School's out!!!!!!!!!

FREEEEEEEEEDOOOOOMMM!!!!!!!!!

Sorry I just needed to let that out 'cuz... Wait for it...Wait for it...

SCHOOL IS OUT!!!!!!!!

 I can not believe it! It feels like yesterday I sat in my chair doing a math test. Uhh, just the thought of math makes me want to... Do some math.

 Well, I did my year end Shark Presentation for the grade 2's and it went good. The only thing that went wrong was when I was handing out candy to the grade 2's that answered the questions right. I didn't hand it out instantly when they got them right because I forgot the candy in my classroom and had to go back and get it after. I handed it out to the kids I knew got the questions right, but the last person who was supposed to get a candy didn't get one because 7 kids had there hands up for who got the last question right, and when I asked them to be honest and put up their hands again, all 7 put their hands up. So no candy for the last kid. As I left I heard the teacher say that she was disappointed. And one of the kids called me Austin, but that didn't matter. Well, thanks for reading and come back for more later over the break! Bye!

SHARKS AREN'T SCARY, THEY'RE JUST DIFFERENT!!!

I got the book I wanted!!!

Hey everyone! I got Art2-D2's guide to folding and doodling!!!
As you can see, this  is not the one I bought, but this is what it looks like.

I did a lot of the activities and I want you to see this one thing I did using the instructions in the book. It is HIGHLY addictive and I can't stop playing with it!

Pretty neat, right? I bet you're thinking "Oscar, WHY is the part you twist on a Chap Stick sticking WAY out?" Well, if you are then I don't blame you. It's a Chap Stick rocket. See, you press SLAM on the twisty thing and the cap goes flying. It is SO COOL!! Guess what? I am gonna post instructions for origami Bat Man soon!! Isn't that awesome? So, stay tuned! Oh and this is my 55th blog post! I just thought I'd say that because I forgot on the 50th.


SHARKS AREN'T SCARY THE'RE JUST DIFFERENT!!!

RR&B (Rest, Relaxation and Blogging)

My family got new chairs for our deck, which my parents just stained. It looks pretty neat. Here, you can check it out yourself.

So anyway, we got our new zero gravity chairs set up (no they don't float) and they are SO cool! They have a recliner, and they call them zero gravity chairs because it feels like you are actually FLOATING!
Anyway, this is a link to me sitting in my new chair: https://fbcdn-sphotos-b-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash3/1044175_10151430087516207_1080879134_n.jpg

SHARKS AREN'T SCARY THEY'RE JUST DIFFERENT!!!!!!!

WHAT DOES THE MUSIC TEACHER HAVE AGAINST SHARKS!?!?!?!?

         I heard the music teacher teaching the grade two's song that are very strange. Songs about shark attacks and shark fishing. The shark attack one goes "Baby shark dodo dodo dodo. Mama shark dodo dodo dodo. Papa shark" And so on. Then it goes "People swimming dodo dodo dodo." Then shark attack and lost my arms then legs then head then now I'm drowning. The other song went something like this. " 'Insert guys name here' went a fishing for a shark but only got his old fishing line. The he went a fishing for a big great white but only got his old fishing line." And so on. Crazy right?

          I couldn't just sit there and listen. So I wrote this and reminded myself to blog about it after school. So I did and here I am now. So that was just one of the kinds of things that aren't good for the shark's rep.

SHARKS AREN'T SCARY THEY'RE JUST DIFFERENT!!!

I am AWESOME!!!

I AM SO AWESOME!!! I came up with my own Origami Batman Instructions!!! I am not going to show them (at least not until summer) because I have my origami shop. Anyway, this is me and Batman. The origami one.

Yeah. I know what your thinking... THAT IS THE BEST BATMAN I HAVE EVER SEEN!!!!!!!!!

I will post a better picture of him during Summer. Until then, if you like this kind of stuff, go to http://origamiyoda.wordpress.com/. This place has ALL sorts of neat origami. See you next time! 

SHARKS AREN'T SCARY THEY'RE JUST DIFFERENT!!!

Bad Gym Class=Good Lessons

Oh my GOD!

My gym class yesterday was REALLY BAD!

It started pretty good, but... actually, I think I SHOULD tell you the whole thing.

