World War One Museum

Today we went to a cool museum about World War I. I hope you enjoy!

A lot of people didn't like the way things were going. Prince Ferdinand of Austria was assinated, so Austria wanted to investigate. Serbia didn't want them spreading bad news, Austria declared war. It then set off a chain reaction. Britain, Germany, Russia, France, and others started declaring war on each other. And so it started. They brought allies into the war as it got harder. 

Here are some things I learned about the war: People dug trenches to hide from gunfire. The trenches were in the mud. The reason mud is bad is because they got diseases from it and they got buried in it.The museum had exhibits to show what different trenches from different countries looked like. They used cannons and tanks. They had rows of all the cannons and a huge old-fashioned tank. It also showed some of the clothes that they would wear. Women started to get included in work such as nursing and farming. They had a field of poppies at the beginning to honor those who died.

It was horrible as one of your friends died by your side and sprayed blood all over you muddy coat. Bullets fire straight past you. You get knocked out and you wake up on a solid bed with a nurse leaning over you injecting anesthesia into you. In other cases you could be dead. It was hard for the soldiers who were dodging bullets and hiding, not to mention that they also have to shoot back.

We also saw a crater made by a cannon. It was so big you could stand in it. You could probably fit a family of ten there. You could see outfits, trash, and bags all buried in the rubble.

Oh, and we went to the top of a huge tower behind it all. We saw the gorgeous Kansas City, MO. It was pretty with the vast buildings and the faint hills behind them.

Overall, I loved that museum. It was historical but fun at the same time!

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Oklahoma City Bombing Museum

Today, I am going to be talking about the Oklahoma City Bombing. It was interesting yet horrible.

Someone named Tim McVeigh was the killer of 168 (I think) adults, including 19 children. The bomb hit the Murrah building. Now there were 9 floors on the building. The second floor was a daycare. It was amazing that when the bomb hit, everyone, including citizens, helped to gather injured people. They sent search dogs, bulldozers, helping teams, yet lots of bodies were not found.

Now Tim McVeigh was not the only one to blame. Terry Nichols helped build the bomb. Michael Fortier knew about his friend's plan, but told no one and didn't try to stop him. He was sentenced to 12 years in prison and is still alive today.

That's it for this blog so see you next time!

A Short Fable

This is a homework assignment. It was to write a fable.

Once upon a time, there lived a chick named Chip. Chip lived on a small farm with a pig, a cow, and a horse. They all said they were happy, but Chip thought otherwise. He wanted to see what lived beyond the Huntingdale Forest. He grabbed a small seed sack, filled it with food, and went under the fence. He stared at the forest uncertainly. He slowly wandered in, shaking. He saw green eyes staring at him. "PEEP!" He chirped, as he ran hurriedly into a bush. He peeked out, and a wolf lunged at him, missing him narrowly. "What are you doing in my forest?" He growled. "N-nothing...I was just leaving..." Chip squeaked. "No you aren't, you little cutie. My name is Dung. You'll make a perfect snack."  "NO!" Chip shouted as he ran into the forest hurriedly. 'I'm thirsty' He thought. He saw a creek down the hill. 'Yes! Water!' He drank the cool, fresh water. He turned around. "Yip!"
Dung stood towering over him. "You're dead meat, buddy!" He snarled. He grabbed him by the tail and carried him off into the woods. Chip saw another wolf come towards him. "Dung! I told you not to bring live animals to the pups! They get too excited." "Sorry, but this little one is persistent." "Oh, please!" The wolf snorted, "Kip, get off of Tik. Now!" "This chick is different, Marille, believe me." Dung growled. Marille gave him a dirty look. "I'll believe it when I've tried." She slashed at Chip. He squirmed away to narrowly avoid a deadly, sharp claw. "Well, I'll be darned......" "See? Told you!" Dung exclaimed, "This chick might be worth going to Alpha."  Marille nodded. "I have to stay with the pups. You go ahead."
"Alright." Dung walked up the hill. They passed the creek. "This creek was named after our alpha leader, Alpha. It's called Alpha Creek. This hill is Wolf Lodge. We stay here, sheltered by trees in the forest. We talk about what we've hunted, new pups, new wolves, and alpha wolf positions." 
"I had little meetings in my farm, too." "Why did you leave?" "I wanted to explore." "Hmmm." Dung nodded, "I think this is yours." He held out the little bag of seeds. "Yeah, it's mine!" Chip exclaimed, surprised. "My pack moved to this area of the forest because there was more prey and less humans. Last year, over 20 wolves of our pack died because of bullets." Dung sighed. Chip realized they had stopped. Dung slowly trotted back to the den. "Marille." "What?" "I was right. This chick is different. Make a hay bed safe from the pups."  "Er....alright. But why....?" "He needs to stay. Please." "I see." 

Over the years, Chip became friends with the pups and had a great time with Marille and Dung. And they lived happily ever after. The moral of this story is don't judge a book by its cover. 


THE END!