Aubrie's writing

Perhaps this post is for Grandparent's appreciation only. But every once in a while the kids bring home a piece of artwork, writing, or test score that makes a mother proud. I wanted to preserve this piece. Aubrie's teachers were thrilled to share it with us at parent conferences and we are thrilled to share it to the world. Here is our little writer's work. Note: All spelling and punctuation is hers.

A Windy, Windy, 'Windsday'

By, Aubrie, age 8

We were sooooo exited.

My family and I were staying at Blue Harbor Resort, in Sheboygan, Wisconsin. Blue Harbor had a waterpark, and was on the beach, next to Lake Michigan.

We walked to the relaxing beach. The waters were sparkling, and the lake seemed to go on forever and ever.

We were on the beach, and it was beautiful. The sky was blue, it was very sunny, and the soft sand wasn't too hot, or too cold.

I was walking walking in the lake. I loved the smooth, bumpy, texture of the lake's bottom. We were all relaxed, and having fun.

What a beautiful day this is, I thought, gazing dreamily up at the sky. Suddenly, I saw the sun go behind the clouds.

Suddenly, I felt a strong, cold, wind, that made me shiver and think of the phrase; 'Jack Frost nipping at your nose' from the song I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas.

Teyah shrieked.

"M..m-m-m ... Mom?" Ellie stammered.

I walked over. So did Dad.

I watched the news last night, and the weather said it was going to be stormy. Maybe we should go." Mom said.

"Noooooooo!" Ellie and Teyah said together.

So we stayed.

But soon it grew windy. It got windier and windier. Eventually the wind howled. The grass was swaying wildly, and I could literally see the sand blowing in groups 'round the beach, like little fish swimming in classes through the ocean.

Sand blew in my eyes. Teyah and Kyler screamed.

"We need to go." Dad said, grabbing our raft. He headed down the sandy trail, that led to the hotel.

"Okay." Mom said as she grabbed the book she had been reading, and put it in her bag. Then she handed us towels, picked Kyler up, and followed dad.

Me and Ellie picked up sand toys, and followed on the narrow trail. And Teyah followed us.

It was like we were a family of ducks, crossing the road, marching in a single file line.

It was hard to see the path, because my eyeballs seemed to be filled with sand. I found myself squinting. I felt like I might blow away.

But we kept walking. But soon, I realized I no longer was walking, I was running!

"Wait for meeee!!" I heard Teyah scream. (She's four, so she can't say R's and L's)

Apparently, no one heard her. I ran back, and picked her up. Then I ran to catch up.

"I we-wee, we-wee DO NOT wike da wind!" Teyah yelled.

"I know Teyah." I said.

Soon, we arrived at the hotel. I put Teyah down. She gave me a hug.

I felt like a hero.

Then we headed for the waterpark. And on our way, Teyah said, "I wuv you Aubwee." She gave me a big hug.

"I love you too." I replied.

THE END!

About the Author

Aubrie lives in Minnesota with her parents, two younger sisters Elliana and Teyah, and little bro Kyler. She is eight and three quarters, and in 3rd grade. She enjoys soccer, swimming, sewing, crafts, singing, drawing, dancing, and reading. Her favorite series is: Harry Potter, and she is currently reading the fifth; Harry Potter And the Order Of The Pheonix. She loves animals, and wishes dearly that her parents will let her have a pet.