We walked to gym class as usual, but had if I known how it was going to be... I'm not sure. We got to the gym doors and everyone was acting like a zombie, scratching at the door. When everyone un-zombified, the teachers let us in, but told us to do our laps like a zombie. It was fun crashing into stuff and moaning, "BRAINS!!!!!BRAINS!!!!!"  but when we were told to come back and we were told what to do, well, everyone was still having fun.

We played King's Court Dodge ball, and it was sort of fun. FOR THE FIRST THREE ROUNDS!!! We had, in the first round,  Boys & Girls V.S  Girls & Boys and my team  won. Then we had Boys V.S Girls. We won the first two  rounds but, then the other teacher called all the girls over to talk. We thought that was a good idea, so we 'huddled up' and there was a lot of words coming from different mouths, but they all started with GET OUT THERE AND...

1. EAT SNICKERS!!!
2. HAVE FUN!!!
3. GO PLAY!!!
4. EAT TACOS!!!
5. EAT WAFFLES!!!

Well, you get the idea. The girls talk sounded nothing like ours.

We played but, when it started I could just FEEL that something was wrong.

Of course, that's what I WOULD say, but I can't. I had no clue.

When it started the girls were VERY quick to start. We got to the balls first and I hit one with, like, 7 balls, but she didn't go to "jail". She just stood there. And then threw a ball at me and missed at told me to go the the jail. I said "Why should I?"

Well, I only got to "Why sho..." before I was interrupted with cries of "SHE HIT YOU!!!!!!!!!!" Of course then I went to the jail. While I was walking over to jail, the girls were all hitting me and the other guys with dodge balls ON OUR WAY TO JAIL!!!

I was standing there and waiting for a ball to come to me, so I could throw it at one of the girls. That's how you get out of jail. I hit one and she didn't go out OR listen to me. I went out of jail because I knew I hit her. I got back to my side and... Got pelted with more balls. I went back (again getting pelted) to jail. I waited for a long time. I got so tired of watching my team get beaten so badly.

I went to the bathroom to NOT watch my team get destroyed. I sat on the sink looking at myself in the mirror. I was sweaty and red and I looked really mad. I sat for a few...seconds? I am not sure but I went out of the bathroom. I didn't go back to the jail because the girls were cheating, so why can't I?

I'll tell you.

I was standing still getting hit by balls and throwing them back. I was called to go to the jail by who other than: the other teacher.

I really don't get teachers, girls and I REALLY don't get girl teachers.

SHE was one of the teachers that told the girls to cheat. SHE was yelling at me for CHEATING!?!?!? I went to the jail. I then REALLY wanted to get OUT of there and get away from all the craziness. I told the other teacher I wasn't feeling good and wanted to go to the office to get out of there.

OF COURSE IT DIDN'T WORK!!!

She said "You're just tired!! Sit down!!"

I then lost it and yelled at the top of my lungs,"UM,HELLO!!! I JUST SAID I WASN'T FEELING GOOD!! WHAT IF I BARF ALL OVER THE FLOOR!?!?"

But I only said it in my head so no one heard it but me.

I sat on the bench and as soon as I sat down both teachers got up and went onto the floor to play. WITH THE GIRLS OF COURSE!!! They were throwing 2 balls at a time and the girls were carrying 7 balls, while the boys could only throw one at a time and only carry one.

I  then got up went to the floor (while getting pelted) to a pile of balls. I picked up ALL of them and threw them at the teacher, the one that told me to sit down because I was just tired. She must have ordered a squad of girls to pelt me, with her mind, because all the girls near her turned to look at me really weirdly and...THEY ALL THREW ALL THE BALLS THEY HAD AT ME!!! It hurt. Then the teacher stopped the game because the BOYS(!!!!!!!!) were taking it to far.

We then played Global Domination for...a few minutes? We stopped because NO ONE (NOT including the girls) was having fun. The teachers made us do laps around the gym for the last 5 minutes. I walked with my friend and we talked about how unfair the game was and how when we cheated in the last round, we would get called out on it and get sent to jail.

The bell rang and we lined up to go back to class. The teacher told us that it was meant to be a joke and that they now knew that they couldn't do something like that again. She asked us if we thought that they were going to do it again. Some said No or Yes, but I said "I really don't know. Up until now I thought I knew how you thought." She asked us if we thought that it was done and over with and if any of us were hurt for the rest of our lives.

