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My Dogs by Hallie Tucker 4th grade I have two dogs: one is named Shiloh; the other one is Sydney. Shiloh is a hunter dog, but she never bites people. She is very, very nice. Shiloh is brown all over her body. She is very old so she has white on her cheeks. When I was a little girl, I used to ride her. She didn't like it, but she didn't bite me -- she just sat down and I fell off. Shiloh has a red fleece jacket. She is as cold as a penguin in a blizzard. Sydney is black on his back and white on his belly and black, white, and brown on his face. Sydney is as fat as a marshmallow. He is also fluffy. Sydney has white cheeks like Shiloh does, but he isn't old. My mom was shopping for chew balls and Sydney likes them, but they are supposed to be for our new puppy named Fisher. My mom said ifÊ we get him we all have to pitch in. So I have to walk all of my dogs every day or morning or both day and morning, then I have to feed them and play with them. I also have to clean up Fisher's accidents. When he sees me, he goes crazy. He bites me everywhere. It hurts. I love my dogs. Tennis by Baylie Holsman 5th grade Arriving at the huge tennis court, I am eager to play. The green pavement with white boundary lines is soft and smooth. It attracts scorching hot sun, making heat beam on my back like a flashlight while I am waiting to serve. The thought of playing against my mom is great because she never really gets to play with me, although it's fun when she does. As the ball bounces back and forth over the huge white net, I am determined to get better at tennis during this game. Finally, mom lets a ball whip past and I let out a whoop of joy to know that I am in the lead. In the middle of the game, my body starts to sweat. Wetness trickles down my face and I mop it with a towel. As the day wears on, I feel the heat of my body is hotter than the sun glaring in the sky. I keep playing until my legs feel worn out and I can't hold the racket any longer. Today we play for two hours, but it feels like the whole day. Fishing by Ben Crogh 5th grade The sun wasn't even up yet when a car pulled up in our driveway. The front door creaked open; a gust of wind blew through. I heard footsteps coming closer with each breath I took. A voice split the darkness: "Do you want to go fishing?" I was a little confused at first, but I figured out it was my best friend Dustin. Only because it was him, I said o.k. We went outside and hopped in his dad's truck. I asked, "Where are we fishing?" "Brownlee Reservoir," he said. About three hours later, we arrived at the boat docks. Even though we weren't boating, we fished off the docks. I asked for a fishing rod and headed for the middle dock. Dustin caught the first fish -- a blue gill. A blue gill is a fish that has blue gills and reaches up to eleven or twelve pounds. The one I caught was about three pounds -- it was a small mouth bass. A small mouth bass is a tan-green fish that has a pretty big mouth. Dustin's mom made us some turkey and cheese sandwiches for lunch, then we started fishing all over again. MSRT Ski Race bby Emma Sabala 4th grade I was nervous about the race when I started to leave from my house. It was so windy when we arrived at Brundage Mountain! I could hear the wind blowing by my face. We started to go to the lift right after we put our skis on. The wind felt like it was going to freeze my face; I felt like an icicle going up the lift. Then we went on the "Alpine" ski run. A sign said: Race in Progress. Our race was down that run. We inspected the course when we got down to it. Inspecting means to slip and stop at the same time all the way down the course, to see what the course looks like and to plan what the racer should do while going down the run. Right after that it was time to race. I was so nervous I felt like I was going to blow up. Then I was up. My stomach had butterflies but in and excited and scared way. The guy at the top started counting down and then I went. I felt like a jet soaring through the sky in the beginning and the middle; at the end, I had to tuck at the last three gates to get more speed. When I got down, my time was 1:00:40. I placed second. My dad, sister, and I were going down the run to get our medals on the podium. I felt great when I went up to get my medal! My cousins and I went free skiing after that, and I had the best time ever! Great Sand Dunes by Kailey Linden 4th grade Last summer when I was at the great Sand Dunes, my family and I were going through a little stream. It was only an inch deep and ten feet wide. The water was as warm as a summer breeze. The sun was hot and it felt even hotter with the light reflecting on the sand. The sand was so hot that it seemed to burn your feet while you walked on the side of the stream. Mom said that we could go play in the water. The sand was wet and soft: when I held it, the sand acted like water because there is so much water soaked up in the sand. On the sand dunes, the wind blows the sand as if it were many grains of rice. Brundage Mountain by Hallie Tucker 4th grade I am driving to Brundage Mountain ski resort. It is two degrees below zero in McCall. I am going to ski with my friend Abby because we have training. Like I said, it's really cold out here, so we have to wear turtlenecks so our faces don't get cold. We also put some snowpants over our Spyder suits. Then we wear really heavy jackets for our upper bodies. Down at the bottom of the hill it is like a blizzard. Up here is worse. It is a blizzard and all kinds of stuff, like: blizzard, hard snow, wet snow, and wind. The wind is so windy that it helps the blizzard and also the snow gets carried by the wind and it blows so hard it almost knocks you right off your skis. It almost did that to me. You cannot even see your partner. I had my friend come with me to ski the jumps, but we didn't because it was so windy. We couldn't even see each other so we had to stop a couple of times. Then I told my friend Abby, "Let's go to the lodge." On our way to the lodge, we could already smell the hot chocolate. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Pieces written by WW students in 2007-2008 Pieces written by WW students in 2006-2007 Pieces written by WW students in 2005-2006 Pieces written by WW students in 2004-2005 Pieces written by WW students in 2002-2003 Pieces written by WW students in 2001-2002 Pieces written by WW students in 2000-2001

Students have been working hard on their Drama presentations for our party next week. They have also been learning to write rhyming Tercets and Quatrains, whic h is more difficult than they imagined... but they are getting better at rhyming every day! Stop by any morning to read some of the finished pieces that are going up on our walls or check the Student Writing Archives to see pieces written by this class this year. Writing Workshop students are listed below. Click on a name to send a message to that student... Writing Workshop 2008-2009 (3rd, 4th, & 5th graders): Emma Sabala Ben Crogh Hallie Tucker Sean Crowley Baylie Holsman Kailey Linden Please have your students read books from the 4th-6th Grade Reading List during the year. If they want to, they can also select books from the 7th-8th Grade Reading List . Remember that these lists are not an indication of reading level, but are created to give students a background for their upcoming years of study at the NFS. Please do NOT have children read books from lists that are in their reading level, but above their NFS class level. Thanks.

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