FLANNINIA
Breeder: Alejandro Martinez
Origination: Spain
Type: The Flanninia is a custard type monster, it is named because it carries the largest supply of creamy, custardy flan. If you are starving and in need of food, the Flanninia will come to your rescue, and feed you from its supply. When its done feeding you, it will head back to the "Custard Quarters", and fill up its flan supply.
Environment: The Flanninia likes bright colors. Some people have reported sightings of them in their babies' nurseries. Flanninias LOVE babies. You can also give a Flanninia a room full of blocks and it will play for hours. They like soft fluffy things, like pillows and water beds. Don't give them a blanket, because they will get their sticky flan all over it, and only cause trouble and the loss of a lot of laundry detergent....
Size: The Flanninia can grow up to the size of a small dog. This makes it a great indoor monster.
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The Catx Chronicles
The latest on school food, and just plain catx!
Sunday, December 16, 2012
The new (and improved) ultimate code for beginners
Okay, lets be honest-- that last ultimate code was pretty hard, so i made some levels.
LEVEL 1: Hi my name is Caitie, I am !), I am feeling :) talking 2 my bff!!!:)
LEVEL 2: I am #$ going on #%, my b-day is !@/09
LEVEL 3: What is my next birthday id mt current on is )(?@#?@))@ ?
Too hard, well try next time I post some ultimate code awesomeness
HINT: the punctuation marks represent other things on the keyboard. Example: ^&=67, because the "^" symbol is above the 6, and the "&" symbol is above the 7.
LEVEL 1: Hi my name is Caitie, I am !), I am feeling :) talking 2 my bff!!!:)
LEVEL 2: I am #$ going on #%, my b-day is !@/09
LEVEL 3: What is my next birthday id mt current on is )(?@#?@))@ ?
Too hard, well try next time I post some ultimate code awesomeness
HINT: the punctuation marks represent other things on the keyboard. Example: ^&=67, because the "^" symbol is above the 6, and the "&" symbol is above the 7.
Monster Hunters In The Classroom
Lets get monster hunting!!! Well of course not real monsters, but imaginative ones. In third grade our classroom got a book, I forget what it's called, but it was by somebody who pretended to be a monster hunter. He wrote different information files, each a different monster. The book was always checked out of the library, but I did get it some time around. Everyone got so excited when he came for an author visit. He read us some of the book and showed us his "monster hunting gear". He wore a strange outfit, a strange hat, he had a net, and a magnifying glass. He said that he wore his outfit everywhere.
One day our teacher gave us a writing assignment to do, we got to write whatever we wanted. Me and my friend Sarah decided to work together and make a book like the one that the man wrote. We made up about 15 monsters, and then wrote a book about them! Kind of like a myth, it was about 23 pages long. I did most of the work. I had a lot of fun writing about monsters, and I would like to pursue it. On my blog I am going to create different monster files from time to time, I know if I say i'm going to do it weekly or daily, I will probably just forget about it, so i"m not making any promises!
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
sorry viewers
I am so sorry this hasn't been updated in so long. Life here in Wisconsin has been busy and chaotic, and I haven't been able to get on blogger. I will try to be more updated in the future:)
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Week #2, the weekly poem
Winter Sun By: Caitlin Bay
In the morning when
The fog floats away,
I see you;
It's a brighter day
The Winter Sun:
My closest friend;
The morning dew:
A friend of his.
In the morning when
The fog floats away,
I see you;
It's a brighter day
The Winter Sun:
My closest friend;
The morning dew:
A friend of his.
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Week #1, the weekly poem
Woods By: Rachel Field
Whenever the woods I walk among
Are very green and young,
With leaves a-twinkle on every tree,
The heart begins to dance in me,
And my feet to caper from tree to tree
Over the sunny patch of greenery.
But when the woods I walk among
Are very old, with mosses hung
In thin festoons of tattered gray,
And the greens seems high and far away,
Oh, then I tiptoe from tree to tree,
For a hush is on the heart of me.
Whenever the woods I walk among
Are very green and young,
With leaves a-twinkle on every tree,
The heart begins to dance in me,
And my feet to caper from tree to tree
Over the sunny patch of greenery.
But when the woods I walk among
Are very old, with mosses hung
In thin festoons of tattered gray,
And the greens seems high and far away,
Oh, then I tiptoe from tree to tree,
For a hush is on the heart of me.
Friday, June 15, 2012
The Revised Daily Poem
I have decided to make the Daily Poem the Weekly Poem, because its hard to get on my blog every day. In the mornings I have to get ready for school, and in the evenings I want to relax, and also have to do homework. Sometimes we have plans for the evenings, I hope you all understand. Every Saturday or Sunday I will post a poem, and each poem will be a different post.
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