I raised my hand and said, "All through the year, YOU told us cheating was wrong. Why did you say to the girls it was okay this time?" Some girls talked about things to the teacher. Then I raised my hand again. I said, "You always tell us that the little kids look up to us. And who do we look up to? YOU! So, if we see from this, that cheating is okay, the little kids will think that it's okay. And when they are big like us, the new little kids will see cheating is okay from them. Is that okay?" 

The bell rang and we wrote in our agendas and the teacher said, "We all learned a very good lesson today." I said "Yeah, you can't trust teachers OR girls."

One of the girls, who sat in my desk group, heard me say that and she ran off to get her backpack ready. I got mine and looked back to the classroom and there was the same girl, crying and being hugged by the teacher. I left and caught up with my friend I walked with in gym and told him about it. He left with his mom and on the bus I thought about why the teacher didn't come hug me when I was crying and telling her that stuff.

The bus ride was better than school, as usual. I got home and talked to my mom. She said that she already knew, because my teacher had called her already. Mom thought I was either hurt or I missed the bus when she got the call from the teacher because she says she never worries about me getting into trouble. My teacher told my mom what happened but my mom wanted to hear my version of the story. I learned a lot of lessons yesterday. They were:

1. Some people will cheat and lie to get what they want.
2. Girls are NOT better than boys and the other way around.
3. Little kids look up to us.

That was probably the worst gym class I have ever had. Thanks for reading.

SHARK'S AREN'T SCARY THEY'RE JUST DIFFERENT!!!

Party Crashing and Awesome Doctors

Hi everyone, you are probably wondering what the title means. Well 'party' means I was at my friend's party.  The 'crashing' means I got got hit with a base ball bat. :( It still hurts a little but I am gonna be fine. What happened was I was at the party and we were hitting the pinata with, you guessed it: a base ball bat. I hit the thing and knocked all the candy out at the end. There was an older kid ,who didn't hit the pinata before I got all the candy out. He hung it back up so he could get to hit it and this guy, Al, got in the way to take down the already in half pinata, and the kid said, "Hey, you should move, 'cause I'm gonna hit the pinata." But Al said, "There is no candy left and it is in half, so I'm gonna take it down." But the kid swung anyway. He hit 2/3. He hit the pinata, missed Al, but hit yours truly: moi. He didn't mean to, but the bat swung around him and slammed into my right hand. It hurt a lot and he didn't know he hit me, because he had his eyes closed, until I said YELLED "OUCH!!!!" He came to see if I was okay and Al got some ice for my hand. I put it on my hand and Al thought I had a bruise on my hand. I did, but what I thought was the mustard. When I got to my friends house, my mom and dad and little sister came to pick me up. My friend's mom told my mom what  happened and we went to the hospital, near the Movie World and Orient Family Restaurant. We went in and once we got me registered, dad went to McDonald's to get Lauryn some food. I stayed at the hospital with my mom. I got sorta hungry, so mom bought me an Oh Henry with Reese peanut butter. A little while later a Doctor came and called my name. Mom and I were like,"What?" But we didn't argue and went with the Doctor. His name was Dr.Crawford. He asked me what the bat did. I looked at him, sorta puzzled, but then I got what he meant. "It was a base ball bat." I had only told the receptionist it was a bat. "So it wasn't a..." He flapped his arms like wings and said,"...bat?" I shook my head, no. He told us he wasn't going to make us wait hours for an x-ray. Mom said, "Thank you SO much." He filled out a form and said, "Take this form and put it in the wire bin. Be sure to ring the bell and tell the nurse Dr.Crawford sent you."  And he walked away. A nurse must have over heard us talking, because she walked right over and said "Hello. The x-ray room will be ready soon." We gave her the paper and went back behind the desk. A little while later the door to the x-ray room opened and a lady walked out and asked me to come in to the room. I say down on a stool and she took some pictures of my hands with the x-ray thingy. I went back out to see my mom and I told her that every thing went okay. A little bit later dad and Lauryn came to sit with us. Just as they sat down,
Dr.Crawford came and told me my hand would be  a-okay!

Also, the lilac bush we have looks beautiful. Have a look for your self.


That's all for now.Bye!

SHARKS AREN'T SCARY THEY'RE JUST DIFFERENT!!!