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Jake and The Duck

I haven’t wrote in about two days I’ve been busy with school but I couldn’t completely forget about WordPress! Oh by the way does anyone know how to get them to stop sending me email updates?! Anyway I’m writing because I have a story to tell. A couple of days ago Jake my adorable nephew was over, he crawls like a spitfire but he is trying to stand. My mum has a wooden duck in our hall and Jake was holding onto his beak for dear life. I lifted Jake and set him on the wooden duck. Jake always smiles but today his smile seemed a little bigger and a little brighter. The duck was shaking and so was Jake, I was carefully watching Jake. When I now thought it was unsafe I lifted him onto the sun room carpet. But it was just like Jake to crawl back to the duck. I lifted him on again but this time I sat behind Jake so I would be sure to catch him if he fell. Jake shook and so did the duck and suddenly all I could see was the duck slipping away and before I knew it I was thrown head first into the hall table with luckly Jake still in my arms. But I know never to sitting on a wooden duck this comes in handy with three nephews.

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Get Read For Your Close Up.

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If I had to cast my dream movie it would star Jennifer Aniston as the leading role. She would be a woman trying to recover her past and she would have a younger her played by Baliee Madison. I’m not trying rip off Just Go With It but it is because Baliee Madison looks most like Jennifer Aniston younger self. Joey King would be Baliee best friend but now Lana Parrilla would be hate Jennifer and that’s why Jennifer would recover her past. I know the movie sounds a bit wishy washy bits that who would play the roles and what my dream movie would be about!

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The Mona Lisa

I was wondering why does Mona Lisa does not smile. I bet she would if she would’ve know it would be one of the most famous paintings on earth. But in this painting it does look like there is a slight hint of a smile. She scares me a little, her face looks yellow and mouldy to me. I don’t know why I decided I write about The Mona Lisa it just came into my head. Jay did a drawing once that sort of looked like Mona Lisa. But it also looks like a bunch of scribbles and and a few dots. Mona Lisa does remind me of someone, my sister Gemma. The long hair and forehead are the features that remind me most of her.

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The Art Of Jay

My sister Laura was over for dinner with her sons Jay and Jake. It is funny I’m thinking of posting pictures that Jay has drew, they are quite entertaining, his little sketches. They are not even proper pictures but one of my old teachers is a very good artist, I will link his site down below. But Mr Shaw thought us to squint our eyes and try to make pictures out of scribbles. It is very fun to do, my last bed room had a swirly ceiling that I could make pictures out of. Some pictures are odd, funny, normal and some are even scary. It is unpredictable what your mind will see. In Jays picture today there is a bowler hat with a star inside of it and on the other side of the page two golf clubs. Please tell me if I should post his pictures. We didn’t do much more after drawing. We watched a couple episode of Mickey Mouse and even now that show entertains my little brain.

http://www.petershawart.com/gallery.html

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Facing My fears

 

In June, I went to a camp for the weekend and one of our activities was called the ‘Cube Course’ a large square that is hell! You have to walk across that wood and actually jump off it while people are shaking the other sides. It may be fun for the more adventurous types but for me I was scared. On my first try I could make it half way up the ladder and yes I did cry. I cried only a little bit but you don’t know what its like, everyone watching you and with one wrong step you left tumbling downwards and the rope catches you just before your head hits the ground. Everyone else finished it with flying colours but I could only make it to the top of ladder and I wouldn’t step on the shaking bit of wood that was right there beside me. I was ashamed off myself, everyone was supporting me but I could tell the mean girls Ellie and Stephanie where having a laugh about it. So next year at camp if I even go I am going to try and face my fears! I’ll tell you how it goes if I make it back alive. Signed, The Nest