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The little grade one found her classroom after lunch, she still hadn’t been able to find Miso her hamster. She was scared for Miso she was going to have some baby hamsters and her mom would be mad if Miso didn’t return home.
After lunch Sara and Maclean walked into the washroom and found a small hamster, the hamster looked like it was in pain. “Oh, look Maclean a hamster. And it looks like it was hurt!” “We should probably leave it alone, it could have rabies.” Maclean walked away but Sara stayed there and watched the hamster it seemed to be slowly walking towards her. “Hi little guy.” she said knelling down to try and calm down the hamster, she looked scared. Sara picked up the hamster to see if it was a girl or not. She was very careful so as not to hurt the small hamster. She had expected the hamster to try and run away but the hamster actually ran faster when she saw that Sara wanted to pick her up. She picked up the hamster and decided to take it to the office she thought that someone was missing this cute little gal.
When she arrived at the office she decided to speak to Mrs. Usta. “Hi, um I found this hamster in the washroom. She looks familiar but she’s not mine.” “Okay I’ll make an announcement.” Sara looked around while Mrs. Usta pressed several buttons. “Hello, may I please have your attention. We have found a small cream coloured hamster, if you lost a hamster in the last few days please come down to the office and claim her, Thank you.” Sara looked at the door for a few seconds and was pleased to see a few people come to the office looking at the hamster, actually it looked like a whole class. “Oh no…” thought Sara “there will be lots of upset children.” “It’s my hamster.” said a small voice. When Sara looked it was a small Grade 1 who looked very relieved to see that the hamster was okay. “Her name is Miso.” said the small girl. “Hi, what’s your name, mine is Sarah.” “Me too, my name is Sarah too.” “Well…” said Mrs. Usta “is it your hamster or not?” “Yes.” said the small Sarah. And then the whole class went but small Sarah stayed and stared at the older Sarah. “Is, Something wrong?” “No, you just look REALLY famillar.” “Oh, well if you don’t mind I have to get back to class.” They think that was the last time they will ever see each other, was it.

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                        The Truth about Sarah Jiu

                                                      by: Keleila Handelman – Kerman

   One cold autumn night a girl named Sarah Jiu was born.

    The day before her 15^th birthday her best friend Maclean Bally gave her a “Best Friend necklace” they were designed as boom-boxes. “Thanks SOOO much for the awesome necklace. Are you sure you can’t come to my party, you’re my best friend?” “Yeah, my dad said I had to be home for his big party. I want to come, I’m, just not allowed.” As they were talking the bell rang. “Off to class everyone!” the broadcast was from their principal, Mr. Matusie.

   As Sarah and Maclean headed down the hall Sarah’s cell-phone fell into the trash. “Um. Your cell-phone fell into the garbage!” “Not more bad luck!” Sadly, Sarah had lots more bad luck coming. She tried to pick it out of the trash and accidently fell in. “HELP MMMMEEEE!!!!!”  Sarah screamed. Maclean ran to get Mr. Matusie before he entered his meeting. “Sarah, is, in, the,” “Hurry up Maclean!” Mr. Matusie said. “TRASH!!” “What!?” screamed Mr. Matusie. They ran to get Sarah out of the trash.

   After lunch Sarah still had a little garbage in her hair. As they walked she pulled it out. “Sarah, are you alright?” asked Zara, a girl from homeroom. “Yeah, I’m alright, I guess.” Sarah replied sounding bored. A few seconds after Zara left the PDA sounded. Then came a HORRIBLE sound. “A-hem, students and teachers may I please have your attention!” It was the secretary, Mrs. Usta. She had a VERY unpleasant sound for a voice. “May I please have your attention.” She repeated a second time. “We will be getting a new alarm system later today, around 3:45. There will be several alarms sounding off. Please disregard any loud or disturbing noises. Please proceed to ‘the Fire Program’ or ‘Lock Down Mode’ if told to by me or Mr. Matusie! Thanks for your time!”

     Later in French the alarm sounded off. “Students remain calm.” said their French teacher: Mme Rosetto. Then came a noise from the PDA. “Students please proceed to ‘Lock Down Mode.’ As this is a real drill.” Everyone ran to the corner of the room. Sarah was in the hall and scared to death! She ran from room to room and nobody let her in. Then she ran to the office and those doors were locked and sealed as well. Sarah ran to the washroom, that door had been locked also. The only place she could go was into the “Boys” washroom. Sarah freaked out. She didn’t want to hide in the “Boys” washroom. And maybe if she went in she would get in trouble! But, what to do?

     She ran to the front door and saw it wasn’t locked yet. She pushed open the doors and another alarm set off. She ran outside ignoring the alarm. She ran to the closest safe area which was a “Mac’s Milk” down the street. When the alarm set off everyone assumed that the drill was over. When everyone started back to class the PDA sounded again. “Please go back to ‘Lock Down Mode.’ This is not a drill. The alarm was set off by someone opening the door. We have an intruder.”       

     Everyone FREAKED OUT, screaming and yelling so loudly that the neighbors were worried and called 911. The police arrived a few moments later, and without a sound they entered and unlocked the office door. Mr. Matusie came out of his office and said “What’s going on here?” “We got a call saying that there’s been lots of screaming and yelling!” Replied the police officer. “We’re here to help. By the way my name is Officer Peter! “First of all we must, um, uh. Let me think!” said Mr. Matusie.

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The Curse of the Fringe Pants (Part 1)

If you own fringe pants I suggest that you pay attention.

Because the curse of the fringe pants is true. I will start at the beginning. It started with a girl named Sammie. She lived in a small town in Mississippi. It was so small it had no name. But, they called it “1 Lane.” Her mom went down to the post office. She had been waiting for the order of custom made yellow and pink fringe pants. They had just arrived. She was excited to show them to Sammie.

When she got home she showed Sammie the pants, Sammie jumped for joy. She tried them on right away. They fit like they were made just for her, wait they were. Sammie asked if she could wear them to school the next day. Her mom answered “Yes.”

The next day at 7:30 she got up, had a shower and got on her fringe pants. She wore her favourite top, it had pink and yellow flowers to match the pants. At 8:00 Sammie and her dad left for school. She got there just on time. She had forgotten about the Mid-Term Test, it counted for 3 quarters of your grade. After the test Sammie went to the “Girls Room.” She screamed, she knew that if she got lower than a B+ she was GROUNDED for 5 months. After she splashed a little water on her face and left.

Once she was back in class she sat down in her chair. She felt something weird on her bottom. She stood up and tried to see what was there but she didn’t see anything. She went to the teacher and asked if she saw anything on her pants. “No, nothing back there.” “Okay, thanks.”

She went back to her desk and sat back down, now it didn’t feel wet but it hurt. Felt like little red ants biting her bottom. She looked for anything on her seat. NOTHING!

She asked if she could go to the bathroom again. Her teacher said “No, you need to work on your math homework.” She went back to her desk and sat down.

The feeling of the little red ants was over, but the chair felt like the rockiest rock in all of North America. It really hurt. She asked if she could switch seats to the back of the classroom. The teacher said “Stop with the silly things Sammie I’m tired of your stories.”

She started walking but she was stopped in the middle of the classroom….

For more of my story tune in soon. I’m planning to make it a 15 part series on my blog.

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