I have been writing a story for school recently. It is my main school activity now. I have eight pages, three thousand, three hundred and thirty six words and four chapters so far. It is about a normal family and their lives. There are four people in the family, Emily and Timothy Miller and their children, Lily and Andrew. Lily is five and Andrew is one. Here is the first chapter.
Chapter one
Our story begins with a family of four. As this is a story I believe I will start with introducing my characters.
The mother’s name was Emily. She was a woman who always raised her children as she thought she would as a child. Kind, expecting her children to do as they were asked but she seemed to always know what was the right amount of work for her two children. Her yard was a wonderland. She had a trampoline, a play set that was kept in top condition, a sand box and a bouldering wall along the privacy fence. There were many trees and flowers everywhere. Morning glories climbing the play set, rose bushes, violets and other flowers of many kinds were scattered in the yard. Her children adored her immensely.
Emily’s beloved daughter was named Lily. She was five and was the dreamy, fairyland type. She adored babies and loved kittens and could throw a story like that. She read short stories when she was four. She discovered that one chapter of longer fairytale books a day satisfied her hunger for literature. She had simple tasks given to her by Emily such as clearing the table and watering the flowers (her favorite) and keeping her room tidy. Emily sweetened clearing the table by placing her in charge of decorating the table as well, and cleaning her room by allowing Lily to have flowers in her room. Lily didn’t know why a few flowers in her room helped her enjoy cleaning her room. However, it seemed to make cleaning go by. Why fix what isn’t broken? When the chores were done, Lily would run around in the backyard or read a book until dinner
Lily had a new baby brother on her fourth birthday. Right on her fourth birthday, not a day after or a day before, right smack on her birthday. Lily remembered waking up on her fourth birthday with pancakes and bacon but she woke up with her grandma. She was panicked and scared until she saw little baby Andrew and her mother. He loved to cuddle and would follow his mother and his sister around and would rejoice when his father came home.
The father’s name was Mr. Timothy Miller. He was an earnest man who worked hard during the day as a secretary and when he came home, no matter how stressful the day was he knew his work was worth it. He was tall, handsome and thin. He had elegant ways and knew how to make people feel good. He loved chasing his children around the yard and making them laugh.
Now that we know more about our characters it is my judgment as the author to go back in time so I can better explain the birth of our darling Andrew.
“Yay! It’s my birthday! A whole day of cuddling with Mommy and being chased by Daddy, this will be great! And just wait until they discover that I can read! And don’t forget the pancakes, eggs and bacon!” Thought Lily as she raced down the stairs. She had just got to the bottom when she found no pancakes, no eggs, no bacon and no Mommy and Daddy. Just her Grandmother sitting on the couch knitting what looked to be a sweater for one of her teddy bears.
“Oh no! Where’s Mommy and Daddy. What’s going on! What should I do? If I talk I will get an answer but I really really don’t want to talk to cranky old Grandma! Besides Grandma loves it when kids like me don’t talk and just look cute and cuddle. Whatever, I’ll just go and get my answer and I’ll decide what to do next.” She thought. “Where Mommy an-and Daddy?” She asked her Grandmother.
“Why your baby brother is coming a little early, sweetheart. My what a good talker you are!” Lily smiled and then giggled. Her grandmother seemed to be in a good mood today.
“Can I have some breakfast Gamma?” Lily asked. Her grandmother got up from her knitting and made her some cheerios.
“This day isn’t all that bad. Wait, what am I saying, what about my plans! Will Mommy be okay? Will they forget about me with the new baby around? My birthday has been ruined! It is most definitely not okay!” Lily knew better then to misbehave because her birthday wasn’t going the way she wanted it but she wanted to misbehave so much.
After her breakfast, Lily went outside to water the flowers and to stare in wonder at the morning glories.
“They are in bloom in the morning but in the after-noon they go away. Why is that?” Lily thought as she looked at the morning glories. She then went to the play set to swing.
“It’s my birthday so I should enjoy myself. However, I don’t feel like jumping, exploring, climbing or digging. All I really want is to find out about Mommy and the baby.” So she went and did that.
“Gamma” Lily said, being careful to talk like toddlers. “Can you tell me ‘bout wat happening wit Mommy and new baby?” Lily continued, secretly smiling at how she was talking.
Her grandmother frowned, she did not want to explain too thoroughly but enough to satisfy her inquisitive granddaughter. “Why, your mother and father’s doctors knew your parent’s baby was coming so they are helping them get the baby at the hospital.”
Lily nodded and asked. “When will dey be back?”
“I don't know honey.” Her grandmother came up with an idea to keep Lily out of trouble. “And it’s our job to give them a warm welcome!”
I went to the gymnastics meet, Winter-fest. Winter-fest has a very high reputation with Olympic. Last year (according to my team mates) they were very decorative and instead the traditional pedestal you see at the Olympics, they had a bridge! They had a bridge with a fog machine. This year they had a new location and looked and felt like a school basketball court. They had stools with a black material on them. Mom has posted some videos on Olympic gymnastics fans. I have a link to it (as always). The level six's are with the level fives at winterfest. Unfortunately Geza Pozsar, was at our gym and he was choreographing floor and beam routines for the level sixes who made it to level seven. Our team was composed of six girls, four level fives and two level sixes. We started out on beam. It was a steady routine up until the end. I fell on my dismount. It is the easiest skill for me on beam and I fell. I got a 7.8 my record on beam is 7.85
I was the last up on floor. It is a huge diadvantage for me. All the mistakes my teamates made the judges were looking for. The juges basically thought they needed to teach my gym and that effected my scores. Nothing much to say except I did my best performance ever (according to my Mom, who has seen all of my meets). I got a 7.475 my record is 8.575. I ripped up my ribbon. Katica said the judges were stingy.
Vault! Three days before my meet I totally botched on vault. I was terrified when Gergely stopped spotting. The next day I didn't do vault and the day before the meet I did a vault with Gergely spotting. On vault during the timed warm ups Katica and the other gyms coach decided the order for warming up. Katica asked the girl at the front of the line what she vaulted at. She said she vaulted at four. Katica said she meant the vault height. The girl said four. Then Katica said "We better go first." It was embarrassing. I vaulted as low as the horse can go, this is called vaulting at zero. I normally vault at one but I wanted it to be a little lower considering what happened at the gym. I did a wonderful vault! I didn't quite stick the first one but not to much of a step. The second one wasn't quite as good although I stuck it. I got a 8.2! My record is 7.95. It is now 8.2.
Time for bars my worst event. I actually made the jump. I just barely made it in warm ups! It had bent legs though. I got a 7.0. My record is 7.7 Katica said the judges were stingy.
At the awards ceremony I got fourth place on Vault! I was the only one on my team who got to stand on my pedestal! I even was in the ten and up division. I felt short next to the 12 and 13 year olds next to me.
I was going to blog more but I am getting tired.
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