puppy wearing a look that said, take me home. ||
 * I remember || thinking, how can something be so small. ||
 * I remember || the “present” that the pup left in the car. ||
 * I remember || how revolting that stench was. ||
 * I remember || seeing this puppy in our house for the very first time ||
 * I remember || **placing the collar, that said Scrappy on him.** ||

STICHES Harry Fontneau

Imagine this, a boy on the ground with a blood stained face, a bigger boy over him holding a baseball bat, choclate milkshake every where, and a freaked out dad. I was the first boy, and this is my st. “ dad, I want a milk shake today,” I was three and sipping my shake, my brother was six and swinging a baseball bat. I was the first boy, this is my story short, i'll make it longer what you called easily side tracked a moth flew by and I ran after it with a mouth fullof shake. “ wings, flying wings I want them!” I shouted, the bat bashed my face in, when your half unconcious choolate shake looks a heck of a lot like brains. “ my brains are on the wall,” I said. After that I was out cold. I woke up with a tingling feeling in my lip, “ where am I,” I said, “ your in the hosptal.” said a big doctor with a funky looking mustache. The doctor explained how I got stitches, I was just looking at his mustache. My dad snapped me out of it. I got the stitches lesson again. We emedetly went to taret, I got a spiderman costume. My friends were out side when I got home, my dad said to tell them what happened, I went over and said, “I got a spiderman costume today”.

Scrappy's hair Scrappy's hair is golden white with tiny curls at some places. On his face it frizzes up like a balloon is being held above his head. After he gets in from outside he smells so good, kind of like pine trees and fresh air. If he gets exited his hair puffs up and is softer than anything in the world.When he go's on a walk the hair on his legs stands up, making it look like he is wearing boots. His hair is well tamed, almost obidient, mine on the other hand is the exact opposist. Lazy, boring, and crazy. I wish I had his hair, it would do exactly what I wanted it to do.

~ Harry

Snow mountain ranch

Towering buses drop us off, my dad and I get our bags. Exited students dropoff their luggage at the storage room. I quickly ran to zipline, and got up the poll in second. If I were a superhero, I would be Superman, because I shot down the zipline like a speeding bullet.When my dad got to do it he zoomed up the poll so fast, and down even faster than anybody. The only thing I will not miss is sharing a room with three snoring boys. Sitting down with my dad waiting for the luxurious buses to pick us, I looked back at the beautiful mountains one last time, “I will miss this place”, I whispered.

Wiffle ball

Almost every summer day my brother and I all would play wiffle ball and eat at Big Bill's, some days he would kill me in wiffle ball, and ather days I'd kick his butt. Big Bill's is a very good pizza place. Our dad usually wasn't home, so my brother and I amost every meal we ate at Bill's, it was close and delicious. One day we accidently locked our selves out, with a wiffle ball and bat. We locked our selves at around noon, we played wifle ball until nine. I climed throuh a window and unlocked the doors. The next morning got up, ate at Bill's, and played wiffle ball for three hours. It continues to be my favorite game

Pitcher pitch.

Batters bat. Catchers catch.

Coaches coach.

Fielders field.

Umpires are hated.

Fans cheer.

A loved game.

Harry Fontneau

MUSIC

music is sung in many ways, music helps me through the days. You can wright your own song, use as many ways as you like none are wrong. Making Music makes your mind, look inside who knows what you will find. Music can be fast or slow they say your song is no good, what do they know. Music is fun, it is a way to express yourself, Music cheers a happy song or cries a sad song music. Music is everything

~ Harry

MUSIC

music is sung in many ways, music helps me through the days. You can wright your own song, use as many ways as you like none are wrong. Making Music makes your mind, look inside who knows what you will find. Music can be fast or slow they say your song is no good, what do they know. Music is fun, it is a way to express yourself, Music cheers a happy song or cries a sad song music. Music is everything